A lot happened in the years that followed. Among other things, I met a wonderful man who I fell in love with. My relationship with my dad eventually improved but I never went back to live with him. Astonishingly, I did manage to get something published. John bought the very first copy of my book.

Brian Epstein, my former boss, one of the very first men to ever believe in me, tragically died of an overdose at only 32. This caused a great deal of distress and upheaval within the band, some of which I witnessed first-hand, and it was one of the many things that led to their eventual break up. 

I kept contact with John for a while after I left, writing back and forth, the occasional phone call, all that good stuff. But all communication abruptly ceased after he met and got involved with his future wife, an avant-garde artist named Yoko Ono. I still vividly remember the last time I visited him at the studio. I didn't make it past the door because Yoko had blocked it, and when I caught a glimpse of his dead eyes, I knew it was over.

When John was assassinated on December 8, 1980, I was heartbroken beyond words. Positively devastated. It was then that I reached out to Paul and he invited me to his house in East Sussex. He married a lovely lady named Linda who I quickly made friends with. We all laughed, talked and reminisced on old times over a quaint vegetarian dinner. 

At one point, while Linda was doing the dishes, Paul took me aside to speak with me privately. 

He looked solemnly at me, "I really miss him..."

"Me too..." I nodded.

"...Gail, do you remember way back when we were seeing each other and then you just so happened to walk in on me and Jane?" Paul recalled after a moment of silence. 

"Um, yes..." I replied, unsure as to why he would bring this up now.

Paul winced and shook his head, "I was weak, foolish and immature in those days. But I'm still glad I backed off from you. John loved you more than anything..."

At that, I began to cry softly. I looked up and saw that Paul was crying too. As we locked eyes with each other, we both knew. He wouldn't change a thing that happened between us and neither would I.

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NOTE: Okay, first off, I intentionally kept the epilogue vague and left certain details out b̶̶̶e̶̶̶c̶̶̶a̶̶̶u̶̶̶s̶̶̶e̶̶̶ ̶̶̶a̶̶̶l̶̶̶l̶̶̶ ̶̶̶o̶̶̶f̶̶̶ ̶̶̶t̶̶̶h̶̶̶i̶̶̶s̶̶̶ ̶̶̶w̶̶̶i̶̶̶l̶̶̶l̶̶̶ ̶̶̶b̶̶̶e̶̶̶ ̶̶̶c̶̶̶o̶̶̶v̶̶̶e̶̶̶r̶̶̶e̶̶̶d̶̶̶ ̶̶̶i̶̶̶n̶̶̶ ̶̶̶g̶̶̶r̶̶̶e̶̶̶a̶̶̶t̶̶̶e̶̶̶r̶̶̶ ̶̶̶d̶̶̶e̶̶̶p̶̶̶t̶̶̶h̶̶̶ ̶̶̶i̶̶̶n̶̶̶ ̶̶̶t̶̶̶h̶̶̶e̶̶̶ ̶̶̶s̶̶̶e̶̶̶q̶̶̶u̶̶̶e̶̶̶l̶̶̶.̶̶̶  COUGH. WHAT SEQUEL!? WHAT!?!? THERE'S NO SEQUEL! COUGH. 

I'd love to hear your feedback on what you thought of this story! What did you love? What did you hate? I know this was more of a realistic ending as opposed to a happily ever after ending, but hopefully it still gave you all the right feels! 

Writing this story was personally a rather bizarre experience for me. I started out wanting to explore the darker sides of Paul, and he proved to be way harder to write than I had anticipated. I know he came off as kind of a jerk-off in this story, but I'm ultimately happy with the way I characterized him here. 

On the flip side, I found that it was surprisingly easy for me to channel John. And here's where the bizarre part comes in: all my life, I've been a Paul girl, but while writing this story, I slowly but surely transitioned into a John girl! Don't worry, though, it's still kinda 50/50! 

What did you guys think of Gail? I didn't like her very much when I first started writing but eventually I fell in love with her! I can understand if some of you don't like her, though, as she can sometimes be a bit of a brat. This story was very much Gail's journey, if you couldn't already tell. I really enjoyed developing her character and writing her "transition" from one Beatle to the other. 

Speaking of which, Gail was originally supposed to end up with Paul, but those plans were quickly abolished once I wrote Chapter 3. John and Gail were just too perfect and adorable to leave alone. =^_^=

I know the writing was patchy in some parts and it didn't always flow very nicely. Sometimes it was a struggle to write everything out exactly as I had envisioned it in my head; I don't know if some of these scenes packed the punch that I truly wanted them to. I'll most likely eventually go back and rewrite some parts but, overall, I probably wouldn't change too much. ;)

Anyway, I don't want to influence your opinions too much, so enough of my blabbing! Thank you to everyone who took the time to read, vote and comment, especially those who voted on every chapter. And also a special thanks to and missraccoon1984 and PauliePie, whose stories were the main inspiration for this fic. This fandom is homey, like a family, and our love for the Beatles bonds us. You're all wonderful human beings! Cheers! ♥