A/N: Long Chapter :) but we get to meet someone new!
And a Warning: more Loving- what can I say it's the Summer of Love!

We lay silent, staring at the ceiling each in our own thoughts. Each wondering what just happened, me wondering if I could ever be so lucky to have it happen again. He moved, the bed making a noise as he shifted positions, an arm was pushed under my shoulders so he could cuddle me.

I rose slightly and lay on his chest, looking around his room, his space where it was all him, no outside forces were pushing different influences. This was all him, your bedroom always is.

They say your eyes are the mirror to your soul but your bedroom can show just as much of your personality too.

"OK, Bethy?" I was staring at the picture beside him. A woman in a grainy photo smiled out at me, her beauty, and the love that emitted from her shone through the years. John followed my eyes and took the picture from the nightshade, bringing it close "This is me mum. Mum, this is Beth"

"You have her eyes. She's so beautiful, beaming with joy and like she has a secret" He gripped the frame and I could see the sadness in him, for her. He had lost her at such a tender age "She is inside always. Whatever you feel, she is there to hold your hand through life"

"Poppycock and rubbish. She left that's the end of it" John put the photo back quite loudly, banging it on the dark wooden surface and returned to staring at the ceiling.

But I pushed on, I am me after all. This is me, if he doesn't like what I think what's the point. "My nan once said just before she passed 'whenever the wind blows, she will be there. Whenever my eyes rain tears, her hand will help my heart, taking tiny silver thread sewing the pieces back to make it whole again' " I paused remembering my lovely grandmother so beautiful inside and out. I missed her laughter, her jokes, she was a card that one. She would have loved John "... When the sun shines outside or in my life, like now John, that's her sending love and strength. Sending you most likely, she was always a joker!"

I kissed his nose and sat up, the sheet fell away but all of a sudden I was happy, confident that I could conquer hurdles. Proud of me, proud of my body. John crawled up beside me and I let him lay on my chest kissing, touching, pinching "Ouch!"

"Thank-you"

"You're welcome! ....Thank-you for what exactly?" I gazed down at his hair tickling my chest as he meandered over my skin.

"Trusting me with you. Entrusting your body to me" John got on his knees sitting in front of me, kissing me softly, touching my cheeks, my eyes, my hair. Pausing and looking around "Your nans not here now is she!? That would be Awkward!"

"Ya goose" I swatted at his arms and he bundled me up with them holding me to him as we lay back quietly.

"What time is it?"

"Do I look like a clock?"

"No... Hang on. There's a watch in this draw. Stop wiggling!" John had lumbered his body over mine to reach into the back of his dark mahogany side table beside me, his weight squishing me downwards into the bed and with that I could feel every part of him, every part. I started touching him, feeling him up, so soft, so-.

"Shit. Shit. Get up... Now!" He pushed off me hastily and I frowned. He laughed as he began gathering his clothes up "No more now my lovely. Get your derriere up, we are having visitors in ten minutes... Or less, knowing Macca"

I lept up and headed for the discarded shirt and found my underwear on the door knob. Slipping the shirt on I wandered through the house to the backyard, heading for the guest house and the rest of my clothing.

Hang on he said Macca, no not that Macca, surely not! They were enemies from what I had heard. I turned on my heel and headed back to John, who gave me a dirty look for not being dressed yet. "Macca as in Paul Macca McCartney"

"YES. James Paul 'Macca' McCartney. Now run that behind of yours out to your proper clothes and get dressed" John through a pillow at my retreating self and I hurried myself to get dressed.

I was back in next to no time, my hair still a mess from sex and the wash I had earlier. I had no hope of taming it without an iron and product. No makeup on my person so I was as much a vampire as the guys presently. "Money"

"What? You're not a hooker." John grinned evilly "..Well if you are there's some change in the ashtray over there" He smirked at me and I launched at him, jumping on his back as he took dirty plates to the kitchen.

"You pig! Money for a cab. If you're busy I need to get a cab home don't I. Fucking coins, fuck you Lennon" I grumbled angrily and clipped him one on his head as he tried to put the dishes in the sink.

He pulled me down into his lap and sat in one movement "You.. Are not going anywhere. I need your support, it's been years since we, Paul and I, stood in the same room alone"

"You just insulted me Lennon why should I..." His lips smashed into mine and I was tangled in his arms, my hands in his hair holding him, caressing him. Anger and lust all mixed "Not fair those lips are lethal. Now John... you'll be fine. I can't be meeting Paul looking like this, maybe I'll come back in a few hours time"

"Nope. Nowhere. You're my hostage" John smiled and kissed me down my neck, this hostage was a willing participant at the present moment. The gate buzzer called out and I was stood up rather abruptly, John was pushing me towards his room "Hair stuff in there somewhere look in all the vanities, there's three. Use some deodorant too" He smirked again and I gave him the forks as he walked toward the now screaming buzzer. It doesn't switch off til someone resets it, or opens the gate, so I'm told- I must use that knowledge next time I know Lennon is being nasty.

I heard footsteps outside the door as I slammed the drawers of the vanity in my haste. John spoke through the door "Hurry up slow poke! They're here, can you make some food or something, I completely forgot" He was gone and I felt like pummelling him!

Smile...Smile don't get angry at him in front of the guest. Why not- they're his guests not mine. It is Paul though, yeah Paul, he is a cute one. But John needs whacking with his- do this, do that business.

"Hello, can I help?" Linda McCartney appeared in front of me. She looked how I felt. Tired and worn out.

"Oh no, it's fine. You're both vegetarians, right? I made a salsa and chips, some guacamole. Cheese. Shit, do you eat cheese?!" I was panicking Linda McCartney was standing right there, I heard John laugh, glancing up I caught him staring right at me. I poked my tongue out and he was inside in an instant, swatting my bum, telling me off for poking my tongue out. Paul followed him inside, casually sitting on the stool watching us tussel.

John took a cube of the cheese I was busy chopping and I swatted his hand like a fly, holding the knife up in warning. "Don't touch. You have been horrid this morning"

"I like this one, what's the name luv. I'm Paul" Paul held his hand out to shake and I saw John swipe more cheese.

"Excuse me" I turned and whacked Johns arm twice, quite hard, he stood wiping his hand down it grimacing as I turned back to Paul smiling "I'm BJ, I'm not his. I'm a hostage. Being given coins for services rendered and told to feed people from the contents of an empty fridge! And on my only day off I might add!"

I turned quickly and John winched, maybe I hit him harder than I should have. I walked around him to get the nacho chips from the oven.

"Come on Beth no more. I'll send you to your room." John huffed out semi-jokingly and I took his words to heart, he was bossing me around, couldn't he see that.

"Good. You, you... Gorilla! I wanted to go home"

"You don't live here, then"

"God no" I grimaced and rolled my eyes.

What's that supposed to mean?!" John shouted back loudly.

"It means you don't own me. All you had to do was be polite, ask me nicely to make food. Now I have the shits with you. I would have happily made this.. but, but... crap. I don't know. This is all too much, I'm sorry" I throw the nachos on the counter and tossed the tea towel at John. "Sorry for stuffing your meeting, sorry for being a shit fuck, sorry for still talking." I ran off and found the furthest bathroom, locked the door and sat on the toilet, crying.

God I'm a hot mess of idiocy. Going mad and in front of Linda and Paul McCartney. I was losing my shit badly. Oh bloody hell, John I can treat like this, I know him but Paul and Linda, I just upset the boy's reunion.

"Bethany" John tapped on the door softly.

"Go away"

"Please open the door luv, I want to say sorry, apologise...pleaseeee" John tapped again, and jiggled the locked door handle.

"Take me home"

"I can't" John tapped again.

"Pay a taxi" I need to sleep, what time did I go to bed, oh never.

"Open the door, I can't talk to you properly through the door luv"

I opened the door an inch and stood there, tears still damp on my cheeks "I'm sorry, I'm tired John after everything and now Paul and Linda. I'm a fan and I'm fangirling a bit but I'll shut up"

"Come here" John picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him, he kissed my tears and my neck. "Better?"

"Hmmmm"

"Come back out"

"But they will hate me for that outburst"

"Oh no...... they love you, whacking me and all that. Linda thinks you're fab. Paul well he's just jealous isn't he" John leaned back and smiled and I kissed him.

"I'm still tired"

"I know, foods all done. Just come and sit and listen. Maybe when you're up for it Linda would love to see Sterling, hmmm" I frowned not understanding why she would want to see my horse "She's mad keen on horses, you're set- a friend for life, right there luv" I smiled and kissed his nose. "And you're worth heaps more than pennies"

As he carried me through the house I felt coddled but happy, he was looking after me even when I was being a ninny "How many dollars? 5, 10?" we carried on through the living room and out on the verandah.

"Millions ok, millions!" John smiled and kissed my cheek standing me up for a moment til he sat down, bringing me back into his lap.

Sorry you two. I'm not normally....unhinged it's just when you spend time with John..."

"Oh, luv I know where your coming from" Paul laughed and John poked his tongue out at me and Paul this time.

"Salsa is delish by the way, Beth" Linda smiled and offered me the cheese, John glancing my way before I nodded he could have some. "Gee John, she has some control. Not even allowed food til she nods" We all laughed and John squeezed me, the afternoon was pretty much turned around and saved.

I feel asleep and woke an hour later to John jiffling underneath me, Paul was about to lift me away when I jump and made John squirm even more. I wiped my mouth in case I was dribbling, rubbing my eyes to see Paul still bent over, looking intently at me. "Yes?"

"Hope up, BJ, pa need to go potty, Arggh don't elbow me there!" John grimaced and I push off him, apparently I leaned in the wrong spot as I did so.

"Sorry, gee so grumpy"

As John slowly stretched and unbent his body I sank back down in his chair, Paul now eyeing me from his. "Do I have something in my teeth"

"No luv, I think Linda and I are just interested in learning about you, you fell asleep so we're still none the wiser!" Paul smiled and handed me a cola.

"Ta. Hasn't John told all?"

"No, he wanted to, badly.. but he also wanted to wait til you woke up." Linda leaned over and grabbed a lone lump of cheese from the plate, I made to hop up and get more but she held me down "John is also ordering food for dinner from your bar, says it's good stuff"

"Well it better be or I will be on my bike to reign down destruction... nah it's good stuff, one thing Alice and I insist on is good food"

"Alice?" Paul raised an eye brow and I realised who I was talking to, I blushed a little, I'm sure Paul noticed as he smiled sweetly "Alice, my brother. Surely John. NO? Ok Alice Cooper is my brother"

"Ok Vampire room-Alice, you're his sister, great!" Paul laughed, smiling at John as he walked up behind me.

Right, tuckers on it's way. Yes dear the bar is still standing in your absence. She tell you she's the manager? Works bloody longer than you or I ever did Macca"

"Arrr now there's the proper blush" Paul wiggled a finger in the direction of my pink face "So a busy bee then and you two meet there.."

"YepP!" John popped the P "This is the very first time she has stayed longer than an hour though" I blushed even redder, Paul winked and John rallied on "Not that Macca, not here for me, for her horse down there" John waved towards the stables "She comes, rides, then I might get her to stop for coffee then she'll be gone again, back to the grindstone"

"Come on show me, is he lovely? Oh, I bet he is. What's his name? Paul stay unless you want to come too?" Linda was gabbing a mile a minute, John shaking his head sorry he brought the subject up.

"We'll all go, I could use a walk" John grabbed his smokes and lit one offering the pack to Paul, who accepted gratefully. Linda and I were across the lawn and by the guest house in seconds. I grabbed my boots as walked past.

Sterling neighed in greeting and his ears pricked up, cantering up to the fence, tail flying in the air.

"Oh an Arab! Hello there, beautiful"

"This is Sterling or huny pie, or my man"

"Hey some of those nicknames you'll have to send my way" John laughed and flicked his cancer stick off to the side.

"Go pick that up" I was onto him and he swaggered off looking for his stub, picking up another 10 in quick time.

"I'm impressed" Linda quietly whispered in my ear.

"I don't know what to do with the power, it's all so new to me"

"What are we whispering about" Paul broke in between us, Linda and I pulled apart quickly. "Come on blurt it out, we're not in school now, passing notes and all that"

"I was just commenting on Johns arse actually, Paul" Linda giggled, putting Paul on the spot, John throwing an arm over her shoulder proudly.

"Always knew she coveted me Paulie" John kissed Linda's cheek overzealously and hastily swung round to Sterling who, for some reason, was gravitating toward John and not me.

"What have you been doing to my horse Lennon?" I called Sterling over, nothing, he would not budge from his spot near John. "Richard told me you come and chat but this is more, this is..." I patted him down- John not Sterling. John was playing around acting like I was tickling him while I did a pat down search, and then I found what I was looking for "This is bribery! Carrot sticks, John. What else Mr. Lennon?"

"A few sugar cubes here and there, umm, cucumber, whatever's in the fridge usually" John smiled and patted his new best friend, Sterling.

"No wonder he's fat" I smirked at John and kissed his cheek "just tell me if you plan on giving him something weird ok or I'll send you the vet bill" Linda laughed and hopped through the rails of the fence.

I slid the bridle onto Sterling, holding him while Linda ran her hands over his coat.

"Give us a leg up, Beth" she was keen! Linda was up on Sterlings back with my help so I led them both over to an upturned bucket. Standing on it, I hopped on behind her and we waved to the fellas, Linda yelling "Off to the beach, lovers" We blew kisses as Sterling eagerly made his way to the beach.

"So..."

"So what?" I wasn't sure what Linda wanted from me.

"Well what's the score? How long, your intentions, what's next?"

"Are you my long lost bestie, girlfriend?"

"Yes... Yes, I am"

"How long- well not very, actually today" I stopped what was I about to say "Intentions- fun, being happy while it lasts. Next – I really have no idea"

"So today was the first day you and you know who- did it" I nodded on her shoulder "and it was..."

"Bloody nora, Mrs McCartney. Ok it was bloody awesome, but that's probably on account I have been in the desert for a long, long time"

"No it was bloody awesome full stop don't downgrade young lady, its John Lennon for Christs sake, he and those boys have some game books up their sleeves, let me tell you!" We giggled and rode slowly back to a waiting Paul. John was missing.

"Paul?"

"Ladies, our meal awaits"

We sorted Sterling out with a small feed and put his light rug on and all wandered up to the house fifteen minutes later.

*****

"Bye!!" I kissed Linda through the window and they drove off. I walked after them grinning, hugging myself.

"Happy you stayed, luv?" John grabbed me around my waist.

"Very"

"So, did you get the third degree, like I did, when you were out riding" I turned in Johns arms and kissed his jawline. He swung me gently like we were caught in a breeze.

"Yes, apparently, Paul and you have a game book of sexual prowess, would that be an accurate assumption that Linda made?"

"Wouldn't you like to know!" John lifted me up, sliding me back down himself to the ground, I was now stood on his feet "Lucky you took those boots off, aren't I luv" I nodded and he swung me round, we laughed and stumbled onto the grass nearby.

"I should really go" I kissed his neck down to his collar bone then kissed and spoke intermittently, kissing his chin between words "Really. Really. Really, I should"

"NO, you really, really, want to stay and keep lonely me company" John kissed me back and we reluctantly stood up.

"That would be really nice too, I suppose"

"I suppose! Where is my game book!?" John dragged me inside, holding hands we made our way to the verandah. Sitting on a lounger, we  mirrored the other night at my house. "I like not drinking for you"

"I like you not drinking for me too but you should not drink for YOU, don't do it for others John, do it for yourself" I snuggled into his arms and we lay quietly for a long time. "John, I don't mind this being casual, don't think I need you to promise anything"

"Where did that come from" As he kissed my arm I shivered "Cold?"

"No, tempted is more accurate" He swivelled me around so I was sat straddling him. I kissed him and ran my fingers through his hair. "You don't need to say anything or give me anything. 'You' is enough for however long" I went to drop to my knees and kiss him there, like I wanted to, but he grabbed my arm tightly bringing me up onto his lap again.

"Much that I'd like you to unzip my pants huny... I need to know. Did I do something, or say something?.... Did Linda say something?" He quizzed me and I dropped my eyes from his, worried I would break what was there with my words.

"Nothing. No one said anything. I know what's in your life you're a busy, wanted guy. May and Yoko" A finger was shoved onto my lips. I kept speaking so he gave up and let me continue "They are still there, in your background. I'm a dag manager of a bar John. I'll take what you give, happily"

"Well I want to give you everything. The whole bloody point is you're NOT any of them, now are you Beth. You're an uncut diamond, most of the beauty is still hidden I see glitter every now and then; especially when you look at me. I want to be there when it's uncovered fully. I want to be the one to help you see how truly wonderful you are"

He pulled me into his arms and kissed me hungrily, making my worries vanish. Coming up for air and kissing along my jawline "Believe me?"

I nodded, biting my lip, knowing he wouldn't stop if I did so. And he didn't, he groaned and began kissing me til we had to breath.

The air hung heavy around us, humidity was high and our clothes were sticking to our bodies. I felt the want to unzip John's pants so played with the zipper til he moaned in sexy frustration at my little game. He found the zipper and helped pull his jeans down his thighs.

  We made love quickly. Made our desires, one. No promises made, but also holding no regrets.