Two Weeks Later

Things were finally getting back to normal. Which was a relief to all of us. Especially Brian. He was happy the band was back together and that they were making music again. John assured me they were almost finished and that soon, we could all take a long break until something new comes up. I could tell he was just as stressed as everyone else. And I understood.

George on the other hand...I have nothing to say about him. I was just glad he was well.

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Me and John gave one last moan as we came. He kissed me neck over and over again as I moved my hands up and down his bare back. His skin was warm and damp.

"It's been too fuckin long." I laughed as he rolled off me, onto his back. He was panting like crazy as I turned on my side and moved my hand over his chest.

"It's your turn." He said pulling me on top of him. I giggled and straddled him. He moaned as I licked down his chest and sucked on one of his nipples. His hands roaming my body as we got started again.

It didnt take long for him to get hard. I think three, almost four weeks without sex has really gotten him desperate.

I sat up on him and glided down. He shut his eyes and rested his hands behind his head as I moved my body up and down.

I always loved watching him during sex. His moans, the look of pleasure washing over his face, how hard he began to breath the more he enjoyed the sensation. It turned me on so much.

I rubbed his chest while picking up the pace.

"Sh..shit. don't fuckin stop." He moaned. I smiled and moved my finger over his lips, slowly sliding in his mouth. He sucked on it, nibbling on my finger tip. My body heating up and tingling as he smacked my bum hard.

I gasped as I rolled my hips into his, clawing at the bedsheets and leaning down to suck in his skin. His hands gripping my waist, helping me move.

John's body felt amazing against mine. Every time we made love, it felt like our first time. Still as exciting and passionate.

He kissed me hard, his tongue roaming my mouth as he came. I pulled back and moaned louder as I followed. We smiled at each other as we came to a stop and kissed.

That was until there was a small knock on the door.

John held onto me. "Shhh don't answer it."

I smiled when there was another knock.

"He's going to keep knocking babe." I said kissing his cheek. John sighed and sat up. Another knock.

I got up off him and put a long shirt on. He slipped his briefs on and opened the door. Julian standing with a teddy bear. He glared up at John and walked over to me.

"What's that look for!?" John asked as Julian got under the covers with me, snuggling in my arms.

"You know why daddy."

I laughed and held him in my arms. "Yeah John. Doing unholy things to me without little Julian's permission."

John shook his head and laid next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Can I hug mum atleast?" He asked. Julian leaned over and looked at his arms and nodded. I smiled.

"Can I kiss her?" John asked.

"No."

"Can I touch her like this?" John trailed his fingers down my thighs. Julian pouted.

"No daddy."

I giggled and shoved John. "It feels nice having a cute protective boyfriend."

John made a face and moved his hands between my legs when Julian wasn't looking.  I smiled and pulled his hands away.

"Tomorrow babe." I whispered as he kissed the back of my neck. I played with Julian's hair and kissed the top of his head.

"I wanna say something." I said closing my eyes.

"What is it?" John asked.

"At the doctors yesterday, I had an ultrasound. And I found out of it was a boy or girl."

John was still behind me, Julian sitting up.

"A brother??"

I giggled and looked over at John. "Yes."

A huge smile spread over John's lips as he leaned over and gave me a long kiss. Julian giggled and jumped up and down.

"A brother!" He yelled. I laughed as he sat up on me and rubbed my stomach.

"I told you!" Julian said poking the bump already starting to show. John laughed and grabbed Julian, setting him between us. It wasn't long until a huge tickle fight broke out and we were all laughing and wrestling in bed.

...

It was no used hiding my pregnancy anymore from the media. Anytime I wore a top or dress that hugged my body, my tummy was enough to give it away. John was excited to tell everyone. I was a little reluctant but I knew I had no choice.

Later that Sunday evening, me and John sat in the studio together as a journalist asked John questions. I noticed now, all magazine companies and news papers sent male journalists. Send a woman to do the job, they'll just end up without a story or answers and blow the whole article. All they'd go back with, is a story about how they got to shag a Beatle.

"And so how far along is the missus?" The man asked. John smiled and placed his hand on my stomach.

"Along enough to know were 'avin a human." John answered. I giggled.

"I'm about five months now. Soon to be six mid April." I said.

He nodded and wrote down in his notepad. Fuckin hell I missed those days.

"And so ye are American yes? What part?"

"Yes. And I'm from Brooklyn." I said feeling a little lightheaded. I brushed this off and just smiled.

"I noticed you and John often visit New York. Do ye 'ave family down there?" He asked me. I looked over at John. My eyes begging for him to explain. And he did.

"Well we just really love it to be honest. The people are great. Gettin a bit of sunshine is always a plus. We get to go down to the parks and even though people recognize me, they dont pester on ye know?"

More notes. Another question. John squeezed my hand as the last question was asked.

"And how does your ex wife, Cynthia feel about all of this?"

John just smiled and spoke. "I think she understands I've moved on with my life with Lucy. She doesn't bother us, we don't bother her. I wish her well and a part of me does still love her. But that part of my life is over. We share Julian but so does Luce. We've become one and I hope everyone can except that for what it is."

I blushed as John leaned over and kissed my cheek. The journalist nodded and finished up his writing. We stood up as he thanked us and left. Brian came into the room and set his cup of coffee down.

"Alright Lennon back to work. Paul's called out for ye."

"I'll be right out Brian calm down." John said giving me a final kiss and leaving the room. I watched after him until he disappeared.

I looked over at Brian as he looked out at the guys and downed his coffee. I walked over to him and grabbed his cup away.

"Calm yourself Brian. You're going to get a rush." I giggled.

"Yeah well I need it. Busy time right now." He sighed. I felt bad for Brian. He was always tired and working.

"Even mister Epstein needs a day off. Just, sit." I said pulling out a chair. He shook his head.

"I can't.."

"Brian." I crossed my arms. He nodded and sat down. I stood behind him and massaged his shoulders. He seemed to enjoy this.

"Thanks luce." He sighed. I smiled.

"Anything for a friend."

We stayed like this for a few minutes until George walked into the studio. I stopped and scratched the back of my head. We made eye contact for just a second and looked away.

"I should go." I said grabbing my purse. Brian looked over at me.

"Where to?"

I shrugged. "Anywhere but here."

He looked over at George then back at me. He raised an eyebrow.

"You two arent..?"

I scoffed. "God no. Brian I...I know something that I haven't told anyone. Not even John. It's eating me alive and I don't know how much longer...." I trailed off.

Brian stood up and walked over to me. Resting his hands on my shoulders.

"Why don't we have a chat over some coffee?"

I nodded. "Tea?"

He laughed. "Alright then. Tea."

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I stirred the hot liquid with a spoon. Brian sipped his cup as I spoke.

"And then I walked in and...she was on top of him. Her hands all over him as they kissed. I mean for him just coming out of a coma, everything seemed to be working just fine."

Brian chuckled and shook his head. "Fuckin christ George. What the hell is he thinking?? And ye 'avent told anyone?"

I shook my head. "No. I should. I've thought about it many times. I just feel so bad knowing this! I never spoke to George ever since that day."

"Why not tell John? I mean ye told me even he was suspicious."

I sighed. "John is furious with the thought. If he finds out, he'd tell for sure. But..if he finds out I held it in all this time, he'd be angry with me. So will Rich and everyone else. Brian...what should I do??" I asked helplessly. He sighed and took a small sip.

"You still care for George. Don' ye? You know if you tell, you could risk losing him as a friend. Or worse, John might kick him out of the band. You love George enough to not want to see his life ruined. Even though he's the one in the wrong."

I nodded and shut my eyes. "Maureen's also to blame. I mean her and Richard seem so happy. She's pregnant for fucks sake! Is it even Richards?? How long has this been going on!?"

"Shhh. Come now love don't strain yourself. It's not healthy for the baby. I think it's best to tell John. Him being the leader of the band, he'll know what to do. He wont get rid of George that's for sure."

I just nodded and wiped my tears. "We should go back. John's probably worrying about me now."

Brian smiled and helped me out of my seat and paid.

"Lucy?"

"Hmm?"

"Why did you tell me?" He asked. I shrugged and walked out the door as he opened it for me.

"Because, you're like the fifth Beatle." I smiled. He chuckled and shook his head.

"Best not tell the lads. They'll make me play a bloody triangle or somethin of sort."

I laughed as we walked together, back to the studio.

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