Chapter 4

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John had gotten some proper care for his wrist. Ringo took him down to a clinic. It wasn't long after, that they made their way over to the studio.

"I hate to think what Brian's going to say when he sees that hand of yers."

"He'll probably kill me. Or, I'll probably kill him."

"I say ye'd kill him first."

"Yeh probably. I am not letting him touch me."

They both walked into EMI studio and both Paul and George were already there. "Ey John."

"Ey, the king and his prince has arrived!"

"Oh whatever John."

They all heard a voice from behind. "Is everyone here now?"

"Yeh. We're all here."

"Brian, we do need to have a chat with ye."

"What about Lennon?" He said not looking up from papers he was looking through.

"We need take a vacation."

"How long are the four of ye entending to be gone?"

"Not sure."

"What do ye mean?" Brian said looking up. "And, what happened to yer wrist?"

"I got into a fight Brian. Anyways, we need a little time off."

"I need to know how long ye'll be gone."

"I already said, we're not sure. Lets put it this way.........its for our own safety."

Now Brian was confused. "For yer own safety? What's going on here?"

"Brian, we can't put ye at risk too." George said as he leaned back in his chair.

"Yeh. We only came here because we had to."

"So, yer not even going to tell me any detail are ye?"

"No. Not without putting ye at risk."

"Okay. I understand. So, when are ye leaving?"

"We were hoping, today."

"So, this could be the last time I see ye for quite a while?"

"Yeh. Unfortunately." Ringo said taking a seat by his drums.

"Okay. I'll cancel all the concert dates for this year. But, the press are going to want to know why it was cancelled. What should I say?"

"Not the truth. We don't want anyone to know what's going on. We only told ye because ye had to know why we wouldn't be around for a while."

"Well, thanks for notifiying me boys. Now, get out of here. Don't tell me yer location."

"Why not?" Paul asked.

"Because, he they get to me, they are going to want to know where ye are. If I don't know, they can't get to ye."

"Okay. I see where yer coming from."

"Now, get out of here before they find out yer here."

"Already way ahead of ye Brian." John said grabbing his guitar.

"John, what are ye doing?"

"We're getting out guitars. We can't live without them. Ye know that."

"Rings, ye need to leave yer drums mate."

"I know. I'm really bummed about it."

"Ey Rings, ye can play one of our guitars." (saw Rings play John's in the movie Help! while John was on Ringo's drums)

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