Rating: The ratings change, but usually nothing stronger than PG13.
Starring: The Beatles (mainly John and Paul), Lucy (OC), Pattie B., etc.
Time frame: It jumps around and will cover the early 60s before the fame and all the way to the late 70s, 80s.
Disclaimer: I'm sad that I don't own The Beatles. Everything written is fiction. Dates and history have been changed to go with the story. Photos used are not mine but have been edited by me! They are purely meant to give the story flavor.
Important: Remember that history has been changed! Jane Asher, Cynthia Powell, Yoko Ono, Sean and Julian Lennon never happened! Also, Jane Asher will be portraying Lucy in photos. Mary McCartney will be portraying Jude as a baby. Julian Lennon will be portraying Jude as a child. Stella McCartney will be portraying Harmony.
What if John Lennon had someone during his hard times, Beatle mania, everything? Would it rewrite the history we all know so well about The Beatles? What if this person was a girl? And what if it just happened to be a girl that had history and baggage with his pal Paul?
Let's see...
** Please forgive me if you see the name Bobby instead of Jude! This is an old story of mine and I changed the characters name and I must've missed some! I will try my best to re-edit all the chapters and catch all the "Bobby's". So if any of you see one I missed just remember that it is suppose to say Jude! Again, I'm soooo sorry, lol!
Chapter 1
It was a bright, cozy summer afternoon in 1967. The sky was the bluest she'd ever seen. Lucy smiled up at it, breathing in the breeze that brushed over her entire body. Her long red hair blew across her face and her smile widened. She loved being outside. The grass, the flowers, the trees - she loved them.
"Absolutely lovely..." She complimented Mother Nature for today's perfect day and then went back to her afternoon duties.
With care she took clothes that ranged in sizes off the line and folded them. After placing all of the fresh folded laundry in the basket, she carried them inside the house. The house was on a 72 acre and it had its very own garden area that Lucy adored.
"Jude?" She called out to her son while she began to separate and sort through the basket of clothes.
A small boy appeared through the doorway, "Yes, mum?"
Lucy turned around and smiled. Jude's big dark brown eyes, which at times seemed to have a hint of green, looked up at her. She reached her arms out for him to come to her and he did. She wrapped them around him and kissed his cheek. Even though he was a 'big boy', something he reminded her of all the time in his distinguished accent, at six years old he was still her baby.
She pulled away and looked at him, "Could you put your sister's socks in her room, please?"
He nodded and went to do so. A few minutes later, Jude returned to inform his mother that his younger sister was awake from her nap. Lucy thanked him, pecked his head and went inside of her daughter's bedroom.
"Good morning to you, sunshine!" Lucy said in her high happy baby voice, reaching out to pick the little girl up. Harmony cooed loudly and laughed, wrapping her small arms around her mother's neck and resting her head on her shoulder.
Just as she finished changing Harmony, she heard the front door opening. Her eyes went wide and she peered down at her smiling baby, "Daddy's home!" Picking her up, they went to great her husband.
"Oi there! 'Ows the loves of 'mah life?" John smiled, setting down his bag and going over to them. He kissed Lucy's cheek and then pecked her lips. Harmony was looking up at her father, her big blue eyes meeting his gaze. John smiled.
"'ello there, gorgeous."
He leaned down to kiss her cheek as well. Lucy took Harmony over to her play area and then went back over to John, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Good day, I hope?"
He looked down at her, nodding. He couldn't take his eyes off of hers; they were big and blue and he loved them. He remembered when their daughter Harmony was born and the first time they saw the color of her eyes. She had her mother's eyes and it thrilled him. He leaned down to kiss both of Lucy's eyes closed.
"Mhm. Perfect now, love."
He tightened his hands around her small waist. She was a tiny thing and worked well to John's advantage.
"Good. Paul is coming over soon to pick Jude up for the weekend."
Lucy had already pulled away from him and was off to gather her son's things for his visit with his father. John nodded and sat down in a chair. He turned his head to look at his daughter and smile. She crawled in his direction, grasping his lower pant legs to hoist herself up on her small feet. His smile grew wider and he put his hands out for her. Helping her crawl up and into his lap, she laid on her back on his chest. John rested his head gently against Harmony's light brown hair, something she got from him. Her father's hair and her mother's eyes - it was a perfect mix.
Later that night while John was in his studio upstairs, Paul came over to pick Jude up. This was something that happened every time Paul was in town and free. Lucy waved to her son as he drove off with his father from the front door. She disliked her babies being away from her, but liked that her son received the chances to spend time with his father. Paul was a good father, something Lucy would never argue about. She accepted it and put the history that she and Paul shared away for the sake of the child they had together. She closed the door and went out into the back yard to sit on the tree swing. He looked good, healthy, thinking about Paul. She quietly laughed at the mustache he was sporting earlier. She remembered the baby face he had all those years ago when they were together.
It was 1962 and she remembered how she enjoyed being the Paul McCartney's wife. She loved going to every show, watching from the side lines. She was almost like a wife to the rest of the boys in the band as well, in the sense that she was very caring. Lucy was always making sure the boys were always fed with clean clothes and doing what they were supposed to. The reason why her marriage to Paul ended crept into her thoughts and smile started to face. She shook her head, getting up from the swing and returning inside the house. Lucy went into John's studio and placed a kiss on top his head. He looked up at her and smiled.
"Hey you."
She smiled in return and sat on his lap, "Hey, yourself."
He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair. A faint smell of vanilla that he had smelled since the very day he met her. She looked down at him and placed her small hand on his cheek.
"Not too late tonight, okay?"
He promised her and after another shared kiss, Lucy went off to bed. And about an hour later, John joined Lucy and fell asleep next to her already sleeping body.
