Mandy's A/N: HAIIIII! *waves* ^^ Sorry it took kinda long, I was writing for my other stories that I've neglected recently… But I'm back :D YAY! Hehehehe Manda… Cookies XD (insider) By the by, there is a time-skip (: And yes, this chappie's title is from A Day In The Life, FYI ^^

Chapter 3- Then Somebody Spoke And I Went Into A Dream

Mandy's POV

"Wait, WHAT!" Amanda screams. "YOU GOTTA BE JOKING!"

Dhani backs away from the hysterical girl and Ollie starts cracking up at their reactions to each other. "H-how could ya not realise that?" Ollie chokes out through his laughter.

"I DON'T KNOW! WE'VE KNOWN EACH OTHER FOR MONTHS AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME UNTIL NOW! DHANI!"

Having just walked into our apartment to see this, I'm completely confused. "What. In bloody hell. Is going on?" I interrupt.

The very excited/crazed Amanda spins to face me and yells, "DHANI'S DAD IS GEORGE!"

My initial thought is to stare at her blankly and say, "Ye didn't know that?" but I, knowing how she'd react, feign confusion. "George? George who?"

"GEORGEFREAKINGHARRISON!"

"The Beatle?"

"YES!"

I jump up and down and screech, "WHAT! Ayyeeee! That's so gear!"

Dhani looks at me horrified and I wink. He lets out a sigh, understanding that I'm playing along while Ollie, who we found to be quite loud once ya get to know him, continues laughing, now on the floor.

I pause my jumping to say, "Wait, how'd ya find out?"

"DHANI TOLD ME!"

"Just out of the blue?"

"YEAH!"

I turn to Dhani and give him a quizzical stare. He turns away to look at his feet, seeming embarassed, yet something else is there, too. Ollie, noticing that we've quited down, gives Dhani one glance and immediately turns solemn. Amanda slowly stops bouncing and looks at me, beffudlement written clear across her face. "Dhan?" She walks over to the quiet boy and places her hand on his shoulder.

"It's his dad," Ollie speaks up. "He's… He's sick."

"What! Georgie's sick!" Amanda lifts Dhani's face so she can look him in the eye. "Why didn't ya tell us, Dhan?"

"Probably because he knew we'd freak…" I mutter under my breath. I'd figured out a couple of weeks back that Dhani was in fact the Dhani Harrison, but he made me promise not to tell Amanda. Oh god, was that a hard promise to keep…

"Dhan? Dhani?" Amanda speaks to him softly. "C'mon, tell us."

He blinks a couple times and whispers, "Yeah, he's sick. Real bad."

"Oh, Dhani!" We throw our arms around him in a comforting embrace. "Like, how bad?" I ask warily, scared to find out the answer.

"How 'bout ya just come with us t'see him?" Ollie suggests.

Amanda and I meet eyes and nod. "Okay!" she replies enthusiastically, trying to light up the mood.

…

"Dad?" Dhani whispers, walking into his father's hospital room.

"Dhani," George smiles as he sits up. "And Ollie! How nice."

"Yeah, hey!" Ollie grins, dragging me and Amanda behind him.

George tilts his head slightly and asks Dhani, "And who are these lovely ladies?"

Amanda and I giggle quietly to ourselves while Dhani introduces us. "This is Amanda." He grabs her arm and pulls her over to his dad.

"And this is Mandy!" Ollie pushes me forward and I stumble, turning crimson.

George chuckles quietly as I stutter, "U-uh, ello! Um… Hi George! Wait, can I call you George? Sorry, I'm getting ahead of mese-"

He holds his hand up to silence me and smiles warmly. "It's nice to meet both of you. And yes, ye can call me George. Now how do you two know Dhani and Oliver?"

"We go to college with them!" Amanda blurts. She immediately shuts her mouth, embarassed.

"Excuse my friend," I smirk, gaining my confidence back. "Yer her absolute avourite Beatle."

"Ey! Mandy!" She whacks my arm. "He's one of your faves, too! Him and Paul!"

I shrug, trying to keep my cool. "I love all my boys."

George laughs at our silly argument. "Glad to know I'm still appreciated! It's also nice that newer generations have great musical taste." With that, he winks at us, causing the two of us to giggle again like the fangirls we are.

Dhani rolls his eyes at us and sits down in a chair while we keeo shatting with George. "I really can't believe I'm actually meeting you," I confess with a blush. I hate going fangirl in public.

"Well, maybe it was fate! Tricky thing, destiny is," George states ominously.

Amanda's eyes grow wide. "Omigod, that's be so cool!"

I cock my eyebrow and stare at her irecrediously. "You believe that?"

"What, ye have trouble believing in fate?" George inquires.

"Well… I mean… Oh, I don't know," I shrug in defeat. "I don't feel like thinking deeply at the moment."

"Hm… It's very enlightening to, ya know."

I laugh quietly, "Ya sound like my mom when ye say that!"

"Smart woman, then. She's a Beatles fan as well?"

"Yep! She's the one that got me into you guys, actually. Her favourite's John. Her and bad boys…" I sigh teasingly.

"Ah, I see. Always most liked, John. I miss him terribly, though the temper I could do without."

"I get what ye mean, me da has a temper to rival Lennon's."

"Really? That must be terrible."

I shrug. "Eh, I got used to it and learned not to take it personally."

Amanda shudders, "Yeah, I've met him. He's scary!"

"Sounds like it, but I'm glad ye've learned t'deal with it." His eyes hold a sadness in them although he smiles.

"No one deserves to die like that, even with such a vicious temper. He was a great man," I say after a pause and look up at him.

"He really was… How 'bout ye each take a rose from over there?" He gestures toward a vase sitting off to the side in the sunshine pouring through his window.

"Really? Thanks!" Amanda slowly plucks a red one out of the assortment.

I gingerly reach toward the boquet. "Ye sure?" He nods, a faint devilish gleam in his eye. I chose a yellow one. "Yellow roses remind me of the sun."

"I like that, the sun is a marvelous thing. Dhani, Oliver, ye grab one, too."

Both boys pick a rose and mutter their thanks. Dhani stares at his father suspiciously.

"Go on!" George urges. "Smell them! They're scent is lovely."

Each of us puts our rose to our noses and inhale. That classic, relaxing, sweet rose sent fills my lungs, but with greater power than usual. When I pull it away, my eyelids are heavy and my heartbet has slowed. I blink slowly and look at Amanda and she's already snoring peacefully. I hear Dhani whisper, "Oh god, Dad." Before I can resist, sleep envelops me, and soon I'm snoring like Amanda. Walrues, rockinghorse people, and other random Beatle-y things weave in and out of my dreams. Through it all, muffled voices chatter, but I can't understand what they're saying.

Mandy's A/N: Hehehehe yer confused, aren't ya? Yer welcome ^^ I love a good twist! This particular one came to mind a couple of days ago so I thought I'd go with it :D REVIEW and tell me what ye think of it! Is it stupid? Oh lord, I hope not… TELL MEH PEOPLE!