"Just put the plates on the table now. They're going to be here any minute!"I ran over to the table and set it as fast as I could just as a car pulled into the drive way. Cynthia's eyes widened. "Hide!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me behind the couch as Pattie, Jane and Maurine ran into the kitchen and turned off the lights.

The lock clicked open and our expected guests walked in. "Why is it so dark in here?" Ringo's voice asked.

"Dunno, when I called Cyn was home." John said suspiciously.

Cynthia locked eyes with me and nodded. I snapped my fingers giving off the signal for Maurine to snap on the lights. Within five seconds the lights shot on and we all sprang out.

"SURPRISE!" We all yelled.

George let out a shriek and Paul jumped up in surprise. "What the fuck?" Paul screamed.

Cynthia laughed and hugged John kissing him on the cheek. He arched an eyebrow and looked down at her. "What's all this?"

She smiled. "A party, what's it look like?"

Ringo put his arm around Maurine. "For?"

I smiled. "For everything really! Especially you're new American tour!"

George eyed the snack bar and smiled. "Enough talking. Let's take advantage of the party!" He yelled as he ran to the food. Ringo nodded and followed him.

I poured some wine for everyone and walked around handing people glasses. John stopped me. "Was this Cynthia's idea?" He asked smirking.

I nodded. "Kinda, it was mainly both ours, we felt like the stress was getting to all of you. Especially George." I said looking at him as he attacked the snacks.

John chuckled and took his wine. "Thanks Penn, you sure made my day." He said before turning back to Cynthia.

I walked back to the kitchen with the empty tray and sighed. I really did love the idea of throwing the guys a party with all their…women, but I knew I was going to be an awkward loner. So my original plan was to hand out food and camp out in the kitchen to avoid being a third wheel. I assumed no one would notice. I took a swig of my wine as a loud Little Richard song began to play. I sighed and leaned against the counter. The wind blew in from an open window, ruffling my red dress and brown hair. I looked out the window and thought about mom. I had been thinking about her lately since she moved back to America with Jamie. It was weird living in a country where you had no family.

"You just goin to say in here the whole party?" I turned around to see Ringo smirking at me. "Because it's kinda lame without you."

I scoffed and took another gulp of wine. "Yeah, I thought the Beatles would want to be with their ladies for the night, I'm just here to serve." I said holding up the tray and smiling.

Ringo rolled his eyes and walked over to me. "First of all, it's only John George and I out there playing Go Fish because Pattie, Maurine and Cyn went to the bedroom to look at pictures of Jude." My stomach dropped a little and Ringo must have been thinking the same thing as me. "And I don't even want to know where Paul and Jane are or what they're doin."

I smiled and dropped empty wine my glass into the sink. "Alright Starr, I'll come out." He smiled and walked with me out into the living room where the boys were sitting on the couch playing a card game. I put my hands on my hips. "Wow, calm down boys you look like your having too much fun."

John looked up and smiled. "We are actually." He looked at George and smirked. "Go fish."

George cussed and drew a card. He looked at me. "Wanna play?"

I shook my head. "Nah, you two look like you are in an intense game. I'll wait; I gotta run to the bathroom anyways."

John scoffed. "Suit yourself." He smirked at George. "Got any sevens?"

As I walked down the hall to the stairs I could hear George. "How the hell are you doing that!?"

I laughed and climbed the stairs to go to the bathroom. I walked down another hallway only illuminated by the moon shining through a window in the ceiling. I reached the bathroom but just as I grabbed the handle heard a voice in the room next to me. I looked behind me and focused on the voices.

"Why do you have to leave tomorrow, that's our last day together!"

"Because Donnie needs me in Colorado tomorrow, I can't blow him off again Paul!"

I raised an eyebrow. So that's Paul and Jane in there, well…at least they're not doing what I thought.

"Oh, so you can blow me off but not Donnie? That's bullshit Jane!"

"Not everything's about you Paul!"

"Yeah but everything's about you!"

"Shut up!"

"No! Jane I'm tired of this! You're barley home and when ever you are it's because you have to do some photo shoot with me!"

"I have a job to do Paul! Beside you usually spend time with that stupid mutt of yours!"

"What! Martha?"

"Yeah! Or that friend of yours from America!"

My heart skipped a beat. Was she talking about me? Jane Asher was jealous of me? Nice.

"You know what Jane! Some time you're such a bitch!"

My eyes widened and I covered my mouth stifling a gasp. That was harsh. I stood there for a moment as the air filled with an awkward silence and I heard nothing coming from the room. Finally I Paul spoke.

"Jane…I didn't mean-."

SMACK

"Fuck you Paul!" Jane screamed. I heard stomping getting closer to the door and I scrambled for the bathroom door. Just as the bedroom door slammed open Jane came walking out with red eyes and her fists clenched. She locked eyes with me and burst into tears, then she ran down the stairs. I stood there for a moment wondering if I had witnessed the breakup of a Beatle.

"Whoa." I mumbled.

Paul slowly walked out clutching his cheek. He looked down the hall and sighed. He turned around but stopped, noticing me. He narrowed his eyes. "Were you eavesdropping on us?"

Time to win an Oscar Penny. I scoffed. "Me? No! I just was going to the bathroom, that's all."

Paul raised an eyebrow."In there?" I nodded. "That's the closet Penny."

My eyes widened and I opened to door to find towels stacked and cleaning supplies. I closed the door and nodded. "I know…"

He sighed. "Well whatever you heard, it's not my fault."

I nodded. "Oh I know, nothings ever your fault Macca."

He scowled at me. "Oh so you're mad at me too?" I shook my head and he put his hands on his hips revealing his cheek that had a red handprint on it. "What's your deal then?"

I shrugged and heard footsteps. I turned to see John walking down the hallway towards us. "Anyone care to tell me why Jane just ran out my front door crying her eyes out?" He looked at Paul's cheek and smirked. "I suggest you start. And it better have nothing to do with why you two are ALONE and upstairs in the dark."

Paul sighed. "Jane just got all defensive because I was pissed that she had to leave for Colorado for this stupid movie."

John arched an eyebrow. "Paul, she's an actress. That's what actresses do. They go places to make movies." John looked at me. "What are you doing up here? Bathroom's down stairs."

Paul scoffed and turned to me. "Yeah, go on Penny, since you were so keen to hear the whole damn thing, you tell him what happened."

I narrowed my eyes. "Watch it McCartney." I hissed stepping closer getting nose to nose with him.

John stepped in between us. "Alright you two, calm the hell down." He looked at Paul. "Just give Jane a few days to cool off and the whole thing will blow over."

I backed away and walked down the stairs. My head was steaming I was so pissed. He has no right to treat me like that! Just because he has problems with his girlfriends doesn't mean he has to be a dick to me!

"You okay Penny?" George asked walking up to me.

I groaned and grabbed the beer out of his hands taking a giant swig from the brown bottle causing my head to spin. George took a step back. "Alright, I'll take that as a no."

I slammed the bottle on the table and walked out the front door slamming it behind me. I left my jacket there but I really didn't give a damn. I was so pissed I just needed to get home. This party had crashed and burned and it was all Paul's fault. I walked into my house just as my phone started ringing. Assuming it was Paul I ignored it. I turned on the T.V. and sat on my couch. The phone rang again and I groaned. I stomped over to it and picked it up. "Yes?" I asked agitated.

"Penny? Oh thank god I've been trying to reach you all day." My mom's voice said on the other line. She sounded scared.

My mood instantly went from angry to terrified from the tone of her voice. "Mom, are you okay?"

She took in a shaky breath. "It's Jamie."

I griped the phone tight causing my knuckles to turn white. "What's wrong with Jamie?"

Mom sighed. "He has Peritonitis…" My heart shattered into a million pieces. I remembered Ringo telling me he had this and the doctors said he was going to die at eight. Mom's next words made me want to vomit. "They said he won't make it. So…I want you to come down and be with us."

Tears began to form in my eyes and I nodded. "I'll catch a plane as soon as I can."

Three Days Later…

"Penny we know you're in there! Open the door, its hot out and people are starting to recognize us!"

I sighed. "She probably knows I'm with you, she isn't going to open the door John."

John scoffed. "Serves you right you dickhead." He said bending down and lifting up a flower pot. "Lucky you, I know where the spare key is." He said as he unlocked the door and walked inside.

I followed him in and sighed. "No one's home John."

John walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. "Guess so. Well, we can wait if you want."

I shook my head turning back around to walk outside. "Nah, let's just come back later..." I trailed off when a piece of folded paper fell off the back of the door. I picked it up and called John over.

He grabbed the paper and unfolded it, reading it aloud.

Dear John, Paul George or Ringo,

I'm sure one of you has broken into my house so whomever it is this is addressed to you. As you may have noticed I'm obviously not home and I won't be home for a while. Jamie is sick with Peritonitis and it's a very bad case of it. The doctors say he barley has any time left. I'm sorry for not saying goodbye but I had no choice. I'll be back as soon as I can.

Penny

P.S. Tell Paul I'm sorry for leaving on such bad terms. I'm not mad at him.

John stared at the paper for a while before crumpling it and throwing it to the ground. He ran out the door and into the street ignoring all the girls crowding around him.

I stood there dumbfounded. Well Paul, you certainly blew it…

Top of the mornin to ye!

Hope this chapter was enjoyable for all of you readers! It was a lot of fun to write. I'm sorry it took me so long to update. I just kept reviewing and changing things but finally I hit the jackpot and knew when I found the right way to send Penny away! MUAHAHAHAHAHA! Anywho, hope you are all having a great life and such! Please R&R! Love you all!

~Stay Classy