It was 6 a.m. and George had barely slept all night. He'd been cuddled up to Liz most of the night while she slept soundly, only dozing off a few times. He sighed and tried to go back to sleep again, but his mind was running a billion miles an hour. He turned over onto his side away from Liz and closed his eyes. He felt Liz turn over in the bed and she our her arm over his waist. he put her hand over hers and pulled her closer to him. He felt her against his back and she kissed the back of his neck lightly. He sighed again and turned back over to face her. She was half awake and looking at him sleepily. He kissed her gently and she snuggled up to him and nuzzled into his shirt collar before falling back asleep with her arms around him. George had his arms around her waist and he held onto her as he became sleepy again. He shut his eyes and nuzzled into her dark hair as he drifted into sleep.
He soon found himself in a dream...
He was waking up in his house early in the morning. He saw Liz was asleep next to him very pregnant. He didn't find this strange in any way as he got up and got ready for work. It was still dark out and the sun was just barely peaking over the horizon, like it always did when he got up for work. when he was dressed and ready to go he bent over Liz and kissed her forehead.
"I'm going to work, love," he whispered to her. She nodded and kissed his mouth sleepily before she said goodbye to him and left. He went to his car and drove to the Apple corps. studio where John, Paul, and Ringo were already there tuning up and getting ready for another day of recording. He pulled out his guitar silently and tuned it up. He was still very sleepy and all he wished to do in that moment was to go back to sleep with Liz there to cuddle. John and Paul took notice of him and they smiled as Ringo waved.
"hullo, Geo," Ringo said smiling, "How you doing?"
"Oh I think I'm alright,"George said trying to hide his slight fatigue. Ringo nodded and went back to focusing on his drum kit. John sat down in his usual seat and Offered George a cigarette. He took it and nodded.
"Ta," he said in a slight mutter.
"So, how's Lizzie doing?" Paul spoke up asking the question everyone's been dying to get to. George chuckled and shook his head.
"She's miserable." George said with a chuckle. "She starting to get impatient too." Paul and John chuckled.
"She's nine months pregnant, George, she's gonna be impatient." John said with another chuckle. "I'm sure you're just as impatient."
George laughed, "I was past impatient when she hit six months, John." They all laughed a bit and they were told to get started on their recording for the day. They played a few songs through until George martin said there was a call from Liz at the front desk. He nodded and left the room. He went to the front and the secretary giggled as she handed over the phone.
"Hello." he said with a sigh. He knew who it was already, and he wondered what was going on at home.
"Hi, um George," Liz said sounding some what nervous, "You gotta come home now." George frowned.
"Why? What's wrong? Are you alright?" George asked suddenly worried about her and the baby.
"George, just please, I think the baby's coming and I need you!" Liz exclaimed with a yelp. George's eyes widened and he stuttered into the phone.
"A-Alright, J-just give me a minute to get th-there..."George said before hanging up and running back into the recording booth to get his coat. The other saw how in a hurry he was and they frowned at him.
"Where you going, George?" Paul asked as George ran back to the door.
He turned around and smiled like a maniac, "I'm gonna go have a baby." he said simply. He walked out the door quickly with cheer erupting behind him. He hurried out to his car and raced to pick Liz up. When he got there she got quickly into the car and George raced them to the hospital.
George's dream jumped to when he was placed in the waiting room. He didn't like that one bit. He wanted to be with Liz, but the doctors shoved him out of the room. He was suddenly very impatient. He was pacing the floor when John, Paul, Ringo, and the girls got there. They looked excited and some what worried. George was finally called back into Liz's room and she had her eyes closed.
George walked up to her and took her hand. she smiled up at him and he grinned at her.
"How you doing, Lizzie?" he asked quietly. she took a deep breath.
"I doing good at the moment,"she said with a sigh. George noticed she was a bit sweaty,and he grabbed a rag and wiped her face a bit. she smiled at him again as the doctor came back in.
"Well Mr. and Mrs. Harrison,"he said, "I have some news on your little baby."
George beamed and Liz giggled at him, "what is it?" Liz asked.
"well, You're close to being able to have the baby, but not quite. It may take a while for that to happen also." the doctor said.
"How long's a while?" George asked impatiently.
"Um, it ranges from a few hours to a couple of days." the doctor said. Liz nodded but George sighed, "There are a few things you can do to speed up the process."
George's dream moved him forward again to nearly 18 hours later. It was 6 A.M. the following day, and everybody had been waiting at the hospital since the day before. Liz was extremely tired and she'd been working most of the night to have this little baby. George stood with her the whole time and he finally got to see his little baby an hour later. he'd never forget that day, ever. It was 7 a.m. on a Sunday morning when his little Jenny had been born. The doctor handed the little baby to Liz and she laughed and started to cry. she held their little girl in her arms and spoke to her softly. Liz looked at George she handed her ti her daddy and he gasped when he his little girl.
"Hello my Jenny," he said, his voice becoming very watery, "remember me? I'm your daddy." he kissed the baby's tiny forehead and He looked at Liz with a wide smile. He leaned over her and gave her a kiss before carrying jenny out so the others could see her. They oohed and aahed over the little thing and She got passed around to everybody to hold her. George got her back and he brought her back to Liz. she cuddled the little baby girl as she feel asleep in her mum's arms. George sat down and he grabbed Liz's hand and sat back in his seat...
George sat bolt right up in the bed, startling Liz out of her sleep. The sun had come up and George looked at his watch in realization. He hoped it wasn't too late. 6:30, they still had time. Liz looked at him in confusion as he hopped up off the bed and pulled on his shoes.
"George, love," Liz said in a sleepy voice, "what's going on?"
"We gotta go," he said suddenly, "It's A.M." Liz frowned at him, but got out of bed and put her shoes on as well before they went to John and Cynthia's room. John opened the door, looking like he'd been up for a while.
"Get Cyn, we have to go." George said firmly. John nodded and grabbed Cynthia by the hand before they raced down the street.
"George, could you please explain to me why we have to go right now?" Liz asked, a bit cranky from being woken up.
"Jenny,"George said simply, "She was born on Sunday, December 6, 1965 at 7:00 A.M." he informed them. Liz froze and stared at him. He looked back at her and waited for her to say something.
"You remember all that?" John asked breaking the silence.
Of course I do," George muttered as they got into a car, "She's my daughter, why wouldn't I?"
John shrugged as the car started driving towards their desired location. George looked at his watch again; 6:49, they were running out of time fast. They drive took longer than any of them liked and when they got there, George looked at his watch again, "6:57, guys we have to hurry." he said running toward the tower. They started to climb up to the top, but there were a lot of people there. There was a large crowd and they had a hard time getting to the top.
They finally made it to the top and George looked at his watch, and his heart dropped as he tried to catch his breath, 7:15. He looked around just in case, but the only thing he saw was a not sitting on a ledge with something rather lumpy on top to keep it from blowing away. He walked up to it and felt like breaking down right there.
Liz looked around, and didn't take any notice of George and what he'd found. John and Cynthia were slowly making there way to George, so Liz followed them. George handed the note to John to read as he started at the make shift paper weight in his hands. John gasped when he read the note to himself and looked around frantically. He them looked over the ledge and his breath caught. He reached down over the ledge as Cynthia took the note from him. She busted into tears and Liz watched as John continued to reach over the ledge for something. There was a small squeal when he grabbed his desired target and pulled what ever it was into his arms. He started sobbing and Liz got a clear look at what he was so desperately trying to save from falling.
Julian was in his father's arms, and Liz took in a deep breath. Julian clutched onto John and Cynthia was weeping with pure joy that they got him back. John refused to let go of him and Julian didn't seem to mind at all. Liz suddenly had a terrible thought, if Julian had been there, where was Jenny. Liz looked at George, suddenly very pale, and she saw that he was literally weeping as he stood there clutching something in his hands.
"George,"she said in a water voice, "What about Jenny?" he looked at her and held out the contents of his hands. She took it and stared at it before gasping. George took the note out of Cynthia's hand and read it quickly. It didn't give much away, and George could barley handle all this anymore. He looked back at Liz and she still looked confused as John and Cynthia walked up to her to look at what was in her arms.
"Do you know where Jenny is?" John asked Julian quietly. Jules shook his head and Cynthia took him from John.
"George," Liz said as tears started to stream down her face, "where's Jenny?" George looked back at her and took the object back from her.
"I don't know," he said in a whisper. John Walked up and looked at the object.
"What's that?" he asked gently. Liz let out a sob and slid into the floor as George looked at John, tears still falling onto his cheeks.
"It's Chuck."