A/N: This chapter gets a bit racy, so if you don't like it please don't read it. I don't want to offend anyone, Thanks :)
Rachael's P.O.V.
"Paul I don't think you get it. I'm not just some quick shag." I motioned towards the kids who were playing on the beach. "Those kids are real. This is real. I have to be mom. But you don't have to be dad. You can go back to your life, no questions asked. I can't." He looked slightly dejected, he just stared at me.
Paul's P.O.V.
He thought about what she had said or a second. Rachael was right; he could leave tomorrow and never see any of them ever again. For god sakes, he was a Beatle after all. He could have any woman in the world at the snap of a finger. Was he really ready for this? Well, the kids weren't the problem, he adored Lillian and William, and he even loved Holly. He wouldn't be here if he didn't. Being alone was really starting to get at him too. Ever since Jane left it was only himself and Martha at the house. The parties and clubs were beginning to become quite tiresome. A different girl every night also was tedious; they didn't mean anything to him. He and his band had finally established themselves in the studio, so there was no touring. Paul couldn't think of a more perfect situation to bring children and a wife into.
'Whoa' it finally hit him, 'Paul McCartney the family man.' It had a nice ring to it. He must've been thinking for quite a while because Rachael started up again,
"See, it's not just one vacation to Greece, it's for the long run." He was upset that she was having doubts about this,
"Really Rachael, I think we can make this work." She looked so miserable; he couldn't help but feel his heart break,
"And what if it doesn't? Do you just disappear? You promised Lillian you wouldn't."
"I'm not going anywhere, babe. We can do it. Please." She slid on her sunglasses and looked away from him,
"I don't know. I'll think about it." She stood up walking towards the kids, she slid on a cheerful face,
"Are you guys ready to go?" They ran over to her and grabbed on to either side of her dress. Paul got up and hid his heartbreak by putting on a cheerful face similar to Rachael's.
Rachael's P.O.V.
It was nearly 5 o'clock when we arrived back at the hotel. Paul and I wouldn't speak to each other, but we put on smiling faces for the kids. Will and Lil ran off to play in their room and I laid Holly down on the floor in the living room with a blanket for a nap. I went into the bedroom to go get ready for the date. I started searching through my closet for the dress, I heard Paul walk into the room and silently groaned, I really didn't want to talk with him right now, especially after our discussion on the beach. I ignored him and continued to get ready,
"So, we're not going to talk about this?" He asked following me around,
"Paul, I really don't think there's anything left for us to say. We aren't right for each other, and you know it. You don't have to feel obligated to be with me just because we had a kid together. I've been fine on my own for quite some time now." I really didn't mean for it to sound that harsh. I glanced at Paul, he looked furious. 'Great' I thought, 'Now it's going to be an all out shouting match. At least the kid's room was far enough away so that they couldn't hear us.' He came at me pushing me against the wall, it stunned me a bit,
Paul's P.O.V.
He couldn't believe what she had just said, it wasn't his fault he wasn't there to help her, he didn't even know they had a kid. She was the one who left. She wouldn't even look him straight in the eye, he was completely enraged, he pushed her against the wall holding her there,
"Oh, so now you're saying there's been nothing between us all this time? It's not MY fucking fault that YOU left, YOU didn't have to do this alone, YOU could have told me" he yelled squeezing her arms and shaking her against the wall a slight harder than he anticipated.
She struggled with him, his vise grip impaling her arms.
"You want to fight? Go ahead, fight me," he said, dropping her wrist. "Let's hear it" he said.
Rachael's P.O.V.
I couldn't believe the way Paul was treating me. He had me up against the wall screaming at me. I thought better of it and kept quiet. I wasn't going to argue with him. I was simply not going to deal with him tonight.
Paul's P.O.V.
Paul stood there a few moments standing nose to nose with her, his anger still raging at the surface.
"Well?" He roared. She just stared at him blankly; Paul realized what he had just done. He felt like an arse, he hadn't meant for the argument to escalate to this,
"Oh God, Rachael I'm sorry." Someone knocked on the front door, it must be Marianne,
"Just wait here, I'll go get the kids, please don't leave. We really need to talk."
Rachael's P.O.V.
I watched him sprint out of the room to give the kids to Marianne, my vacant gaze instantaneously fell, and I broke down. I ran over to the bed and began crying into the pillow. I shook from sobbing so hard, I couldn't help it, why was he making this so difficult? I just wanted some time to think about it, and he blew up. I heard Paul tear into the room and race over to the bed.
"Sweetheart please stop crying, I didn't mean what I said, and I didn't mean to be so rough." He tried touching me, I immediately squirmed away. I looked up at him,
"Please don't touch me." He reached for my hand, I swatted at him,
"No Paul. Listen to me. I asked for some time to think about it, and you blew up. That's not fair." I saw a tear escape from his eye, I started crying into the pillow again, I stayed there for a while he laid down next to me and pulled me close, I gave up and let him hold me.
"I'm so sorry." He kept whispering in my ear. I don't know what came over me but I finally forgave him, it was both of our faults that we were upset, I was too stubborn and he was too rough. At last I stopped crying, completely drained from this dispute. He looked down at me and began kissing my cheeks where the tears had fallen,
"It's okay." I whispered, he stopped and looked me straight in the eye,
"Really?" I nodded.
"But there's another reason right here why we can't be together." I answered sadly,
"What?"
"We argue too much." I looked down at my hands, "I don't think I could handle that all of the time." He buried his face into my neck,
"I'll change, darling. I promise." I nodded, if this was what he wanted. We laid wrapped together for a while, Paul fell asleep and I untangled myself from him. I got ready for my date with Robert, I was going to tell him that I couldn't see him; it wouldn't be fair to Paul. I applied my makeup so no one could tell that I had been crying. I heard the bathroom door open, I turned around Paul came over and wrapped his arms around my waist, he gave a kiss on the cheek while I reached over on the counter to grab my purse,
"Go back to sleep, I'll be back soon." He held my hand with a firm grip,
"Don't go." He gave me one last kiss on the cheek,
"Trust me, it'll be better if I get this meeting over with." He nodded and let me depart. I still felt horrible; he thought I was going to see a lawyer not another man.
Rachael's P.O.V.
I met Robert in the lobby, he greeted me cheerfully, I wasn't in the mood.
"Rachael, have you been crying?" I cringed a bit,
"Is it really that obvious?" He nodded and gave me a hug,
"Rough day?" I nodded,
"Let's go get a drink." I relented, what could one drink hurt? We didn't say much during the cab ride there, but we made it inside.
Robert and I sat down at the bar making small talk, he ordered us drinks and winked at the bar tender, I was taken aback,
"What was that about?" I whispered. Robert tilted his head to the side,
"I thought you knew?" He asked,
"Knew what?" He blushed a little bit and leaned over
"I'm gay." He whispered. My mouth dropped open,
"No?" He chuckled,
"How drunk were you last night?" I giggled and swatted at him.
"We were not drunk. Just tipsy. Here I am thinking you were some creep trying to go on a date and thinking you were going to get lucky. I'm so embarrassed!"
"Don't be!" He said chuckling, "Alright, I finally got you to smile. Now tell me why you were crying." I sighed and told him about what had happened. While I was telling the story I strategically left out the details that would give away Paul's identity. After I finished Robert looked concerned,
"He does love you." I shrugged
"What if it doesn't work?" Robert took my hand,
"Of course it will!" He was actually giving me some hope. It was nice to talk to Robert as a friend, not a date. We gossiped for the next few hours until he dropped me off back at the hotel,
"Let's have drinks again tomorrow night!" I giggled, he was so charming and sweet. I agreed and pecked him on the cheek while making my way back to the room. Things were finally starting to go my way.
Paul's P.O.V.
After Rachael had gone, he napped for a few hours. Around 8 o'clock Marianne had dropped the already sleeping children off. Paul tucked them in and went back to the bedroom to continue dozing.
Around an hour later he heard the door open. Rachael tiptoed in past him and went into the bathroom.
Rachael's P.O.V.
When I entered the suite I checked on the kids, Marianne must've already dropped them off because they were sound asleep. I tiptoed past an already sleeping Paul to the bathroom. I stripped off my dress and took off my jewelry before stepping into the hot spray of the shower. I rinsed my makeup off and stood under the water relaxing a bit, and began shampooing my hair. That was until I felt a pair of hands on my hips
"Hey Rach" I nearly jumped out of my skin as he stepped in the shower. He surprised me. Paul held on tight pressing himself against my back. I was still rinsing the soap out of my hair,
"How did the meeting go?"
"Great." I wasn't lying; my 'meeting' had gone extremely well. Robert and I were becoming fast friends. Even though Paul didn't know about him, I figured it would be better to spare him the details than to try to explain it all to him. He ran his fingers through my hair and once all the soap was gone he began kissing my neck up along my jaw to my mouth. He reached up from my waist and cautiously reached for my breast, I let him and he gave it a light squeeze,
I had yet to open my eyes and look at him when he said, "Turn around, let me see you." He whispered, Paul let go and I turned facing him.
Paul's P.O.V.
He looked her up and down, she was unbelievable. How had he let her slip away all those years ago? She turned around so he could get a look from behind. She examined every inch of her, she was perfect. He couldn't help but feel remorseful,
"I missed you" He whispered quietly while wrapping his arms around her once again.
Rachael's P.O.V.
I knew exactly what he meant. I had to admit I missed him every day since I had left. Every time I looked at Lillian I couldn't help but see him.
"Me too." We stood there holding each other for quite a while,
Paul's P.O.V.
Her warmness and the pressure of her pressed against his front were having a very definite effect upon him. Paul found himself throbbing, achingly hard. He wanted her desperately.
Rachael's P.O.V.
Paul's hardness was pressing against my hip,
"Rachael" He groaned gruffly. I started rubbing against him, he leaned over slanting his mouth over mine. His hands roamed my body lingering on my hips and then my breasts. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his kissed down my body, stopping to suck and lightly nibble each nipple. He turned around and shut off the water, opening the glass door while grabbing a towel. He wrapped it around me then picked me up and carried me, dripping wet onto the bed. He gently put me down and positioned himself on top of me. He began kissing me again, I could feel his hardness pressing against my thigh, his fingers found my slit he stroked me softly,
"Oh, love," he moaned, "you're so wet. " He positioned himself right outside my opening, and looked at me for the okay, I nodded and he slowly entered me moaning loudly,
"God, you're so fucking tight..." He exclaimed hoarsely, and his actions became faster. My breath caught in my throat, I grabbed the bed sheets forcefully. His hands gripped my hips as he drove himself into me roughly and fast, and I soon began whimpering when he slowed down, just to tease.
Paul's P.O.V.
"Do you love me?" he asked in a hoarse, breathless voice. He slammed into her hard and withdrew almost the whole way, then slid in deep again. His breathing was ragged and damp bangs caught on his forehead. His eyes smoldering staring deeply into hers, glittering anxiously. She moaned and clutched him; Paul pulled back again.
"Tell me you love me," he whispered, holding himself outside of her. She stared into his eyes, her breath coming in tiny, low gasps.
"I need you," she groaned, her nails digging into his shoulders; that did it for him
Rachael's P.O.V.
Paul had a slightly detached look, His eyes are distant, his brow furrowed while biting his lip and panting heavily. We both inched closer and closer to our breaking points. All at once, my body locked itself and my back arched uncontrollably. Paul tightened his grip and continued to thrust.
"That's a good girl. Come for me," he growled, punctuating it with one final drive. He plunged as deeply as he could, pushing my body downward so that he could fill me more. He let out a loud noise vaguely representing my name as he came, he was dripping with sweat as he collapsed on me. I ran my fingers through his hair pushing his damp bangs away from his eyes,he lay there in the crook of my neck, the both of us trying to get our breath back.
After a few minutes, I felt Paul's strong arm wrap around my waist, pulling me near him. He kissed my forehead and then my lips,
"Christ, I love you." He buried his face into my neck and after a bit I felt his breathing slow, while he let out a soft snore. I let out a sigh out relieved that he hadn't heard me answer him, I hadn't told him that I loved him.
Paul's P.O.V.
He couldn't remember a time that it had ever been that good, it troubled him a bit though, why didn't she say she loved him back? Whatever, she was probably just caught up in the moment. He fell asleep fell asleep in the most satisfied, and relaxed mood he had ever felt.
Rachael's P.O.V.
I waited until I was certain he was sound asleep, I gently unwound myself from his embrace and left a pillow in my place. I threw on my short black silk robe and snuck out of the bedroom; shutting the door without a sound. I needed some time to think about what had just happened, I looked in on the kids. Will and Lily were sleeping, Holly was half awake, When I peeked over the edge of her crib she kicked her feet and reached up for me. I picked her up and cradled her in my arms, I left the room and made my way to the front door. Thankfully the door was partially open, the floor was ours after all, so we didn't have to worry about any unexpected visitors. The Starkey's door was open a crack I peeked my head in, Mo was sitting on the couch with Jason looking at a magazine,
"Mo." I whispered she put down her magazine and looked around the room, she didn't see me, I called for her again, she finally caught on and rushed over to the door with Jason, She slid out of the room,
"Rachael, how'd the date go?" I led her farther down the hall and into a small niche.
"Mo, I slept with him." Her eyebrows shot up,
"You slept with Robert?"
"No, I slept with Paul. Robert's gay." She stared at me for a moment trying to decide if I was telling the truth or not,
"Wait what happened? Start from the beginning" I quickly went through the nights event's, Mo listened absorbedly,
"And when he told me he loved me, I didn't answer." I finished,
"Do you?" I shrugged my shoulders,
"I don't know. It's all too quick." She nodded,
"Mo what do I do?" It took her a moment to think,
"Well first off, I suppose you did the right thing by not saying it if you truly don't mean it yet. Where is Paul right now?" I pointed back towards the room,
"He's sleeping." She bit her lip,
"I warned you he doesn't take anything slowly." I agreed,
"I'm just scared. What if it doesn't work out?" She looked sympathetic,
"Rach, just give it time, things happen for a reason." I gave her a final hug, we walked back down the hall together,
"Robert and I are going out for drinks tomorrow night, want to come?"
"Did you tell Paul?" I shook my head,
"I told him I was meeting with my lawyers to discuss William." She grinned,
"Rach, that's a great cover up. I'll definitely be there." We gave each other one-armed hugs in order to not disturb the now resting Holly or Jason and returned back to our own suites. I replaced Holly back into her crib and stood there watching her for nearly an hour, letting my mind wander. I felt arms enclose around my midsection,
"I woke up and you weren't there." Paul mumbled groggily into my ear and gave me a kiss on my temple,
"Sorry, Holly was upset." We stood there for a while watching the baby,
"Was Lily ever that tiny?" I smiled a little bit,
"Yeah, for a long time." I leaned down and gave her a kiss on the forehead, Paul reached around and caressed her cheek. Paul took my hand and led me back to the room, carting me into bed. I glanced over at the clock, nearly midnight. He pulled me on top of himself. Paul grabbed the comforter and pulled it up around us until we were enclosed in a blanket nest. He fell back into slumber, I couldn't. I laid there for ages just thinking- occasionally about everything, and every so often about nothing. I watched the minutes tick by on the clock, it was just about 2:30 when I heard Holly fussing, Paul awoke with a start, while I calmly got out of bed, and made a bottle for her. I took her and brought her back to the bedroom,
"Holly?" He inquired partially opening a single sleepy eye.
"Yeah." I leaned back against the headboard feeding Holly, Paul scooted up a tad and played with her toes wiggling them about and trying to tickle them, she gave him a drippy grin and pulled her feet up in the air, I watched him interact with the baby, I had to admit it was pretty charming the way he was with children. After some time Holly tired herself out and fell asleep, I placed her on her tummy between Paul and I. He rubbed her back gently, I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the telephone,
"Who are you calling?" He queried,
"My sister, it's about 6:00 back home." He nodded and continued rubbing the baby's back. The phone rang and finally someone picked up,
"Hello?" It was Kelley,
"Kell, it's Rachael."
"Hey, I have a question for you." She sounded upset,
"What?" My mind raced anything could be happening over on her end and I didn't know what,
"Can you watch Holly… until April?" I heard her let out a sob. My heart stopped, that was nearly seven months away,
"Kelley, what happened?"
"I can't talk about it, but how is she?" My mind sped through yesterday's events. I decided to sugarcoat it as much as I could; I didn't need her to be any more distressed than she already was,
"She's sleeping right next to me. We had a bit of a scare with her cough, but we got it taken care of. We made it to Greece just fine."
"That's good, thank you so much." Her voice broke again and I heard her weeping.
"What's the matter, are you hurt?"
"Rach, I can't talk about it but I'm fine, and so is Daniel."
"So you're going to be gone until April? Kelley, you're going to miss Christmas and Holly's Birthday."
"I know, and this is the last time you can call this number because we're going to be moving around quite a bit but I have the telephone number for your apartment, so I'll call when I can okay?" I was still dumbfounded,
"Okay. I love you, be safe alright?"
"I will, miss you like crazy." I was about to hang up the phone until I heard her call for me,
"Rach, one last thing?"
"Yeah, anything, what?" I was trying to get as much information out of her as possible,
"Tell Holly I love her. Take good care of her for me."
"I will. I promise." Kelley clicked off without another word and I placed the phone back on the cradle. Paul looked up at me,
"What's the matter?" I shrugged,
"I'm taking care of Holly until April." Paul's eyebrows shot up,
"Is your sister okay?" I shrugged again,
"I don't know. She wouldn't tell me what happened. All she told me was that neither she nor Daniel was hurt, and that she'd call as often as she could." I saw the door crack open a bit, Paul and I turned around as Lil and William stuck their heads in the room,
"Mummy we had bad dreams."
"Both of you?" They nodded.
"Could we sleep with you?" I patted the bed and they both ran over as fast as their little legs could carry them. The bed was too elevated for them to crawl onto so they held up their arms as Paul dragged them on. The pair crawled under the comforter and immediately fell asleep. It finally hit me, I had 3 kids. Paul was situating himself between all the little bodies. I fell back into my pillow finally falling asleep.
Rachael's P.O.V.
"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Paul asked stepping into the bedroom. We had just returned from out day on the beach. The kids were out in the living room having dinner in front of the T.V., Holly was with Marianne.
"No, I'll be fine. Maureen's coming with me." I pulled out a dress from the closet and took off my bikini. Paul was watching me from the bed, and whistled. I turned around and flipped him the bird,
"You're a perv." He chuckled and walked over,
"You're sexy." I pulled it over my head and walked over to the bathroom, Paul followed me in. I began putting on makeup Paul was leaning against me kissing my neck. I swatted at him,
"Behave yourself." He continued to the point where he was moaning and rubbing against my back,
"Rachael." He groaned,
"Nope, sorry I have to go." He started whining,
"Come 'ead you're not going to leave me with a stiffy, are you?" I giggled a bit,
"Sorry, you did it to yourself."
Paul's P.O.V.
Paul watched as she left the room giving a kiss to each of the kids, and talking to them. He took a moment to calm himself down, then walked out.
"What, no kiss for daddy?" He asked giving her a cheeky smile, he walked over and pulled her into a kiss. He snuck some tongue in as well. That was until he heard the kids,
"EWW!" Lillian and Willy were peeking their heads over the top of the couch, he pulled away and winked at them and went back to a giggling Rachael. He leaned her back and continued kissing her and ended it with a loud smack. He stood her back up and balanced her sending her away with a cuff on the bum,
"See you later" He fluttered his eyelashes at her, she rolled her eyes and gave them a wave before leaving to get Maureen. After she left Paul went back over to the couch and sat down to pick at what the kids hadn't eaten. The three of them watched the telly for a while until Lily spoke up,
"Daddy, we're bored." He looked over at the little girl, she was leaning up against William on the couch messing with his hair. The little boy didn't seem to notice, he was focused on the cartoon that was on.
"What do you want to do?" Lillian bent down to whisper something in Williams ear. The boy tore his attention from the cartoon and started discussing something with her. Paul watched this unfold completely amused, they were like little adults.
"Well?" The children looked up, finally reaching a verdict.
"We want to go on a walk, but we don't want those ladies following us" It took Paul a minute to realize what they were talking about- they didn't want the fans to recognize them and mob Paul.
"Follow me." He said getting up from the couch and walking up and over into the bedroom closet. He reached up on the shelf and pulled down a bag. Paul took out a hat and handed it to William, while taking one for himself. He walked over to Rachael's Closet and got out sunhat for Lily and plopped it on her head. They went out to the front room and threw on sunglasses, their disguises were complete. The three of them left to go down to the boardwalk.
They strolled around for an hour or two before the kids were too tired to continue. He picked them up and brought them back to the hotel tucking them in. He walked over to Marianne's room and got Holly and left her in her crib. He told Ritch to keep an ear out for the kids, he left his wallet down on the boardwalk. Paul walked downstairs and searched around for a while until he thankfully found it. That was until he spotted Rachael and Maureen. The two women were walking back to the hotel dripping off some bloke. Paul was confused, that certainly didn't look like a lawyer. He was about to walk up to them but was instantly enraged when he saw Rachael giving the man a kiss and a hug. They without a doubt they were way too friendly with each other, the thought finally hit him, Rachael was cheating on him.