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Chapter 13

Ebony was sitting on the couch with the Beatles in Hamburg. She could barely believe it as she and George talked about randomness. She learned things about him she already knew, but she didn't wanna look suspicious. Especially with Ringo already suspecting something. After a long time of talking to George she asked about John and George made a face.

"He doesn't like talking to people I suppose." He shrugged and picked out a few chords on his guitar, "He's older than the rest of us, well except Ringo, but still."

Ebony really wanted to talk to him just to see if she could get close to this John like she did the other one she'd known. She left George on the dirty couch and went to find John. She found him outside smoking with Ringo, and she didn't feel so sure of herself anymore.

Ringo saw her before she could get back inside and called her over to them. She came and stood between them nervously.

"So, you're Ebony?" John asked with a childishly sly grin. She suppressed her smile and nodded.

"Yep, And you're John?" she asked, though she already knew exactly who he was. He nodded and put his arm around her waist. She cocked at eyebrow at him and Ringo seemed to figure out for sure she was the girl he'd saved a few years ago from seeming her next to John. What confused him was that the guy she was with was John, but he looked so much older then.

"Why're you staring at me like that?" Ebony asked cautiously. Ringo snapped his gaze away and put out his cigarette before hurrying back inside. John chuckled and removed his arm from around her waist. Ebony immediately shivered and leaned against the brick wall behind them. John noticed and gave her his coat. She gratefully took it, and he only gave her enough time to put it on before she felt his lips against hers. She was surprised by him, but she didn't protest.

the only thing that bothered her was it didn't feel the same way it had when he'd kissed her before. Though he was younger than the John she'd kissed and slowly fallen in love with, he was still John Lennon so why didn't it feel the same.

When he pulled away, he grinned at her and she bit her lip. she stepped into him and put her head against his chest, trying to find some sort of similarity in the two Johns. He pushed her back gently and swiped the hair out of her face before walking back into the semi warm building.

Ebony felt like crying. He was nothing like the John she knew. He was younger, and she wanted her older John back. She looked around and headed back toward the building with a sigh. She was stopped when someone caught her eye. It was John, her John, walking down the street looking around worriedly.

She called out to him and started to run after him.

John woke up after about an hour of sleep, and sighed. He knew he'd never get to sleep if he didn't know where Ebony was. He decided to go walk around and look for her for a bit, hoping she hadn't ended up in a dark alley with some dirty teddy boy. As he walked he passed plenty of bars and clubs, but he didn't look into any of them. He didn't know exactly where his other self was, but he knew he and George, Paul and Ringo were there someplace. He hoped his younger self hadn't found Ebony first too. She'd be thoroughly disappointed about what he'd been like at the age of 20.

He walked a little father, and noticed he was getting close to the place he and the lads had stayed and wondered if Ebony was with them. He hoped not, but he also hoped she'd be with them and she was relatively safe. He sighed again and looked at his watch. It said 4:30 a.m. He didn't even know if it was right or not, nor did he care at the moment. He was about to give up when he heard his name being called. He looked around as he walked and shrugged it off. It got louder and louder as he went, so he turned around and was met by a breathless Ebony. Wordlessly he brought her into his arms and hugged her tighter and more affectionately than he'd hugged anybody in his life. She hugged him back and he noticed she was crying as he pulled back from her.

"Ebony?" he asked wiping her face tenderly, "What's wrong, love?" she hugged him again and he sighed and kissed the top of her head.

"I can't believe it's you." she sobbed into him, "I met George and Paul and Ringo and-," she stopped and saw John had a pained expression on his face.

He pushed her hair back gently, not like his younger self had before, softer and sweeter, "I'm sorry, if I said or did anything Ebony." he said as she started to cry again. He hugged her to him again and swallowed hard.

"You kissed me, John." she said simply. That's when he noticed she was wearing his old jacket. he fingered it and told her she had to give it back. She grimaced, and pulled him across the street to the place the Beatles were staying.

She left John on the step and went inside. She looked at the three on the couch and wondered where Ringo was.

"Hello, Ebony." George said cheerily, "What're you up to?"

"Oh I just came back to give John his coat." ebony plopped the coat down in John's lap and started back out the door.

"Oi!" John protested, "Where do you think you're going?"

"I'm going home," she lied with a sweet smile, "Thank you for helping me, but I have to go now." she waved to Paul and George before starting out the door again. John got up and grabbed her arm roughly.

"You can't go yet, love." he said in a low voice, "I've only just met ya,"

Ebony looked at him and really hoped he wasn't serious, "Well, Maybe I'll see you later, bye John." she pulled out of the tight grip he had on her arm and ran down the stairs before he could get a hold of her again. She ran out of the building and right into John. She sighed and snuggled into him as he wrapped his arms around her. When she pulled back he kissed her lips the right way. The way he had every other time. She was so glad to have him, the right him, back she immediately kissed him back and wrapped her arms around him.

When he pulled back he took he hand and pulled her with him back to the dirty ratty hotel room he gotten to stay in. It was late and John knew Ebony was more than tired, and he realized he was too so he got down next to her and closed his eyes. She looked over at him and bit her lip hesitantly before pulling the blanket up around them and snuggling up to him. He didn't resist and he wrapped his arms around her lovingly before going off to sleep.