Dhani:

Let's recap, shall we? Go on flight, end up in 1968. Make sure Sean doesn't ruin the future, and get hopelessly lost in London, while running into 1968 Ringo. I try to find my way back to the others, and then I get more lost. Now, here I am in some sort of eating place, and 1968 Ringo walked over, with 1968 John and Yoko.

I'm pretty sure it's Sean fault that I'm in this mess.

Meanwhile, 1968-Ringo and John were discussing how much I looked like my dad.

"He really looks like George."

"I told you so."

John turned to me, "You know you look a lot like our friend."

I sighed. "Yeah, I get that a lot."

He turned to Ringo, "You hear that, he hears it a lot."

"I've heard."

This conversation seems to be getting nowhere.

He turned back to me. "Well, nice talking to you."

"Same here."

Then they got up and left.

I think that conversation went well.

Ringo:

So, we decided to look for Dhani in the morning (actually, it was 2:00 am when Paul stopped "chatting" with Sean).

When I woke up, my head was killing me. I was remembering some good times we had back in 1969 (and there weren't that many, mind you!), like this one time John, Yoko, and I went to pub or bar. The memory changed, and at first I didn't know why; they seemed the same. I held on to the old and compared to the new, but then I knew what was wrong.

Dhani was in that memory.

I tried to remember what happened, but I couldn't. The only thing that came to my mind was me spotting Dhani in the pub, and because I had ran into him earlier, showed him to John and Yoko.

Then at about 7:00 am (after 5 hours of sleep), Sean, Paul, and I set out to find our lost friend. Theo hadn't gotten very far with his research, so he decided to stay behind (after we exchanged cell-phone numbers with each other).

Originally, the plan was to split up, but Paul didn't want to let Sean out of his sight, so we were going to stick together. After about 30 minutes, we got nowhere. Time began to go by slowly, 10 minutes, 20 minutes, 40 minutes, an hour. Nothing.

As the time went by, my head put me in more and more pain. Paul noticed, despite my efforts to hide it. "Are you okay?"

I shook my head. "No."

I told him all the memories that were being changed. Paul listened, and when I was done, this was what he said.

"Well, that's bad, but it could be worst."

"How?"

"You see, so far he has only met you, John, and Yoko. At least he didn't meet Klein, Pattie, me, or George."

That last one summed everything up. Dhani wasn't born until 1978, after George broke up with Pattie and met Olivia. George meeting Dhani would probably end badly, for Dhani at least. The same thing went for Sean, John, and Yoko.

"Yeah, I guess."

"One more thing, Rings. We shouldn't let Sean find out that Dhani's met John."

"Agreed."

Sean:

To be honest, I feel as though Paul had no reason to scream at me for eight hours. Okay, so I had run off to find my father and lost Dhani in the process, but eight hours? I feel as though eight hours is way too long to yell at someone.

Mark my words. Paul will never let me live it down.

So we set out at about seven, but Paul probably isn't going to let me out of his sight.

Dhani:

So I managed to find a place to sleep. The next morning I set out to find the place the others were staying, or finding 21st century-Paul, Ringo, and Sean. I was searching for about 15 minutes before a couple walked out of a store, looked at me, then the guy said, "I think that's the guy that John told me about."

Of course the couple had to be 1968-Paul and Linda.

Paul:

So we set out a 7:00, and began to search for Dhani. Ringo seemed stressed out, probably because of his memories getting mixed up. After about 30 minutes of no success, there was a sharp pain in my head.

One memory became clear in my mind. Linda and I were talking to Dhani.