"He did what?!" George asked loudly. Emily had just told him about Paul and just like Leslie said, George was over reacting, though Emily didn't think it was too over the top.

"Shh," Emily said grabbing his arm. They were in the kitchen fixing themselves a plate of tomato soup and grilled cheese for dinner, "She asked me not to tell you at first because she didn't want to make a big deal about it."

"A big deal?" George asked, his eyes becoming a shade darker with anger, "Em, I told you this would happen! I told you Paul was no good! Especially when it came to Leslie!"

Emily sighed and sat down at the table, "I know, but it's not like I could stop her! George, she's heartbroken." George sat next her and she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"I think we need a vacation." he said suddenly. Emily sat up and frowned.

"A what?" she asked, nearly laughing at him.

"A vacation." he said, "Which means no work, no talking about work, no writing music or anything."

So there's something I kinda forgot to mention before. Emily doesn't work as an assistant producer anymore. She's a singer/ songwriter. George got her a spot in the recording studio to record a few of her songs, and George Martin said he'd help her get her music out. So far she's a big hit. Not as big as the Beatles, but still good.

"But George," Emily moaned, "I have nearly a whole album to get done!" she said.

George giggled, "I'm serious Em!" he said, "We'll all go on a nice vacation and when we come back we'll think about work and the problems with relationships and all that."

"OK, then where are we going?" Emily sighed, knowing he'd probably been planning this for a while now.

He grinned and took a bite out of his sandwich, "India." he said simply. Emily bit her lip and nodded. She'd always wanted to go there for some reason.

"M'kay, who's coming along then?" she asked. George thought for a second.

"Well I asked John about it and he says he wants to come along. I don't know about RIngo, but I'm sure he'll come anyway."

"And what about Paul?" Emily asked biting her lip. George made a face.

"Why should he get to go along?" he asked. Emily sighed.

"Well we can't just invite everyone but him." she said, "And I don't really know how he's feeling about all thats going on."

George sighed, "Fine he can come along, "But he's not allowed to be with Leslie alone." Emily rolled her eyes and chuckled as the doorbell rang. She got up and answered. Her smile faded a little when she saw Paul standing looking like he'd just got hit by a freight train.

"I suppose Les, told you what happened then?" he asked, sounding like a scared child. Emily nodded and lanced back into the house to make sure George hadn't noticed who it was standing on the doorstep, "I didn't mean to, Em, really! I just got carried away!"

Emily had dealt with this sort of thing already except it so happened that the cheater was the one she was helping.

"Paul, I can't let you in." she said sadly, "George knows too, and he wants to kill you."

"I sort of guessed that already." Paul said, paling a little bit, "Is she OK though?" Emily bit her lip and shook her head.

"She loves you Paul." She said.

"I love her too!"

"Then why'd you do it? Why'd you kiss that girl?" Emily asked getting a bit louder. Paul looked a little frightened.

"I don't know! Em, you have to believe me!" Paul said pleadingly, "I didn't want any of that to happen! I swear! I thought she just wanted to talk, and it went too far! I know I messed up and I have to talk to Leslie."

Emily shook her head, "She's heartbroken Paul," she said gently, "And you can't talk to her because she's in bed asleep."

Paul sighed and looked at the ground. He looked as if he'd cry at any given time, "I can't lose her, Em." he whispered, "I just can't."

Emily was about to answer him when George called for her asking about who was at the door, "You better go before he finds you here." she said. Paul nodded and walked away as she shut the door.

"Who was that then?" George asked wrapping his arms around her waist. Emily gave him a smile.

"Nobody." she said before he kissed her.

"There was a whole lot of talking for it to be nobody." George smirked. Emily sighed and bit her lip, "It was Paul wasn't it." Emily sighed and nodded.

"I'm sorry, but he looked so upset!" she said, "He wanted to talk to Les."

"Well he's not going to." George said as Emily put her head on his shoulder.

"He's got to eventually." Emily mumbled. After that George and Emily went to bed. Emily told him he should probably go home, but he didn't want to. He was rarely at home and he always said it reminded him too much of Pattie. Emily didn't blame him not wanting to go home, but he was at their house a lot.

Later in the week George spoke to the lads about the vacation to India and they were all for it. Even Paul, much to George's slight disliking. He hadn't spoken to Paul about Leslie, but he did give him sort of a cold shoulder. Paul tried to stay away from george as much as possible.

Soon they were on their way to India. George got all the plane tickets ready and Leslie seemed to have perked up a bit for the trip, which George was happy to see.

When she came out of her room the morning of the trip in a bright yellow shirt and a pair of yellow and orange striped Shorts George grinned. He loved the bright colors, and she seemed to wear it because she knew it would make him smile. She smiled back at him and he hugged her.

"You OK?" he muttered to her. She nodded against his chest and sighed.

"Yep, I'm good." she said smiling widely, "Can we go now? I think I might burst if we don't get there soon!" Emily giggled and they all grabbed their luggage before leaving for the airport.

M'Kay, slightly shorter than normal, but what can you do? So I think I'm getting into the story more now that things are happening, but I'm not updating unless I get...let's say four reviews. SO REVIEW! Even if you're a guest. Just tell me what you think of it and whether you want a cameo. I'll put you in sometime. Also tell me what you think should happen to Paul and Leslie if you know what I mean.