So, I know that "It won't be Long" Was in fact LONG at like 39 or 40 chapters, but I can't really do that right now. I'm gonna write this one off at 20. I know it's a bit disappointing, but I want to get this story done and It's coming to a close anyway.

Also! BorisTheCheshireCat, you are in this chapter! You are Rachel! :) ECC309, you're gonna be in the next chappie along with Tee-Bone because I promised her a cameo in the last story and never gave her one. :/

Anyroad, BE HAPPY! :D

Leslie sighed as she packed up the last of her belongings. She was sad to be going home. They'd spent quite a while in India and she'd had loads of fun. She closed her suitcase and brought it outside her room and tossed it in the pile with George and Emily's luggage. They were leaving that afternoon and it was still just barely before lunch.

"Aw, Les, don't be sad!" George exclaimed putting his arm around her, "We still have most of the day left!" She shrugged and she leaned against him.

"I know, but we're still leaving." she said making a face.

"But we get to go home!" Emily exclaimed, "Which is a good thing for me because I've been dying to write this song that's been blowing up my mind since we got here!" George laughed and shook his head at her.

"But you can't even think about it until you're at your house," George teased her. She stuck her tongue out at him and she kissed him before Leslie left them to themselves. She ran into Paul and John who were talking about getting all their stuff together. Paul smiled at her and she smiled back before she decided to go and see Holly again before they left.

She walked slowly and when she got to Holly's house she knocked on the door. Holly's mother answered the door and smiled at her.

"Hello Leslie," she said smiling, "What can I do for you?"

"Oh, I was looking for Holly." Leslie said smiling.

"Well, Holly's gone out to meet her boyfriend."

Leslie cocked an eyebrow at her and she scratched the back of her head, "I didn't know she had a boyfriend."

"Well he's sort of new," Holly's mother said, "but I'm sure you'll see her tomorrow." Leslie shook her head quickly.

"No, we're leaving back for England tonight." Leslie sighed.

"Well she shouldn't be gone long. I'll send her after you when she gets back hm?" Leslie smiled politely and nodded before she turned around and left. She walked along the beach for a while, being slightly lonely. She wondered what she should do now. She knew there was some sort of tea garden that George kept talking about, but she didn't really feel like looking for it. She wasn't even sure what a tea garden was. She sighed and kicked up some water when she decided to take some pictures. She took pictures of everything around her. The ocean, the sand, the sky, Holly's house and all the other funny looking houses. She took photos of the flea market she and George went to on the first day. She bought herself some fresh fish and some fruit for lunch and she took a photo of two Indian girls who she ended up having a loud and funny conversation with. She didn't know their names, but she still took their picture with her. She walked to the little pond and she took pictures of the swans and the plants around the water. She started to walk back to the hotel when someone tapped her shoulder. She turned to find a young boy holding something out to her.

"Excuse me miss, but you've dropped something." he said with his thick Indian accent. Leslie smiled and gently took what was in his hands. It was her swan necklace that George bought her on the first day.

"Thank you," she said, "Do you mind if I take your picture?" The boy shook his head and Leslie took a picture of him, before she took a picture of the two of them together. She thanked him again before he ran off. She'd definitely hate leaving this place.

When she made it back to the hotel, no one was there except George who was making sure everything was ready to leave.

"Hey, les," he said with a distracted wave, "What've you been?"

Leslie shrugged, "I went to go see Holly, but she wasn't at home. Then I just walked around taking pictures." She said, "What have you been doing?"

"Making sure everything's packed," He said making a face, "Cyn and Emily went to have a look around at the shops and John and Paul went looking for lunch."

Leslie nodded and leaned against the wall, "Sounds...boring really." George laughed and stood next to her.

"A bit," he said, "But I was volunteered so if John and Paul forget something they can blame me."

"Oh well we can just come back and get it." Leslie said with a giggle. George laughed at her and shook his head.

"Well I let you tell them that when they start to blame me." George said ruffling her hair. She smiled and sighed.

"What're we gonna do when we get home?" she asked with a light groan.

"Well Emily will finish her first album, the lads and I will keep doing whatever we decide to do with our music and you, Leslie, will go back to school." George said poking her nose. She made a face.

"I hate school." she huffed. George shrugged.

"I know, I did too when I was a kid." he said picking up a couple of suitcases and putting them all in one pile, "But, Emily says I'm not allowed to give you anymore advice."

Leslie laughed and she put her arms around him, "I know you were just trying to help," she said as he hugged her. He kissed the top of her head and she sighed, "Anyway, Em would never let me even think of dropping out of school."

"Well you're almost done now!" George said, "This is your last year isn't it?" he asked. Leslie nodded and her shoulders slumped.

"Yeah, but then there's university." she rolled her eyes.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to." he said laughing. Leslie shrugged and sighed again.

"I don't know what I want to do." she sighed, "George Martin said I could come and work for him once I was out of school, but I'm not sure if that's what I wanna do."

"It's something," George shrugged, "And it can be temporary until you find something better. George is pretty nice and he gave Em a job you know?" Leslie rolled her eyes and nodded.

"I know," she said, "But anyway, lets go and do something before we have dinner and have to leave!" Before George could protest she grabbed his hand and pulled him down the stairs.

He laughed and they walked for a while until George decided he'd never get another chance go to the tea gardens and he dragged Leslie with him.

Leslie was glad in the end that she went. It was beautiful and the smells were amazing. She took a lot of pictures of the workers walking through picking tea leaves and she took pictures of George and he even stole her camera and took pictures of her and a bunch of random things.

When they left, George and Leslie were surprised when they had to stop and wait for three huge elephants to get cross the street. Leslie's mouth was hanging open and she snapped as many pictures as she could before they were gone. She grabbed George's hand and then they went on their way. They both felt hungry and went back to the hotel to see what there others were doing.

"There you two are!" Emily said smiling at them, "We were wondering what happened to you."

George pecked her cheek and Leslie found she needed new film for her camera, "I'll be right back." she muttered looking at her camera. She took out her used film and she carefully put it in her suitcase and put new film in. She went back to where George was still talking to Emily. Paul had joined and they were talking about where they'd get dinner.

While they were trying to decide, Holly suddenly pops up and suggests a restaurant. She startled Paul since his back was turned to her and he yelled. Holly smirked at him and he made a face at her.

They decided on the place Holly mentioned (No one could say the name but her), and they all walked there. They were sitting at a big table and they were talking and Leslie was taking picture after picture of Emily and George and John and Cynthia. She even got George to take a picture of her and Paul. It took a lot of persuading, but he did it after Emily kicked him in the shin. To make him feel better she got Paul to take a picture with him. She got a lot of pictures with Holly too. Holly was quickly becoming a close friend and Leslie was gonna miss her.

A waitress walked up to the table and smiled. She pulled out a notebook and smiled, "What can I get you?" She was American, which surprised everyone but Holly.

"Hey Rachel, we'll all have my usual!" Holly said smiling. Rachel smiled and nodded.

"OK, Holly!" She said, "Who're your friends?" Paul seemed intrigued that she didn't know what they were.

"Well," Holly said, "This is John and Cynthia Lennon, George Harrison and his girl Emily. Leslie's Emily's sister and this is Paul McCartney." Holly pointed to each of them as she spoke. They all waved and then Rachel smiled ten times brighter.

"I know you fellas!" she said, "You're the Beatles, but where's Ringo?"

"He went home a few days ago." John said, "But anyway, what's Holly's usual?" Rachel explained it quickly and none of them knew what any of it was.

"Ok," Paul said, "That sounds good...I think?" Rachel laughed and nodded.

"Trust me it is, I'll be back with your food in a minute." she said.

When dinner was over Leslie had one arm around Holly and the other one around George. It was getting closer and closer to when they had to be at the airport. Leslie was dreading getting on that plane.

Holly went with them to the airport and they all said goodbye to her. Leslie hugged her and Holly sighed.

"I'm gonna miss you, Les!" she said with a laugh.

"I'll miss you too!" Leslie said sadly, "But you better come to my sister's wedding, I don't even care if she doesn't invite you. You can stay at my house." Holly laughed and nodded.

"Alright!" she said, "Oh and we'll keep in touch too!" Leslie nodded before George yelled to her to hurry up. She said goodbye to Leslie and she got on the plane. She was majorly bummed through the whole flight.