I pulled into Paul's drive. Is he alright?? Was rattling around my head. Paul couldn't handle pain well.

I knocked on the door and Nancy opened it, letting a gust of cold air hit my face. She brought me inside and I saw him in the other room in a recliner. His eyes were squeezed shut and he was clutching his stomach. He was even lying back in the chair, which was enough evidence in itself that he was not only grieving but he was ill. I knew he was really sick by the way he was clutching his stomach. He would never do that unless he absolutely couldn't stand it, and he was a lot stronger than most people think. I mean, he was a Beatle, and we have a knack for not letting our pain show. Goodness, I probably knew him better than he knew himself!

"Has he eaten anything?" I asked.

"Only a little," Nancy replied.

That certainly wasn't good. I heard him groan from the other room and it broke my heart. I decided to talk to him, so I stepped into his living room beside him.

"Hey," I saw him smile faintly.

"Hi Ringo" he replied weakly.

"How are you feeling?" I could tell he was debating whether to give me the truth or just what I wanted to hear. He decided upon the truth.

"It's hard to breathe and my stomach hurts like hell but... y'know" I sighed. I looked him up and down and frowned.

"Paul, are you sweating?" I asked, not even attempting to hide the worry in my voice. It was freezing in there!

"Yeah," he said. "I don't know what's wrong with me."

"I think you should eat a little more, it might help."

"Okay-AAH!!" He screamed and he clutched his stomach tighter. He groaned.

"Are you alright?" What a redundant question I thought after I said it.

"I don't know," he said. His stomach tensed up a few times and then he threw up on the other side of the chair. "Sorry," He muttered, catching his breath.

"Don't be! you're sick, what can you do about it?" I said. "Here, let's get some food in you, you must be starving!"

"Alright"

He was getting weaker to the point where I had to spoon it into his mouth. I told him to rest and filled Nancy in.