Love Of My Life: A Brian May Fan Fiction [SEQUEL TO LOVE IS ON THE WAY]

The Show Must Go On

(A/N: HUGE time skip due to writer's block)

40: INT. STUDIO DAY FADE IN:

Five years later, 1991. Queen is working on their 14th album, Innuendo.

FREDDIE: (reading the lyrics to The Show Must Go On) Brian, this is beautiful.

BRIAN: Thanks Fred, are you sure you can handle it though? I'm not sure about the high notes.

FREDDIE: (drinks a shot of vodka) I'll fucking do it darling.

41: INT. STUDIO NIGHT CUT TO:

The band records The Show Must Go On.

FREDDIE: Empty spaces.
What are we living for?
Abandoned places, I guess we know the score.
On and on.
Does anybody know what we are looking for?
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain in the pantomime.
Hold the line.
Does anybody want to take it anymore?
The show must go on.
The show must go on.
Inside my heart is breaking.
My make-up may be flaking.
But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens,
I'll leave it all to chance.
Another heartache, another failed romance.
On and on.
Does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I'm learning.
I must be warmer now.
I'll soon be turning...

BRIAN: Turning, turning, turning, turning...

FREDDIE: 'Round the corner now.
Outside the dawn is breaking,
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free.
The show must go on.
The show must go on.
Inside my heart is breaking.
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile still stays on.
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies.
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die.
I can fly, my friends.
The show must go on.
The show must go on.
I'll face it with a grin!
I'm never giving in!
ON WITH THE SHOW!

BRIAN: The show must go on...

FREDDIE: I'll top the bill, I'll overkill, I have to find the will to carry on...

BRIAN: On with the show...

FREDDIE: On with the SHOW...

BRIAN: The show must go on... Go on... Go on... Go on... Go on...

42: INT. BRIAN'S HOUSE (BEDROOM) NIGHT CUT TO:

Later that night.

RACHAEL: You guys did great tonight.

BRIAN: Thank you love, I'm worried about Fred though, he doesn't look very good.

RACHAEL: (sighs) I know... But, he doesn't need or want sympathy.

BRIAN: I know. (cuddles her) Goodnight darling.

RACHAEL: Goodnight honey. (both fall asleep)