January 20, 1991
Lindsey was watching the news, the girls still asleep because it was a Saturday when he heard a soft knock on his front door. He looked at the clock on the wall seeing the hands at 9:30, and then he got up and made his way to the door.
"Stevie, what are you doing here?" He asks seeing the blonde slightly distressed. He knew she had most likely gotten in late because she had a benefit concert the night before and he could clearly see that and the distress on her face.
"I don't know what to do." She bites her lip.
"What do you mean you don't know what to do?" Lindsey asks.
"I've been getting these for about a month now." Stevie hands him a bunch of letters in a purple envelope.
"What are they?" Lindsey asks.
"Letters, fan letters from the same person, but now they're getting scary. And I swear someone followed us home last night but I didn't confront him like I confronted you, because you stopped directly across the street and this little silver compact car didn't." Stevie sighs.
"Can I read them?" Lindsey asks.
"That's why I brought them to you." She sighs.
"Okay, come on in, and I'll read them." Lindsey nods opening his door wider.
Stevie looked around his house when she got in there and it was small, but it was cozy and she kinda liked it in a sick sort of way. She curled up on the couch next to Lindsey as he read the letters and then she heard a door open and Emily trudged out rubbing at her eyes.
"Morning sweetheart." Stevie calls.
Emily's head perks up and she gives a creepy grin. "Stevie wanna make pancakes?"
"Are you asking to make them with me, or do you just want me to make them?" Stevie asks.
"Maybe I just want you to make them..." She trails off.
"Alright, I'll make you pancakes. Do you have what I need?" Stevie asks.
"We have a box." She pulls it out of the cupboard.
"Do you have a griddle?" Stevie asks.
"Yeah," She pulls it out of the cupboard and places it on the counter. "What you reading daddy?" She asks curling up on the arm chair.
"Something Stevie wanted me to look at." He sighs.
"Oh, can I know what it is?" Emily inquires.
"They're some fan letters that are scaring me and I'm here to see what your dad thinks I should do." Stevie explains.
"Scaring you how?" Emily presses.
"They're kinda stalker-esque...Honestly Stevie, I would just take this to the police." He shakes his head.
"I did..." She trails off.
"Well, I mean, okay yeah...I can take it to work tomorrow, but I think you should take it in today so we can get some patrols out here." Lindsey states.
"Would you go with me?" Stevie asks.
"I mean I can...Yeah, I can take you to my precinct and see what they can do...Em, do you think you and your sister would want to go with us?" Lindsey inquires.
"If we can go to the humane society." Emily gives a sickly sweet smile.
"Oh, are you adopting an animal?" Stevie asks from her spot at the griddle.
"I told the girls that I would get them a dog for Christmas. They're home alone in the summer while I'm at work, and I kinda would feel more comfortable if I got them a dog." Lindsey shrugs.
"Well. I wouldn't mind going and checking things out. I did just have to put Branwen down." Stevie shrugs.
"Branwen?" Emily asks.
"I had an afghan hound, her name was Branwen." Stevie explains.
"Oh." Emily nods.
"Emmy, you making pancakes?" They hear from the stairs as Stella slowly climbs up rubbing at her eyes.
"Stevie's making pancakes." Emily points to the kitchen.
"Stevie...Hi Stevie." Stella runs to her and wraps her arms around her.
"Hey Sweet Girl." Stevie returns the hug.
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Stevie filed her report, they couldn't do much because the letters where signed by "Wild Heart" but they had agreed to get some patrol cars out there to keep watch because the last letter that Stevie had received was talking about how he had seen her with the girls baking cookies, and the only ones that knew about that, were Karen, Lindsey, the Girls, and Stevie.
After they had left the station though Lindsey had taken the girls to the humane society. And Stevie just sat back and watched them. She watched them petting the dogs and hugging the dogs. They fed the dogs some treats but they weren't really getting anywhere. The girls had been drawn to the active dogs who were jumping and barking but Stevie felt something sniff at her thigh. She gasped and looked down to see a German Shepherd laid up against the side of the cage and she squatted down to the dog.
"Hi, what are you doing?" Stevie asks letting the dog sniff her hand.
"Hey guys come over here." Stevie calls. Lindsey and the girls walk away from the small dog that they were looking at, and wander over to Stevie.
"It's big." Stella states.
"It's a German Shepherd...a police dog." Stevie states.
"It says her name is Luna, she's a year and eight weeks old. She's spayed, and she's potty trained. She knows sit, shake, and roll over. What do you say girls, do you want to check her out?" Lindsey asks.
"She's big and scary." Stella states.
"No, she's not scary, she's sweet. Why don't you go tell the lady that we want to look at this one." Stevie explains.
Lindsey nods and places his hand on Stevie's hip as he pushes past her and Stevie slightly swoons. The girls fell in love with the sweet dog and as they were driving home, Stevie placed her hand on Lindsey's wrist.
"Hmm?" He asks.
"Would you like to come over for dinner tonight?" Stevie asks.
"Well, I was thinking about that. You've cooked for us, what four times now?" Lindsey asks.
She had cooked for him and the kids on New Years Eve and they rang in the New Year at her house with her, her manager Glen, and her assistant.
"Yeah about that." She nods.
"So why don't I cook you a burger tonight. I was making burgers anyway, wanna join us?" He asks.
"Sure...What are you making to go with it?" Stevie asks.
"French Fries."
"Yeah, nope...think healthier..."
"Um, I don't know...I don't have anything healthier."
"Alright so shall we go to the grocery store."
"What about the dog?" Lindsey asks.
"Luna's in a crate in the back, she'll be fine." Stevie assures.
Lindsey just concedes and drives to the nearest grocery store.
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Settling Down
FanfictionLindsey Buckingham is a single father to juggle his two girls and his promising career as a cop. His life is turned upside down p, when he moves in across the street from a world-famous rockstar.
