February 9, 1991
Lindsey and the girls were taking Luna for a walk in the neighborhood. It was after dinner, and that's when they usually walked her. Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays were their walking days. They were minding their own business making their way back to the house when Luna started pulling on her leash towards Stevie's house.
"Luna." Lindsey scolds.
She just whined and kept pulling towards Stevie's.
"Luna." Lindsey tries again, but just then they hear glass breaking. Lindsey Immediately jumps into action.
Lindsey had a Motorola Microtac Classic, a brand new cell phone that cost him an arm and a leg but he was glad he had it because it was convenient and the girls could call him whenever they needed him and they didn't have to worry that he wasn't going to answer.
"Girls go in the house and Stay there, do you hear me. Stay there." Lindsey growls pulling out his phone.
Lindsey lets the dog go and she starts barking and growling and she runs right onto Stevie's property jumping the gate. When the girls are safely in the house, Lindsey dials 911 and gives him the location of his emergency.
"And what's happening at this residence?" The operator questions.
"This is Officer Lindsey Buckingham of the Santa Monica PD. My across the street neighbor is Stevie Nicks, a famous singer. She's been getting some pretty stalker-like fan mail and we've had patrols here, but they only come about four times a day. I think someone just broke into her house, I'm entering the property now, I'm armed but I'm in plain clothes."
"We'll have your unit there in ten minutes."
"Thank You."
Lindsey hangs up and opens his car door grabbing his gun out of his glove box. And he climbs his way onto Stevie's property. He examines the garage firsts and notices that Karen wasn't there. He perimeters the house and sees that the dining room window was busted so he sprints towards the garage and enters into the hallway with her guest bathroom and a coat closet. He can hear Luna barking in the distance so he leaves the door open and he just starts sneaking around the house. He clears the bottom level and then he makes his way upstairs and that's when he hears her and Luna. Luna was barking at the bedroom door and scratching at it, so he grabbed her collar and opened the door. She tried to lunge but Lindsey was stronger than her and he slowly made his way towards the ajar bathroom door.
"What do you want, why are you doing this?" Stevie's sobbing.
He pushes the bathroom door open a little bit more and thanks the heavens that it doesn't squeak. Stevie's backed up against a bubble filled tub clutching a towel to her chest, her bathrobe partially on because odds are, she had probably heard the glass break and had started to get out and get ready to investigate when she was caught.
That's when he notices that there's a man pacing around the bathroom. "I'm hurt, you love me. You said so."
"I don't even know you."
"Yeah you do I was at your concert at the Forum and I handed you a picture I drew and you said you loved me. You know who I am."
"Look I say I love you to a lot of people and I..." She was cut off by him grabbing her and planting his lips to her. Luna snarled and busted out of Lindsey's grasp. Stevie was apart of the family in Luna's mind, she always wanted to go over to Stevie's and she loved when she got too. Stevie was by far her favorite out of the four of them that went to the shelter and bonded with her.
The snarl from the dog caused the man to let go of Stevie and he cowered away because Luna wasn't attacking she had just positioned herself between Stevie and the man, her hair on edge and she was snarling and growling and snapping and if he had so much as inched closer to Stevie she would've lunged.
"HANDS IN THE AIR!" It was then that the sirens were heard and the red lights started flashing around the house.
"You called the cops, why would you call the cops on me?" He asks looking around panicked. The dog wasn't helping the situation.
"She didn't call the cops...I live across the street. My dog sensed that she was in trouble. I'm Officer Lindsey Buckingham, Santa Monica Police Department, you are under arrest for trespassing, breaking and entering, and maybe I'll throw in sexual assault because it's pretty clear she didn't want you kissing her." Lindsey states holding up his hand cuffs.
The man is sitting there frozen, he's a little heavy set and he's wearing a Stevie Nicks Concert T-Shirt that's a little to small for him, showing off his belly and his wearing a pair of tan cargo shorts. He looks freaked out like he didn't think he was going to get caught but there he was with his hands in the air.
Lindsey cuffs him just as the cops walk into the bathroom.
"Lindsey, aren't you off duty?" Captain Grisman asks.
"Nah, not when people I care about are in trouble." Lindsey shakes his head and walks the man towards his Captain.
"I'm so sorry for the inconvenience Ms. Nicks, and we had to battery ram your gate open...Lindsey how did you get in?" Captain Grisman asks.
"Luna and I scaled the fence." Lindsey pats his dogs neck.
"How the fuck did this one get in?" Another officer asks.
"I have my ways.
"Yeah well you better discern them." Captain Grisman states.
"There's a weak spot in the gate, at the back of the house."
"What's your name son?"
"Gary Bryant."
"Gary Bryant...You are going away for a very long time...Did you Miranda right him?" Captain Grisman starts.
"Partially...shall I?"
"Yes, you were the arresting officer...You're going to have to come in and do the intake paperwork." Captain Grisman tells him.
"Of course I am...alright, Gary Bryant you are under arrest for trespassing, breaking and entering and making unwanted sexual advances on Ms. Stevie Nicks, you have the right to remain silent, anything you do or say can be and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to a lawyer, if you can't afford one, one will be appointed to you." Lindsey lists.
"Good Job, my boy...Ms. Nicks you're going to have to come down and make a statement."
"I..." She looks at Lindsey.
"I'll take you and I'll be right there with you." Lindsey states.
"Are you two a thing?" Gary Bryant asks a pout on his face.
"That is none of your business. You need to keep your mouth shut." Lindsey barks.
Stevie just looks at Lindsey and she starts crying and he just wraps his arms around her and holds her tightly. She's dripping wet and when she hugs him her robe opens up in the front and though he can feel her breasts against him, he just bites his lip and squeezes her tight. This was not the time to be sexual with her, though over the couple months he's known her, he's started developing feelings for her.
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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.