When I woke, I realised Lindsey hadn't slept beside me all night. Rolling to his side of the bed I could still smell him. The clock at his bedside told me I'd risen later than usual. "Stevie?" I heard him whisper, entering the room with Hannah on his hip. "Ah, you're awake?'
"Just about."
"Breakfast?"
"Sure..." He brought a tray toward me with berries yoghurt, pancakes, and a coffee.
"Oh thanks...But are you trying to make me fat or something?" I inquired, sticking my fork into the first pancake, and discovering it to be way thicker than my regular ones.
"Stop it."
"Well you'll probably be the one wheeling me around." He leant towards me, kissing my cheek.
"Of course baby."
"That is not cute!" We laughed, Hannah joining in. Stepping out of his slippers, Lindsey climbed into bed, lying beside me as I ate, bouncing Hannah on his chest. Right beside me, I saw everything I could ever need. Feeding Lindsey what was left of my pancakes, I abandoned the tray on the nightstand and lay back down, hiding my face in his neck as Hannah squeezed my arm, Lindsey's spare hand slipping into mine. Lindsey yawned loudly, startling me.
"What's up with you?"
"I was awake all night."
"Um, why? You know that's not good for you."
"Paperwork. I want this over and done with as soon as possible."
"You'll have to go to court with her."
He sighed,"I'm hoping to reduce that risk." I played with the hair at the nape of his neck for a few quiet minutes, enjoying the feeling of his soft skin against my nose.
"I'm sorry for last night. Well, half-sorry. You were an ass for part of it."
"Why?" He squeezed my hand.
"I...I...Well, you do love me. Don't you?" My voice wavered a little as I remembered my insecurities of the past.
He lifted my chin with his finger.
"Steph, I love you just as much now as I did in 1969. It's hard to find words to describe it that you won't think I'm being dramatic with. You're like...The inside of my own head- without you there is no me- and having a daughter with you just makes me love you more."
"I feel the same way. Especially as the inside of my own head irritates me so much."
"Hey!"
"And I am pretty dramatic, so..."
"Mama. Dada."
We giggled at Hannah interjecting in this deeply important conversation.
"She is factually correct," Lindsey argued.
"Oh be quiet you!" I whined, kissing him into hush for a few seconds.
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ФанфикIt has been 18 months since Stevie Nicks disappeared at the height of her comeback tour as a solo artist, and even many that she knew for decades have been left in the dark. What caused her to seemingly vanish, and will she ever return?
