Crystal Visions.

The Belladonna baby...

March 2010. Stevie's POV. 

I sit in my chaise lounge chair, sipping my tea dressed all in my usual black chiffon glory. It's a saturday, very early in the morning, far too early for me. Saturdays is where I get to sleep in and just take it easy, Sundays however is when the whole 'Tribe' is gathered here and we're just one big loud and raucous family. Dave and everyone stopped filming for today because I have an interview with a journalist from some youth-adolescent magazine, sadly none of my children have heard of it to give me a heads up, not even my little Ella. I watch the journalist fumble around with some techtonic device, I honestly have no clue what it is, but I recognize a tape recorder. He's young maybe around my son Aaron's age, mid to late twenties, curly brown hair styled in a miniature kind of pompadour. I didn't know those things were coming back in fashion. He has blue eyes (my favourite), skinny little fella quite tall and lanky, and he has a unique sense of style. Poor thing it must be his first time interviewing someone such as myself... 

I say something to break the ice ''You know, you almost remind me of a younger version of my husband Linds'' hoping that would ease the young gentleman...It didn't. Instead he drops everything on the floor, Karen comes over to help him pick up the items the two of them making sure no damage was done to his items. '' I'm so sorry Ms Nicks, I mean Mrs Buckingham..I mean...gah'' he's even fumbling in his speech, I chuckle at his nerves it's kinda cute, '' call me Stevie, to the world I am Stevie Nicks. To my Husband, and his family and mine,I'm Mrs Buckingham.'' I give him a smile. He relaxes and sits back, placing his unecessary things down near his feet. We begin the interview, we talk about the usual Fleetwood Mac, my troubles with Cocaine (before I became a mother) blah, blah, blah. And then we hit on a subject that I haven't opened up about before, it's something so dear and precious to me, but I think it wouldn't hurt to tell this young man about this important role... 

'' Aside from your solo success and your success with Fleetwood Mac. You and Lindsey Buckingham have had marital success, I mean you've got a family now. And you seemed so very dedicated to your work in the past, before becoming a mother...what exactly was it that changed your mind.'' I tilt my head a little signalling to the young man that I'm not at all sure how this is a questions. He sees my curiosity '' In 1981 during the release of Belladonna, and everything around that. You had fallen pregnant a few months before the release of Belladonna'' I widen my eyes remembering that year perfectly and just how bombastic it was '' I did, and it totally changed my entire world.'' I answer. I was just expecting it to be 'MY' year, release an album have some kind of success, do a short tour, then go back to fleetwood Mac. And I did all that but...with a Belly and then a baby. I clear my throat, I look to the table holding photos of myself and Lindsey around my early stages of my first pregnancy '' The making of Bella donna was a great year, but the year of release'' I open my eyes wider and nod my head slightly '' That was an insane year. Finding out your pregnant with an ex of yours baby,while you're dating your producer. About to release an album then do a short tour, And then having to make some life changing decisions, as well as having some thoughts on escaping everything...it almost broke me...but it didn't''

March 1981. 

Jimmy's left the studio already, Lori and Sharon have gone home and called it a night. I however am admiring the songs and listening to them over and over and over here in the studio. My legs are stretched out, my heels resting on ledge of the mixing console being sure to not let my platform boots push any of the knobs or buttons. My arms lying beneath my head, my eyes closed as I listen intentively to my 'album'. I can finally say it '' My album'', Leather and lace comes on Don did such a wonderful job on the vocals despite our history I am very grateful towards him for deciding to be on the song. '' Is love so fragile and the heart so hollow...'' I start singing along with the words. It comes in Don's part when I hear a knock on the studio door. I open my eyes '' who could that be?'' I wonder, I turn the chair around to face the door. To my surprise (and it's not a great one) it's Lindsey. A childish act of rolling my eyes and grunting in frustration is then followed by slowly getting up and opening the door for him. I open the door '' Hey Stevie'' he says giving me a little smile, I'm not in the mood for his charms or his 'magic' so I just answer him casually '' Hey Linds.'' He catches the sights of the studio and his eyes search the room for any other presence, he realises it's empty '' may I come in?'' he ask. He has no idea badly I want to deny him access, in fact I don't want him here at all, but being the 'forgiving' ex that I 'can' be I decide to let him in. '' Sure, make yourself cosy'' I open the door up for him, he walks in and sits on the couch against the wall. I close the door and look at him.