May, 27, 2011
When the alarm rang, telling Stevie and Lindsey it was time to get up and get the kids ready for school, Stevie realized that she had made a major mistake by telling Karen she didn't need to be over until the afternoon. Reaching out blindly to stop the annoying beeping sound she rolled over and pulled the blanket over her head.
"Urgh, just five more minutes." She muttered incoherently when she felt Lindsey trying to pull down the blanket.
"You'll be asleep in two if you don't get up now." He said, finally able to loosen her grip.
"Let me, you still owe me." Stevie estimated her reply with a yawn. When there was one thing motherhood hadn't been able to teach her in thirteen years it was getting out of bed after only a couple hours of sleep and how Lindsey was able to handle this.
"I thought you said I was forgiven?" He asked, amused by her attitude.
"I changed my mind." Turning her head around, she finally opened her eyes. "Woman's right, you know."
"Then it's my right to tell you to get out of bed." Lindsey teased her. "So up and out with you, there are three kids that need to be send off to school."
Stevie looked at him with a mixture of amusement, confusion and the expression she always wore when asking if he now had completely lost his marbles. "Only because you were born in the forties, you don't have to remember and act like it all of sudden." She raised an eyebrow at him. "So get up yourself and I'll get..." Stevie stopped when she saw him shift and then rose out of bed, holding out his hand to tell her she should follow. "...up as well."
"Now come on, you had your five minutes."
"Doubt it." Stevie answered, but she sat up and got out of bed. Walking straight into her walk - in closet the last thing Lindsey heard, before the door was closed was "Be a dear and make some coffee."
"Who am I, Karen?" He asked while getting dressed.
"No," She stuck her head back into the bed room. "You're only the guy who wasn't at his wife's birthday party." Not waiting for a reply she closed the door again.
"I'll never hear the end of it." Lindsey muttered while making his way downstairs, deciding to be his nice self and make sure Stevie would get her coffee when she came down.
When Stevie was dressed, she made her way to wake up Will, Leelee and Stella. It was something she doubted she'd ever get tired of. Quietly opening the door she slipped into the first of the three rooms, trying to wake up Will. For as much as he resembled Lindsey in looks and behavior, he definitely had inherited her sleeping habits. Waking over to the windows to pull the curtains open just enough to let her see something, Stevie got over to the bed and began her daily quest of waking up her eldest.
"Will." She said softly, reaching out to touch his shoulder, shaking lightly.
But all she received was something being muttered totally incoherently and Will turning away from her, pulling the blanket with him and over his shoulder.
"Will." She tried again. "It's time to get up."
Stevie knew that somewhere in the depth of his dreams he had heard her. Reaching out again, she turned him to lie on his back. Still there was no reaction whatsoever indicating that he was awake.
"I'm going to wake up your sisters and come back then." Stevie told him.
"'kay." Was the still incoherently response of him.
She smiled as she walked out of Will's and into Leelee's room, where she would get a much brighter response. The older one of her girls was already awake, still laying in bed and waiting for her mother to wake her up.
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Moonlight
FanfictionNothing is as it seems to be, at least not when it came to her private life. While she was painting the picture of the happy single for the world to believe, Stevie Nicks lived quite the opposite life in private. Disclaimer: This is fiction only, I'...