Buckingham Nicks-Part II of Fritz Series

November Rain

***A/N NSFW***

November 1970

Water splashes from the tap into the sink as Stevie puts the plug in the drain. We've finished with supper, and took Ginny for a walk with the baby in the stroller. Now it's bath time. Sara is a precocious baby already keen to feel the world around her. She's only four months old, but her eyes and her hands miss nothing. Stevie bounces her on her hip as I make the bath water. Not too warm, not to cold. Has to be just right. I'm getting good at this. Stevie and Sara are having a conversation with each other. And by that, I mean Stevie is talking to Sara, and Sara is laughing and making adorable baby sounds in response.

"Okay Sara, Daddy's got your bath ready. Time to get all cleaned up baby girl" kissing her dimpled cheek Stevie sits her in the sink. She immediately starts laughing splashing both of us with water "I think she's going to be a swimmer." Stevie smiles at me pouring a small amount of baby shampoo on her hand massaging it into Sara's chocolate brown curls. Her eyes, despite what most people tell me about babies all being born with blue eyes, haven't changed color. They're still the same intense shade they were when she was born. It takes my breath away every time I see the two of us in a mirror. Her face is Stevie, her eyes are all mine.

Stevie bathes her cooing at her as she does, I distract her with bath toys holding her rubber boats and ducks just out of reach so that she has to reach for them. She never cries, her face just sets in determination as she keeps reaching. I do eventually give in handing her both toys, and she splashes them in the water happily..

"Linds, towel" with a flourish I whip Sara's bath towel off my shoulder and hand it to Stevie. She lifts her to the counter drying all of her little nooks and crannies. She's no longer underweight and she's got the characteristic rolls of baby fat on her legs and arms that all infants have. I kiss her little hands and feet as Stevie gets a clean diaper ready "Hey baby girl, what bedtime song do you want tonight?" her eyes meet mine and she reaches for my nose, I let her grab it and she squeals laughing as I make a goofy face at her. Her little hand pulls back and I kiss her palm "Alright you two time for pajamas and bed." Stevie expertly lotions her to keep her skin from drying. Afterwards she puts a fresh diaper and a onesie on her, today she's got turtles.

Stevie sits in the rocking chair in our bedroom, pulling her top down so she can feed Sara before bed. I sit on the bed playing softly on my Gibson. Sara loves "Stephanie" and "Never Going Back Again" Stevie says that's down to them being very instrumental and melodic. Tonight I play Landslide, and both of us sing softly as she nurses; her eyes drooping shut once she's had her fill. Stevie puts her over her shoulder and she lets out a burp turning her head to the side sleepily.

Carefully we lay her in her crib next to our bed both of us kissing her goodnight. It's still early for us, only eight o'clock, so I grab Ginny's leash and take her for a jog around the neighborhood. I make my customary stop at the hot dog cart sneaking a late-night snack and sharing a piece with Ginny. Once I finish my chili dog and beer I toss the garbage and we walk back to the house through the park. There's a guitar player sitting by the fountain playing "Knocking on Heavens Door" a small crowd stands near him swaying to the music.

"Lindsey!" my eyes dart toward the sound of my name and I spot Carol Ann. She's with some guy and a few girls waving me over. I don't want to be rude so me and Ginny head over chatting easily with the group. "Did you hear about Don?" I shake my head, Henley's the last person I keep tabs on especially after what he did to Robin. "He finally got his group together, so Al's letting him record in the studio starting tomorrow". I raise my eyebrow "What's their group name?" she thinks for a second "I think it's the Eagles or maybe just Eagles, I can't remember. All I know is that Glenn and he went out into the desert and got high on peyote one night. The next day they had a band and a name" I laugh. He would do something like that.