Buckingham Nicks-Part II of Fritz Series

The Serpent and The Eagle

***A/N I'm not saying this is half of one giant chapter that I decided to split up and will post later...but that might be the case. Enjoy****

"You seem less tense today Lindsey" my mug of white tea sits steaming to my right as I look around Schlicz's office for the first time in two months. I haven't missed these sessions it's like being in the principal's office. However, I must begrudgingly admit she is helping me. Even if I'm not all that grateful for the help on the surface. "Things are going better at home" Much better, if I do say so myself. I have a beautiful loving, thoughtful wife, a wonderful baby girl who wraps me around her finger more and more by the day, an amazing career as a musician which has even garnered me some cred in Hollywood, and a new home being built far away from the distractions and turmoil of L.A. where we can escape and be a family.

I'm a lucky guy, and for the first time in almost seven months I'm a happy go lucky guy. "I'm glad for that Lindsey. What's changed?" sipping my tea I relax into the sofa behind me staring out the window at the early morning traffic "My Mother and I had a good conversation about my father and his expectations of me as a husband. She also told me that wallowing in my own personal pity parade wouldn't bring him back" Well she said it in a nice way, but the sentiment was the same.

Schlicz seems satisfied with this answer, and I celebrate getting something right for a change. My life in general is up for discussion this session, and we go over a few aspects of my personality that she's observed over the last few sessions. For instance, my relationship with my brother Jeff. According to Schlicz our rivalry stems from the shared competition we feel in regard to Greg. He's the favorite, so we have to fight over who the second favorite will be. I've never seen it that way, I just figured Jeff was born an asshole and I was just kind of stuck with him.

Come to think of it I can't really recall a time in our lives that we weren't competiative toward each other. We've certainly had our fair share of fights both verbal and physical. Then Jeff became the incredible Hulk and I decided to best him with words was more feasible than sweeping my teeth off the ground. Now though, well we actually get along. He loves Sara and dotes on her in a way I hadn't expected. When I come over he shakes my hand and he's polite and attentive to Stevie, whereas before he was constantly flirting with her to get under my skin. We even changed the oil on the Lincoln together one weekend, Greg supervised.

Schlicz's insights about my relationship with my father are...complex. I've spent my whole life, according to her, trying to have a relationship with him like he has with Greg. I'm envious of Greg, but I love him too much to be outwardly hostile so instead I tried to distinguish myself in a way that neither Jeff or Greg could duplicate. Music. That's why I taught myself to play guitar, and bass, and drums all three of us had piano lessons and voice. But I wanted to be different. My competition with Greg and Jeff and my quest for approval from my father unbeknownst to me tapped into a musical well spring hidden within my subconscious. Stevie referrers to me as a musical genius, and apparently without Greg or Jeff I wouldn't have become one.

"Well I think that's enough for today Lindsey, you'll be going back on your tour so we'll have to pick up our sessions when you return again." Finishing my tea I stand up, and the first time since I met her I shake Dr. Schlicz's hand. She walks me to the waiting room where Stevie reads to Sara from "Benjamin Bunny" it's her favorite story. "Hey Steph, this is Dr. Schlicz." Stevie smiles broadly tucking her hair behind her ear as she stands to greet the doctor, Sara resting on her hip. "It's nice to finally meet you, and little Sara as well" the two women shake hands. Sara recoils from her reaching for me her face scrunching with tears "Oh, it's okay baby. You don't want to say hi? " Schlicz smiles brushing it off "Children are often more in tune with their primal instincts than adults. We're wary but polite toward strangers, a child especially one so young lacks the necessary socialization to do the same thing"