Ghost of You

One

AU; Early 90s

Lindsey Buckingham opened the car door and helped his wife out. The mobile storage unit had arrived with the last of their belongings for the new house. They were renting for the first time in years with an option to buy but they knew not to get too attached as they were bound to transfer again due to his job.

"It's even prettier than I remember it being" his wife, Stevie Nicks-Buckingham said. She smiled, walking up to the front door and retrieving the key she had been given from her purse. She unlocked the door and stepped inside. A few of their larger pieces of furniture were already arranged. Once the curtains and pictures were up, it would feel like home, she thought to herself. She walked through the house to the sunroom and took in the soft sunlight filtering through the glass walls. She imagined potted plants lining the walls and white wicker furniture, serving guests tea and lemon cakes in the summertime. It was perfect.

"Steph!" Lindsey called and she turned to meet her husband in the foyer, her sandals clacking rhythmically on the hardwood floor. "It's pretty much all dishes and I don't want you carrying anything." He took the box he was carrying into the kitchen and Stevie followed.

"Why, because I'm your delicate little flower?" she joked.

"No, it's because we are in the two week wait window and if this is our cycle, I want to protect that baby."

"It hasn't been our cycle for two years, Lindsey. I doubt it will happen this month."

"What happened to positivity?"

"I'm tired of being positive. I'm jabbed with hormone shots every night and I've piled on weight. I've gotten so fat and I have nothing to show for it. I miss my figure so much." Stevie said sadly.

"I know, honey but when it does happen, all of this will be worth it. This child will be the most loved little thing in the world because of how much work we've put in to have them. And about your figure, I love you just as you are. These curves are sinful...trying is part of the fun." He pressed a kiss to her cheek and she smiled.

"You're right, this could be our cycle. I will try not to be such a little dark cloud about it."

"Good girl. Now I'm going to get more boxes, you wanna unpack and put them in the cabinets?"

"Sure."

"I love you" he said.

"I love you too."

"Be right back."

She nodded and opened the first box, unwrapping plates and carefully putting them in the cabinet. She looked out the window and saw their large yard. The image of a little girl with long blonde hair and a white dress leapt from her mind. She was beautiful and her giggle was infectious. Stevie smiled, watching this figment of her imagination play with a small, fluffy dog. She looked away, putting another plate in the cabinet but when she looked back, the little girl was gone. She reached up higher, putting a coffee cup on the top shelf when she felt pressure behind her.

"Hey" Lindsey whispered, pinning her to the counter, pressing his hips to hers from behind.

"I didn't hear you come in"

"Did I scare you?" He kissed her neck and she involuntarily leaned away to give him better access.

"Maybe a little" she said.

"Mmmm...well it serves you right. Beautiful girl in a big house all alone, no man around...anyone could come in here and just..." he trailed off, nipping her earlobe and nuzzling into her neck with his nose. His hands hiked up her long skirt and he pulled pulled her panties down her thighs. She parted her legs a little, his fingers teasing her sensitive center. She could feel his arousal pressed to her backside and she surrendered to him, sighing seductively as he massaged a breast while guiding himself toward her entrance.