Ghost of You

Nineteen

For the next couple of months, Stevie and Lindsey worked hard to turn their house into a home. Every night after work, Lindsey helped Stevie with the nursery. The walls in that room were already a beautiful blue and Lindsey was happy his pregnant wife wouldn't have to breathe in those fumes. The crib and rocker Stevie ordered would be delivered tomorrow morning. It was a Saturday so he would be there to help and instruct where the furniture would go, rather than have Stevie there alone.

It was late in the evening when Stevie had woken up from a nap. She was growing increasingly tired and her aches and pains kept her up at night.
Vanessa stood at her bedside, and Stevie smiled, the ghost now becoming a comfort.

"How are we feeling?" Vanessa asked.

"Better than before."

"Those awful contractions!"

"Braxton-Hicks. They're just practice for the real thing." Vanessa nodded her understanding. "Is something wrong?"

"I still can't find Fletcher."

"I know, and I'm trying to get him to understand"

"What if we are never reunited?" Vanessa asked sadly.

"You will be. Have faith."

"Steph?" Lindsey called.

"Yes, honey!"

Vanessa disappeared when Lindsey entered the room.

"I didn't know you were awake. I thought I was hearing things! Were you talking to yourself?"

"No, I'm not completely crazy yet, Lindsey"

"Didn't you say you're only crazy if you answer yourself?"

"Touché. So what did you come up here for, babe?"

"Wanna come see what I've done with the nursery so far?"

"Oh! Yes I would love to!" She carefully hopped out of bed and waddled to the nursery with Lindsey, entering and seeing how he'd painted it

"Oh Lindsey it's beautiful!" She said looking at the baby blue walls with little yellow ducks on them

"Thank you! I'm so happy with it, I hope he'll love it!"

"Oh he's going to adore it! I'm so proud of you, now come and get some sleep, you've been working all day!" She rubbed his back as he agreed, leaving the nursery and turning the light off, pulling the door closed behind him

"God you're right I am tired! He said yawning, quickly getting into his night clothes and snuggling into bed with his wife, kissing her and the baby goodnight

Vanessa appeared at the side of the bed, touching his face, rubbing her fingers through his curls. She made sure Stevie was asleep and she kissed Lindsey's cheek. Lindsey stirred, turning over in bed. Vanessa touched his back, pressing his lips to his neck.

"Mmmm...baby" Lindsey groaned. Vanessa's eyes brightened as she dared to kiss him again. He turned over again and she sighed. He looked like Fletcher, it was hard to resist him, but she did love Stevie and the baby so much...she must tread lightly. Vanessa disappeared to the safety of her mirror, watching memories flow past her.

Lindsey's eyes fluttered open, laying them on his wife "What the..." he was so confused, he'd felt her lips on the back of his neck, but she was in front of him, and snoring...he must of been dreaming he said to himself

Upstairs in the attic Vanessa was crying for her lover, it had been months since Stevie had seen him, what if he was gone forever? What if she'd never get to be reunited with him