Finding Me

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Setting an alarm for 1:30 in the morning just to change a band-aid and apply ointment to his stitches is uncalled for, but Kristen his wife insists. She's trying to avoid him getting an infection and the doctor said to change the stuff about every five hours until his stitches are removed.

As Lindsey is pulling his tee-shirt back on and Kristen is cleaning up the recovery kit, his cell phone rings.

"Who'd be calling you at this hour?" Kristen grimaces.

"I don't know, but I'm up so I might as well answer it." Lindsey sighs reaching for it.

The caller ID says unknown but it's a San Francisco number.

"Hello," he answers kind of angrily and kind of groggily,

"Oh my god! I'm sorry, I woke you. I wasn't thinking. I can call back some other time." It's a girl and she's frantic

"Slow down, who is this?" He asks.

"Felicity Keith. Is this Lindsey Buckingham...Like from Fleetwood Mac...Holy shit, my biological father is a Rockstar?" She's nervously babbling. Something he noticed that Stevie tends to do as well.

"Yes, but why are you calling me this late? Not to be rude or anything, but I did just have open heart surgery and I'm kind of tired." He lightly laughs.

"Oh, that's right. I'm sorry. I'll call back." Felicity babbles out.

"Felicity, Felicity slow down. I'm up now." Lindsey coos.

"I'm sorry, I just got off work. But I got your letter this morning a...well, yesterday morning and I couldn't wait any longer to call you." Felicity sighs almost sadly.

"Where do you work?" Lindsey questions leaning back against his pillows.

"At a bar in Palo Alto. I sing, play guitar, and wait tables, you name it. It's not much but it pays my bills. Well, what my brother doesn't pay anyway. He covers my rent." Felicity explains.

"What does he do?" Lindsey pokes.

"He's a CPA." Felicity sighs.

"CPA, neither your mother or I, were ever good at math. Where the hell did he get that?" Lindsey laughs.

"I don't know, but about that...I would really like to meet you, but I don't know how." She says, and he can already hear her deflate.

"I haven't been cleared but I can send you money for a bus ticket or gas." Lindsey looks towards Kristen who is listening intently.

"I don't know if I can take time off from all three jobs. Can I talk to my bosses tomorrow and call you back?" Felicity asks.

"Three Jobs..." Lindsey blanches.

"I know, but bills." Felicity sighs.

"I get it. Absolutely you can call me back." Lindsey grins.

"Thank you, Lindsey," Felicity says.

"Goodnight Sweetheart." Lindsey beams.

"Lindsey turns to Kristen, "She wants to meet me."

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Lindsey waits by his phone all day having saved her number as Dove, and when it rings, and the caller ID says a different name he growls.