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06/20/2022 09:50 PM 

she knows

she knows
January 16th, 2015
st. paul, Minnesota.
"I'm going to file for divorce while we have the break for a few weeks, we finish the tour out with the band and then we'll go get married - like we should've been years ago. I love you."

The final words Lindsey spoke to her a few weeks prior at the last show of the first leg of Fleetwood Mac's "On With The Show" tour echoed in her mind every day since that night. They've spoken since, well through texts, and his kids did call her on Christmas to say Mery Christmas, but he avoided getting on the phone with her. Stevie shrugged it off, figuring he was trying to keep the peace within the house because Kristen was probably furious that her personal bank account finally saw that she was just using him for money.

But, in the back of her mind, she knew it wasn't the reason he was avoiding talking to her, he was avoiding her because he hadn't done what he said he was going to do.

"Lindsey's not here yet?"

Even though Stevie was always the last to arrive at the arena, especially at the start of tours, she wasn't the last one to arrive at Xcel Energy Center this evening -- it was Lindsey.

"I thought he was flying in with you, babe."

Christine's remark just made the back of Stevie's min start hyper-focusing on the fact that what he said to her last month was just words, it's always been just words when it came to Lindsey leaving Kristen and coming back to Stevie - but this time was different. They sat down and discussed moving in together after the show and finally being together, maybe working on a new album together and doing their own tour. Stevie avoided saying anything, mostly because she felt Mick's daggers staring her down, his face probably saying how he told Stevie not to once again go down this road with Lindsey at the start of the tour and Stevie once again not listening. She's never figured out the hold that Lindsey has had on her since they met back in high school, but it's equally alarming, annoying, and sweet because there's only one other man she's ever let as close as she has Lindsey Buckingham - and she knows that will never happen.

"Sorry I'm late, I almost missed the plane." 

Hearing his voice equally made her heart skip a beat and her stomach knot up. She knew, she f***ing knows everything he said was bullsh*t and she knows damn well that he didn't "almost miss the plane", he was trying to figure out how to tell Stevie that he once again picked that little homewrecking slut over her - and Stevie once again let it happen.

"Almost missed the plane? Oh, Linds, you never could bloody tell time"

Stevie kept her back to him until she suddenly felt his arms snake around his waist. She fought the urge to melt in his arms as she was used to, instead her taking a deep breath before slowly turning around in his embrace. No sooner had she fully spun around did he bend down and locked his lips against hers for a deep, yet passionate kiss as she felt herself melting in his arms. Damnit, he knew exactly how to do that every f***ing time. Letting out a content sigh when he pulled away, Stevie's eyes quickly went to a red mark on his neck as she felt a lump in her throat, her eyes narrowing in on it as she realized what it was -- a f***ing hickey. In that moment, every thought in the back of her mind since the last show slammed into the forefront, and there was no point in ignoring what her biggest fears were. Stevie pulled away from Lindsey just enough so he could see that she saw the hickey on her neck, her eyes shifting from the mark up to his eyes as a look of hatred and hurt covered her face.

Not only did she know all of this was still going on and was going to blow up in her face, but he knows that she knows.
stephanie 'stevie' nicks-petty
'damned if i do, damned if i don't'

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