Lindsey skidded tires as he tore into Mick's drive was, not even giving the older man a chance to talk before he tore into him, pummeling him over and over. "Linds...ey! Wh..at the Fuck?" Mick tried to fight back. "You violated my girlfriend!"

"You're making it sound worse than it is!" He tried to dodge Lindsey's fists. "Worse?! It's already bad!"

"She kissed me back! It's not all me!"

"She wouldn't do that?!"

"Well she did! Did you see what she was wearing that night? She was spilling out everywhere"

"That didn't mean that it was an invite!"

"She seemed to want it, but freaked out when I put my hand up her dress..."

Lindsey punched him in the nose, leading to a major brawl. Stevie came screaming through the door a few minuets later, having called a cab back to Mick's. Almost everything in the living room was broken or smashed, Mick laid unconscious on the floor as Lindsey stood over him. "Lindsey! Stop it!" Stevie cried, worried that he'd killed the other man. "I'm finished," wiping his bloody lip as Mick began to come around, "Let's go."

"Good! I won't live with someone who's killed a man!" Stevie told him angrily. "I'm not in the mood for those types of comments," Lindsey sighed, getting in the car and slamming the door behind him. "What is that supposed to mean?!"

"It means I don't want to talk!"

"I'm going to check he's okay..." Stevie said opening the door to get out. "No. Leave him. I have a few words for you when we get home," Lindsey drove away, Stevie silently cried the whole journey back to Lindsey's, when they arrived he got out without waiting for her, she eventually got into the house herself where he was waiting in the middle of the room.

"Was anything that Mick said true...?"

"I don't know what he said..." she said nervously. "The drugs and leading him on. Don't you dare lie to me," Lindsey sounded furious. "I smoked the pot, never the coke!"

"What about the second part...."

"He kissed me...I kissed him back..."

Lindsey closed his eyes, "I do all of this for you and this is how you show me you appreciate it?"

"Lindsey that was it, he then began to touch me..."

"You just need to stop right there."

"Lindsey please..." she took his hand. "I am not in the mood right now," he snatched his hand away and locked himself in the studio.

Stevie decided to take a bath, she had abdominal pain ever since just before Mick's, she thought the warm water would help. Lindsey walked in the bathroom a little later and tried to stop the bleeding on his nose.

"Why is your nose bleeding? It wasn't before..." Stevie asked from the tub, he simply shrugged, barring at his nose in the mirror. "Lindsey, what did you do?!"

"Something stupid."

"Lindsey, you're scaring me..."

"I hit it."

"Doing what?!"

"I was angry!"

"You need to grow up!" Stevie shouted at him, standing up and getting out the tub. "Says the woman who smoked and drank while she's pregnant." Stevie swung her arm and slapped Lindsey hard across the face. "I want you out of my house." Lindsey turned away, "Now."

"Linds...no...I've got nowhere to go..." she cried. "Well it's obvious you don't respect me enough to want to stay here."

"I do, I love you, I'm having our baby...please!" Lindsey left the room, returning with hundreds of dollars, "Get a hotel room."

"Don't do this! Kissing Mick was a mistake, he was being rough and I'm used to having to just take it without a fight...please!" She grabbed onto his arm. "I don't believe you!"

"Don't do this to me! You're going to leave me with nothing and no one..."

"Do you honestly think that this is going to work out?"

"You don't...?"

"Not now...not knowing what you've done."

"Not even for your daughter?" She took Lindsey's hand and placed it on her bump, secretly trying to see if the baby would move, she was worried. "I'll help in anyway I can with her, but I don't think that we can continue with this." Stevie held her hands over her face, sobbing "I've never loved anyone like I do you..."

"Forgive me for being the slightest skeptical of that, due to the fact that you slapped me in the face and lied to me."

"You basically called me a bad mom! And I didn't lie to you!"

"With holding in formation about kissing my best friend! You smoked and drank while you knew that you were pregnant, should I give you the mother of the year award?!"

"It lasted for not even two seconds! I didn't want what he was doing, he scared me! Please don't call me a bad mother!"

"What the fuck should I call you then?!" He yelled, calming himself, "Stevie, if you want to stay here you need to prove to me that you can take care of your baby."

"I don't think that's necessary..." she looked down sadly

"And why is that?"

"I think I'm losing her..."

"What?"

"I've been in a lot of pain since this all happened"

"Why didn't you say anything?!" Lindsey rushed her to the car. "You were to busy being angry at me...get off, I don't need the hospital" she shrugged him off. "Dammit, Stevie! You are going to end up killing this baby!"

Stevie stood where she was and cried "Stop blaming me for everything!" She shouted. "You won't got to the hospital!"

"Because I don't want them to tell me she's gone" she cried. "I don't either but the sooner we get to the hospital the sooner the doctors can help her!" Silently she got into the car, sitting down and rubbing her belly in circles to coax her into moving. Stevie was inconsolable "I'm going to lose the only two people I love in one day..."

"We'll see..." Lindsey pulled up to the emergency room. Due to the state Stevie was in, she was seen straight away, automatically having an ultrasound done, she reached out for Lindsey's hand, but he wouldn't take it. "Is the baby alright?" Lindsey bounced his knee nervously. "Well she's still got a heartbeat, the issue is, her mothers stress is making her incredibly weak" Lindsey nodded, "And what can we do?"

"Well keeping her stress down is a must! I'm going to give her some vitamins to take for the baby's strength levels too"

"We can do that."

"Good! Would you like a sonogram to keep?"

"Yeah, that'd be good."

The doctor printed off a copy for the both of them, gave Stevie the prescription for her vitamins and sent them on their way. Lindsey said nothing the whole way home, only showing her attention when he opened the car door for her. Stevie walked straight into the house, finding the phone in the kitchen and dialling Mick's house, Lindsey angry as soon as he heard her say his friends name.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Lindsey gritted. "Go away!" She said to him before talking on the phone again "Mick, it's Stevie"

"What do you want?"

"What did I ever do to you?!" She asked. "Besides the fact that Lindsey beat me up because of you?"

"How the hell did I ruin it?!"

"You lied to him, and he believed you!"

"Stevie, I'm going to hang up now...but tell Lindsey he is out of Fleetwood Mac."

"No don't do that! He'll never forgive me!"

By that time Mick had already hung up the phone....