A/N So I got this idea while I was watching some T7S on and I just found myself aways with ideas in my head after an episode. So finally I've decides to put those thoughts on paper or a least I tried and well this is the result. It basically is the red line for Jackie and Hyde during Season 5.

Disclaimer: Oh yes I own them, I bought them with some European money, since that is all that I got.Don't worry I keep them all safe in my pocket and I'll feed them on time. Yeah right.

Chapter 1 Preview The Long Hot Summer

I want you – Jackie

It's obvious – Hyde

5x02 – I can't Quit you Baby!

Preview

She winds her fingers through his brown unruly hair and she kisses him, once, twice, and again, faster, more urgently as each kiss progresses. Finally breaking away from the kiss, he pushes her back onto the couch, falling on top of her gently and almost grinning when she starts giggling softly underneath him.

''You're so little,'' he mumbles, before kissing her again.

''I am not,'' she says softly, before she kisses him again, deeper than before, breathing in his scent. A scent that is totally him and she likes it. His beard against her smooth skin as he presses his face on hers, kissing every part of it, and she likes it. He grins down at her and she kisses him again because she likes it. She likes him so much, it hurts.

''You think you're this though chick. But no, you're just this little thing, you probably could't even kick someone's ass.''

''Hey, I kicked Laurie's ass, remember,'' she protests indignantly. ''If I remember correctly, which I do, Eric even called me his hero,'' she replies still very proud of herself for kicking Laurie's ass that day. ''And besides it is not my fault that I'm ... tiny''

''Yeah, whatever. That was just good luck.'' And before she can even start protesting, he's kissing her again, and again, until he decides that he might just die with pleasure. She just looks hot and maybe even sort of beautiful with her beautiful eyes looking up to him. Her dark curly hair falling around her face, her strapless top and jeans that are hugging onto every curve of her delicious body and showing some of her smooth golden skin. Of course he would never tell her this, that would be like the end of him and his Zen, and that was just never ever going to happen. At least not as long he got something to say about it.

Led Zeppelin is softly playing on the background as he stares at her, his lips bruised with her sweet strawberry lip gloss. He shakes his head a little, before bending down to kiss her again.

''What is up with this music? Can we please listen to something else, Stéééven?,'' she whines, dragging out his name, before giving him a light peck on his lips.

''Jackie, never insult Led Zeppelin!,'' he answers her whining, breaking away from her and sitting up.

''But Steven they're giving me a headache, don't you have anything else that we can listen to,'' she answers also sitting up.

''There is nothing better than Led Zeppelin trust me, you just don't appreciate good music,'' he sighs, before he stands up from the couch and walks over to the 8 track player, picking out one of his favorites songs. ''Just listen to it,'' he says turning toward Jackie. ''I promise you'll like it.''

''Fine, but only that song and only because you and Donna like them.'' He stares at her expectantly while a song of Led Zeppelin fills the room, as she bobs her head along the opening beats. She speaks after a minute, still sitting on the couch.

''They are not really like disco, are't they?''

He stares at her blankly.

''I give up''

''You know, I think Abba is so much better''

He groans while he sits back on the couch, ''You just disappoint me.''

He continues to bitch at her exactly how Led Zeppelin would change her life, how she should listen to the beauty of the melody, the lyrics, while she half listens, absently twirling her hair. Finally, she straddles and kisses the hell out of him, mostly to get his full attention. Mostly.

''We're so good at this, you know. Like really good, it's not even slobbery. It is just very hot''

And she smiles again at him. Her perfect smile on her perfect face on her perfect body and he dies and goes to heaven. Again. That heaven that Forman used to talk about many, many times, mainly to rub it in his face that he got a hot girlfriend or to distract him from winning whatever game they were playing, and he had half listened, never really believing a place like that could exist.

But right now he is not so sure about that anymore. He still thinks it is a bunch of crap, but he also finds out that he wants to believe that some part of that heaven is true. It scares him that he is thinking that a place like that exist. It scares him even more when he thinks about how a place like that could also exist for him, and that he might be finding it. It scares him so much, that it is easier not to think about, to shut these thoughts out or just ignore it. Because if a place like that excised, he might never want to leave.

''What are you thinking about,'' she asks him, her eyes looking at him strangely filled with confusion and if you looked close enough, you could also find so fear mixed into it.

Giving her his full attention again, he just shrugs his shoulders before kissing her again. A little harder than he intended to, just to make her forget the question that she asked him. He doesn't like talking about his thoughts, or feelings. So he just ignores them and pushes them to the back of his mind. Because he has so much better things to do than talking. So he concentrates on kissing her, because it is fun and hot and he likes doing it. And that is enough for him. For now.

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