A/N: Hey guys, I've had a lot going on so I haven't been able to really write much. I know I have stories that are unfinished, but I don't know if they will be finished. I'm sorry! :( Like I said I've had a lot going on...Anyway, this is a new story. I will update as soon as I can if you like it. And if you like it...let me know! Drop a review! :)

So this is just a story that kind of popped up in my mind. The title comes from a Paramore song, "Misguided Ghosts". Amazing song! Download it if you can...gets me everytime. But so the plot is basically that something happens to Jackie. The gang is pretty much all gone except for Jackie and Hyde but they never see each other. She goes to see Hyde after a tragic accident. How will he react? He has his own pain, will be be selfish and help himself or be there for her when she needs him most? Kind of a crappy summary but just read and see what you think and let me know :)! Thanks!

Misguided Ghosts

Chapter 1

Steven Hyde was sitting in his record store doing inventory at the end of the day. It was past ten o'clock and he had a raging headache. He felt like his life bad become an endless, uneventful, boring story that he couldn't recognize. All he did was eat, sleep, smoke and work. Donna and Eric were married and now lived in Madison. Brooke and Kelso moved to Chicago to raise Betsy and Fez had moved to New York City under the impression that he would make a great Broadway actor.

Even Leo had shaped up his life; he had gone to rehab and was now dating a woman. His life seemed to be on track. Hyde sighed and rubbed his eyes, he never thought he would be this person. He was twenty-four, living in the Foreman's basement with no girlfriend, no friends except for Kitty and Red and he was still pining over his ex-girlfriend Jackie. She still lived in Point Place but he hadn't heard from her in months, they saw each other now and then when she was visiting Red and Kitty. The moment he came home, however, she made some excuse about somewhere to be.

He put his pen down, deciding that tomorrow he would finish this. He grabbed his coat and his keys and headed towards the door. He turned off the lights and locked up; he was heading towards his car when a tiny brunette caught his eye.

He paused. "Jackie?"

She brushed a strand of hair out of her face and smiled through her tears. "Hey Steven…"

He pocketed his keys and looked around at the cold dark night. "Uh…what are you doing here?"

She sniffled and shoved her hands in her pockets. "I took a drive…ended up here. I was just coming to see if you were still at work."

Hyde rubbed the back of his neck, even after all this time, the sight of her tears made him feel the need to comfort her. "I was just closing up…heading back to the Foreman's."

She nodded. "Right. I…I'm sorry…I shouldn't have come by. I should…I should go." She said trying to smile and turning on her heal.

"What is it?" He called out to her as she walked down the alley.

Jackie stopped, and then turned back to him. "What?"

"I mean…" He cleared his throat. "We haven't really been hanging out. Actually…I can't remember the last time I saw you outside of the Foreman's kitchen. That was only for a minute or two anyway…" He stared at her, watching her eyes fill up again. "What is it?"

Jackie put a hand to her mouth. "I know…I shouldn't have come. It was stupid I just needed to get out of my apartment."

"It's ok." He stared at her and then looked away. "I just mean…its ok that you're here. I don't care…" He cringed. "It's not that I don't care…I…"

"I know what you meant." She whispered.

"Right." He rubbed the back of his neck again. "You know I'm not good at this crap…"

She smiled. "It never was one of your strong suits…emotions and feelings freak you out."

Hyde nodded. "Exactly. So it would be a whole lot easier for me if you just told me what was wrong. Or…whatever…"

Jackie bit her lip and then laughed sadly. "I got a phone call today…"

Hyde stared at her. "A phone call? You're crying about a phone call?"

She rubbed her forehead. "No. No. I just…no."

He took a deep breath. "Right. Ok. So you got a phone call. And then what?"

Jackie sighed and closed her eyes. "My Mom died…"

Hyde was floored; he opened his mouth and gaped at her. "I…I…wow."

Jackie laughed. "I know right? How…insane is that?"

"How? I mean…how did she?" He asked.

She licked her lips. "She was at some bar in Tahiti…with her boyfriend of the week." She paused and pulled her coat around her tighter. "They got into a fight and she decided to leave the bar. She was trashed, and was walking down the street. She saw a car coming…but she was so drunk she got confused and ran out in the middle of the road." She laughed and wiped her tears away. "She didn't suffer…it was quick. At least that's what her boyfriend said…or what the doctors said to him anyway…" She pushed her hair out of her face again and then stared up at him.

Hyde felt her words hit him like a ton of bricks. "I don't know what to say."

She shrugged. "You and me both."

"Like I said before…I'm not good with talking about feelings. There's very few things I can do about this crap." He sighed. "All I know is life is full of a bunch of fucking bullshit."

She smiled. "That's true."

"And when life gets me down I feel the best thing possible is to find someway to get my mind off of it." He said reaching into his pocket.

Jackie smiled. "How about you smoke…and then buy me a drink."

"How bout I smoke and I buy both of us a drink?" He asked.

She laughed. "That's about the best thing I've heard all day."

Hyde smirked. "Come on. We'll take the Camino."

Jackie smiled as he started to walk away. "Hey Steven?"

He turned and looked at her. "What?"

"Thanks for not…getting all mushy. It means a lot that even after all we've been through that right now you're-" He cut her off.

"Jacks. Don't worry about it. Come on." He said cocking his head towards the parking lot.

She smiled at him and they walked to the car in silence.

Three hours later Jackie and Hyde were sitting at the bar taking shots together. There was no discussion of old feelings, how things ended, Chicago, Sam or what they were doing with their life now. Just two people, in a bar, together.

"Did you hear that Foreman started their house on fire?" He asked hearing Jackie chuckle beside him. "He actually started the house on fire."

She laughed harder. "Donna said he was attempting to make dinner for them and got distracted when she came into the kitchen with only her bra on."

"He never got over the sight of boobs." Hyde said laughing.

"He never changed at all." She smiled. "Even after the whole disastrous Africa thing…he never changed." She paused. "They never changed…Donna and Eric never changed."

Hyde stared at her for a moment and took another burning shot of vodka. "Nope. They didn't."

"I always envied them." She said staring off into the distance. "They always had it together…even when they didn't…" She paused. "Even when they had issues they had so much more than I did…" She looked at Hyde. "Then you did…"

"Like I said…life's full of a lot of bullshit." He said sliding another shot towards her.

Jackie lifted the glass to her lips and held it there for a moment. "Do you think there's a heaven?"

Hyde stared at her for a moment. "Are you really asking me this?"

She laughed and put the glass down. "Sounds like it."

Hyde laughed back. "I don't know."

"Me either." Jackie said sliding the glass back to him. "I guess I was just wondering where she is…"

Hyde looked at her and saw a little girl, longing for her Mom. "Jackie…I don't know what happens after you die…"

She smiled at him. "I know. I know…I'm sorry why am I bringing up emotional crap? Life sucks!" She said trying to laugh as she picked up the shot again downing it quickly.

The bartender came over to give them more vodka but Hyde shook his head. Hyde watched her, fighting the tears that were threatening to spill over. He scooted his stool closer to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

"It's ok if you wanna cry." He stated simply.

Jackie tensed at his sudden contact. "You said you weren't good at emotional stuff." She paused. "You aren't good at emotional stuff." She stated.

"I know." He said. "But…it's ok if you wanna cry."

Jackie looked up at him, her eyes welling with tears. "Steven…"

"I know I wasn't the best boyfriend. I haven't been a great friend." He stared down into her mismatched eyes. "In fact I'm surprised you came to me at all." A tear escaped from her eyes. "But I'm here. And you can cry if you want too. You can scream and yell. Hey…you can even hit me." He smiled when she laughed. "I'm here…"

Jackie stared into his brown eyes, feeling the alcohol and pain burn her insides. "I've missed you."

Hyde breathed in her jasmine shampoo sent, the one that always made him high on contact. "Jackie…"

"I need to forget. I just need to forget all of it. Everything…" She let more tears fall. "Please…if you want to help me. Make me forget."

Hyde got lost in her green and blue orbs and even though he knew what she was asking was wrong, he had missed her too damn it. He wanted to make her forget, he wanted to make her feel better, feel happy like he once did. He wanted to feel whole again.

"Let's get out of here." He said staring down at her. "Let's go back to your place."

She shook her head. "No. No…let's go to the Foreman's. I want…I need to feel safe. I need…please."

He stared at her again. "Ok. The basement it is…"

Jackie jumped off her stool and grabbed her coat and began to walk out of the bar. Hyde grabbed the last shot and downed it quickly. He grabbed his own coat and keys and followed her outside.

"We need a cab." She said. "You were drinking. I was drinking. We need a cab." She was tapping her foot quickly.

"Jackie we don't have to do this." He said feeling the nagging at his brain again saying this was wrong, she didn't really want this.

She turned to him. "Yes. Yes we do. It's the only…" She stared at him again, with those tear filled eyes.

He nodded. "Ok."

He walked to the end of the sidewalk and looked up and down for a cab. He spotted one a few feet away from where they were. He started to walk and she followed.

He could hear the tap of her shoes on the pavement; he could tell she was crying again. He wanted to turn and pull her into his arms and make her relax. But he was being selfish. In a way, he needed this just as much as he did. Sure his parents were both alive…as far as he knew. But he needed the crappy feelings to go away. He needed to feel whole. She was the only one that ever made him feel that way…there was only her. It would always be her.

Before he knew what was happening, they were stumbling into the basement wrapped in each others arms. Jackie's hands were gripping his hips tightly; clinging to him like her life depended on it. His hands were wrapped in her raven locks, pulling her as close as he possibly could.

"Steven…" She groaned as his lips attacked her neck. "Oh God…"

Hyde pulled away from her and began to unbutton her blouse. "Why are there so many fucking buttons on this!?" He screamed feeling his fingers fumbling.

Jackie pushed him back and ripped the blouse, buttons flew everywhere. "I never liked this shirt."

Hyde pulled her back to him, feeling her warm skin beneath his fingers again. He groaned into her mouth as her hands began to push his shirt up, tickling his abs as she went. He pulled away as she pulled it over his head, kissing his chest as she went, scratching her nails on his back.

He shivered and pulled her mouth towards his again, sucking her bottom lip between his lips. He bit down gently and she jumped and smiled against him grinding into him.

"Jesus." He said breathing her in. "Jackie….bedroom…bed…"

She smirked up at him. "Best idea I think you've ever had."

Hyde stared into her eyes, she stared back and the memories flooded him. The feelings, the emotions, all the crap he had tried to forget up until this moment. It was overwhelming; it was too much to take. There was this tiny girl in front of him that had grown into a mature, beautiful woman.

How was it that he had let it all pass him by? When did they become adults? Why did they have to have responsibility? When didn't he have responsibility? Both of them?

"Jackie wait…" He said holding her arms tightly.

"What?" She asked staring up at him. "What are you saying?"

He stared into her eyes again and he remembered it all. All the times she had been there for him when he cried about his dumb parents. All the times he tried to act tough and she saw through his exterior. He remembered the way she held him, just held him and told him everything would be ok. He remembered when her Mom left her alone…when her father was sent to jail and she stayed with him. He remembered sneaking into the Pinciotti's when she moved in with them.

He remembered the nurse, the tears, the competing with Kelso. He remembered pretending to not care, pretending he didn't want a life with her when he did. He remembered her tears, her begging him to feel and to love her. He remembered watching Betsy together when Kelso and Brooke named them God parents. He remembered thinking about what it would be like to have kids with her.

He remembered the ultimatum, Chicago, Kelso in a towel. He remembered getting drunk in Vegas…wanting to feel numb. He remembered Sam…the distraction from the feelings. The need for something to take his mind off of Jackie, to make him forget. He had forgotten. Only for a little while…because now he remembered.

He finally remembered.

And for once, he was going to do the right thing. He wasn't going to be selfish. He wasn't going to pretend not to see her for what she was, who she was.

She was everything and more. She was Jackie Burkhart…the one who saved him. And now, it was his turn to save her.

"Steven what are you doing?" She asked staring at him, the tears threatening to spill again.

Hyde sat down on the edge of the couch and sighed. "Jackie…"

"I don't understand." She said suddenly feeling exposed, trying to hide her half naked form.

He handed her his t-shirt. "Put this on."

"Why?" She asked taking it but refusing to put it on.

He sighed. "It's not that I don't want…" He paused and looked down, not wanting to meet her eyes. "It's not that I don't want you…"

"You're not…we're not?" She asked. "I don't understand."

Hyde scratched at his beard. "You don't want this Jackie."

She bit her lip and pulled his shirt over her head now that her own was destroyed. "How do you know what I want?"

"You said it yourself…you just want to feel something." He wanted to make her understand. "But it won't last."

"I wasn't asking for much. I've never asked for much." She said. "Why can't you…"

"You'll regret it in the morning." He paused. "You'll regret me in the morning."

"I…" She paused. "No. No…I wouldn't. It's not like that…we're not a couple."

"Technically were not." He said. "But it's always gonna be you and me."

"Steven what are you talking about?" Jackie said beginning to tremble.

He sighed, trying to find the right words to make her understand. "You and me. We're always gonna have this connection…we know each other better than anyone one else. I know you…whether I want to admit it or not. I know you…and you know me. Inside and out."

Jackie shook her head. "You're crazy." She laughed. "You are crazy. Do you know that? You're crazy!"

"Jackie stop." He said. "Stop lying to yourself."

"I'm not lying to myself!" She screamed. "I know who I am. I know what I want!"

"No. You don't." He said shaking his head. "And lower your voice unless you want the Foreman's to get dragged into this. And let me tell you…I'm sure they both have a lot to say when it comes to us."

"There is no us!" She said. "There hasn't been an us since you ran off with that two cent whore!" She yelled.

"I know that." He said nodding his head. "I fucked up."

Jackie laughed. "God you're pathetic."

Hyde looked at her, he knew she needed to vent. "Jackie you're going through a lot right now. You have a lot on your mind and us having sex would just complicate things."

Jackie glared at him. "You always were arrogant. You think after a stupid mindless fuck I'm gonna get all involved again?"

"We already are involved Jackie." He said. "Like I said…there's always gonna be an us."

"Stop saying that!" She yelled. "Stop…stop saying there is an us because there isn't!"

"I don't want to make things more complicated for you. You need to deal with this in a different way…" He stared at her. "I'll be here for you anyway you need…but I won't do this."

"Why? Why can't you do this for me? I'm not asking for much Steven. I'm really not." She said walking towards him. "When we were together…I did everything I could to help you! I did anything you asked me to do. Why can't you do this one thing for me?"

"This isn't good for you." He paused and looked at her, struggling to stay on her feet. "I'm not good for you."

"I don't care what's good for me and what's not!" She pulled at her hair. "I don't care! I just need you to make me forget. I need you to do this for me. Please."

She walked closer to him and clung to his arms and he looked into her eyes. "Jackie…"

"Please Steven…please don't make me beg. I need this. Please…" She said sobbing uncontrollably.

Hyde sighed and pulled her into his chest, holding her tightly. "Come here." He closed his eyes and rubbed her back. "Shhhh…"

"Please Steven make me forget. I need to forget." She sobbed against his shoulder.

"Take some deep breaths." He kissed the side of her face. "You need to try and breathe…this isn't what you want."

"Please Steven…please." She sobbed.

He stood up and picked her, walking towards his bedroom. He pulled her jeans down and her shoes off. He sat down on the bed and pulled her down beside him, resting her head in his lap. He let her cry as he stroked her hair and lulled her to sleep. For once in his life…he was choosing to do the unselfish thing. It was time to help someone else….it was time to push away the bullshit and stand up for someone else. It was time to grow up.

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