A/N: Hey there, people of earth, zennies, potheads, and any others!! Welcome to Dollface, my first piece of fanfiction ever! Scary, huh? Well to ensure we have a safe ride, please review (and not just those crappy ones, i like constructive criticism people, it helps me improve), and keep all arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times!!

By the way, this is a J/H fic, even though this chapter is in Eric's point of view. Don't worry, zennies, I'm all for a J/H happy ending, so just stick with me so we can pick up Jackie's broken pieces and start to build a relationship!! This chapter is kind of short though, so it's just a little preview into what's coming up next for the basement gang.

DISCLAIMER: If I owned That '70s Show, the world would be a happier place. I mean, come on, a stripper? What the hell?

Eric Forman sat in the back of the cab, pondering his very existence. Was he destined to fail at everything he did? Africa was a good idea. Africa turned him into a man…for a short period of time. Donna was his life, and he had to go home. He had spent countless hours in Africa just imagining her: her blue-gray eyes, her soft curves, her easy smile, and her long, gorgeous red hair. Eric could picture everyone perfectly, the exact way they were just before they left, but Donna would always remain Big Red in his imagination. Not to be confused, he enjoyed the blonde hair and it was hot, but Donna's red hair was part of the reason Eric fell in love with her in the first place. He couldn't picture her as anything else. Breaking up with her had to be the stupidest thing he ever did. Wait, no. There was that time he broke up with her junior year because she wouldn't wear his promise ring. So this was the second stupidest…wait third. The time he ran out on their wedding. Definitely third stupidest. God, Red was right. He really was a dumbass. But he was back now, and according to Fez's tear-stained letters, it was not a moment too soon. Hyde marrying a stripper wouldn't have been so shocking three years ago, but now…Eric didn't know what to think. As far as he was concerned, he knew Hyde pretty well and Hyde was the happiest he'd ever been when he was with Jackie. And to let that all go because of a meaningless mistake? That just pretty much guaranteed the stupid helmet a permanent spot on Hyde's head. And from what he heard, Jackie didn't even sleep with Kelso. Eric knew she wouldn't, anyways. A girl who was cheated on so many times could not break someone else's heart like that, especially not Hyde's. Jackie really loved Hyde, and Eric could see it when she looked at him or called him Puddin' Pop. Hyde was Jackie's life, and it seemed that everyone but Hyde himself knew that. He hadn't talked to Jackie since she and Fez sent him the letter about Donna and Randy…who the hell was Randy? Honestly, it's like they believed they could all replace him with some pansy boy with good hair. At least that's what it looked like from the picture Fez sent him.

The cab continued to rush through the sloshy water on the streets of Kenosha, slowing when it got to the Point Place Bridge and the sign that said Welcome to Point Place…Don't Date Kelso. Eric smiled wryly at these words, knowing they spoke good advice. The cab rolled along the long white bridge, trying not to skid on the inch of water that flooded on it from the heavy torrents of rain that poured down from the sky. Eric looked up at the gray clouds that floated above him and suddenly felt a pang; he missed the blue skies and constantly sunny days of Africa, but in retrospect, it was a good idea to come home. There were too many bugs, and Eric just couldn't deal with that day in and day out, not to mention the kids in his class were worse than any vicious animal his mother feared would attack him. Eric was lost in thought as they passed a girl sitting on the ledge of the bridge, bare feet dangling above the water and raven hair whipping behind her in the wind. Eric looked out of the back window as she stood up shakily and put one foot over the edge dangerously, white dress flowing out behind her. She turned to look at the sky and Eric saw her crazed eyes: one blue, one green. He became suddenly frantic.

"Stop the cab!" He screamed and flung himself out the door. He sprinted over to the girl and grabbed her around the waist. She struggled a little bit, but went limp at his words. "Jackie, Jackie, stop fighting, it's me, Jackie, come on, get off the ledge, Jackie, it's just Eric, you're okay, it's just me, come here, come here." Eric pulled her up so she was standing before him, and he saw that the water running down her face in streams were tears, not raindrops. Her body collapsed in his arms and Jackie melted down to the ground, the bottom of her dress soaking in the frigid water. She sobbed a little as Eric sat beside her and wrapped his jacket around her shoulders, easily lifting up her frail, thin body and carrying her to the cab. He sat her down next to him and she curled up against his warm side, teeth chattering and eyes still leaking. She lightly dozed next to him as the car drove off and Eric examined her features. Jackie's hair was still as shiny as ever, but as he stroked her head he realized how coarse, how unusually dry it was. His eyes slipped down to her gaunt cheeks and translucent skin, her cheekbones scarily poking out of her face. Her ribs jutted out of her side, and Eric realized how extremely skinny she had gotten; she had obviously lost an unhealthy amount of weight. Glancing down at her nails was the final straw. They were unpainted and weak, bitten down to the nub, something the old Jackie Burkhart would have never let happened. Eric Forman didn't know much, but he knew everything about his friends, and Jackie Burkhart was not fine. She was not even remotely okay, and Eric knew he needed to fix her.

A/N: Yeah, I know, pretty intense, huh? I know this was a lot of Eric's personal thoughts, but we needed to get into his mindset to see why he came home. Jackie's pretty messed up, and why is she so skinny? Was she really gonna jump off that bridge? Is Eric gonna save his relationship with Donna? And why the hell is Randy in this story? I don't know!

JK, I do know, but the rest of you will find out next chapter! Review, please!

Best,

Lily