A/N: Couple of things you need to know: I just started watching That 70's show like 2 month ago and I fell completely in love with Steven and Jackie. I haven't seen each episode so I don't know all the in's and out's of JH but I know enough, to make a good guess at the rest. While I do know Sam left at some point in S8, in this story she didn't or at least not yet, so just deal. Oh, and Fez/Jackie never happened. Will only be 3 to 4 chapters long. All depends on where my keyboard takes me.

The timeline is my own.

Story is based off Taylor Swift's Last Kiss.

I deleted the first version of this story because it was crap and I didn't like it, hopefully this is much better…

New Years Eve, Point Place, Wisconsin, 1979

Jackie looks down at her new watch, a Christmas present from Kitty and sighs.

11:47PM.

In 13 more minutes it would be 1980, a new decade and a fresh start to her new life. Her bags were packed, most of her stuff had been sent ahead and what she wasn't taking with her she had already given away.

Her flight to New York left first thing in the morning and winter classes started on Monday. She was only taking 6 hrs but come fall she would take a full load. NYU had one of the best design programs in the country and her late acceptance was a surprise, even to her. She had applied on a whim, never thinking she would actually get in but then her offer letter had arrived and it couldn't have happened at a better time.

Point Place just wasn't what it used to be.

She walks out of her room and into the kitchen and wonders what time Fez will stumble in from the Foreman's New Year's Eve party, that's if he even came home. Not that she minded, she just didn't relish the thought of spending her last night in town by herself. Her doing she supposed.

Jackie opens the cabinet and grabs a coffee cup. She wasn't much of a coffee person but she didn't have any coco and the hot liquid would serve its purpose and warm her up.

Donna had invited her to the party but watching Steven and his wife together was the last thing she wanted to do. She had seen enough of them to last her a lifetime over the past five months.

Her name was Sam.

She was a stripper that he met and married while drunk. She thought for sure it was all some sort of cruel joke he was playing on her. He loved her, told her so. But then he asked her to stay and Jackie knew her world would never be the same again.

That was the third time Steven Hyde broke her heart.

The first time was when he slept with that nurse because he thought she was cheating on him with Michael. She wasn't and it had all been a misunderstanding but he still had sex with someone else that wasn't her. It was kind of ironic, if you thought about it. Steven was always accusing her of cheating and yet he was the only one who ever did. Aside from Michael, he was the only boy she had ever slept with.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

She turns the coffee machine off and pours herself a cup. Walking into the living room, she grabs the throw blanket off the couch and turns the TV on, finding a movie. Wrapping herself in the blanket, she sets the coffee on the side table and curls up on the couch.

She tries, unsuccessfully to get into the movie but her thoughts keep going back to Steven.

What did it say about their relationship? About her? He wouldn't even consider marrying her and yet he went out married a complete stranger, someone he obviously didn't love. She might have been able to get over the marriage part, could have forgiven him for that, given the circumstances but when he asked her to stay, she knew in her heart it was over.

Since that night in Chicago a part of her always thought they would work things out but its seemed fate had a different plan in mind.

It all started with her stupid ultimatum.

It was childish and maybe a little unfair and she hadn't even meant to say it but the words just kind of came out and then she couldn't take them back. A small part of her didn't even want too. If she was going to turn down the job, she needed to know that somewhere down the road, marriage was in their future. She wanted a reason to stay and all she got was, 'I don't know' and 'have a nice trip.'

Hurt and upset with Steven's lack of commitment she took the job in Chicago. Not wanting to sit next to some poor, pathetic loser on the bus she asked Michael to drive her; that was her first mistake, the second was asking him to stay for dinner. She just never expected Steven to show up at her motel that night.

"God Michael stop it!" Jackie pushes Michael off her for the hundredth time that night. "It's time for you go now."

"Damn Jackie! You should be naked by now."

Jackie rolls her eyes, "You're a moron Michael and I want you to leave." She opens the door and waves him through.

"Come on Jackie," he said. "You know you want me. No girl can resist this love rocket."

"Oh my God Michael!" she groans. "I lied okay! You are not a rocket of love. The first time we had sex was icky and gross and honestly I didn't feel anything."

"Butttt…"

"No Michael! You were a horrible lover and an even worse boyfriend. So please Michael just leave."

"Damn Jackie you don't have to be mean!" he mumbles. "I was just trying to cheer you up you know."

"By trying to sleep with me?"

"Duh Jackie sex cheers everyone up," he walks into the bathroom and slams the door.

She closes the front door and clomps to the bathroom."What the hell are you doing in there Michael?" she yells through the door.

She tries to open the door but the dumbass had locked it. "I'm surprised you even know how to do that," she mutters to herself. "Michael!" she yells. "You better open this door."

"What will you give me?"

"Michael Kelso if you don't come out of that bathroom this minute, I promise you'll regret it!"

"You don't scare me Jackie. You're just a girl."

"Ughhhhhhh!" she screams and stomps her feet.

Jackie can hear Michael laughing at her through the door and it only pisses her off more. "Whatever Michael! Stay in there all night, I don't care. I'm going out and since you're in there you can't stop me from taking your car!"

The laughter stops. "Now Jackie…" She smirks.

Michael opens the bathroom door and walks out wearing nothing but a towel. "Eww! What the hell Michael? Go put your freakin clothes on."

"Where are my keys Jackie?" he looks frantically around the room.

She walks past him and grabs his clothes off the bathroom floor. "In your pants, you idiot." She throw em' in his face. "Now put them back on."

He giggles. "Oh yea!"

Jackie rolls her eyes. "GET OUT MICHAEL!"

"FINE JACKIE!" he walks out the front door with clothes in hand and shuts the door behind him.

Finally! She grabs the magazine out of her purse and lies on the bed. A few minutes later she looks up at the knock at the door. "Come in."

"Hey."

"Steven! What...um, what are you doing here?" Jackie gets off the bed, surprised to see him.

"Uhh, nothing had some free time so I thought I'd check out Chicago." He looks down, as if embarrassed. "How's it going?

"Um…good," she says. "Hey do you wanna go take a walk, maybe get something to eat."

The door opens again and it's Michael, in a towel with a bucket of ice. "Jackie I checked no one can see us doing it from the parking lottttttt!" When he sees Hyde the ice goes flying.

The three look at one another not sure what to do until Steven tells Michael he's dead, "I'm going to kill you Kelso!"

Michael runs out the door and he goes to follow but Jackie pulls him back, "Steven ignore him, he's just being stupid. What are you doing here?"

"What the hell Jackie," he yells. "We haven't even been broken up for a day and you're already screwing Kelso."

Not that again. "Steven you can't be serious! Michael was joking."

"Whatever Jackie," he says. "I know what I saw."

"You saw nothing because nothing was going on."

"He was in a towel Jackie! A towel!" he shouts.

"He took his clothes off Steven but I told him to put them back on!" she yells back.

"Really now! Was the before or after you guys had sex?"

"God Steven you're not getting it. We didn't have sex!"

"Whatever, I'm out of here." He turns and walks out the door. "You're not worth it."

This cannot be happening again. "Steven don't leave," her anger gone. "I'm telling you the truth nothing happened between me and Michael. He drove me here, that's it."

He just kept walking, as if she wasn't talking.

"Steven! Don't leave like this," she yells after him. "Please."

He stops walking but remains quiet. "I swear to you, I did not sleep with Michael."

He shakes his head and turns around. "I don't believe you Jackie. I should have known you would run to him once we broke up, Kelso has always been your back up plan."

"Why don't you trust me?" she asks, upset again.

"Trust you?" he mocks. "Why should I? You're always running back to him."

"That's not true!"

"Every time I don't do or say what you want, you somehow always end up with him," he replies, sarcastically.

"That's not fair Steven, he's my friend and…and why do you care, you broke up with me."

"You're one who left!"

"Yeah, because you wouldn't commit to me!"

"I'm not ready to get married Jackie!" he screams, frustrated. Why did she always have to do this? It wasn't enough that he was with her and only her, now she wanted to add a ring. He was only 19 years old; he wasn't ready for that kind of commitment.

"Neither am I!" she yells back. "I just wanted to know that at some point you would be."

"Yea well you can forget that," he tells her. "I don't want Kelso's left overs."

"For the last time I DID NOT sleep with Michael."

He smirks. "Yea, sure whatever, doesn't matter. We're done."

"If that's true then why are you even here? Why come all this why?" she asks, not believing for a second they were done. "You came because you love me Steven."

"No I don't!" he yells. "I just wanted sex! Why else would I have driven all this way?"

It stings but she knows it isn't true. "You're lying, Steven Hyde. If all you wanted was sex you could have gotten that in Point Place."

"Whatever, man!" he starts to walk away again.

"Steven please," she begs him. "Don't run away."

"This was clearly a mistake," he says. "I should have listened to Foreman a year ago. You're just a spoiled, little rich girl who only cares about her designer clothes and getting married."

"I'm not spoiled Steven. And what's wrong with wanting to get married?"

"Everything's wrong when you have to manipulate the guy just to marry you!"

"I wasn't trying to manipulate you. I already told you I just needed a reason to stay."

"And when I didn't give you one you ran to Michael."

"You let me leave Steven. Why didn't you try to stop me?" she asks. "I would have stayed if you'd only asked."

"I didn't want you stay," he tells her. "I was happy to see you go."

She flinches. "Stop it. Stop trying to hurt me," she says.

"I'm trying to hurt you?" he yells. "You slept with Kelso."

"I did not. I told you he was just messing around."

"Yea but I also know you, which is why I know you're lying. You never could resist Kelso. Even when we were dating you couldn't stay away from him."

"You don't mean that!"

"Dammit quit telling me what I mean!"

Taking a deep breath she says, "Look Steven, I'm sorry you think something happened with me and Michael but it didn't. He tried but I turned him down, more than once." She pauses. "I turned him down because I love you Steven."

He shrugs. "Well that's just too bad cause I don't love you, I never did. You and Kelso deserve each other!" he yells at her. "You're nothing but a shallow bitch and not my problem anymore."

Every word out of his mouth that night was like a punch to the stomach. It was four days before she stopped crying and two more days before she sucked it up and went back to Point Place. Jackie was hoping to work things out with him but Steven was gone. No one had heard from him since he left for Chicago and it was another three weeks before she saw him again.

She thought for sure he had calmed now but he still wasn't ready to listen to her. Even Michael tried to tell him what happened that night but he wasn't hearing any of it. And then his wife showed up.

Jackie tried to ignore them at first but Steven made that nearly impossible. He went out of his way to hurt her, making jokes and burns at her expense, making out with Sam in front of her…even going so far as calling her 'doll face' just to bait her. It was a living nightmare and to make it worse she still loved him.

None of her friends were any help. Donna and Fez, while they tried to take her side in the beginning, eventually, they just gave up. It hurt but not as much as when Donna befriended Sam. She wasn't expecting that and then she overheard that horrible conversation. Sam had asked Donna, her best friend of 5 years why she was friends with her and she just set there. Donna couldn't think of one reason why she was friends with her. That was the beginning of the end of their friendship. They still spoke but it wasn't the same anymore.

And then there was Michael. Jackie never forgave him for that night in Chicago and did her best to stay away from him. It wasn't fair and she knew it but had he not shown back up and made that stupid comment there was no telling where her and Steven would be.

Nor did it help matters that Eric still hadn't come back from Africa or that he had broken up with Donna in some lame letter. She had cried about it for days before deciding she was better off without him but Jackie knew better. Donna loved Eric and she knew first hand that you couldn't shut off feelings like that so quickly.

Jackie wiggles around, trying to find the perfect spot on the couch and snuggles deeper into the covers. She had always been a cold natured person, but lately she just couldn't seem to get warm. Fez was getting pretty tired of the heater being on 85 all the time but what was she supposed to do? Freeze.

She wondered how the party was going at the Foreman's. Maybe she should have gone, she thought. It was her last night here and even if they didn't care to say goodbye, she did. Though to be fair no one but Fez and Mrs. Foreman knew she was leaving.

Fez knew because well she was his roommate and he was bound to notice and she had told Kitty because she hadn't wanted her to worry. The two had become close over the last few months, both bonding over their hatred for Steven's new wife. The older woman had insisted she come tonight but Jackie couldn't bring herself to sit through another night of torture.

Glancing at the clock on the side table she sees it's now 12:41AM. Right about now Red has probably kicked out most of the attendees and Kitty was busy trying to get a head start on tomorrow's cleaning. Maybe she could just go over there and say hi. It would get her out of the apartment, which she needed and it would help pass the time since she knew she wasn't getting any sleep tonight.

Throwing the covers off her, deciding to go, she stands up and looks down at her clothes. She walks into her room, and changes her sweatpants for a pair of faded jeans but decides to leave her t-shirt on, it was her favorite. She quickly runs her brush through her hair, figuring she'd leave it down but one look in the mirror and she decides a ponytail would be better.

Grabbing her keys off the counter in the kitchen, she locks the door behind her and jogs to her car. Good thing, Steven's wife wasn't the type to get to bed before dawn; they would for sure be out she thinks. Definitely didn't want him to see her wearing his Led Zeppelin t-shirt. It was hers now and he wasn't getting it back.

Jackie pulls into the Foreman's driveway a little after one o'clock, relieved to see Steven's car isn't there but disappointed that all the lights are off. They must have already gone to bed. Dammit.

She lays her head on the steeling wheel and sighs. She didn't feel like going home just yet.

Maybe she would just go down to the basement and finally do what she'd been dreading since Steven had gotten back from Las Vegas. Before then it wasn't necessary because as far as she was concerned they were still together and then when he got back she hadn't wanted to step a foot in his room, not with her living there.

And now she just wanted her stuff.

Taking a deep breath she gets out of the car and shuts the door behind her, careful not to make any noise. Red was especially crappy when woken up.

In and out she told herself, get her stuffed unicorn fluffy cakes and her necklace and then be on her way. She hated sleeping without a stuff animal, something she had done since a child so she always kept one there for whenever she stayed the night. And the necklace was there because the clasp had broken once before and even though she had it fixed, she didn't want to risk losing it. Steven had given it to her the first night he told her he loved her, it was special and she wanted it back.

She opens the basement door and is met with nothing but silence. Thankful, Jackie goes straight to Steven's room, not all surprised to see it was a mess. Clothes were all over the floor, the bed had no sheets on it and there was left over food all over the place.

Not your problem she told herself, just get what you came for and get out of here. She looks behind the awful yellow chair, where she kept him but doesn't see him. She briefly scans the room but can't make out the pink unicorn anywhere. Jackie is starting to get nervous. What if they threw him out? What if my necklace is gone? Her hands instinctually go to her neck and her fingers rub her upper chest where the grasshopper used to lie. Not caring anymore she starts throwing things, clothes, papers, pillows, she's looking under everything to try and find him and that's when she notices it.

Fluffy cakes was on the bed, tucked under the covers.

She grabs him and holds him close but the smell coming over of him is nothing but whore. The slut had slept with him, wrapped her home wrecking, boney arms around her unicorn. She was going to kill the bitch.

Then she heard laughter and footsteps, the bastards were coming down the stairs.

"Damn it Kelso! Shut the hell up, you're gonna wake Red."

"But Hyde, man she was so hot."

"She gave Fez needs."

"I don't care Fez. Its almost 2 in the morning, you know I have to open the store first thing in the morning."

"Steven, sugar we could have stayed another hour, ya know? I was having fun," she says, pouting.

Steven rolls his eyes; she never did know how to pout properly. "Of course you were Sam, it was a strip joint."

Oh god there she goes again, just kill me now. "But Steven…"

"But nothing Sam if you wanna go back I don't care but I'm going to bed." He looks to Kelso and Fez, "Can you two make sure Donna gets home okay."

The pair look at the drunk blonde laying on the couch, snoring loudly. "How man? She's too heavy, we can't lift her."

Jackie stomps out of the back room and marches right up to Steven, "What the hell Steven! How could you let your tramp of a wife sleep with my unicorn?" she demands, stuffing the animal in his face. "You can smell the cheap perfume on him, he's ruined now."

"What the hell Jackie! What were you doing in my room?"

She ignores him. "And where is my necklace…you…you asshole!" Jackie draws her left leg back and kicks him, hard in the shin.

Steven grabs his leg and winces, "God dammit Jackie!"

"Hey!" Sam calls out. "You can't hit my husband you little midget."

"Ohhh Fez, its finally happening!" cries Michael. "Hot girls are gonna fight."

"Yay! My first American girl fight."

"I got dibs on Jackie, she's small but when pissed, you better watch out."

"Oh shut the hell up you two," Jackie yells. "Where the hell is my necklace?"

"How the hell should I know Jackie?"

"It was on my unicorn and now it's not. So help me God if you've done something to my necklace Steven Hyde you're…you're…you're going to regret it."

Who did she think she was, showing up here uninvited and going through his stuff? "Oh shut you're pie hole!"

She draws her leg back again.

"Don't you dare!" he screams. "Do it and I'm going to hit you back."

"Go ahead," she says and then kicks him again.

"Burnnnnn!"

"Shut up Michael," says Steven, holding his injured leg.

Jackie looks towards Sam. "Look here you little slut I want my necklace back. What did you do with it?"

"Oh do you mean this one?" she asks innocently, twirling the silver grasshopper just under her chin. "Steven gave it me for Christmas, didn't you sweets."

She looks back towards Steven. "You didn't?" she cries. "Please tell me you didn't."

Guilt flashes in his eyes. "You did".

"Come on Jackie it's just a stupid necklace."

The slap rings throughout the basement, surprising all its occupants. It takes him a minute but he recovers and takes a step towards his ex-girlfriend. "Jackie…"

She holds her hand up, "Don't. Just don't." The tears are coming, she can already feel them welling up but does nothing to stop them. "Don't come near me."

He only nods.

"How could you give her my necklace? That necklace was all I had left…of…of us. You took my love…you took my happiness…you even let her take my friends...why couldn't I have the necklace?" she yells, openingly crying.

"Jackie…" he says, again taking a step in her direction.

"No!" she screams at the top of her lungs. "How could you marry her? How could you tell me you loved me and then marry her? Why? I want to know why dammit?"

He has no idea what she wants him to say so he just shrugs.

"No you don't get off that easy!" she yells, closing the distance between them. "Answer me!"

He refuses and she loses it.

All she could think about was him saying I do to the whore. She hated him and with every punch she threw his way, she wanted him to know it. Hit after hit, tear after tear.

She wanted him to feel like she had felt every day since him come back. He needed to know what he did wasn't okay, to understand that she hated him now. He broke her, destroyed everything between them. And once she started hitting him, she couldn't stop. Not after Fez and Michael told her too, not when Donna woke up, not even when Kitty begged her to.

Red was the one who pulled the hysterical girl off of Steven. She immediately goes limp in the older man's arms, the fight in her gone now. She doesn't speak, just clings to him as he carries her up the stairs and out of the basement. Kitty isn't far behind them.

Steven, now on the floor, pulls himself up and without saying a word locks himself in his bedroom. Sam tries to follow but Donna stops her. "Come stay with me tonight," she says, completely sober now. "He's gonna need some time."

She looks at the door and back at Donna. "Okay," she whispers. Sam didn't know why but she suddenly felt like an intruder, like she didn't belong there anymore.

And the way Donna was looking at her, she knew the other girl thought so too.

tbc...