A/N: I got this idea while watching the FX Jive Turkey That70's show marathon, in the episode where Michael Kelso, and Donna leave for California. I was thinking about that missing summer, while listening to Rihanna's "Russian Roulette", and the idea sprang forth from there. Warning there will be major character death. This is just a "What if" story that sprang from the song, and the episode.

He walked into the room, and took a look around the setting, a setting he'd never forget for the rest of his life. He had told them all he had something to do, and walked out of the room, they'd never know he was here. Giving a small smile he pulled the gun out, it was a classic six - shooter, it belonged to someone close to him. Then he looked up as the man he'd called, a man with no life to live like himself, walked in. "So," the man said, "Russian Roulette?" He gave the man a small smile and pulled out his chair, pointing to the man's in all propriety.

She looked at the dank, dark building that she was currently sitting in. She'd called one of her nemesis from school, one whose boyfriend had just left her because of mowa. "Russian Roulette?" the girl asked her sitting down, "I'd never think you'd even touch the game, only lifeless souls do that nowadays." Smiling she looked to her rival, and spun the six – shooter.

Take a breath, Take it deep,

Calm yourself, he says to me,

If you play, play for keeps,

Take a gun, and count to three,

I'm sweating now, moving slow,

No time to think, my turn to go,

He felt the sweat that suddenly adorned his face, as it did on his rivals. He'd never planed what was about to happen, in all reality it was a spur of the moment idea. Dealing with this heartbreak was something that he just couldn't bear. He'd won the coin toss, and his rival went first, the bullet wasn't there.

She'd told the bitch across from her to go first, and watched on as the woman pulled the trigger, no dice. The gun was passed to her, and she was sweating more than the other girl was.

And you can see my heart beating,

You can see it in my chest,

And I'm terrified but I'm not leaving,

Know that I must pass this test,

So just pull the trigger,

His heart was running a hole in the floor of his chest as he pulled the trigger, after a moment, and nothing happened. Yes! next round, but he was loosing his resolve.

She looked at the other girl, drawing strength from her glare, and she pulled the trigger. Next round.

Say a prayer to yourself,

He says close your eyes,

Sometimes it helps,

And then I get a scary thought,

That he's here means he's never lost,

She followed her husband as he ran to the house screaming, "THAT DAMN FOOL!" When he dropped a note she picked it up, "Oh no!"

He followed the kid as he ran to the docks, trying to stop some thing screaming, "Russian Roulette!" He saw the article of possession that the kid had, and ran harder.

And you can see my heart beating,

You can see it in my chest,

And I'm terrified but I'm not leaving,

Know that I must pass this test,

So just pull the trigger,

He watched as his enemy for the last years pulled the trigger, and it was his turn once again. He took a silent gulp, grabbed the gun, and spun the rack. He took a look at the man, no older than himself, and felt something twist inside him, he knew, he knew.

She watched as her nemesis pulled the trigger, and nothing happened, 'back to me' she thought. She pulled the gun towards her, and spun the wheel. She had a churning in her stomach, this could be it.

She was pumping to keep up with her man, wanting to get there before it happened. Then they saw the two kids next to them, and they where heading in the same direction. "Hey she yelled at them, pointing, and they joined at the nearest light. All they said was "Docks" and the four were off like lightning.

As my life flashes before my eyes,

I'm wondering will I ever see another sunrise?

So many won't get the chance to say goodbye,

But it's too late too pick up the value of my life.

He saw his life flash, and he almost dropped the gun, but he had to do this, hell he'd asked for it, he had to be a man, and he lifted the gun back up, and he put pressure on the trigger while closing his eyes.

She saw all the good times and the bad flash through her mind, her entire life, and took a second to rethink this idea. Unknowingly like her counterpart she decided the time for backing out was long gone, she did or she didn't, that was all that mattered now. So as she looked at her rival she let a tear fall, showing her true emotion for the first time, and saw her rival's eyes turn from anger to care, but too late, she put the pressure on the trigger.

He hoped that the two morons would be all right, he'd never really showed his feelings for them, but he promised to a god he'd never believed in for years, that if they survived he'd show them all the care that he could.

And you can see my heart beating,

You can see it in my chest,

And I'm terrified but I'm not leaving,

Know that I must pass this test,

So just pull the trigger.

She pulled the hammer back on the custom made handgun her father had owned, and she'd hid. She thought of all the times she'd had fun, and knew those were over, no more her to brighten the world's days. So as she stared at barrel of the gun, she saw the briefest flash before time froze, and she saw the bullet, 'yup,' she thought, ' no more Jackie Burkhardt'. Then time went back into place as the .45 barreled into her brain, and she knew nothing more.

He was looking at his rival, and was debating this whole idea now. He'd always worn his emotions on his sleeves, so it was no surprise to him that he started to tear up. He saw the look on the man's face, one that said the man already regretted agreeing to this foolhardy idea, "Listen man," but his statement was cut off as they both heard a gunshot. Startled he jerked the trigger, and for him that second was an eternity as the powder ignited in his father's .45. He had one thought when he saw this, ' buy world, say goodbye to Eric Forman.' And then the bullet went into forehead, and through his brain, and he was at last at peace with everything.

They heard the consecutive shots, and quickened their paces, finally arriving at "The Docks" motel. Hyde and Fez ran to the counter and asked where room 203 was. The Forman's knew that Eric was in room 202 so they followed the boys. Hyde spoke up, "Jackie's in room 203." Red looked at him a second, then said, "Eric's in 202." Both pairs speed as they raced up the steps two at a time, and arrived at their destinations. Red and Hyde didn't bother for niceties as they kicked the doors in.

When Hyde opened the door, he only saw super bitch kneeling on the floor, and he walked up to her. He wished he hadn't and turned around to go outside to puke. Jackie's brains were all over the walls, and he knew that his friend was dead. Sure he'd never taken an immediate liking to Jackie, but he thought of her as a close friend. He had only two thoughts in his mind, this was all Kelso's fault, and Eric had better be alive. He felt a body kneel next to him as Fez emptied his stomach along with him.

Red ran into the room, and immediately ran back out screaming, "NO!!", and then he started to rip apart the building. His rage was so intense that he had to be stopped by both Hyde and Fez, yes he did remember the kid's name. He looked over and saw his wife in open-mouthed grief, and he knew that she must be in the most extreme pain, just like him. Turning to Hyde he gave a questioning look, and say the man's barely hidden pain, and knew the answer, he'd lost two of his kids. He felt the world darken as he passed out.

He felt a comforting sensation, a peace he knew that was reserved for one place. But his question was why? Why was he here? Wasn't suicide a sin against god? But his musings were cut short as he noticed the other figure waiting for him, it was Jackie in all her brightness. Smiling he could no longer hide his feelings for the girl, one's he'd abandoned as and she switched partners, mostly her, but he had had an on again, off again life with Donna. In the last seconds of his life Eric realized that he while in love with Donna, was truly one woman's, Jackie's he'd fallen head over heels for her. "Hey you," he whispered to her as he engulfed her in a tight embrace. She giggled, and he could see her thought's, "Hey you," she replied back. Smiling he kissed her long and hard, his true soul mate. Sure he'd always have a spot for Donna, but he belonged to two people, God, and Jackie Burkhardt. And he and his second owner walked calmly to the pearly gates to live out eternity, together. Then they both heard a song playing in the back round and found that the words matched how they ended their lives, and arrived in paradise. They didn't know how they knew, but they knew that the song was called "Russian Roulette", and the artist was a woman named Rihanna. Smiling he looked down at Jackie, "She's really good, she'll go far." Nodding her agreement, she voiced her opinion, "She's better than ABBA, I love her works, I've heard them while waiting for you." They passed the Crystal Sea talking about this singer that they'd never even heard of, and planed to follow her career.

A/N: Sad isn't it, wait for the next chapter. But please review to tell me what you think, please just hit that big green button just below this, please before the next round.