Each morning I get up,
I die a little
Can't barely stand on my feet
take a look in the mirror and I-
Lord, what you're doin' to me
I have spent all my years believin' you,
but I just can't get no relief
Lord, somebody, (somebody) somebody
Can't anybody find me
somebody to love?

Jackie glared at Hyde in absolute shock. "Married. You couldn't marry me, but, some perfect stranger..."

"Jackie... wait... I don't remember getting married..." he said, frowning at the newcomer.

The blonde pouted. "Stevie..."

"Bastard!" Jackie yelled., connecting a fist with his jaw.

Hyde could've saw it coming, could've stopped it, but... in truth, he knew he had it coming.

Jackie whirled out of there so fast he barely saw her go through his dazed vision.

"Ooooh, Stevie-baby, are you okay?" Sam cooed.

Hyde made a face at her. "I don't know you, lady."

"I have our marriage certificate..." she said, hurt, and pulled it out of a suitcase.

Hyde heaved a deep sigh, looking it over...

Got no feel,
I got no rhythm
I just keep loosin' my feet
(she just keeps loosin')
I'm okay,
(she's okay)
I'm all right
ain't gonna admit no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell,
one day I'm gonna be free!
Lord, somebody, (somebody) somebody
Can't anybody find me
somebody to love?

"That bastard... Jackie... I can't believe he'd do this to you..." Donna soothed at the bar.

Jackie just looked numb.

"I'm not going to cry. Not over him. Not anymore... How could he do this?"

"Jackie... you should tell him you're pregnant!"

"He'll probably be all 'is it mine'?" she mocked with a huff. "Of course it's yours, you bastard!" she yelled at Imaginary Steven in the corner. "I haven't been with anyone else since the first time you kissed me!"

"Jackie... chill..." Donna sighed, rubbing her shoulders. "We'll work this out, I promise..."

"Maybe you should have a drink and calm down."

"Yeah, good idea, Fez." Jackie said, reaching for the proffered beverage.

"Fez!" Donna snapped. popping Jackie's hand and then his. "Pregnant, Jackie. No booze! Do you want your baby to end up like a Kelso? I mean, that's half what's wrong with them- Mrs. Kelso drinks more than yourmom and keeps popping 'em out."

"Yes, Hyde once said he bet her breast milk was like Bailey's Irish Creme." Fez giggled.

Jackie snorted, and she couldn't help a small laugh.

"But, seriously, Hyde will want to know. And a kid deserves both parents, Jackie."

"I'm not gonna trap him, Donna." Jackie said quietly. "This clearly proves he never loved me."

"He did love you- I'm sure he still does!" Donna snapped. "I saw him, Jackie- Hyde's never known how to love, but with you... he never felt anything like he felt with you."

"Then he wouldn't have hurt me like he did," Jackie said flatly. "I'm gonna go get a virgin colada."

Donna nodded with a sigh, rubbing her forehead as Jackie went to the bar.

I work hard
(She works hard)
Every day
(every day)
I try, and I try, and I try
but, everybody wants to put me down
they say I'm goin' crazy
They say I got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Jackie sat down at the bar as she waited for her drink, and a man in a nice fedora hat sat down next to her. She'd always liked Fedora hats, thought they were kind of sexy- wished Steven would wear one once. But this was an older man, at least in his early fifties, bulky and large.

"Hey, toots." he said, sitting down next to her.

"Yeah, whatever." Jackie said, handing over a bill for her drink as it came. "I'm not interested, okay?"

The man looked at her, amused. "You could be my granddaughter, honey, faggetttaboutttit."

Jackie chuckled derisively. "Loosing my eye and my touch, nice," she sighed. "I'm sorry."

"No problem, toots." he nodded to her. "A young lady can never be too careful, especially such a lovely young lady."

Jackie smiled wanly. "Thank you."

Suddenly, the man knocked over his keys, and made a grunting noise as he attempted to retrieve them. "Damn sciaticia..."

Jackie frowned. Poor old guy... she thought to herself.

"I'll get them for you," she offered, and reached down to get them. When she did, he slipped two pills quickly into her frothy little drink...

Somebody to love
Find her
Somebody to love
Find her
Somebody to love
Find her
Somebody to love
Can anybody find me
somebody to...
Love?
Find me
somebody toooo love
Find me
somebody toooo love
Find me
somebody toooo love
Find me
Somebody toooo love...

About twenty minutes had gone by since Donna had lost sight of Jackie in the crowded bar. Fez was chatting up two women who were clearly regulars, and Hyde came up to Donna.

"Where's Jackie?" Hyde demanded.

"I don't know, somewhere around here." Donna said, biting her lower lip. "I kind of... lost track of her?"

"What's wrong with you, man? She can't handle her drink enough when she's not upset-"

"Whoa, hold it; don't you go yelling at me, Steven Hyde!" Donna said, getting up in his personal space. "How could you do it?"

"I don't remember doing it!" he snapped back, undaunted. "She's obviously scamming me! Anyway, if I did, it was because of Jackie and Kelso... even though it was Kelso's fault and a misunderstanding, which I know now, but I didn't then-"

"Hyde. Doesn't matter, we need to find Jackie." Donna interrupted. "And if you had decided to nut up and stick around you could've made your little epiphany three months ago. Jackass... and we missed you." she said, going towards the last place she'd seen Jackie , the bar.

Hyde's mouth quirked lightly, following her. But, when he got to the bar, he saw something familiar...

A leather purse with a large ornate "J" carved on it, and a tiny grassopper right underneath. He'd gotten it for her birthday... He picked it up, clutching it in his hands worriedly. Jackie didn't go anywhere without her purse...

He looked at the bartender. "Excuse me, the lady who had this purse-"

"Do I look like I check out every broad's fashion accessories, Mac?" the bartender asked him in a grumpy tone.

Hyde clenched his jaw tightly, walking over and grabbing the bartender by the shirtfront.

"Hyde!" Donna yelled, worried.

"Listen, Mac, cute little brunette, big ole Bambi eyes, looks like she couldn't have possibly really come from this town." Hyde said. "Probably had one of those little fruity drinks with an umbrella."

"Huh... yeah, now that you mention it... there might've been... but my memory's fuzzy..." he said, rubbing his fingers together.

Growling, Hyde let go and reached into his pocket, pulling out a ten. The bartender smiled, shoving it into his pocket.

"Yeah, cute little thing. Sitting next to some old guy who seemed to think he was Mike Hammer, got real sousy and left with the dude."

Something clutched at Hyde's chest.

"No... Jackie wasn't drinking." Donna said faintly.

"Wait... what?" Hyde asked, his eyes widening.

"She... she's pregnant, Hyde..."