Ok, Jackie and Hyde never got together during the show, that's about all you have to know! this is my first attempt at actually putting a fanfic on the internet so Please review!
It started off nearly three years ago. She had come home for a visit from Boston for the fourth of July. He hadn't seen her in a couple of years. The last he had heard she was dating some senator's son, perfect for her. He didn't plan to see her that week, but his wife was out of town and he found himself going to the party that he knew she would be at. Sure enough, there she was standing beside the pool in a brown bikini that showed of every inch of her curvy body. He sucked in a deep breath as he watched her and drank out of his red, white, and blue cup. He talked to few people that he knew, but mainly he kept his eyes on her. She met his eyes once that afternoon and he knew she felt the heat that was between them, but she didn't come speak to him. Night was beginning to fall and he knew the fireworks would be beginning soon. He stood, back leaning on the pool house behind him, and pulled out his pack of cigarettes. As he lit one up he saw her coming towards him. She was so close he could feel the heat of her body and smell the alcohol on her breath. She looked up at him with wild eyes and took his cigarette from his hand. He had never known someone could look that sexy smoking, but as she took a drag of his cigarette, he could feel the lust filling up eyes.
"Steven Hyde."
"Jackie."
They were the only words they needed to speak, both having had too much to drink and desperate to give into the desire that had always been there. He pulled here around the corner of the pool house, into the shadows and crushed his mouth down on hers. The years of sexual tension and desire and wanting culminated in that one kiss, as they both clung to each other and she opened her mouth, allowing him to intensify their kiss. As fireworks went off in the night sky, he took her to places neither one knew they could reach.
That was three years ago and their affair had only gotten stronger since then. Her visits became closer together and his marriage didn't last. He was doing well and had bought a lake house so that they could hide their affair from those around them. But they never spoke about their feelings for each other, or the future. He knew she was seeing someone new and she knew he wasn't seeing anyone at all. Neither one would commit to the other and it wasn't even a question that she would leave after her visit was done, because that's all they were, visits. Except on her last one, about four months ago he had let it slip. He thought that she was asleep after one of their amazing, exhausting adventures in his bed. He said it. "I love you." If she heard him, she didn't let him know at all. Everything was just like it was and then she left. He couldn't help but to get a little nervous as he drove to the airport to pick her for her latest visit. Somewhere deep down he knew that this visit was going to be different.