Last Chapter: He knew where Jackie was being taken. To the juvenile jail where there where postures of a missing nine year old Burkhart girl. The girl was proclaimed dead. Hyde had to get her out before The Mayor and his wife were called and told their daughter was still alive.

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"Damn it. The car's going too fast." Hyde cursed when he lost sight of the cop car as it rounded a corner. He had run 13 blocks and didn't feel like he could run any more. His lungs burned and his legs ached. If he'd gone five more blocks he'd have made it to the juvenile center and seen Jackie being escorted inside. If only he'd been there sooner. He could have stopped it. No point in dwelling on what could have been. Hyde had to get back and tell the gang what happened so they could help them bust her out. He turned around and looked at where he came from. Manning road looked twice as long as it normally did. It must have been from Hyde's exhaustion.

The door was flung open and in burst a sweaty teenager. "Jackie's in jail," he shouted with wide eyes. A few guys jumped up from shock. "What?" Devon asked as he made his way out of the bathroom. "Jackie's where?" Hyde took deep breaths before repeating himself. No one dared to speak as Devon was thinking. "She'll have to find a way to get out of the slammer." He stated. "WHAT?" Hyde exploded. "Don't yell at me like that!" Devon exclaimed. Hyde was getting the 'son' feeling again. "Jackie's in jail and all you're going to do is sit back and see what happens? We have to help her." He shouted. When none of the guys said anything, Hyde left in a rage. "So much for being a close-knit group," he mumbled.

It was still nighttime as Hyde walked down Manning Way again. He was going to go to the jail and find a way to get Jackie out. He felt a tickle feeling coming from behind him. He quickly turned around and grabbed the wrist of a stranger. "Can I help you?" He asked with an edge in his voice. "No." The stranger answered with a weird accent. "Give me back my wallet." Hyde said snatching the leathery pouch out of his hands. "Hey!" The stranger protested. "Get away from me." Hyde said tossing the weirdo away from him. Manning way was a long road and he needed to her Jackie out as fast as he can and this guy was taking too much time.

A few minutes later and Hyde was turning onto another road. He couldn't shake this weird sense that someone was following him and he turned around. The same pit-pocket from before was standing not five feet away from him smiling. "Hello friend." He happily said in his accent. "What now?" Hyde asked. "I just thought I'd follow you. See if I could help in anyway." The guy informed him. "Oh." Hyde said shocked. This guy was certainly weird. "Nice accent. Where are you from?" He asked. The guy shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know." "Well what's your name?" Hyde asked trying to find out more. "Fez. What is you name sir?" he asked.

Fez had been following Hyde quietly for the past five minutes and it was starting to creep him out. "So what are you doing out this late?" The guy asked. "I'm trying to save my friend. She got hauled off to jail and I have to break her out." Hyde said. This seemed to make the foreign man extremely happy. "I know someone who can help you! He's a lock smith and can make keys to the prison." The guy said wiggling. Hyde watched the guy wiggle and sighed. It was going to be better then getting caught himself. "Okay, where is this locksmith?" He asked.

There was a small store located off Larson Avenue, which had bright green colored awnings and a nice blue door. It was locked, but apparently it had a basement. Hyde followed Fez as he let himself into the back door. Immediately a musty smell caught Hyde's nose that reminded him of the apartment he shared with Devon and the guys. "Hey man where ya been?" A small, skinny teenager asked standing up. He reached his hand out and shook hands with the foreign guy. Seated on the couch next to him was a beautiful red headed woman. She smiled at her friends and laughed. "Whoa, who's that?" The skinny guy asked catching a glimpse of Hyde. "You guys, this is…" Fez stopped and turned around. He leaned in and whispered, "What's your name?" Hyde smirked and pushed the guy out of his face.

"My name's Hyde and I need a key for the juvenile jail." He said simply. "Ok, well, I'm Eric Foreman and this is Donna." The skinny boy said motioning to himself and then to the red head. They shook hands and Hyde told his story. By the end of his story, Eric was smirking. "Wow. You sound like a regular hard-ass." He laughed. Donna reached over and punched him in the arm. "Ow." He whined. "I don't have much time, I just want to get a key for the jail. "I'll show you where they are." Donna said getting up. He followed her to the back steps and up to the door. "So, how to you know skinny man?" He asked while watching her sort through different types of keys. "Well, we grew up together and became best friends. Now we're engaged." She said.

Donna and Hyde talked while looking for the key. He liked her because she was easy to talk to. Hyde found out that Eric's parents were very strict and really adored his older sister, Lori, who was flunking her way out of school. He was also told that immediately after high school, Eric was supposed to take after the family business and marry Donna. Their parents were life long friends too and arranged the marriage when they were little. "Here it is." She exclaimed holding out an old brass key. "This is it!" She shrieked. Hyde reached out and grabbed the key, safely sticking it in his side pocket.

Back in the basement, Fez and Eric has decided to come along. "I can help with the key." Was Eric's excuse and all Fez did was pout. "Please." He whined. Hyde shook his head and sighed. Jackie had better thank him for this. After saying 'good bye' and reluctantly promising to come back with Jackie, The three guys were headed for the Juvenile jail. Eric had suggested they take his Vista Cruiser instead of running, which Hyde was happy to agree to. In the car, Hyde sat in the passenger seat, remembering weird things. Like the time when he and Jackie were 11 and 12, they had talked about marriage.

Memory

Two kids sat on a hill watching other kids leave school. The sun was setting early on this cold evening where the kids sat. "Steven, do you ever wonder what we're missing?" The girl asked. A grunt came from her left and she looked over and down. Hyde was lying back with his hands tucked behind his head. "Nope." He said. The girl looked back at the school and sighed deeply. "Jackie, don't start again." He warned. She turned around and smiled, lying back herself. "I'm not. Just thinking about stuff." She said happily. "What type of stuff?" Hyde asked, glancing over at her. She was smiling widely and had her eyes closed contently. "Marriage," she whispered. Hyde sat up abruptly and stared at is best friend. "WHAT?" he shouted.

"Geez Steven, stay calm." She sighed sitting up too. "I was just wondering if a guy would want to marry a girl like me. No education, no family, no money, no anything." Her tone was getting quieter as she mumbled out more excuses. "Yeah, who would marry you?" Hyde said with a chuckled. Jackie flung out her hand and slapped his arm. "I'm serious." She said with a laugh. "So am I." He smirked. They two kids smiled at each other before the Jackie stood up and patted the dirt off her butt. "Well, I think we should be getting back now." She suggested holding her hand out for Hyde. He accepted it and pulled her down. She landed next to him laughing. "I hate when you do that." She said rolling onto her back. "Well I wasn't ready to go home yet." Hyde smiled.

Light snoring caught the boy's ears and he looked at his shoulder, where the head of a sleeping girl rested. He smirked and stared back up at the stars. Was Jackie serious about marriage? He wasn't sure of anything anymore. She had made his life so complicated and strange that everyday was a confusing adventure. Hyde yawned and Jackie's body rose and fell with his chest. He laughed and she bounced up. She moaned and slowly opened her head to look up at him. "Steven?" She mumbled confused. "Time to go home." He said sitting up. Jackie rolled off his chest and onto the grass. "What time is it?" She asked with a yawn. "Late." Hyde answered her. The two kids stood up and brushed themselves off walking slowly back home.

Only a few blocks away, Jackie stopped and leaned against a brick wall. "I don't know if I want to go back." She said. Her face was sad and confused. "But Jackie, it's our home." Hyde protested. He reached out to grab her wrist, where he pulled her along with him. "Haven't you ever wanted anything better?" She asked walked quicker to be by his side. "No." he stated simply. "Never?" She asked in disbelief. "Yep." Hyde said turned a corner. Jackie looked down at her wrist, which Hyde had a good grip at. "You can let go of my hand now." She said smiling. His face looked slightly flustered, but disappeared quickly. Before his hand fell totally to his side, Jackie reached out and grabbed his hand, locking her fingers between his. "I never said you couldn't hold me hand." She said with a laugh. He looked down at her and shook his head, walking faster. She was confusing.

Reality

Hyde's face went slamming in to the window as Eric screeched his car into an alleyway. "What's the big idea?" Hyde yelled. "We're here." Eric said getting out his door. The guys walked to the end of the alleyway, where Hyde noticed that it wasn't the prison he and Jackie had always imagined. There was no electric fence or Doberman Pinchers with spiked collars and red eyes. It looked like a normal building with a concrete wall around it. Not fancy or torture looking, but it looked like a school. He laughed at the thought of Jackie being pampered inside with waiters and Jacuzzis. "What's so funny?" Eric asked confused. "Just thinking about how much fun this will be." Hyde said smiling.