Ok, I think this is my favorite Chapter thus far. I actually cried while writing it. My hubby was gone till yesturday, so it gave me time to write this. Hope you enjoy!

Flashback Start

"Carl." I said looking back at him. We were sitting at the water tower and he had told me that this summer he was moving to California. "You're leaving?"

"Yeah, I am." He slid a little closer to me.

"When?" I asked flipping my hair to the side. My heart pumped. How was I going to survive school?

"Really soon." He looked down at his feet.

"You know what we should do?" I stood up and asked. "Tonight, we are going to have the best night you have ever had in your entire life."

"What?" He asked standing up.

"We are going to have some fun. Not think about it at all. Just enjoy our last summer tonight." I laughed.

"Can I try something then?" He asked.

"Anything in the entire world, we can try to bungee jump off the water tower, steal some beer, rob a convenience store. You name it." I said waving my arms out at the world.

He looked back at me. "Alright." He reached over and kissed me, right there on the lips. I kissed back, I had never kissed him while sober.

He let go and took a deep breathe. "I am sorry, I have been wanting to do that since that one night."

"You remember that night when we made out because we were so drunk?" I asked stepping back a little bit. "I can barely remember that myself. Wasn't there a monkey?"

"Nope." He reached back over and kissed me again. I kissed back and held onto his neck.

A few hours later we were behind the water tower, drunk. We were making out, laying on a blanket. For the first time, I was very, very horny.

"Jen, I um." He held me in his arms and I realized we may only have a little bit of time left together. But I wasn't sure about anything.

"I know what you are wanting. You are a guy." When did I actually care about my virginity anyway? "So, ok."

We will just say, it was uncomfortable and kind of hurt.

I left that night before it was too late and my brother would come looking for me. I didn't tell him how awkward it was. He enjoyed it. I think?

I just went home and went to bed. The next day I took a long shower. I was hung over. Around noon, I stopped by his house to see if he was still there. I was so confused. We had slept together...I still couldn't believe. I had given it away to someone who was just my friend. Was I an idiot?

Instead there was just a bunch of movers and an empty house. He had left that day. Not even said goodbye to me. The movers told me the family had left that morning and they had been hired to pack their stuff for them.

He had used me. He knew he was leaving and he didn't tell me. He never told me the whole time that I would never see him again. He didn't even give me an address for where he was going.

I ran away crying. I literally fell over crying in the back of the Vista Cruiser. That was where Eric found me. Crying my eyes out. He knocked on the window.

"Jen?" He knocked again. "You are crying." His face went into a frown. "Like really crying." He was acting like a jerk. Yeah, I was crying. I was human.

I looked up through the window, before I just kept crying. "Go away you jerk!"

"Does Hyde know you are here?"

Flashback end

"Does Hyde know she is here?" I heard Eric's voice flow through Donna's apartment as I woke up with my head against the pillow on the bed in the guest room.

"He knows she was at the concert." Donna's voice said back. I heard the sound of a toaster going off. "Toast?"

"Yes," He must have taken a bite. I got out of bed slowly. "but it doesn't excuse the fact that Hyde doesn't know about her being here." His voice went high like it did when he was nervous. "Do my parents know she is here?"

I pulled on a sweatshirt over my tee shirt and shorts. I pulled my hair up and walked into Donna's kitchen. "I told her she could tell Red." I leaned on the corner of the door. "Whether or not she told him, is up to her." I smiled.

Donna and Eric were eating toast at the counter/bar in the tiny kitchen across from each other. They both looked at me like I was a ghost in pajamas. "Morning Pinciotti. Foreman." I smiled and hopped over to the seat at the counter. I looked at Foreman rather surprised. I took a piece of the toast on a plate and took a bite. "I thought you would still be in Africa."

"I got a job here." He took a bite of his toast.

"Good for you Foreman." I smirked.

We ate our toast in silence. I didn't feel like talking. Neither did they.

"Well, I'm going to get out of here and see the town again. My brother still works at the record store right?" I asked before walking back to the back room to get dressed.

Donna nodded. "Same record store. They are selling Abba now though. You want me to drive you?"

"Abba, when did that happen." I shook my head, "I can find my way."

I got dressed and went down out into the street. I walked down the street. It was Hickory Street. Only a few blocks from the record store.

There was the record store. The windows had a few extra posters. Could I do this? Would my brother hate me for ignoring him. Would it be a repeat of when Bud came back. Worse, could it be a repeat of when I came back from school. Should I go in? Why was it I could go on television and rock out, but I couldn't talk to the man who practically raised me?

I finally made it up to the door. I reached for the door handle. I could turn around and go back to Donna's. I could go visit the Foreman's or see if Fez wants that drink. No, I had to do this. I couldn't keep running away. I needed motivation.

Flashback start

We were in my brother's bedroom. Foreman had got my brother to carry me downstairs where he could actually talk to me. My brother understood it was because Carl left and didn't tell me. He had me on his lap, where I sobbed into his shoulder.

"Ok, so Carl left today and didn't tell you. You can always make new friends." He seemed to have no idea what to do. "Hell, you still have me. I'm not going to school with you, but I can threaten anyone who makes fun of you."

"Steven." I cried to him trying to make him understand. "It's not just because he left and I am now practically friendless." I lifted up my head. "We had sex."

His face dropped and he looked like he was going to punch someone in the face. "I'm going to kill him." He began to try to pull me off him and stand up.

I grabbed his collar. "No, don't kill him. I was drunk and told him we could, I didn't know he was leaving today though." I sobbed. "I just wish he hadn't left and not told me it was just a one night stand. I thought we had a whole Summer. I don't even think that was how we were supposed to do it. We might have done it wrong."

My brother just laughed and kissed my forehead. "It's always like that the first time. Not for me, but I am pretty sure it was for everyone else."

I laughed. "Don't tell anyone."

"I won't." He held my shoulder. "I promise."

"Steven," I closed my eyes and put my head back on his shoulder. "I love you."

"I love you too Jen." He ran his fingers through my hair. "I can start singing if you want. That always used to make you feel better when you cried." I knew he was smirking.

I laughed thinking about his horrible singing. It had got worse over the years. "No, you're deaf tone."

"Ok, I'm going to now!" He took a deep breathe. "

Let me take you to the movies. Can I take you to the show." He sang like a dying walrus.

I laughed. "Shut up."

"Let me be yours ever truly. Can I make your garden grow." I tried to put my hand over his mouth as he kept going. He just kept singing into my hand. The words were very muffled. "From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go. From the door comes Satan's daughter, and it only goes to show. You know."

I let go and sang along. "There's an angel on my shoulder, In my hand a sword of gold
Let me wander in your garden. And the seeds of love I'll sow. You know." We bobbed back and forth.

We heard a scuffling outside of his basement room. We stopped singing as Eric and Donna poked their heads inside. "Is something dying?" Donna asked.

I tried to wipe away my tears, laughter filling up my stomach. "My brother's pride."

flashback end

I could do this. I had to do this. I opened the door and walked into the record store. It was a little different. The counter was in the same place as it used to be.

I looked at my brother for the first real time in nearly two years where I wasn't running away. "Steven." He stood behind the counter and looked up as I said his name.

"Jena." He smiled, his glasses hadn't changed style, but he had. His hair was shorter, almost to his head, but curly enough it was still big. He smirked. "Been a while. Your band sounded good."

"Thanks," I awkwardly said back. "The store looks good."

"Yeah, it's still here." He looked awkward. "I wish I had known you were coming."

"Don't blame Donna, I told her not to say anything." I smirked.

"I knew you were still mad at me." He leaned over the counter. "So it's not like it was a big surprise."

I put my hands in my pockets and walked a little more into the store. "Yeah."

"I'm." He started to sound like he was going to apologize. He couldn't start the next word. I heard the 'so' part, but he had never been good at that.

"I know." I took it the best I could.

"I saw you on TV last night, I just had to see you play in person." He laughed. "You have got better."

"Thanks," I smiled. "It had to be that song though."

"That part I also can't believe."

I leaned on the couch. "Me either."

"I missed you Jen." He got out from behind the counter and hugged me. I stood there surprised.

"Your hugging me." I said in surprise. I hugged him back.

"This is a one time thing." He said muffled into my shoulder.

"Same for me." I never hugged either.

"Steven!" A shrieking voice sounded through the store. "What are you doing?"

I turned around and saw a little bit older Jackie carrying a baby. Her face dropped, then rose into a smile. "Jena, you're here!"

"Hi Jackie." I said smiling and waving.

"You're so old, I didn't recognize you." She walked over with the baby still on her hip. "Oh my God your old. I thought you were old enough to be a whore, here to take him away."

"Thanks Burkhart." I replied. "I have always loved being compared to a whore."

"It's not going to be Burkhart much longer." She said smiling and then looking back to her baby. "Is it Helen?"

"Your not marrying Fez are you?" I asked, hoping to be in a joke.

"No, me." My brother pulled his arm around Jackie before taking the baby, Helen.

"Damn. I knew you two would get together." I smiled at them. "So I am guessing the baby is both of yours?" I suddenly wished I hadn't been ignoring them. I missed allot.

"Yup. Meet Helen Jenifer Hyde." He smiled, the little girl's brown eyes sparkling.

"Jenifer?" I asked, I didn't want to look too happy, I didn't even know the baby existed.

"Yeah, Helen was my idea. Jenifer was Steven's idea." Jackie smiled, it's so great to see you. What has brought you to town?"

"My band was playing at Donna's concert. I wanted to see how much had changed." I said putting my hands on my hips.

"Not allot." He said smiling.