It was dark by now, and her rage had spiraled into rearranging and cleaning every inch of her room, finishing her homework in record time, and then finally, taking the longest, hottest shower, and then falling to the floor to cry until the water ran cold and her father came banging on the door to tell her that money for hot water didn't grow on trees. Eric had interrupted her cleaning, offering to smoke her up for free if she would just get her devilish self down the stairs, but she kicked him out, and locked her door. She didn't understand what had transpired today. Her interactions with Steven were weird, and off, starting with when they woke up this morning. She was insecure, and then he finally asked the million dollar question. Or at least he tried, before he was cut off.

So now, not only was she weirded out by Steven's sudden interest in her relationship, but now she was geeked out about her relationship with Michael. Michael had been cheating on her with Pam Macy. She knew this, because she found out from the cheer squad. Steven took her to the prom, that ass, and then her and Michael got back together. And now, he was fooling around with one of the other cheerleaders. Michael was handsome, but there was no way that he was the hottest guy in Point Place. She didn't even have a name to give for that title. But she was still his girlfriend. Although, they barely spent any time together or did it anymore, so what was the point?

Then, she had tried to get Donna to open up because she was so concerned about her best friend. Hell, last night, instead of Steven on her mind, it was Donna. And of course, Fez and Michael, but that was besides the point.

And to put the cherry on top of the cake, her conversation with Steven on the bleachers had made her feel like the worlds smallest asshole, because he was absolutely correct. Donna was her best friend, and she knew just about the bare minimum about her. That's why Donna snapped at her, because in her eyes, Jackie had everything she could have ever wanted.

Her head was non-stop. There was no off switch. She didn't want to talk about it, it would make her feel tiny. And so now, here she is at seven o'clock on a Friday night, tucked away in her bedroom, by herself, with red swollen eyes, fuzzy pajamas, and Steven's Zepplin record playing softly in the background. A knock at the door snapped her out of her thought-filled haze, and she mumbled a quiet come in.

The door opened, and Donna was standing there in pajamas, with a pillow, and a plate of brownies what she was guessing were her favorite peanut butter- walnut ones that her mother makes when she's sad. "I'm sorry i was an ass." Came flying out of the red head's mouth, and Jackie mumbled an agreement, flying into her arms once they were empty, and crying. She didn't care how ridiculous she sounded over a small fight, because to her, it wasn't small. "I'm sorry I never told you." Finally came out of her lips, and she sighed, before pulling away, and moving to the bed, to sit back down, and pulled her stuffed bear to her chest.

And after a few moments of them sitting in silence, Jackie opened her floodgates. They talked, laughed, ate, smoked, ate some more, and bonded like they never had.

And then it was cut short when they heard the sliding door open and a "Mommy, Daddy, I'm home!" declared proudly from downstairs. And, in came Laurie, chucking Jackie's hot rollers at her. "I don't need these anymore."

Anger flared, before she calmly stated her peace. "You didn't even ask to take them." Her brown eyes met Laurie's steely blue ones, and she frowned. "Do you know how hard I worked to get the money to pay for these?"

"My parents gave you that money." She threw at her, and Jackie felt a twinge of hurt bubble up in her stomach, before she heard her father in the door.

"Enough!" He shouted, eyeballing everyone. "Laurie, Jackie is just as much our kid as you are." He spoke, before pulling a small bag full of white substance out of his pocket. "Now I want an explanation as to what this is."

Everyone froze, including Hyde and Eric, who were walking into Eric's room. The whole family was now in the girls' room, and Jackie's eyes bulged. "It's Hyde's!" Laurie cried, and Steven's eyes went wide, and he felt that sudden itch to turn and run as fast as he could. But that was cut short when Red shook his head. "That's funny, because I picked it out of your pocket."

A relief bubbled in the pit of his stomach, when Red gave a small smile to the younger kids in the room. "Why don't you all go downstairs?" He asked nicely, and all the kids scattered.

The sounds of the adults yelling floated all the way into the basement, where they were all sparked up. "Man, I can't believe Laurie's on drugs." Hyde blew smoke through his nose.

"Hyde, technically we're on drugs." Eric retorted, giggling, to which he rolled his eyes. "This doesn't count, Foreman." He pointed his finger at the boy. "I know I shouldn't be surprised, but I can't believe Laurie is sniffin' snow." Jackie snorted, crossing her arms, and muttering "I can" with an eyeroll. Laurie was always jealous of Jackie, and made sure to torture her constantly.

"Eric, Hyde, Jackie, Donna, can you come up here please?" The matriarch's voice rang through the house, and the four of them put out the joint, walking upstairs.

"Your father and I have decided that first thing tomorrow morning, your father and I are going to put Laurie in a... a..." She faltered, eyes welling up with tears, looking desperately at her husband, who seemed to be at a loss for words.

"Rehab." Flew out of Jackie and Hyde's mouth simultaneously, and Eric swallowed thickly. "Mom, are you okay?"

"Don't ask stuff like that. Of course she's not okay, dumbass, our little girl is a- a-" He stumbled over his words, throwing the paper in his hands on the ground, and storming out of the house, and into the car, before driving away.

"Oh my." Kitty wailed, falling into her kids' arms, embracing them both. "Oh, Steven, Donna, get in here." Donna was pulled in between Eric and Kitty, who looked expectantly at the boy in question, who looked a bit uncomfortable, but awkwardly shimmied between Jackie and her mother, who he now noticed had tears streaming down her cheeks. The sliding door opened, to reveal Kelso and Fez, who yelled "group hug!" and bolted over.

It was a rather picture-perfect moment. The one who cared for all the basement kids, hugging them all as if she really was their mother. And to a lot of them, she was like a mother. And she just sniffled, trying to hide her tears, but they just kept coming without a shutoff.

"She's asleep right now, but we made a phone call. We're leaving in the morning, but Jackie you don't need to be in there with her, you can sleep with Steven and Eric on the trundle if you like." Jackie smiled gratefully, and Hyde gave a wicked grin when Kelso gave a huff of indignation. "Well, I'm gonna go to bed for a while." She murmured, trotting into the master and shutting the door, before everyone made their way down into the basement.

It was probably around one in the morning when the kids of the Foreman residence and Donna drove Kelso and Fez home in the Vista Cruiser. They were surprised when Kelso walked right in through the front door, even though his curfew was 11:45. But, no yelling, no screaming, just a happy wave from his bedroom window before they drove to Fez's house, where he snuck in through his first floor window.

When the four arrived home, Red was sitting in the garage, a beer in his hand, and a blank look on his face. The kids ran inside.

All four kids set up camp in Eric's room. Like they used too.

And despite what had happened, everything seemed okay. Almost.