PART THREE: By Candace
Eric [who had followed the conversation like a tennis match.]:
Alright! So it's final. Donna you're with me, Jackie and Hyde
together, Kelso and Fez get all snuggly together. Split up roomies.
Fez [nervous]: Oh, I don' know, Eric, it is scary here and I am
frightened.
Eric [shooting him a help-me-out look.]: No, Fez, we need to split up
and go are separate ways. [Jerks his head toward Donna in a very
obvious way as she rolls her eyes.]
Fez: Oh, I see . . . Well, I don't mind being in the same room, I can
watch.
Donna: FEZ!
[Eric gives glances at him strangely and takes Donna's hand leading
her away.]
Kelso [crossing arms over his chest and trying to look casual.]:
Since we lost some of the group I think the rest of us should stick
together, you know, for safety.
Hyde [completely calm]: Nope.
[Hyde takes Jackie's hand and heads down the dark hallway the group
exited minutes ago, behind them they could barely hear Kelso.]
Kelso: FINE! WONDERFUL! I'LL JUST BED DOWN WITH FEZ . . . I
MEAN . . . YEAH!
Jackie [ignoring Kelso as Hyde is]: I can't see a thing.
Hyde [holding Jackie's hand while digging in his pocket]: Hold on, I
can't find my lighter.
Jackie: OW!
Hyde: What? [Stopping and turning to her, unable to even see her
face. Earlier they had had five lighters to field they way, now they
couldn't even find one.]
Jackie: I think I hurt my ankle. OW! Left one.
Hyde: Alright, hold on.
[Unable to see in the darkness Hyde places both hands on her upper
arms.]
Jackie: What are you doing?
Hyde: Trying to see if you're okay.
[Jackie is still confused until she feels Hyde's hands slipping down
her arms, switching to her hips and down her legs. He placed a hand
on the back of her thigh while the other curled around her ankle. She
lets out a long sigh and Hyde tries to ignore that his hands are on
her body.]
Hyde [pressing on her ankle]: Does this hurt.
[No response.]
Hyde: Jackie?
Jackie [catching her breath.]: . . . No, no, it's okay.
Hyde [clearing his throat.] Everything seems good.
[Trails his hands up his body semi-aware there is no need to do so.
He turns away, breathing deeply before going ahead. He tries his
pocket again and finds the lighter. He flicks it and holds is out.]
Jackie: I think there's a room up here somewhere, I know it has a
couch or something.
Hyde [pausing and looking back and forth at opposing doors.]: This
one.
[He picks left randomly and opens it. They go inside the room and try
to see around.]
Hyde: Dammit! The lighter is getting to hot.
[Everything goes dark and Jackie's nails dig into Hyde's arm.]
Jackie: We need a candle or something.
Hyde: I don't suppose you brought one and feel like breaking it out
now.
Jackie [timidly.]: No.
Hyde: Wait a second, I'll try again.
[A small flame flares to life.]
Jackie: THERE!
[Hyde is so startled her jumps and drops the lighter.]
Hyde: Son of a--
Jackie: I saw a fireplace.
Hyde: And we have no lighter.
Jackie: Alright, I'll get it.
Hyde [surprised]: Really?
Jackie: Yeah, just stand there.
[He felt her leave him for a brief moment before he could feel her
hands trailing over his body. His jaw clenched as she drifted in
front of him, over his chest and down, down his legs. He heard the
faint sound of her patting the ground in search of the lighter as she
held his boot, trying not to be separated. He tried to ignore his
hormonal body as he focused on the darkness, the boards adorning the
windows not allowing a peep of light through.]
Jackie: Hyde?
Hyde [hoarsely.]: Yeah?
Jackie [springing up in front of him.]: I got it.
[She grips his shirt and pulls him to the section she believed the
fireplace to be. Once more the lighter comes to life and she leans
down, doing a fast search to discover some newspapers.]
Jackie: Here, roll these up, we can light them.
[Hyde obeys, still trying to clear his head, and she lights them,
placing them on to of the rod iron stand. After a few minutes they
had managed to find the remains of a broken chair and add them to the
blaze, warm and welcoming.]
Jackie [proudly.]: I knew we could do it, and this is the right room
too.
Hyde [giving a genuine grin.]: You and me, good team.
Jackie [with a small smile.]: Told ya.
Hyde [moving closer]: Maybe we should move the couch closer to the
fire, keep warm, it can be drafty in an empty house.
[Jackie is a little surprised at his flirty behavior but doesn't let
it show.]
Jackie: Good idea.
[Together -- with Hyde doing most of the work -- they put their `bed'
in place.]
Jackie [finally noticing the couch with a wrinkled nose.]: It's all
dusty.
Hyde: Let me.
[Replying almost gentlemanly. He undoes the remainder of his buttons,
removing it and laying it over a cushion.]
Hyde: At least you have a clean place to lay your head.
[Jackie doesn't reply, instead staring at the what his skin looks
like in the firelight.]
Hyde: Jackie?
Jackie [pulling herself out of a daze.]: Huh? Oh, thanks.
[She sits on the couch and Hyde sits right next to her, she looks at
him in half expectation, half uncertainty. He puts a finger under her
chin and leads her to face him.]
Hyde: Jackie, I'm going to kiss you.
Jackie [Giving a soft smile.] Yes, Steven . . .
[Hyde leans in as she says those words only to be interrupted by
a . . .]
Kelso: WHAT?!?!?
[Fez and Kelso falls through the door, it's obvious that they have
been listening. Kelso struggles to his feet, Fez a little slower.]
Kelso: [unbelieving and sputtering.] We just came to tell you that --
that we may have found a way out and . . . WHERE IS YOUR SHIRT,
MISTER! . . .