Donna was on the plane back to NY. She was so disgusted with how Kitty had handled the situation. She couldn't believe that she was going to wait until Hyde got better to tell him the truth. It could be weeks until he recovered from the accident. She didn't understand why he had to sit there for four weeks thinking that Jackie was alright. She couldn't help but feel guilty. No matter what Eric had said to her she felt that she was to blame. She wished that she had been better friends with Jackie when they were younger. Although she hated the fact that Jackie called her a moose and lumberjack, she knew deep down that she hated the fact that she would never hear those names again. She would never be able to tell Jackie to shut-up again. Kitty was wrong and there was no way around it. No way at all. She could care less if she never saw her again. She didn't want to see her again. She had always looked up to Mrs. Foreman as a role model but now she couldn't even bare to see her right now. Maybe as time went on and as she got older she would learn to forgive; but that was a big maybe. Ashley began to cry an Donna looked down at her first born. She was happy that she had a girl. She picked Ashley up and began to caress the girl. The girl smiled happily at her mother and she smiled back at her.
(Back at the hospital.)
The door to his room opened and young women came in. She closed the door behind her and walked up to his hospital bed. She leaned over him and kissed him on top of his forehead. Hyde opened his eyes once he felt the icy cold kiss on the top of his forehead; it was Jackie. Hyde looked up at her and didn't understand. She looked cold and pale. She smiled at him and sat down on the bed next to him. She had looked so much weaker than before; and it confused him. It wasn't just simply the fact that she looked stronger, she was out of her bed. She had almost died before and now she was in his room.
"Jackie." He said in a quiet voice.
"Shhhh.." She replied softly.
"I don't understand. Why are you in here? You should be lying down. You almost died tonight. Go back to your room." Hyde said to her.
"I don't have a room anymore." She replied to him.
"What do you mean you don't have a room anymore? Are you going home now? This great Jackie, I can't wait to get out of the hospital; I have something important to ask you." Hyde said to her.
Jackie looked at him sadly. Why didn't they tell him the truth? She shuck her head no to his questions. She wasn't aloud to tell him anything. He looked at her and saw that her eyes had become sad. He didn't understand why she would be so sad. She was finally going to go home. She was going to be alright. For some reason though, Jackie had suddenly looked alright; In fact, she looked almost like a ghost.
"Hyde I have to go now." Jackie said to him in a whisper.
"I'll see you at the Foreman house then." Hyde said to her.
"No you won't. Don't worry though because I'll be watching you." Jackie said to him.
"What do you mean I won't see you at the Foreman house?" Are you going somewhere Jackie?" Hyde asked her.
"Yes I am." Jackie said to him.
"Where are you going?" Hyde said to her.
"I'm going home. " Jackie replied to him.
"Jackie you can't go anywhere. I have to tell you something important." Hyde said to her.
"Sh, close your eyes." Jackie touched his cheek with her ice cold hands. Hyde winced at the feeling of them but then gave in to her demand.
He heard her whisper I love you and replied back to her the same. He opened his eyes and she was gone. Eric came into his room to see that Hyde was awake.
"Hey how are you doing buddy?" He asked him.
"Where did Jackie go?" Hyde asked him.
When Eric heard her name he freaked. He, like Donna, didn't think that he could keep something like Jackie's death from him. It wasn't right and it wasn't fair. He looked at his friend who was waiting impatiently for an answer.
"What do you mean where did Jackie go?" Eric asked him.
"I mean where did she go? She came into my room. She was just in here. She came through the door. You had to see her walking down the hall. Stop playing games with me and tell me where she went." Hyde yelled at him.
Eric had never heard his friend this angry before. He freaked when he thought about how Hyde would react when he heard that Jackie was dead. He didn't want to be around for that. Donna had done the smart thing; she got out. Eric looked at him and could tell that his friend was being serious.
"Um...Hyde... I have something to tell you. It's about Jackie." Eric said to him.
"What about Jackie? Is she dead?" Hyde asked him.
"What! No, No, No, she's not dead. Why would you ask me something like that?" Eric said in as surprised voice.
"Well I just got this feeling that when she came in here she was dead. Eric she looked like a ghost. I swear she did." Hyde said in a serious voice.
"Hyde I don't think you saw Jackie." Eric said to him.
"I did see Jackie and she looked so sad but yet complete. She looked as though she finally felt complete. The weirdest part was when she looked at me. She looked at me in the most saddest most depressed way ever. Why would she look like that at me? Eric go check on her. When she touched my cheek she felt like ice." Hyde asked of Eric.
"Um Hyde I don't think that's a good idea." Eric said to him.
"Why not?" Hyde asked.
"Well for starters, she's probably sound a sleep and secondly I don't think she was in here." Eric said to him.
"Why not?" He asked him.
"Well I think that you felt like ice because the window is open." Eric said to him.
"Why is the window opened? It wasn't opened before. I swear that it wasn't opened before." Hyde said.
"Um...Hyde I think that it's probably just the drugs you're on." Eric said to him.
"Yeah you're probably right I guess. I don't know anymore. Hey Foreman are you sure that she is sound asleep?" Hyde asked him.
"Oh I'm pretty sure that she is sound a sleep." Eric said.
"Yeah well I better get some sleep then. Hey will you close the window for me. It's cold in here." Hyde said to him.
Eric smiled at his friend and said yes. He went to the window and an eerie feeling suddenly came over him. Eric looked out the window and was horrified. His eyes were staring into the face of Jackie's. She looked so sad; just like Hyde had said she did. She looked up at him with her pale brown eyes and gave a slight smile. She put her hand on her lips to tell Eric to be quiet. She looked so different. When she was in the hospital she was in a hospital gown. She was now in a white dress from head to toe. She gave him one last smile and headed into the dark night; disappearing totally from his sight. He closed the window and walked away as quickly as he could. Jackie's spirit had come back to say goodbye to Hyde one last time he thought to himself.
(Back at the hospital.)
The door to his room opened and young women came in. She closed the door behind her and walked up to his hospital bed. She leaned over him and kissed him on top of his forehead. Hyde opened his eyes once he felt the icy cold kiss on the top of his forehead; it was Jackie. Hyde looked up at her and didn't understand. She looked cold and pale. She smiled at him and sat down on the bed next to him. She had looked so much weaker than before; and it confused him. It wasn't just simply the fact that she looked stronger, she was out of her bed. She had almost died before and now she was in his room.
"Jackie." He said in a quiet voice.
"Shhhh.." She replied softly.
"I don't understand. Why are you in here? You should be lying down. You almost died tonight. Go back to your room." Hyde said to her.
"I don't have a room anymore." She replied to him.
"What do you mean you don't have a room anymore? Are you going home now? This great Jackie, I can't wait to get out of the hospital; I have something important to ask you." Hyde said to her.
Jackie looked at him sadly. Why didn't they tell him the truth? She shuck her head no to his questions. She wasn't aloud to tell him anything. He looked at her and saw that her eyes had become sad. He didn't understand why she would be so sad. She was finally going to go home. She was going to be alright. For some reason though, Jackie had suddenly looked alright; In fact, she looked almost like a ghost.
"Hyde I have to go now." Jackie said to him in a whisper.
"I'll see you at the Foreman house then." Hyde said to her.
"No you won't. Don't worry though because I'll be watching you." Jackie said to him.
"What do you mean I won't see you at the Foreman house?" Are you going somewhere Jackie?" Hyde asked her.
"Yes I am." Jackie said to him.
"Where are you going?" Hyde said to her.
"I'm going home. " Jackie replied to him.
"Jackie you can't go anywhere. I have to tell you something important." Hyde said to her.
"Sh, close your eyes." Jackie touched his cheek with her ice cold hands. Hyde winced at the feeling of them but then gave in to her demand.
He heard her whisper I love you and replied back to her the same. He opened his eyes and she was gone. Eric came into his room to see that Hyde was awake.
"Hey how are you doing buddy?" He asked him.
"Where did Jackie go?" Hyde asked him.
When Eric heard her name he freaked. He, like Donna, didn't think that he could keep something like Jackie's death from him. It wasn't right and it wasn't fair. He looked at his friend who was waiting impatiently for an answer.
"What do you mean where did Jackie go?" Eric asked him.
"I mean where did she go? She came into my room. She was just in here. She came through the door. You had to see her walking down the hall. Stop playing games with me and tell me where she went." Hyde yelled at him.
Eric had never heard his friend this angry before. He freaked when he thought about how Hyde would react when he heard that Jackie was dead. He didn't want to be around for that. Donna had done the smart thing; she got out. Eric looked at him and could tell that his friend was being serious.
"Um...Hyde... I have something to tell you. It's about Jackie." Eric said to him.
"What about Jackie? Is she dead?" Hyde asked him.
"What! No, No, No, she's not dead. Why would you ask me something like that?" Eric said in as surprised voice.
"Well I just got this feeling that when she came in here she was dead. Eric she looked like a ghost. I swear she did." Hyde said in a serious voice.
"Hyde I don't think you saw Jackie." Eric said to him.
"I did see Jackie and she looked so sad but yet complete. She looked as though she finally felt complete. The weirdest part was when she looked at me. She looked at me in the most saddest most depressed way ever. Why would she look like that at me? Eric go check on her. When she touched my cheek she felt like ice." Hyde asked of Eric.
"Um Hyde I don't think that's a good idea." Eric said to him.
"Why not?" Hyde asked.
"Well for starters, she's probably sound a sleep and secondly I don't think she was in here." Eric said to him.
"Why not?" He asked him.
"Well I think that you felt like ice because the window is open." Eric said to him.
"Why is the window opened? It wasn't opened before. I swear that it wasn't opened before." Hyde said.
"Um...Hyde I think that it's probably just the drugs you're on." Eric said to him.
"Yeah you're probably right I guess. I don't know anymore. Hey Foreman are you sure that she is sound asleep?" Hyde asked him.
"Oh I'm pretty sure that she is sound a sleep." Eric said.
"Yeah well I better get some sleep then. Hey will you close the window for me. It's cold in here." Hyde said to him.
Eric smiled at his friend and said yes. He went to the window and an eerie feeling suddenly came over him. Eric looked out the window and was horrified. His eyes were staring into the face of Jackie's. She looked so sad; just like Hyde had said she did. She looked up at him with her pale brown eyes and gave a slight smile. She put her hand on her lips to tell Eric to be quiet. She looked so different. When she was in the hospital she was in a hospital gown. She was now in a white dress from head to toe. She gave him one last smile and headed into the dark night; disappearing totally from his sight. He closed the window and walked away as quickly as he could. Jackie's spirit had come back to say goodbye to Hyde one last time he thought to himself.