It was at the point when Hyde hurdled the Pinciotti picket fence that he realized he had lost his zen. Suddenly years of emotional subterfuge were swept away. Oh my God, he panicked. I'm feeling! And what was much worse, he was expressing his feelings!
It was Jackie's comment that he didn't give a damn about her that had triggered the melt down. How dare she play the victim. She was the one who had broken up with him, she was the one who had turned his life into a monotonous wasteland when she traipsed off to New York. And then there was her main crime – she had made him fall in love with her.
Slamming Donna's bedroom door open in the best soap opera fashion, Hyde's angry gaze centred on Jackie, white faced and trembling. God, she was so much more beautiful in colour.
"Hyde, what the hell?" Donna yelled.
"Shut up, Donna" Hyde barked. "Jackie and I have some unfinished business to take care of."
"No, Steven. I have nothing to say to you," Jackie said, cursing the tremor in her voice.
Hyde paused, considering the logistics of the situation. Should he throw Donna out of her bedroom and lock the door? Who was he kidding, Donna would cream him. And there was the surveillance gear.
He reached over and grabbed Jackie by the hand. "Come on!"
"No," fought back the stubborn princess. She tried to kick him in the shin but found it was not as effective when she was barefoot.
"Jackie, you can either come with me this way or I'll put you over my shoulder – and your hair isn't tied back this time so it will probably get pretty mussed."
Jackie scowled. "FINE," she surrendered angrily.
Not taking any chances, Hyde kept a firm grasp of her wrist as he pulled her down the stairs towards the Forman's house.
"Damn!" Donna swore. "There goes my house!"
However, when Jackie and Hyde reached the basement back door, they found Fez and Kelso guarding the entrance with arms crossed and faces stern.
"Guys, let us through," Hyde said.
"You're not going anywhere, Hyde," Kelso said in his best swaggering cop voice.
"We want our slutty cars, you son of a bitch," Fez bit out. The teenagers froze for a moment, and then Hyde quickly did an about-face to the El Camino, never letting go of Jackie. He only just managed to get them both in the car when his pursuers caught up with them, leaving Fez and Kelso in the El Camino's exhaust fumes.
"Oh man," Kelso griped. "We're never getting those cars now."
"Do not talk of it," Fez said with tears in his voice. "Oh, the whores we could have driven!"
"I'm sorry, Fez. But hey, if it makes you feel any better, I don't have to return the camera in Donna's room until Monday."
Fez thought about this, drew a deep breath and sprinted back to the monitor with Kelso following closely.
