DISCLAIMER: I don't own That 70's Show or anything related to it. I wish I did cause then I could make Jackie and Hyde be together. Humph… Oh well. The last season never happened. Sorry that I haven't been writing. I've been busy and I forgot. Also, this chapter is really short but I couldn't think of anything. I need to get back into the swing of things.

Summary: Takes place in the 8th Season, during and after Fun It. Jackie and Hyde bottle up their feelings because they can't stand getting hurt again by each other. The final season leads them through tragedy and self-discovery. But will it lead them together again?

Chapter 8: Think About It

Jackie flew upright, breathing heavy, pulse racing. She put her hand on her heart just to find it coming up to give her a high five. Quickly, she turned her bedside light on and threw back the covers. Nothing. 'Just a dream'.

Only moments before, in the vast expanse of land where dreams were from, she had thrown back those very same covers to reveal the head of one Fatso the Clown. Not only was it frightening having a giant head in her head, the fact that it was of a clown added most of the fear. She was deathly afraid of clowns, stemming back from an incident that happened at one of her birthday parties when she was a child.

After she had calmed down a bit, she turned off the light and tried going back to sleep, only finding that she imagined Fatso's face every time she closed her eyes. She even tried turning the light on and just laying down on her back, staring at the ceiling, to try to fall asleep, but every little noise brought her heart race again. 'I can't do this anymore,' she thought. Finalizing her decision with a small head nod, she threw back the covers again (half expecting to find Fatso there and letting out a breath of air she didn't realize that she was holding when she didn't) and got up.

With her light on, she could see where she draped her clothes from the day before and quickly and carefully changed into them. Once fully dressed, she brushed her hair. There was no way she was going out not looking her best, even if it was unlikely that she would see anyone at, '2:56 in the morning,' she thought as she glanced at the clock. She shrugged it off as better to be safe than sorry and left her room, going to place she felt safest.

Less than a half an hour later she was at the door to the Forman's basement. The world was dark around her, only the moon giving off a small amount of light. Her surroundings were covered in a misty blue that scared some and comforted others.

At the door, she leaned in, ear to the door, checking to see if Steven was still awake watching TV. Stripper Sam the Super Slut was at a convention which meant that Jackie wouldn't have to worry about that. When she heard nothing, she slowly opened the door a crack, just to make 100 sure he wasn't lurking. Peeking in, the light from the moon showed the basement in darkness and the only sound was the very light humming of the freezer. Satisfied, she stepped in and closed the door behind her, as quietly as she possibly could. A wave of deja vu hit her as the memories of sneaking in Steven's room when she had no where else to go ran through her head. She smiled a little, knowing that she knew exactly how to get to Steven's room in the dark without tripping on anything. Well, there was that one time, but she wasn't counting then.

She walked two steps in and turned to her right. 'Four paces until the shower curtain will hit your right hand, then two more until the little step, three more until Steven's room, turn right, the door knob is parallel to your belly button, turn it until your palm faces up and push,' she recalled, 'I bet Sam doesn't know that."

She sighed and then grimaced, knowing that she was probably a little loud and Steven wasn't all that sound of a sleeper when he'd only been asleep a few hours. The gang had been out until almost midnight so he probably had only been asleep for about an hour or so. 'Damn. Why did I come?'

'Because you had no where else to go,' her mind answered.

'Oh shut up,' she said back and kicked her mind in the shin, watching it drop to the floor and hold tight to it's injury, hissing in pain while rocking back and forth. She watched it for a few minutes before she got bored and went to turn on the light.

With the light on, she almost felt at peace. Until she remember that Fatso had been there once, on the very spot that she was sitting and she moved quickly to Steven's chair, before realizing that it might not have been the smartest place to move either.

FLASHBACK

"What was that?" Hyde said.

"What?" Jackie replied.

"You just shook," Hyde said, referring to the shiver he felt on top of him.

They were sitting like they always did, Hyde leaned back in his chair and Jackie seated comfortably on top of him, one of her hands in his hair and one of his hands snaked around her waist. They had been watching a Fatso Burger commercial when he felt her shaking. "Oh, that. I just don't like clowns."

"You don't like clowns? You're kidding, right?" When all her got was her patented glare, he continued. "You like unicorns and rainbows and ABBA but you don't like clowns." Without warning, Hyde started laughing as if it were the funniest thing he'd ever heard.

"Steven! It's not funny. I hate clowns! They scare me!" She whined at him.

Hyde stopped laughing and took off his rose colored glasses. "Wait, you're afraid of them?" Jackie looked down and nodded sadly. His face was serious for a moment but quickly turned into a smile and then another laugh. "So, lets see, you're afraid of ugly people, homeless people and clowns," he said barely containing his laughter and then having it explode.

"Steven!" Jackie stammered before getting up and stomping towards the door.

"No, Jackie, wait!" he cried in between laughs. She turned to him, hands on her hips, waiting for him to stop. When he didn't, she growled in frustration and turned again. "No, Jackie, wait, come here."

Reluctantly, she faced him and saw he had stopped laughing and even held his hand out towards her. She walked back to him and took his outstretched hand as he pulled hr back onto his lap.

"Okay, I'm sorry," he said before leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on her lips. Even though she wanted a long speech about why he was sorry, she knew him and knew that even 'I'm sorry' was a tough thing to say.

"It's okay but to really say you're sorry, you have to take me to the mall," Jackie said, grinning. She stood up and turned back to him, waiting.

Hyde groaned and rolled his head back on his shoulders, "Fine," he smiled slyly, "but we're stopping for a Fatso Burger."

"Steven!"

END FLASHBACK

A single tear fell down her face at the memory. Then a few more. A stream of silent tears formed on her cheeks, making her face shine in the light.

"Jackie?" she heard coming from the hall and she wiped her eyes quickly before looking up to see him.

"Steven?"

"What are you doing here, Jacks? It's like 4 in the morning." he said half asleep and not even noticing using his old pet name for her.

"I had a bad dream," she replied. Only she had noticed what he called her and it made her tears try to come a little harder, even though she pushed them back.

"Oh, then that's why you're crying?" he asked skeptically.

There was a pause. "Yeah..."she said meekly, convincing neither one, but Hyde nodded his head and headed back for his room.

When he was almost there, he stopped and said, "I'm not worth crying over," before stepping back into his bedroom. As he shut the door, he faintly heard a soft voice say...

"Then why do I always do?"

AN: I'm going to hold off on the Fez thing for another chapter and maybe add more Kitty in there. I tried to make him a little bit nicer without ruining what I am going to do with him. Tell me what you think.