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 isn't asshort as the otherbut I still couldn't think of anything. But it does have some fluffy JH goodness in it! Enjoy!

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 10: Outta Your Head

Grooves. The one place that he really mattered.

True, he had a home and a welcome home at that. Mrs. Forman loved him and so did Red, although he'd NEVER admit it. And he had wife.

'My wife,' Hyde thought and grimaced. At first, he was freaked. Then he got used to it and decided that it wasn't so bad. But now he was back to freaking out. He never thought he would get married, let alone the first to get married. And when he started to think about the possibility, it wasn't going to be for many years and it wasn't going to be with a stripper he barely knew. Sure, having a wife that could bend in some really "nice" ways was okay but sex got old after a while when you really didn't give a crap about the other person. When he realized that, he got so drunk that the night hegot married to Sam looked like a preschool fundraiser.

Sex with Jackie never got boring. Ever. Never ever. Not even for a second. No matter what they were doing, how they were doing or where they were doing it, it was always perfect. 'Probably because I loved her'.

It took him forever to say that; that he really did love her and love being with her. In his mind, now, he was completely able to think about their past and how he felt about it. Because it was his past; there was no going back. He didn't mess it up this time. He destroyed it.

So, Steven Hyde sat behind the register, listening to Led Zeppelin, trying not to think about her. Jackie. 'Oh shit'.

Of course, the world loves to torture it's tortured souls. It wouldn't be fun otherwise. As he sat brooding, the very person he was brooding about strolled in. In all her glory. And the jeans that drove him wild.

"Hey," she said when she reached him, leaning on the counter. After the night he found her crying, she decided that maybe they could be friends after all. Until he figured out what she wanted. Or until Fez told him.

"Hey," he said back, still staring at nothing. Luckily he had his glasses or else she might know what he was thinking.

"So, nobody's really here. Bad selling day?" she asked, trying to start a meaningful conversation.

He laughed. "More like bad year."

"Are things really going that bad?" she said, concerned.

Hyde rubbed at his forehead. "Nah, I guess not. Just lately business hasn't been... great... I guess... I'm not good at being the man, you know, man?"

"Steven. I...uh... I don't know if you ever really knew this... but I'm proud of you."

"What? For becoming a corporate lackey who's only interest is stealing money from people who can't afford it, to give to the government, so they can keep feeding the public lies!"

"Err... no. Not exactly," she said. Gaining courage, she slide her hand over to his and grabbed, gently bringing it close to her. "I'm proud that you finally saw what I've always seen in you. I'm proud that you're making something of yourself but not losing your morals... or your conspiracy theories. I'm just... really proud of you."

She rendered him speechless. Her ego would probably need to buy a bigger mansion to keep itself in if it realized how many times she did that to him. He didn't know what to say or how to thank her, if he was even supposed to thank her. He wasn't good in these situations. And she knew that.

"Yeah, just wanted you to know," she said, letting go of his hand and straightening herself. "So, do you have ABBA's Album? I know, that came out last year but I was so busy that I didn't even get myself a copy, which sucks because I love that song "Name of the Game". It's got such a cool beat and..."

"Jackie! Shut your pie hole."

"Steven!" she said as she playfully hit him in the shoulder.

"It's in the loser section, right over there," Hyde said as he pointed to the farthest end of the store.

"You mean where the sign says 'Disco'?"

"Yeah, that's what I said." Jackie turned and gave him a dirty look just before walking to the section and getting her album. As she looked through, a little bit of the weight that was resting on her heart fell to the floor and it didn't hurt so bad.

For either one of them.

Author's Note: So? Was that better? They still have a while to go though. Just read... and review please!