As soon as Fez woke up, he instantly noticed the change in the apartment's atmosphere. He knew as soon as he and Jackie walked in last night and she had wordlessly gone to shower that today would be a hard day for her. He fully expected not to see her much that day, maybe once or twice, and then she'd lock herself in her room and listen to Donny Osmond and Abba all day.

He got dressed for the day, picking out a satin purple paisley button-down, and tight brown flare pants. It was his day off, and he was going to spend it on the couch eating candy and watching TV. He'd go by the basement later.

As the hours passed, he became more and more worried. He looks at his watch and saw that it was nearly 2:00 pm and he had still not seen Jackie. She didn't even come out to use the bathroom, or eat.

"Goddesses have to eat, damn it!" He thought." Maybe she already left, I can snoop in her room and go through her underwear." He giggled at the idea as he got up and headed towards her room.

He got up and knocked on her door. No response. She couldn't still be sleeping, could she? It was her that told him that only burnouts slept past noon. No, she had to have left already.

"Jackie, are you in there? It's 2:00. Are you sick from the creek? Ai- Damn Hyde!"

When he didn't hear a response, he felt himself get excited at the thought of rummaging through Jackie's room. But when he walked into the room, nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.

There was nothing. Her closet, left wide open, was empty. There were no sheets on her bed and all her makeup and beauty products were gone. All that was left was a nightstand, her bed, and her trash can, something small and brown sticking out of it.

Stunned, Fez felt himself run and open the bathroom door and rush to the shower. He immediately noted the absence of her scented shampoo and conditioner, and the fluffy pink robe that she kept in the bathroom was gone. Her toothbrush was missing, and Fez could feel his heart breaking. His goddess, his queen, and best friend was gone. First Eric, then Kelso, and now Jackie. What had happened to their group? The five people he considered family, who had listened to the story of when he lost his virginity and comforted him when he and Nina broke up?

Walking back outside, he noticed that her flower pillows were gone from the couch. She must have taken them too. He was sitting out here for hours, how had he not noticed every clue to her departure that had seemed so obvious? Thinking about what he knew about Jackie, a goddess who had a taste for dramatics, he concluded that she must've left a note. She wouldn't just leave silently. No, Jackie Burkhart would want to leave behind an explosion in her wake.

An hour later, after searching every corner of the apartment that he shared with her less than 24 hours ago, he accepted that she had not left a sign of her leave. If he had not gone into her room, would he even know yet? And where was she? Maybe she's staying at Donna's? Or even the Forman's?

But he knew better than that. He never said anything, but he'd watched as Donna and Hyde broke her down. She'd been building walls around herself and he knew months ago that it would only be a matter of time before she'd reach her breaking point. It had finally happened.

He felt his sadness over her leaving eclipsed by pride in his goddess. She had done it. She'd gotten the hell out.

Storming out of the apartment, he set off to the Forman's. He didn't know how everyone would react to the news about Jackie, but he knew he had to tell them.

So I know this is kind of um...terrible. I always had a hard time writing Fez, I feel like most of his storylines didn't give him the chance for character development or growth. But I knew his point of view was necessary for this story. Bear with me, I promise it'll get better!

PS: If you were unfortunate enough to read this in the first hour it was published and was in code, I'm so sorry! I hope you enjoy it now. A big thanks to everyone who reached out to let me know about the mistake!