A/N: Thank you so so much to the awesome people who reviewed the last chapter, and a special shout out to the guest reviewers who I don't get to personally thank. Your reviews meant loads to me, especially as it had been so long between posts. Thank you!

This chapter is shorter than most and is really just a sweet little moment between Jackie and Hyde...hope you like it! There's no angst - I have to let them be happy for a while right?

Oh, and as we all know, the timeline on the show was crazy which makes writing FF super hard. I'm kind of trying to stick to the show's timeline but it is just confusing and annoying so I'm not stressing about it too much. Right now we're obviously still in Season 5, coming toward the end - but don't panic - no nurses will be popping into Hyde's life in this story!

Anyway, enjoy!

The Next Day

Hyde couldn't shake the grin off his face as he strolled up the corridor towards the maternity unit at Point Place hospital. Even the stench of cleanliness couldn't shift his good mood. Hell, he was fairly sure he'd slept wearing the damn smile and he worried that if he wasn't careful the wind might change and he'd be wearing it permanently. Nah, couldn't happen; no doubt he'd see Kelso today and that'd for sure kill his mood.

Speak of the devil.

"Kelso! Hey, man, what's up?" Hyde said when he turned a corner and saw Kelso loitering outside Jackie's room. At first the stupid grin stayed on Hyde's face, but once he saw the half dozen roses Kelso was holding it was quickly replaced with a scowl.

Kelso kicked himself off the wall with his foot and ran to Hyde, arm outstretched. "Hyde, my man! Congratulations on the kid, dude!" Hyde shook his friend's hand firmly, hoping to break a few fingers in the process. Kelso furrowed his brow. "Ow," he said quietly, pulling his hand away.

"Thanks, man," Hyde grinned. "Have you seen her yet? She's real cute, even though she kinda looks like a little old man, all squished up n shit - don't tell Jackie I said that bit."

Kelso smiled wide eyed, curious about this old man baby of Hyde and Jackie's. "Sounds cool! I've always wanted to see an old man the size of a baby, coz I totally think old people look like babies. Oh, and don't worry, I wouldn't tell Jackie, she went right off when I told her that her grandma looked like my cousin's French Pug."

Hyde nodded. "I bet she did. Anyway, have you been in yet?" he asked, nodding at the closed door.

"Nope, hot nurse said there were too many people in there so someone had to wait outside. Of course I took that bullet coz the nurse was hot n all and I fully thought she just wanted a little Kelso action -" he winked at Hyde. Hyde rolled his eyes. "- but when I turned around she'd disappeared. You think she's playing some kinda hot nurse cat n mouse game? Like where I gotta find her?"

God this guy was dumb.

"Yeah, Kelso, that's totally what nurses who are at work wanna do. Screw saving people's lives, man. They're really just waiting for idiot guys like you to come visit patients and play hide n seek with them. You absolutely have to go find her."

"I agree." Kelso puffed out his chest before looking at the bunch of flowers in his hand. He pulled one stem out and held the rest out to Hyde. "Well can you give these to Jackie for me? Hopefully she doesn't notice there's only five there. Just figured, y'know, the nurse might like a little treat when I find her." He put the rose between his teeth and waggled his eyebrows.

Hyde pushed the other five flowers into Kelso's chest, breaking some stems in the process. "I'm not giving Jackie those flowers."

"Why not?"

"They're red fuckin' roses. Who gives a new mother red roses, man? Not me, and certainly not you when the chick is Jackie. Now take your flowers n go find your nurse."

Hyde steeled himself as Kelso strode off looking deciding dejected. The roses hung limp from the taller guy's hand and Hyde hoped they'd soon be in the trash. He knew Kelso and his flowers shouldn't bother him, especially not today of all days, but it was as though the moron was never gonna give it up. He was always going to pull out the romance card in a lame attempt to woo Jackie back, even when she'd just had a baby. It sickened Hyde to the core. But he wouldn't let it ruin his day.

When Hyde walked into Jackie's room he found the new mother looking a damn sight better than when he'd left her at two that morning. She'd obviously showered and dressed herself in the new nightie she'd bought specifically for the occasion, and somehow between healing and caring for her newborn, she'd found the time to plaster some make-up on. He took her in for a moment, his presence unnoticed by the visitors whose attention was solely on the tiny bundle in the room, before clearing his throat.

"Morning," he said, the smile Kelso had chased away returning to his face.

Kitty looked up at him, but only for a second. The baby in her arms was far more deserving of her attention. "Oh, Steven, this little girl is just precious!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah," Hyde agreed, peeking over Kitty's shoulder to catch a glimpse of his daughter, "she's cool alright." It was with relief that Hyde noticed the swelling around the baby's eyes and nose had subsided and she was beginning to look more baby-like and less like Mr. Magoo. He wondered how the head was doing, making a mental note to check under her little hat later.

"Congratulations, Steven." Red shook Hyde's hand and smiled a warm smile that was very rarely seen. "She's lovely."

"Thanks, Red."

Red's smile faded just as Hyde figured it would, and he looked at Hyde sternly. "So don't go messing her up. I've seen the way you look after your things, losing them left right n centre, trading them in for newer models all the time-"

Okay, Red had to have Hyde confused with Eric. Hyde had kept the same pair of jeans his uncle had bought him four years ago and as far as Hyde was concerned they still looked as good as new. As for trading things in for newer models - Hyde would rather cut off his left pinkie than trade the Camino. Red was talking crazy, but Hyde wasn't gonna argue today.

"Red, don't worry," Hyde interjected. "I don't plan on losing her or trading her in. In fact, I'm pretty sure I won't even drop her -"

Jackie looked up concerned. "Oh you better not drop her!" she warned. "I don't want her ending up like Michael."

"Relax," Hyde said, "she won't be anything like Kelso, because I'll be takin' care of her."

"Oh we'll all be taking care of her," Kitty mused, trying to place the baby into her husband's arms. "Won't we, Red?"

Red stepped back and held his hands up. He didn't want to hold the baby and Hyde didn't blame him. Hyde wouldn't want to hold her either if she wasn't his kid. Newborns were too delicate, too fragile, too easily damaged. They were better left in the care of their parents or women...

"Sure, we'll guide these kids, Kitty, but we won't be taking care of her. We've raised our kids, hell, we're almost rid of the last of them. Its up to Steven and Jackie to raise their child. We can just sit back and tell them all the things they're doing wrong."

Kitty frowned and pressed her lips on the baby's forehead. "But it takes a village, Red..."

Red smirked and crossed his arms. "It takes a village if you live in a village, Kitty. We don't. We live in the civilised world where you clean up your own mess and take care of your responsibilities. Now this little girl -" he flicked the baby's chin gently with his fingertip, "- as cute as she is, she's Steven and Jackie's responsibility so they need to take care of her."

"Ha ha ha!" Kitty laughed, looking at Hyde and shaking her head. "Oh, Red," she said, "this little girl is a part of our family and we're all responsible for her. What's life without family?"

Red shrugged, knowing full well the Forman family had just increased by one. "Something I'll never know."

After Red had managed to pry Kitty away from the baby and taken her home, Hyde was finally able to hold his daughter again. He sat down on the chair and examined her features. She definitely looked better. Her small lips were already showing signs that they would be full and pouty like her mother's, and her skin had settled into a fair, pinky shade which was smooth to the touch.

"Fuck she's cute," Hyde mumbled, pressing his nose to hers.

Jackie gasped. "Steven! Don't cuss around her!"

"She doesn't know what I'm saying. She probably can't even hear yet."

"She can hear, Steven. Every time those damn nurses walk in and out of here she wakes up. You'd think they'd know to be quiet."

Hyde stared at his daughter curiously, wondering what it was like to be her right now. Was she scared being out in the big, wide world? Was she sore from being born? Did she know he was her dad? It mustn't be easy being shoved into the world after being tucked up in the warmth and darkness of Jackie's tummy.

"So she can hear but not see?" he asked Jackie.

Jackie shrugged. "I think so," she replied, sounding unsure herself. "Well, she's not completely blind, but I think she sees more colour and shapes than anything in particular."

"Weird."

"Says the guy who wears sunglasses at night," Jackie teased, siting up in her bed. "Anyway, what's in the bag and what took you so long to get here?" She pointed to the brown paper bag at the end of the bed and Hyde stood up. He picked up the bag, now feeling rather stupid for buying the things for Jackie. When he'd gone to the store on his way to the hospital he'd pondered buying her flowers or balloons or other dumb crap like that but he couldn't do it. He knew that was the type of lame shit she liked, and he knew that she really deserved to get that sort of stuff today, but she'd already witnessed him crying the night before...he had to hold on to some of his Hyde-ness. So he'd settled on something else for her.

He handed her the bag. "Got you a little something on my way here." Jackie took the bag, a brilliant smile overcoming her. "Oh," Hyde added, "and I was late getting here coz I slept in n no one thought to wake me."

Jackie narrowed her eyes. "Did you go out drinking after you left here last night?"

"Yeah, coz there were so many places to go at 2 in the morning," Hyde said sarcastically. Jackie's face fell, her hormones probably unable to cope with his sarcasm. "No, Jackie," Hyde reassured her. "I didn't go drinking. I went home n went to bed. Just overslept I guess."

Satisfied with his answer, Jackie began opening the bag. "Good," she said, her fingers diving in to retrieve her gift. "Because it'd hardly be fair if you were out having fun while I'm stuck here bleeding like a victim of war."

Hyde winced. He'd seen the blood but really didn't wanna think about it.

"Wouldn't be fair at all," he conceded half-heartedly. He went back to gazing at his daughter when Jackie pulled out his completely boring, utterly un-romantic, and thoroughly platonic gifts, not wanting to see her look of disappointment. But when Jackie opened her mouth it wasn't to call him out on his present buying skills.

"The new Vogue!" she cried enthusiastically, her eyes pouring over the glossy cover. "And the latest Cosmo! Oh, Steven, you know me so well."

Reassured he wasn't a complete loser, Hyde settled back into the chair and grinned. "Thought you might like something to read while you're trapped in here. The chocolates are to munch on in between the crap hospital food," he told her.

Jackie examined the box of chocolates, flipping it over to check the flavours. "These look delicious," she said, practically drooling. "I want one now -" she moved to open the box before quickly dropping it on the small table by her bed, "- but I can't...I've gotta get rid of this flabby tummy."

Hyde rolled his eyes at her crazy talk. She looked good, damn good. "Jackie, you had a baby less than 24 hours ago. Give yourself a break. Have a chocolate."

Jackie licked her lips and glanced at the box, but smartly changed her mind about indulging. "No, I can't. Well...maybe just one after dinner..." She rolled onto her side and smiled at Hyde. "Thank you, Steven, for the chocolates and the magazines. It was really sweet of you to buy them for me."

Hyde felt his face blush and he shrugged. "No big deal. You deserve a whole lot more after what you went through last night."

"Oh my God," Jackie sighed at the memory and lay her head on her pillow. "Wasn't it horrific? I swear I'm never doing that again. I don't know how people do it six or seven times. Perhaps poor people have a higher tolerance for pain or something?"

Hyde chuckled. "Perhaps they do." He kissed the baby's forehead, totally in awe of her and her mother and wished time would stand still. This was cool, just him, Jackie and the baby. No outside world messing things up. No parental crises to deal with. No schoolyard gossip stirring things up. Just him, Jackie and their daughter; Hyde could be content with that. "Hey," he said, getting Jackie's attention. "Seriously though, what you did last night was pretty amazing, man. I would never have believed you had it in you. You're a strong chick, you know that?"

"I didn't believe I had it in me either and I still can't believe I did it. God it was horrible." Jackie shuddered then opened her eyes and looked straight into Hyde's. "I couldn't have done it without you though, Steven. Thank you for being there with me -"

Remembering the time spent making calls, Hyde cut her off. "I did nothin', Jackie. You don't need to thank me-"

Jackie raised herself up onto her elbow, her chocolate locks falling onto the white hospital linen. "Yes I do. Steven, I would've given up a trillion times if you hadn't been there supporting me-"

"To be fair, I don't think labour's a thing you can really call time on-"

"Whatever. Whether you choose to believe me or not, I really needed you last night, Steven and you came through for me. You came through for us-" Jackie looked at the baby in his arms and the corner of her mouth rose. A mother's love, Hyde could see it right there. "- I'll never forget it. Actually, something else I won't forget is that song you played in the car on the way to the hospital. What was it called?"

Hyde thought back to the car ride the previous night. He hadn't paid much attention to the song, more concerned about the girl next to him practically tearing his dash to pieces.

"Oh," he said, finally remembering. "It was AC/DC, Let There be Rock."

Jackie screwed her face up. "Ugh, I never liked AC/DC."

"I know. But you did last night." Hyde smiled.

"Yeah, well it helped take my mind off the fact your daughter was trying to tear her way out of my vagin-"

Hyde winced again. "Jackie, please," he said silencing her.

Jackie gingerly sat up, her brow furrowed in thought. Hyde wondered what the hell she could be thinking about that related to AC/DC.

After a moment, Jackie spoke. "What are the names of the guys in the band?" she asked.

"What band?"

"AC/DC, silly."

"Oh, um, Angus Young-"

"Yuck."

"-Malcolm Young-"

"Ew."

"-Bon Scott-"

"Oooh!" Jackie cried, flipping her legs over the side of the bed by Hyde. "Bon...Bonnie! We could name her Bonnie!"

Hyde stared at Jackie in disbelief. The pregnancy hormones and the trauma of giving birth were wrecking havoc on her mind if she was seriously considering naming their kid after AC/DC.

"Are you serious?" he asked, holding back a laugh. "You wanna name her after Bon Scott? This is your daughter, Jackie, you love her. And you hate AC/DC."

Jackie flicked her hair over her shoulder and crinkled her nose at Hyde. "But I love that song."

"For all of 19 hours."

Jackie shrugged. "So? Steven, that song got me through that car ride and stopped me hurling myself through the windscreen." She stood up, a little wobbly on her feet, and Hyde reached for her hand to steady her. Sitting down on Hyde's lap, Jackie admired their daughter nestled in his arm. "And don't you think she'd suit the name Bonnie? Look at her...she's a Bonnie."

Hyde looked at the baby and tried hard to see a Bonnie, or more specifically, a Bon. But he couldn't. All he could envision was his daughter getting teased at school for being named Bonnie Hyde. Dammit! He could've forever said his daughter was named after one of the greatest lead singers of all time had he not had Hyde as a last name.

Hyde shook his head. "I'd love to go with you on this one, Jackie, but I have to veto it. It's too close to Bonnie and Clyde. She'll be made fun of forever and I'll end up arrested for beating up school kids."

Jackie's shoulders slumped. "God, you're right," she agreed. "It does sound stupid. But Angus and Malcolm are worse."

"Yeah, I think we just gotta write off AC/DC altogether," Hyde said as another plan formulated in his head.

"Well what are we going to name her then?" Jackie asked, looking perplexed. "We can't agree on any names and I don't want her to be 'Baby Hyde' for too much longer, it makes her sound like an orphan...no offence."

"None taken."

As Jackie wrapped an arm around Hyde's neck and snuggled her head onto his shoulder, Hyde prepared himself to ask the big question. A name he liked had been rattling around his head for a while but he'd figured Jackie would never in a million years go for it. She liked girly names...really girly names, like flipping Crystal, and this name wasn't girly at all. But if he didn't ask he'd never know, so he may as well go for it.

"So, Jackie, AC/DC might be out but you always kinda liked Aerosmith right?" he said tentatively.

"I like a couple of their songs."

Dammit...why hadn't he randomly pulled out an Aerosmith cassette last night?

"What do you think of Tyler as a name?" He spat the words out as fast as they could come while he had the courage to ask. After what Jackie had been through - giving birth to their child - he really felt he should relinquish any and all naming rights to her alone. But his daughter wouldn't thank him for that in the long run; no one wants to go through life named Coco. That was a hot beverage not a name.

"Tyler? As in Steven Tyler?"

Well she hadn't immediately shut him down. That had to be a good thing.

"Yeah, I guess," Hyde said. "But more just coz I like the name Tyler."

Jackie stroked the baby's cheek and whispered 'Tyler'. She paused for a second before saying, "But isn't Tyler a boy's name? Or a last name?"

"Well, I s'pose, but who cares, man? Like, as long as we like the name does it really matter? All this 'girl's name/boy's name' stuff...what's the bet in a few years no one will even care."

Jackie raised an eyebrow. "Steven, can you honestly imagine a boy named Melissa or a girl named Wyatt? I don't think times are gonna change that much." She looked at the baby again. "But, I do kinda like Tyler and I did want her to have an original name. There are far too many people naming their babies Jennifer and Jessica right now."

Hyde fought back the urge to grin, it was too soon for that and nothing was written on paper yet. He had to play it cool.

"Sooooo, you're leaning towards Tyler?" he calmly asked.

A smile crept across Jackie's lips and she nodded. "You know what, I think I am," she said. "In fact, I think we've just named our daughter. Tyler Rose Hyde-"

"Rose?" Hyde questioned.

Jackie waved a disinterested hand. "After Rosa. Don't tell her that though, I don't want her thinking she's more important than she really is."

Hyde laughed and squeezed his arm around Jackie's waist. "Oh I'm sure Rosa will never guess," he said dryly.

"So it's settled." Jackie scooped little Tyler up out of Hyde's arm and kissed her lips. The baby opened her dark grey eyes for a moment before they fluttered closed again against the comfort of her mother's chest. "Her name is Tyler."

Hyde grinned, satisfied in too many ways to count, until he thought about announcing the name to certain people. "Red and Kitty are gonna kill us..."