A/N: Hello my lovelies! Thank for the comments and follows and stuff. It's greatly appreciated 3

I wrote another one, because ya know... things. This one is a little and veering slightly out of cannon. I hope you enjoy ^^

Chapter 3: Rebel, Rebel

Jackie stumbled into the basement. She hadn't known what to expect, but the fact that Eric and Fez were in deep conversation about the girls on Gilligan's Island was still somewhat surprising. Eric had been moping around in his room most of the summer and she didn't even want to know what Fez had been up to. But there they were, only barely glancing up, when she banged the door open.

Hyde was sitting in his regular chair, arms across his chest, legs out stretched. She didn't know how he did it, but even in the torn jeans and ratty t-shirt he looked absolutely delicious. Jackie sank down into the old garden chair. Although his head was still turned to the television, she knew he was looking at her from behind his sunglasses. No one said anything to her and she didn't say anything back. She just looked at the television and sunk into her own silence.

Not very long after Eric and Fez's fight reached their climax, with both of them storming off in separate directions. Before Hyde could react Jackie was on top of him, kissing him fiercely. He wrapped his arms around her waist, while her hands traced her way to the nape of his neck. It was intense, not quite the way they normally kissed. Jackie pulled back after a while, her face a few inches from his. Her smile was wide and her eyes sparkled with a manic fervor.

"Let's go somewhere," she whispered. Hyde licked his lips. Something wasn't right, but he couldn't put his finger on it, aside the fact that she was behaving crazier than normal. He blamed it on woman schizo crap. He found it quite enticing at the moment.

"Where do you want to go?" He breathed back. Jackie looked over the top of his head for a moment. Then she smiled again, softer this time. "Paris."

They of course ended up on top of the water tower. It was a place they didn't often visit together. There were too many memories of her and Michael up here. But he wasn't present tonight. It was just them, the way she liked it. If it was up to Jackie she wouldn't share him with the rest of the world, ever. He was so much nicer and fun when they were alone.

What was it about him that brought out her serial killer stalker tendencies out? She didn't know and she was going to ignore him.

Hyde sat next to her, his arm wrapped around her waist. Jackie had calmed down somewhat, but she still had that glimmer in her eye. It made him wonder if she wanted to do something crazy. Finally she opened up the too-large purse she had been carrying around.

Yes, she wanted to do something crazy.

"Tequilla shots?" He chuckled. "Jackie, you barely drink."

She giggled. "That's what you think."

That was a joke right?

She paid no heed as she continued, "I've never done them. I thought it would be fun!"

He couldn't argue that logic. She pulled out the bottle, two glasses, a filled salt shaker, limes and a knife. She started paring the limes. Once she was done, moved over a little and put the shot glasses between them. She grabbed the bottle and filled two glasses.

"You came really prepared," Hyde noted dryly.

"Of course," Jackie said matter-of-factly. Once she was done she grabbed the salt shaker.

"Are you ready?" She asked. He just nodded. He licked his hand and she sprinkled salt on it. Then she licked her own hand and did the same. Then she handed him a lime part and took one for herself.

"On the count of three?" Hyde suggested.

"Yes!"

"Alright then... One... Two... Three..." They simultaneously licked the salt, downed the shot and stuck the lime parts in their mouth. They grinned widely, with the fruit rinds still in their mouths. Jackie spit hers over the edge. "That was fun! Want to do it again?"

It seemed like a good idea, so they repeated the motions. Hyde felt the alcohol go to his head, but Jackie, who weighed 90 pounds soaking wet, seemed fine.

Instead she smiled seductively and leaned in. "Maybe you should do another one..."

Then she stuck a piece of lime between her teeth. She looked weirdly sexy like that, so he gave in. After downing the tequila he leaned in slowly and bit into the lime. Quickly he took it from her and spit it out and gave her a longer lingering kiss. He wanted to break away after a few seconds, but Jackie had snaked her arms around his neck, holding him in place. For a while Hyde went with it. He started kissing her neck.

"Take your pants off," she whispered. Now he was pulling back. Although they had had sex on things that were not strictly beds or in houses, they were always in a secluded area. The water tower, although a very nice hideaway, was very visible for anyone who wanted to watch.

He wasn't against the possibility of getting caught, but Jackie was. Something was wrong.

"Jackie, what's wrong?"

She looked at him, surprised. "Nothing. Now take your pants off."

"Jackie..." He sounded so serious. She crawled off him. "I just wanted to be a little naughty."

"On top of the water tower?"

She looked him straight in the face, looking a little mad. "I thought that was one of your fantasies!"

He was dumbstruck for a second, but he regained his composure fairly soon. "But it's not one of yours."

"What if I changed my mind?" She sounded like a petulant four year old now. He half expected her to stick his tongue out at him.

"Did you?"

"No..." She wasn't looking at him now. Instead, she grasped the bottle next to her, twisted the cap off in a fluent motion and started downing the bottle. Hyde's eyes grew wide when he saw the large amount the already managed to swallow. He twisted the bottle out of her hands and threw it off the water tower.

"HEY!" She was looking in the direction the bottle disappeared to. Then she turned to him. "What the hell did you do that for?!"

Hyde knew he was on thin ice. She looked really angry and Jackie was not afraid of physical violence when it came down to it.

He grabbed her shoulders. "Jackie," he said in his calmest, most zennest voice, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing! Except that you ruined the evening." She threw the rest of the stuff in her purse and started to climb the ladder. Hyde wanted to stop her, but since she'd been drinking quite a lot, he didn't. After giving her a twenty second head start he climbed down as well.

Jackie was already stalking towards the camaro when he finally reached the ground.

"JACKIE!" He yelled, running after her. He grabbed her arm and made her face him. He expected her to be annoyed or angry, but instead she was crying.

The urge to make her talk to him faded and he hugged her instead. Jackie let him, but her arms didn't find their way to his shoulders, the way they usually did. He just held her and she cried.

They stood like that for minutes on end. Finally Jackie's sobs subsided and were replaced by the occasional shock of the shoulders. After a while Hyde pulled back and put his hand on her cheek. "What's going on?"

She shook her head.

"Babe..." Hyde never used pet names, so the fact that he called her babe, shocked both of them. Jackie looked at him with shining eyes. "It's just... this day... I just don't like this day."

"Want a burger?" She nodded and they got into the car.

A while later they were sitting with the food on the edge of the flat bed, like they had on their first date. They didn't speak until they had finished.

"Now will you tell me?" He asked again.

Jackie just looked at him. "Why do you care so much?"

Now it was Hyde's turn to be annoyed. He scoffed a little and said, "Well, aside from the fact that we're flinging it pretty hard right now, you're also my friend, man."

She smiled a little; her normal soft private smile. "Okay... my mom just left for Mexico."

Hyde frowned. It wasn't uncommon for her parents to go trips, if his memory wasn't failing him.

"I checked. There was no return ticket."

Ah. He pulled her close to him. This time she wrapped an arm around his waist.

"But that's not all folks. As soon as she was gone, my dad had to go to Chicago for 'business'. Which is code for 'shacking up with my mistress'."

He didn't know what to do. So he just said, "That sucks."

Jackie nodded against his chest. "And then you rejected me as well. I just... I wanted to feel something else then utter and total abandonment."

Hyde felt both shitty and relieved, which was an odd combination at the best of times. He really didn't know what to do. "Sorry about what happened."

He felt her shrug. "It's okay. It's probably for the best you stopped me."

"Why?" He didn't know why, but he felt that the answer was important.

"Because someone would've seen us and taken pictures," she just said. He sighed and kissed her temple.

"Come on, I'll take you home."

A/N: So yeah, sadness! This will probable have a follow up, so be excited!

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