A/N: I was able to get this up today in between packing like mad. Mad as a hatter, I say! I hope you all enjoy it!!

Hyde had set everything up that next morning. He'd put a blanket on the couch, he'd set up 'Who's Next' on the store sound system, and now he was just waiting. She was supposed to show up at 8:15, which he figured gave him enough time to seduce her with the music, fuck her, and then clean up and get everything situated before his store opened at 9:30. He smiled, and rubbed his hands together. She was going to be puddy in his hands.

He did, however, have to wonder why he was so excited. Sure, sex was great, and sex with Jackie was fantastic, but there was more to it than that. Ever since she and Fez had broken up, he'd sort of felt like taking back what was his. Even if Jackie didn't belong to him, she felt like his because deep down he knew he was hers. He'd always be hers.

Unfortunately, it was pretty clear that Jackie didn't want to get back with him. In any sense of the word. He'd gone too far the last time, and he knew it. Before, he could slowly chip away at her and she'd come back to him. Now, he just didn't know.

He was taken from his ruminations by a knocking on the window. He looked up, and saw Jackie, hugging herself in the cold. He got up, and let her inside.

"So where is this music?" she asked, walking inside. "Ooh! Tell me you have some Springsteen! He's so hot!"

"You have awhile to wait for that one," Hyde said, and pointed to some boxes by the couch. "You can look through there and find something you like." She nodded, and sat on the couch. She began sorting, and Hyde walked to the sound system. He turned on 'Who's Next', and watched her. Was she melting? Was she getting weak in the knees? Was she going to stand up and throw him onto the couch and have her filthy way with him?

No, she was going to look through the albums. So he turned up the music a little bit. She looked at him, eyebrows raised.

"That's kind of loud, don't you think?" she asked.

"….. You don't like it?" he asked back.
"Well it's not that I don't like it, it's fine," she said. "But it's kind of loud."

"How much do you like it?" he asked.

"I like it as much as I like most of The Who's music, Steven, what is going on?" she asked. "Why are you blasting 'Who's Next' and showing me bad music?"

"How much do you like other Who?" he asked. "What other Who do you like?"

"Okay, I have no idea what has come over you but you're CLEARLY not thinking straight today," she said, standing up. "So you wake me up early to look at music you SAID I'd like, and you play The Who too loudly. What gives?" Hyde didn't know what to say. Either Fez was wrong about what he saw or she was REALLY good at hiding it. Or maybe it was something else….

"…. Sorry," was all he could say at this point. "Just… sorry."

"…. It's okay," she said, and sat down again. "This way I can go on the job hunt earlier." He then had a brilliant idea. It was just going to have to be a case of trial and error.

"How about you work for me today," he said. She looked at him skeptically. "Just for today, you could use the money and I could use the help." She thought for a few seconds, and then smiled.

"Okay," she said. "But just for today, we aren't going to make a habit out of this."

"Of course not," he said. "I guess your first piece of work is to clean up those albums you've strewn about the floor. She nodded, and he went into the backroom. He gathered every single Who album he could find, 'Quadrophenia', 'The Who Sings My Generation', 'Happy Jack', 'Who Are You', EVERY SINGLE ONE. Even the compilation albums. Jackie was here for a work day. And Hyde was going to figure out which album got her off. Even if he had to get her back for a second day he was going to figure it out.

By four in the afternoon, Hyde had gone through most of the Who albums, to no avail. At least Jackie was proving to be a good worker. She had sold many records and tapes, and showed no sign of stopping. She was such a great huckster, he was considering offering her a full position at Grooves.

"No, you see if you buy both The Monkees AND The Ramones, you have a nice balance of light hearted boy group and rebellious New York punk," she said, holding up two tapes for the thuggish looking guy at the store.

"Why would I want The Monkees?" he asked.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"I can guarantee that no woman, no matter what social circle, can resist 'Day Dream Believer'," she stated. "Trust me." He considered the tapes, and then handed her the money.

"Thank you!" she said. "Enjoy your music!" The guy left, and Hyde shook his head. He had had enough Who for the day, and decided to simpy turn on the radio.

"This is Hot Donna, coming to you on this cold February 28th," Donna's voice said over the airwaves. "It's nice we get one more day of February, it being a leap year and all. That way maybe this cold trend will snap in time for March. I'll be back in a few minutes with more rock hits, after a few words from our sponsors."

"Great, now the store has commercials," Jackie said, sorting through some tapes. "The timing was bad, I guess."

"Yeah, I guess," he said.

"What happened to The Who marathon today?" she asked.

"Eh, it had a good run," he said. "…. So do you want to come back tomorrow?"

"Nah, I need to continue the job search," she said. "Thanks though."

Over the radio, the familiar chords of 'Pinball Wizard' began to play. Hyde looked at it, and realized it was an advertisement.

"At midnight, March 1st, take the Amazing Journey of a lifetime!" the voice said. "The Who's 'Tommy' playing at the Point Place movie theater. SEE Roger Daltry as Tommy, FEEL the emotion as he searches for his voice, sight, and hearing. EXPERIENCE the music!"

"God, they are really pushing that movie," Hyde said, and looked over at Jackie. Strangely, she was gripping the counter, her back to him. "Jackie?"

"Yeah?" she asked, spinning around quickly. "What? What's up? What's going on?" He eyed her. She was looking frantic, as she wrung her hands together and breathed as normally as possible. He looked at the radio, and then it hit him. The entire time it had been 'Tommy'. Why hadn't he thought of that before?! For God's sake, it was simply one of The Who's most popular albums! It was a more likely choice than 'Live at Leeds', and yet he'd played that one and not 'Tommy'. But just looking at Jackie and he could tell, the lust in her eyes as the advertisement played out, just hearing the music had her hot and bothered. And that made him a little turned on himself.

"So…. You wanna go see this movie or something?" he asked. She looked at him, and gulped a little bit.

"…. Like a date?" she asked. "Because Steven, I've told you that I don't want to get back together, and-."

"Jackie, chill out. You just seem to REALLY like this commercial," he said, and she bit her lip. Damn it, WHY did that have to play right now?

"I thought you said that you weren't interested in this movie," she quipped.

"Well it's a classic," Hyde said. "Even if it's dumb as hell." The commercial ended, and Jackie was no longer turned on, so she became curious.

"What's the catch?" she asked, suspiciously.

"No catch, just a good time out with a friend," he said, and smiled innocently. She looked him up and down. Until recently Hyde had simply been trying to get into her pants. She wasn't into that, as he had hurt her very VERY deeply many times since he came back from Vegas. She had sworn to herself that she would never take him back, because all he would do was hurt her again, only worse. She didn't know how it could get worse than the stripper, and she didn't want to know. But this was a nice gesture. He just wanted to rebuild their friendship. So she smiled, proud of his maturity. Even if the music of 'Tommy' did get her a little... feisty, she was pretty sure she could control herself. At least she hoped so.

"Okay," she said. "I'll go with you."

Donna and Eric were making out in the basement, listening to 'Won't Get Fooled Again'. Eric was trying to think of his buxom bottle blonde, but the whole idea of The Who was going through his mind like crazy thanks to the music. He kept thinking of Jackie, and The Who, and the kinkiness of her little secret. He was getting hard, but wasn't sure if it was because of Donna or the thought of Jackie. Donna bit his neck a little, and he accidentally let something slip.

"Yeah… That's it, right there…. Yeah, that's great, Jackie," he said. Donna abruptly stopped, and pulled away. He realized his mistake, and knew he was going to get it.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?" she exclaimed, hitting his chest with her hands angrily. He yelped, and she shot up from the couch.

"I didn't say anything!" he said.

"You said 'Jackie'!" she yelled. "Why did you say 'Jackie'?!"

Now Eric had a couple options here. He could try and muster up a really bad lie and likely get his ass kicked by Donna, though it would keep Hyde's plan in tact. OR he could tell the truth and save his neck, but sacrifice Hyde's. Well, as much as Eric was a loyal friend, when it came down to his neck or Hyde's, he would pick his.

"I said Jackie because we're listening to The Who and she masturbates to it!" Eric exclaimed. Donna was about to start yelling about how absurd that was. But the fact was that she was too taken aback to yell any more.

"How the heck do you know that?" she demanded. It all had to come forward now, there was no choice in the matter.

"Fez walked in on her listening to it and she was… you know," Eric said. "And he was so freaked out he came here and told me and Hyde all about it!"

"Oh for God's SAKE!" Donna exclaimed. "Hyde knows too? Who else knows besides you guys?"

"Just you, I swear," Eric said. "Look, I'm sorry that I said her name, but Donna, it's kind of kinky! I'm only human!! And a MALE no less!" Donna sighed in exasperation.

"…. If it happens again, I'll kill you," Donna said.

"….. So do you wanna keep going?"

"No, not right now," she muttered, and turned off the music. She turned on the TV, and Eric internally groaned. He'd blown it, but he wasn't dead meat. He didn't know if he was happy about it or not.

At that moment, Jackie and Hyde walked into the basement. Eric turned a deep red, and Donna shot him a side glance. She wasn't used to the thought of someone being attracted to Jackie over her. After all, she'd had Hyde's affections first, and whenever they went out, as much as Jackie tried to be the center of attention, the guys always fell for Donna. She figured that Kelso and Fez didn't count, as Kelso was a manwhore and Fez was strange. But ERIC??? She tried to tell herself that it was just fantasy, and on some level she knew it was, but still…

"Hey Donna! Eric!" Jackie said. "I made some money today!"

"Yeah?" Donna asked. "Did you get a job?"

"Just for today, Steven asked if I'd work at Grooves for the day," Jackie said, and Donna looked at Hyde suspiciously. "So I sold records and tapes, and Steven paid me!"

"That was nice of you, Hyde," Eric said.

"Jackie, can I talk to you for a minute? Upstairs?" Donna asked, and bit her lip. Though she wasn't in the mood to talk to Jackie after what Eric had done, but she was her best friend, and knew that something was up.

"Well, sure, Donna," Jackie said, and they walked up the steps. Hyde smirked, and sat next to Eric.

"I figured it out, man," Hyde said.

"Figured what out?" Eric queried.

"It's not just any of The Who's music that Jackie gets off on," Hyde said, resting a foot on the table. "It's TOMMY. So guess where we're going at midnight tomorrow."

"Oh, let me guess," Eric said. " 'Tommy the Movie', right?" Eric asked.

"Yep," Hyde stated. "And I can safely say that she isn't thinking of it as a date, so the outcome is in my favor."

"So she's going out with you because she doesn't think it's a date, huh?" Eric asked. "So she still doesn't want to get back together?"

"After tomorrow that may change." Now Eric knew that Donna was going to tell Jackie, because that's how girls were. Donna wouldn't find this whole scheme to be a great burn, she'd find it sick and manipulative. So of course when Jackie told Donna that both Eric and Hyde knew about her fetish, she'd know exactly what this 'friendly outing' was in reality. And frankly, Eric felt that Hyde deserved whatever he got from Jackie. After all, though he called her names and butted heads with her all the time, Jackie was a friend. So wouldn't it be the ULTIMATE burn if he sat back and watched it all unfold? So he smiled, and said

"Well good luck to you, sir."

Upstairs, Jackie and Donna were talking in the kitchen.

"Donna, I think that Steven and I are slowly becoming friends again!" Jackie exclaimed, and had a nervous smile on her face.

"Just friends?" Donna asked. "Like, friends friends?"

"Yeah!"

"I thought you wanted nothing to do with Hyde," Donna said, but relieved that Jackie seemingly had no interest in Eric. "I thought you said that you could never forgive him for marrying a stripper over you."

"Well, I did feel that way," Jackie said. "But lately, we've been sort of getting back to normal. He invited me to a movie. It would be like if you and Michael went to this movie."

"I guess…."

"And I mean, he let me work at his store for the day because I needed the money. I was thinking about how nice it was, though I wish he played more of a variety…"

"Huh?"

"Well, as much as I like The Who, he only played them the whole time I was working today," Jackie said, and Donna began to piece it together. "And that was fine, but I mean come on! It's not going to attract all kinds, you know?"

"Wait a minute Jackie, he only played 'The Who'?" Donna asked. "And you didn't…. enjoy it?"

"Well I like The Who enough, but that's a lot of-."

"Wait wait wait," Donna said. "What are you two doing for your date?"

"…. He's taking me to 'Tommy' at midnight tomorrow," Jackie said, starting to get suspicious. Donna, being the smart girl she was and knowing what she knew, figured it out. "Donna, what's-?"

"Jackie, don't go," Donna said.

"But-!"

"Tell me you aren't going to go on this date!"

"Firstly it's not a date, and why not?" Jackie demanded. "Steven asked me in hopes of being my pal, I think that's a huge step for him and for us as friends! This isn't like when he was trying to just bed me, you know?"

"But he is! He knows about your, shall we say, LOVE for Tommy," Donna said, and Jackie felt her stomach lurch a little.

"… I don't know what you're-."

"Okay, I know this is really embarrassing for you, but he knows what you do when you listen to The Who," Donna said. "How you…. You do what I do when I listen to Marvin Gaye."

"No I don't!" Jackie protested, though she was turning a deep shade of purple.

"This isn't the time to be demure!" Donna exclaimed. "Look, yesterday, you went home, and you did your thing…. Well Fez saw you."

"How could he have seen me?!" Jackie exclaimed, throwing feigned ignorance out the window.

"I don't know, but he did, and he came here and told Eric and Hyde because he was so freaked out or something," Donna said.

"Oh my God. Oh my GOD! Shit this is SO EMBARASSING!" Jackie wailed, putting her hands to her forehead. "I'm surprised he didn't call Michael and tell him about it!"

"Me too. But because of this knowledge, I think that Hyde is just taking you to this movie because it gets you off and he's horny." Jackie shook her head, and sat at the table.

"That… That isn't true," Jackie said, crushed. "I thought that maybe we were going to try and…." She stopped. What did she think this was? Friends? Or an actual date? Had it been a friendly thing, would she be this hurt?

"Try and what?" Donna asked, compassionately.

"You know, be friends! Because that's what I wanted!" Jackie said, convincing herself as best she could.

"I know, Jackie, I know," Donna said. "Look, maybe he just really wants to get back together and figures that this is going to help things along, but… I wouldn't go to the movie. You're at a disadvantage and you could fall into a doomed spiral again." Jackie sat in thought for a little bit. She then clapped her hands together.

"No," Jackie said. "I'm going to the movie."

"Jackie, that's not a good idea-."

"I'm going to go to the movie, Donna," Jackie said. "I'm not the only one with a guilty pleasure, you know. Steven Hyde deserves to get a taste of his own insensitive medicine!" With that, she stood up, and walked down the steps into the basement. Donna didn't know what she was planning, but she knew that Jackie was the master at payback. She had been a cheerleader, after all.

"Well, I think I'm going to go home," Jackie said, strolling down the steps cheerfully. "Steven, thank you again for letting me work and the money. I will see you tomorrow night, right?"

"You know it," Hyde said, and walked to the door with her. "I'm sure you'll find the movie quite…. Pleasurable." He smirked, and she sort of laughed, looking up at him.

"I think you're right," she said, her voice an octave lower than normal. "Be ready." She left the basement, and Hyde turned, smiling lecherously at Eric.

"Told ya, Foreman," Hyde said. Eric looked at Donna, who gave him a sly smile, and Eric turned back to Hyde. He smiled too.

"You sure did, Hyde man," Eric quipped.

Jackie was listening to 'Tommy' that night, coming down from her latest orgasm.

"You get me every time, 'Underture'," she muttered to herself, and got up to get ready for her 'date'. The thing was, when she and Hyde were lovers, he liked to listen to music while they had sex. Which was fine on paper, but Jackie and Hyde didn't exactly agree on music. He'd always pick something that wasn't romantic in the least, and while the sex was good, the music always distracted her a little bit and never helped her reach that moment that every woman loves and some just never experience. But there was one day that the music he picked…. It was magical, and she crashed back to Earth almost weeping in absolute euphoria. When she asked what it was, he just muttered " 'Tommy', why?" And she didn't answer.

But now she was pretty angry that Steven, the man she had given her soul too, was just planning on abusing her love of 'Tommy' to get what he wanted. Especially since he was hiding his true intentions with a mask of camaraderie. She sat at her mirror, and combed her hair, humming with the music. Of course, what Steven wasn't planning on was her strategy. Fighting fire with fire was something she enjoyed, and if it was Steven, she could enjoy it that much more. She smiled evilly as she looked at her clothes for the date the next night. Steven was not going to forget that date. If she could keep her composure, she would see to it that he couldn't keep his.