Thanks to all those who reviewed!

I don't really have a summary for this chapter. Just read it, I'm sure most of you will like it well enough. I do however want to address something. To those of you who have Season 5 on dvd and watched the special features, wasn't Danny Masterson's flashback just wonderful season 5 JH moments? I loved how he described Mila as a totally, awesome Russian fairy... very cute.

Also, If anyone was wondering, my post-season 8 Hyde has no mustache. I think most of you agree already that mustaches are gross especially on Danny Masterson. sigh... just another horrible decision by the writers and producers.

Anyways, enjoy!

The electric glow of the television blazed on the bodies of two former lovers, illuminating the faraway looks on both of their faces. After a brief conversation in Hyde's bedroom, the two decided to move the uncomfortable, silent visit to the main room of the basement and watch some T.V. Both could feel the familiar heat of desire in the cores of their bodies and they needed anything to take their minds of the growing passion with in.

The familiar need to protect and comfort her Steven had taken complete control of Jackie's thoughts for the night. He never looked so lost before. His eyes had always told her many things in the past: anger, hate, desperation, pain, happiness, sympathy, and yes, even at one point she thought they showed her love. They never showed the complete helplessness they were screaming at her now. It was as if he just completely gave up trying to decipher his feelings and left himself open for a road to follow. The habitual urge for her to be his road played around for awhile. But she couldn't do that, not now, and not ever again.

Reevaluation was the only cycle swimming around in Hyde's mind. He never felt so lost for a conclusion before. His whole life things were always so black and white, crisp and clean, you either can do this or that and the only outcome would be these things. His instincts and reasonability skills have always been his best and worst quality about himself. But the whole structure of decision making came to a crumbling demise immediately when Bud spoke those words. She's dead.

Ever since Edna had left, his feelings for her were always a sure thing. He hated her and could careless if she just disappeared off the face of the earth. In fact, Hyde always secretly thought it would be better if she did, something he never really voiced before to anybody. But now that she had, his old feelings of hate were still very prominent and roaring with an even greater fury, but the presiding feeling of guilt had wiggled its way into his heart.

He wasn't sure why he felt guilty and every time he tried to think reasonably of why, he always came to the same conclusion that he shouldn't feel guilty at all. But he couldn't help it. It was sitting there in his gut making him sick like spoiled food that just won't digest. He just couldn't get rid of it.

Hyde also couldn't help but feel apart of him was gone. A long time ago, once the Formans took him in, Hyde had adopted Kitty Forman as a mother. He let her fill the role of his absent biological mother and let her more into his heart than he had ever did with Edna. However, it was as if none of that really even mattered. Maybe blood really was thicker.

That's always where his thoughts ended, still questioning and still unsure about everything.

Hyde looked over on the other side of the couch. Jackie Burkhardt sat with her legs crossed, her foot swinging away. Her elbow was propped on the arm of the couch and she rested her face on her closed fingers. Her beautiful face starred blankly at the T.V. He knew she wasn't paying attention either.

Why had she come? Ever since he had gotten back to Point Place with his new so-called wife, they hadn't shared any kind words with one another. He made sure to keep her distant from him physically and emotionally and she took his insults and burns with strong redemption. As far as he had assumed she hated him and she believed he hated her. It was all mapped out, pre-planned. They were both supposed to forget about what they had and the possibility of it ever occurring again. He knew on his end the struggle was much harder than he ever anticipated and he knew he wasn't completely over her yet, probably never would be. But he had hoped she had forgotten him completely.

And presumably she did. She did date Fez and proclaimed her undying love for him… her one and only somebody.

But now she and Fez were broken up and she was sitting on the couch with him not saying anything. Just sitting like they used to when he was upset, expect then a lot more physical comfort on her part was involved. She had come right after Leo had told her. She had too, he only found out hours before. Why she still cared enough to make sure he was alright was beyond him. She was supposed to hate him after all.

It was just another thing to add to his list of confusing shit that happened today.

He figured he might as well start some kind of conversation. It didn't seem like she was going anywhere for a while.

"So… you and Fez broke up."

Jackie awoke from her hypnotic trance to Hyde's low, rough voice, a voice that always sent electric chills up her spine. It took her a second just to calm her excitement and process an answer. She came up with, "Yeah."

"I thought he was your new lover boy now." Was that disdain in his voice? Jackie frowned at his words. She thought so too.

"Yeah well, I guess I just misinterpreted him. Nothing new, right?" And a low blow from her too. He guessed he deserved that.

"So what are you going to do when he leaves?" Jackie noticed the dropped insulting tone of his voice and his more conversational "I just want to talk" voice appeared. She immediately felt bad about her last comment. She always felt somewhat bad whenever she burned him, even after he was being a complete asshole. Just habit, she guessed.

"I have no idea. Maybe Fenton will give me a break on the rent until I find someone to live with. What are you going to do when the Formans leave?"

"I don't know. I guess I have to find myself somewhere else to live now."

"You mean you haven't even started looking for a place?"

"Nope." Typical, she thought.

Silence fell on the two again. Jackie took it as her opening of asking some unanswered questions.

"So, how did you find out? About you know… " Her voice dropped towards the end. She felt uncomfortable addressing the situation.

"Bud told me."

"Bud told you!" They both turned toward each other, Jackie with lifted eyebrows and Hyde with a "yeah I know" look.

"Yeah, he said her funeral's on Thursday."

Jackie immediately knew her next question might be a bad idea. "Are you going to go?"

"I don't know. Probably not." Hyde shifted uncomfortably in his seat, signaling the rest of the conversation on the subject was closed.

Jackie's brain immediately began reeling of all the ways to convince him to go. She knew he needed to go, he would probably feel a lot better if he did. In all the movies she'd seen and books she'd read they always talked about how when someone you know dies, seeing their body is a good way to get closure. Jackie knew in her heart Hyde's suffering was coming from his lack of closure with his mother. He had always been sensitive about anything dealing with her.

Yes, she was definitely back into her old habits of trying to push Hyde into doing things that she thought was best for him. This time though, she was determined to do it the right way.

Jackie sat with Hyde a little while longer before she went home. Even though he didn't say anything she knew her sitting with him made him feel a little better. It always had before.

Maybe they were both falling into old habits again.