A/N: Don't own That 70's Show, or its characters, or Paramore, or their songs and lyrics. This is especially dedicated to jackiehyde4eva, who has been super-awesome and supportive, while writing some kick-butt stories. Go read "I'll Protect You" right now- it's amazing. Please read this, and tell me whatcha think. This is the end of it, so I'd love some reviews! Love you guys! :D

Jackie felt the sudden rush of heat as she stepped into the flames, but it wasn't as intense as she thought it would be. It didn't hurt, didn't sting, didn't burn. It wasn't going to kill her.

She opened her eyes. All was normal is her room again. She laid down on her bed and closed her eyes, then opened them again.

She had to go see Steven.

Steven had kept his mind relatively calm. It was for Jackie, all of this. And that was all that mattered to him anymore.

A death by fire, by willingly stepping into flames was terrible and mind-bogglingly terrifying.

But a life without Jackie was absolutely unbearable.

The fire didn't hurt. He didn't feel any pain, just a slight rush of warmth as he envisioned the flames enveloping him.

But he was fine. When he opened his eyes, the flames were all gone. Everything was going to be fine.

He slumped down onto the sofa, closing his eyes in thought. Only a moment later, he opened them, jumped up, and ran to the Burkhart Mansion.

He had to find Jackie.

They met up at her driveway. It was mind-numbingly cold outside, but they didn't care.

Now they could see each other, could finally look at the other without fear of hurt, pain, or heartache.

"Jackie, I-"

"No, Steven, I have to say something."

They stared at each other for a moment, before Steven realized that she was shivering. "Come on, Jackie," he said. "Let's get you inside."

She smiled gratefully, and the two of them walked into her mansion, enjoying a rush of warm air as they stepped inside the house.

They sat on the couch, and Jackie sat in front of the warm fire in her living room, Steven opting to stay on the couch. His recent run-in with fire made him more wary.

"Jackie, I have to tell you something," he said.

"No, Steven." She said. Her voice had the tone of finality that made him listen. "I have to tell you something."

He sat there, taking in every word she said, listening as she described the past few days. "It all started on Tuesday," she said. "The day before you almost got hurt in that car accident."

He nodded. He remembered that. That was the day he had gotten the phone call, the one that had completely messed with his life for the past few days.

"And then someone called me, and they said to leave you alone, but I couldn't, and then, then you came home like that, and I couldn't take it. And then they called again, and, and-" She was trying to get the words out, but she could barely say it all.

"And so I had to stay away from you, and I did, and there were flames. And-and." She hiccupped.

Steven nodded. It was the same story. He told her about what he'd gone through, his voice staying cold and hard the whole time.

He got quiet. "And then I couldn't hurt you anymore. I went back, and the flames were there…"

She nodded, walking over to him, and sitting beside him on the couch.

"And so I walked in, and they were gone, and I had to come find you."

She nodded, smiling, a sob making her smile a bit more.

"All I know is that ever since Tuesday, I've been going crazy thinking about you," Steven said.

Jackie nodded, cuddling up in his arms. "You know," she said quietly. "It's Sunday, so Mrs. Forman will probably have made something yummy for dinner."

Steven smiled. "Mhmm. That sounds like a good idea. I'm hungry."

They sat there for a few minutes, waiting before they got up and drove to the Forman's house.

Suddenly, the door burst open. It was a very angry Fez. "Excuse me!" he said, interrupting the two of them.

"Did we or did we not have plans to meet up today?" he demanded.

Jackie and Steven stared at him. "What are you talking about, Fez?" Steven asked.

"You said that we were going to the movies today!" he shouted.

"No, I didn't," Steven said, confused.

"Yes, you did. You said, 'Fez, let's go to the movies on Tuesday, because there's supposed to be a good one on.' I remember because you told me there was a very pretty girl in it!" Fez said.

"Fez, it's Sunday," said Jackie.

"What are you talking about? It's Tuesday!" he shouted again.

"It's Tuesday? That means-" Jackie and Steven both looked at each other, a look of realization crossing their faces.

They both remembered closing their eyes before they came here, on the couch, on the bed, like they had been sleeping.

A dream. It was all a dream.

"Sorry, Fez," Steven said slowly. "We'll have to go a different day. Sorry to cancel."

"Well, we better go soon, Hyde!" he shouted, smiling at the two of them, and leaving the house.

"So, Steven, does that really mean we were dreaming everything?" Jackie asked slowly.

"I-I think so," he said.

"But I don't understand how we could've had the exact same dream," Jackie said.

"I think it's like we're connected," he said, smiling down at her again. It was what she wanted to hear, but it was also what made the most sense to him right now.

"I like that," she said. "Like our conscious wanted us to be together." She laughed. "So, are we still going to the Forman's for dinner?"

"Yeah," he said. "But I want to make a stop first. I think there's a ring at the jewelry store calling your name."

She grinned up at him, her eyes sparkling with tears. "Really, Steven? You would?"

He looked down at her, the same wild grin plastered on his face. "Of course, Jackie." He kissed the top of his forehead. "After all, if our conscious wants us to be together…"

She laughed, and he joined her.

RECOMMENDATIONS!

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