"Is there anyone here for Jacqueline Burkhart?" The doctor's voice rang through the hall and the half filled waiting room. Kitty stood up and told the doctor "We are" as Eric, Donna, Red and Hyde moved closer to hear the update.

"She's very lucky that she was found so quickly. We were able to pump her stomach, but the next 24 hours will be critical to see how many pills did affect her systems."

"Can we see her?"

"Not quite yet. She's unconscious still…and she's still intubated because of her size"

"What do you mean?"

"In order to save her life, we had to pump her stomach. And because she's so tiny, it did some temporary damage to her esophagus…her throat. So, she still has a tube down her throat to help her breathe. She couldn't talk to you right now. She won't be able to talk for a few days. Right now, we have to be concerned about permanent organ damage. We're keeping her lightly sedated in order to keep her comfortable."

"How long does she have to stay here?"

"Most suicide attempts we keep for a mandatory three days. After that, it's really up to the patient and their families to see where things go from there. This case is a little different. You should all go home tonight and get some rest. Miss Burkhart will be here tomorrow. She won't know you are even here tonight." Kitty thanked the doctor, who left to monitor Jackie's vitals.

Red left to get the car and bring it to the entrance. They were all tired. Kitty checked with the nurses she knew to inform them that Jackie was like a member of her family and they should call her if anything changed during the night and that she should get extra special care.

Donna and Eric looked at Hyde. He hadn't moved since the doctor left. He didn't speak, nothing.

"Come on Hyde, let's go home"

"I'm not leaving"

"You heard the doctor"

"Yeah, I heard the doctor. And you heard me. I'm not leaving"

Eric and Kitty left to go meet Red at the car. Donna gestured that she wanted to talk to Hyde for a moment and she would join them in a minute.

"I didn't tell them she left a note" Hyde looked at Donna, confused. "The ambulance workers. I didn't tell them she left a note. "

"Did you read it?"

"Yeah, and I think you should. You need to. For both your sakes. It's not addressed to anyone….so….don't think I was….prying"

"I wouldn't. She tells you everything anyway." Hyde said with a smirk.

"She used to Hyde. I wasn't there for her either. None of us were. We didn't know how bad she was hurting. I blame myself just as much as you…"

"No. You don't get to do that. This is my fault. More than anyone's."

"You don't get to blame yourself for this either, you selfish pig. Fine, if you want to stay here, fine. But do all of us a favor. Read that note. Because you don't get to play the victim here and monopolize the guilt. There's enough of that to share. I was so wrapped up in Eric and Randy and Sam for that matter, I abandoned my best friend. When she needed me the most." Donna was crying now. Hyde hadn't seen Donna cry in years. He tried to move towards her, but she stopped him.

"Jackie's had a hard life too Hyde. Her dad's still gone and her mom left her when things got tough. We were all she had…so yeah, you need to get your head out of your ass about her, but you're not the only one."

"Donna, I don't know where to start."

"Start by reading Jackie's note." Eric had come back to get Donna and they moved towards the elevator together. "She still loves you" Donna murmured as the doors shut.

Hyde was stunned. He reached into his pocket, fingering the pink paper Donna had given him earlier. He pulled it out of his jacket. He couldn't do that here. He had to see her first. To know that she was going to be okay. That she was going to live. He never wanted anything awful to ever happen to her. Hyde looked around the corner and started down the hallway towards Jackie's room.

The good thing about hospitals, was that in the early morning, no one was around. Hyde was grateful. He was going in there, no matter what. He'd never been that determined in his life about anything. But no one was going to stop him from seeing her.

It didn't prepare him for what he saw though. After Hyde had found her room, and had entered the tiny hospital room, he couldn't have imagined what he saw before him. Jackie, in a hospital bed. Her long dark hair, usually so perfect was matted flat against her head and shoulders. The hospital gown covered her tiny body, but it was obvious that a struggle to save her life had placed those wrinkles and spots on the horrible patterned dressing. Her tiny arms were connected to an iv, trying desperately to make her well again. Her makeup was gone. Her eyes were closed, but it was her mouth that nearly took his breath away. And not for any of the good reasons it used to. Seeing the breathing tubes, the oxygen being piped into her body was so horrible. Where there once was so much life, was obviously so much pain.

Hyde walked over to her bed and pulled up a chair to sit next to her. Her lips connected to that tube. Those strawberry lips that used to be connected to him….oh god, how had things gone so wrong. His tiny doll was so battered, and in so much pain. He gently picked up Jackie's hand in his. It was warm, but so cold because there wasn't any life in them. Her delicate, tiny hands…

And with that, Steven Hyde began to cry…..He cried like he'd never cried before. Not when Bud left, or his mom, or any other time.

"Oh baby, I'm so sorry. Really sorry. About everything"

7am Forman residence

The phone rang, giving everyone a start. Breakfast was being eaten in silence; no one knew what to say after the late night before.

Eric & Red held their breath as Kitty went to get the phone. Donna had just came in as the phone rang.

"That was the hospital. I have to go"

"Is is Jackie?"

"No, but I'll be back" Kitty left, knowing what she had to do.

7:15 Point Place Hospital

"We didn't know what else to do, but we had to do something before rounds…."

Kitty had thanked the staff for calling her and she walked the halls she knew so well towards the tiny room where Jackie was. She opened the door and saw her second son, sleeping in a chair, next to Jackie. He was still holding her hand. Kitty was sure he'd been doing that all night. She smiled to herself. Now the hard part, getting him out of here……