A/N: Well Inspiration finally struck me, at 11:45 pm (and after a bottle of wine I might add) I hope this chapter will make you all happy. It made me happy. Please review readers I need to hear what what you think, good and bad, in order to keep me driven in writing this story. REVIEW! Also I apologize about typos I did edit and proof read but like I said I've had a 'few' so I may have missed something. Anyways Happy Reading Everyone!

Grooves

March 2, 1990

8:00 pm

Hyde is shaken from the paper work on his desk by a knock at the front door. He isn't too surprised to see Jackie's sullen face through the glass. Her hair was falling naturally and undone over her shoulders, her make up hadn't been touched up all day like it normally would've been. She looks exhausted but as beautiful as ever.

He lets her in the door taking her tense and shaken form into his arms for a light kiss on her sweet and soft lips. She returns his kiss but not in the same manor as the one he gives. Somethings off and he knows it. A dull ache rises in his chest. A feeling with Jackie that he knows all too well.

"How was your day?" He asks with a slight sound of apprehension in his voice.

"Long as hell and just slightly bleak, but I'm making headway with Donna so that's good." She takes a seat with him in the sound pit. He had designed it to resemble Forman's basement years ago.

"Well that's good."

"Yeah considering it's all your fault that we aren't great friends anymore." She smiles snidely at him and he meets her halfway with fake chuckle.

"I know, you're right. So what broke through the barrier for you two?"

"Actually it was over you. I needed to talk to someone." She didn't look to meet his intrigued gaze upon knowing he was the topic of girl talk. She kept her eyes on her feet. "Steven I can't get back into this with you." His heart drops in his chest. His stomach churns and he feels the world cave in beneath him. "Last night was amazing. However it doesn't change our past and all the hurt you caused me. You lied to me, deliberately hurt me, cheated on me, for god sakes you married a stripper on the odd chance I may have cheated on you. WHICH I DIDN'T! Maybe it'll be different this time but I can't take that chance. I have other priorities now."

Steven sat there absorbing each heartbreaking word that shattered his every being. He understood what she was saying…it all made complete and total, logical sense but he hated every bit of it.

"Please don't hate me Steven. I love being your friend but I can't be your girlfriend." She pleads with him knowing he could very well turn into Mr. Hyde at any moment. Steven was the sweet amazing man she knows so well. Hyde, however was an unfeeling insensitive jerk she had gotten to know all to well in the autumn of 1979 and for the few years that followed it. She couldn't take Hyde anymore.

"No, Jacks it's okay. Really I understand. I really screwed up and it's going to take a lot more than an amazing night together to prove to you that you're supposed to be my girl." He flashes that smile that he knew drove her crazy. That very first summer they started hooking up he used to smile at her while no one else was looking to drive her crazy and the sexual tension in that basement would rise to levels that seemed so inhumanly possible.

"Okay, thanks." She breathes out the words as if it was almost too hard to actually speak.

"I love you Jacqueline Burkhart."

"Steven please…" Her voice chokes up with mild hurt.

"No. I made the mistake of letting go of you too many times now. It has always been a mistake."

"Steven…"

"No Jacks. I respect that you want to be alone right now. Maybe it's best for you right now, whatever you need I'll do it."

"Well thanks, I appreciate it."

"But trust me when I say this, I will get you back because I know you still love me too. We will be together because that's the way it's supposed to be."

Jackie sat there watching the way the stern words fell off his lips without a single quiver. He meant those words. It made her heart jump knowing that he was so determined to be with her but she still felt that uneasiness deep down. Hurt and heartbreak doesn't just wipe away for a clean slate.

"I mean it."

"I know Steven but I mean it when I say I can't be with you. There is just too much history there."

"Okay."

"Okay."

"I'll be your friend."

"Friends."

Forman's Basement

March 7, 1990

8:00 pm

Steven sat on that old white chair that had been designated as his own for more than a decade. It was the chair he sat in with Jackie on his lap. The chair he stood up from when Jackie told him that she loved him that very first time. The chair that Sam had taken over way to easily. The chair he sat in when Jackie told him she was moving to Marquette. It was such a stupid object to be attached to but like his sunglasses, it had become a part of his identity.

"Steven, sweetie what are you doing down here?" Mrs. Forman's voice greets him with surprise as she descends the steps into her basement.

"I'm sorry, I know it's getting late."

"Hey hey no need to run off. I just came down to shut the light off."

"It's okay I know I should probably be getting home."

"Oh no you don't. My boys should never feel like they need to run off. This place is your home and always will be. Now tell me, what has got you so glum."

"Jackie doesn't want to be in a relationship with me."

"Well why not? My baby boy is one of the best."

"She doesn't want to get hurt again and I can't really blame her. I told her last week I was going to get her back but now part of me wants to just let her go. You know, just let her be happy."

"Steven, sweetie, I don't know what you're doing but I'm gonna tell you what I told you years ago, you are in love with Jackie Burkhart." Steven opened his mouth to protest, his zen kicking into overdrive, but she pressed her hand to his mouth. "It doesn't matter if she is a princess, or a spoiled brat, it doesn't matter if she's the opposite of everything that you stand for. She is the love your life and you need to stop being such a coward. Steven, you deserve love and I don't know if I'm missing something but I think you might be in love with her child too, you deserve this, why can't you see that?" Kitty patted his shoulder.

"But I just want her to be happy."

"And you can make her happy. You know that."

"I messed up royally. She'll never trust me again not after everything I've done to her."

"You're right. Words aren't going to win her over."

"Then what do I do?"

"You need to prove to her that this time is different. Actions that'll speak louder than you words Steven." She pats his leg. "Jackie has always appreciated grand gestures. Prove to her you're worth the risk."

"Maybe you're right."

"Oh I am definitely right." Steven smiles up at his mother figure, knowing she is indeed right. "She's worth the risk Steven. Prove you are too. You're going to be thirty-one soon, it's time you make up for your youthful mistakes." Kitty kisses Steven's forehead and walks back up the stairs with a hopeful heart that she may get her daughter in law after all.

Steven sitting is his torn up old chair places his head between his hands on his lap. He was leaning forward, his sunglasses off, only slightly freaking out. God did he hate when his mind was busy. What he wouldn't do to have a nice joint between his lips in circle once again. But he couldn't help but think she was right. He knew she was definitely right. He'd been in love with her now for bout thirteen years. It was time that he man up. He needed to make this right.

September 12, 1987

11:45 pm

Hyde's House

Steven was sitting in his chair with a joint between his lips, Jackie sitting beside him watching him intently. He could feel her eyes following his every move, staring, ogling him. It struck Steven in that moment how beautiful Jackie really was. Her face was so fresh and stunning without make up, and without her hair done up in a usual Jackie way. She was truly stunning in every definition of the word.

Steven leaned in to brush a strand of her hair from her gorgeous, large set, mis matched eyes, grazing her cheek, the sensation of his fingers caressing her flesh again after all this time felt like, well, fate. He kissed this beauty next to him but as he pulled away and looked into her silent eyes as he had done so many times before, searching for an explanation from within her.

"Does any body know you're in town?" "No. I didn't want to deal with Mrs. Forman and her whole ordeal, you know." Jackie takes a breath and looks up to the long missed Wisconsin sky, the moon seemed brighter here. "I came straight here and you must keep it a secret. I'll be back when Brooke has the baby in six months. Until then I'm in Marquette, okay?"

"Why are you Jackie?" Steven didn't mean to come off as abrasive as he did.

"Cause I missed you."

"So what is this?" He felt so uncomfortable in his own skin. She was the only person that made him feel so open. It was awful and he wanted to put his shield up once again.

"I don't know and it really isn't important. I live in marquette and I'll be back there by tomorrow evening so don't ruin the time we have here with pesky questions."

Steven stares at her eyes. Her beautiful, incredible eyes that drew him into her very soul with a power he just couldn't understand. The air was chilly but Steven had wrapped Jackie's shoulders in his jacket. It was silent but peaceful. Slowly Steven reached over catching Jackie's chin and turning her to face him. Her eyes were glistening like she'd been crying but he's almost sure she hasn't been. She reaches and slowly pulls his sunglasses from his face waiting for a protest but there isn't one.

He smiles inwardly as he wraps his arm tighter around her pulling her closer. A familiarity in the whole situation turns him on. He let his free hand roam her bare skin from her shoulders down to her thigh. He could feel her shiver and it fueled his drive. He leaned in slowly at first and when he sensed her pushing closer he took full advantage and snatched her lips in his own, soft and smooth the kiss was until she moaned softly from deep in her throat stirring things inside that hadn't been enlightened in months. The kiss became fathomless and vehement.

Steven contemplated the quietly in his mind the repercussions of the things this kiss would lead to… this amazing kiss, until Jackie pulling herself up onto his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist pulls his mind back into the moment. His strong hands grip her thighs and she reacts by griping her fingers tightly in his unruly hair bracing herself as he stands and carries her off into the house.

Their lips never part. Maybe it was the way she tasted or the taste of smoke and cheap beer on his tongue or maybe it was the familiarity of the movements but they were desperate to be closer, to touch each other longer.

He laid her down on the bed, kissing her neck down her collarbone. She moaned softly arching her back. He pushed the sleeves of her dress down turning the thing into a belt. He kissed her and nibbled at her delicate skin from her chest to her thighs and her moans just grow louder until she pulled his face back to hers by his hair.

"Condom?"

Her question strikes as he realizes he didn't have anything on him or anywhere in his home. Dammit! He was usually always prepared. "Sorry, Jacks I forgot."

"It's okay, you weren't planning on this happening." She kissed him more calmly this time.

"I guess we should probably stop."

"Probably."

They both sat up and readjusted their clothing, Jackie had almost forgotten how damn good he looked in an old band tee and a nice pair of blue jeans. The silence was awkward. They just stared at each other. Jackie's eyes were wide and seemingly disappointed.

"But really what are the odds?" Steven mused grabbing Jackie's face, kissing her hard, sliding a hand under her clothing. Against his expectations she didn't push him away or laugh at his motions as if it was a joke. She did nothing but accept.

Hyde's House

March 7, 1990

10:00 pm

Hyde stared at his tapping fingers as he played over the moments he had spent with Jackie in his mind. Her beautiful tanned and toned body, those gorgeous eyes, she may be bossy and shrill but hell was she incredible and compassionate, nobody could argue with that.

"I've gotta get her back." Damn he thought to himself. "I need to get her back."

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