Chapter 2

Jackie, being lost in her thoughts blinked as she heard a faint murmur, "What?"

Donna, clearly irked repeated herself for the fifth time, "Alright I'm gonna say this slowly this time, alright?"

Jackie's dark waves bounced about as she nodded, prepared for whatever Donna had to say this time.

"Alright then. So, am I your maid of honour or not?"

"Well of course, you let me be yours, it's only fair, but I warn you: do not, I repeat, do not upstage me at my own wedding, or I will ruin you, and your loser husband."

"Hey!" Eric exclaimed walking into the kitchen to join his lovely wife, and to kick Jackie out so they could "talk."

She took one look at his sweater vest, and rolled her eyes, "Really, Eric that could not have been the first time you heard that."

"Get out."

"Of the house? Come on, don't be such a girl!"

"The kitchen. Out."

As he laced his fingers in between Donna's, Jackie's eyes went wide in realization, "Oh, okay, I'm out." Just as she ran out the kitchen she slammed right into what seemed like a wall, but when she looked up she was staring right past her reflection in his brown tinted sunglasses and into his blue eyes. He caught her just before she could fall and stumble, then immediately let her go like she was poisonous when she finally caught her balance.

"Thanks," she muttered awkwardly. He strode toward the kitchen, but she caught his arm before he could intrude on Eric and Donna, "I wouldn't do that if I were you," she whispered.

He just looked at her, "Why the hell not?" he demanded, "I have to get Kelso some ice."

She struggled to find a way to explain it, "Donna… and Eric…"

"So what? It's nothing new," he replied. His eyes travelled to where her hand lay, she followed his gaze, and at the same time they retreated from the physical contact to go their separate ways; Hyde to get some ice for Kelso while his mind swirled and Jackie to join Fez in the basement even though she felt as if she was still with Hyde. She mentally slapped herself in the face to wake her from her trance; she was with Fez now, and besides, she and Hyde hated each other like they did when they first met.

Fez smiled as she arrived, "Hello there, fiancé. That's so fun to say…fiancé." She smiled nervously and sat down beside him.

"Sure is," she responded monotonously still thinking about Hyde and their first encounter since even months before she left to Chicago for a year to finally give her a career a shot.

"What's wrong?" he inquired curiously.

She loved the way he was always so kind-hearted and sweet and always worried about her. They just got engaged, so she didn't want to worry him, so she put on a reassuring smile and chimed, "Nothing," but in the pit of her stomach she didn't know whether or not she was lying to him.

"Donna!" the piercing high-pitched sound travelled through the house. Donna rolled her eyes, trying to brush her teeth even quicker than she was. "Donna! We have to go right now!" the voice soared through the air again, slicing it with its wretchedness. She couldn't find a comb, so she just ran her fingers through her fiery hair quickly as she raced down the stairs to meet Jackie who was tapping her toe annoyed, and even though the red-headed girl was already in her sight, she continued to yell, "Hurry up Donna! What kind of maid of honour are you? Let's go already!"

Donna ran up to Jackie to cower over her menacingly, "Jackie, I'm happy for you and all, but I will hurt you if you don't shut up!"

Jackie, trying to seem braver than she felt shrugged, "Fine, let's go."

"I don't even get why we have to start dress shopping now, it's so stupid Jackie," she muttered as they drove to the nearest dress shop.

"We're not just shopping for my dress, which makes perfect sense since it's a process, Donna, but also for the bride's maids' dresses."

"Whatever," Donna muttered, "It just better not take all day."

Jackie laughed, "Of course it's not going to take a day…"

"Thank, God."

"It will probably take months."

The wheel got away from Donna for a bit, making them swerve all over the place for a while as Donna processed this news. "What the hell Jackie? I've got other stuff to do."

"Well, unlike you, Donna, I want to be radiant on my wedding day. Besides you could have just killed me now, so you owe me," Jackie pressed, testing Donna's patience.

Just before Donna could break loose in a fit of rage on Jackie, she stopped any words from coming out. Calm down, Donna, the woman just got engaged a week ago… Give it another week before you beat her ass, she told herself. "Whatever," she replied. Worst comes to worst, call Kelso to come down and take your place.

"What do you think about this dress?" she twirled for Donna and the saleswoman.

"I really like it," Donna said grinning, ear to ear, "It kinda looks like mine."

Jackie made a face, "Yeah," she said slowly. "You're right, it does," she turned to the saleswoman, "I don't really like this one that much, can you show me more?" The saleswoman, inwardly losing her mind, smiled politely and retreated to the back of the store to find more dresses.

When Donna could see the saleswoman was out of sight she stalked right up to Jackie and shook her.

"What was that for?" Jackie exclaimed fixing the straps of her dress.

Throwing her hands up in exasperation, Donna muttered, "Unbelievable," then raising her voice she yelled so close to Jackie's face, Jackie could smell her awful cooking in her breath, "You've already tried on half the store, just pick one already!"

Before Jackie could respond, the saleswoman came back with a handful of ball-gown like dresses. Jackie squealed and clapped her hands together, "Oh, those look pretty! Don't they Donna?"

"Sure," she responded over enthusiastically before giving Jackie a look. Jackie rolled her eyes at her before flying out of the room to try the gowns on while Donna dialed her phone.

When Jackie came out stumbling over the large hem of the gown and came to an empty chair where Donna should have been, she felt her heart through her chest as her breathing increased. Her palms were getting sweaty, and she hated to sweat; it was gross. Oh no, she panicked inside her head not able to speak the words aloud due to her dry throat, Donna was my ride home.

Just then a male voice came from behind her, "Please don't pick that one, it makes you look fat."

Before she turned around she gasped and hissed, "I could never look fat!" When she did turn around she was surprised to see who it was. "Hyde," she said breathlessly, "What are you doing here?"

"Donna called. She said she couldn't take this dress shopping process anymore…at all, like, I don't know what you did, but she is never coming dress shopping with you again."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, I already knew she was a man girl," she waved her hand dismissively then narrowed her eyes suspiciously at him, "But that doesn't explain why you're here."

He shuffled awkwardly. "Well, honestly I don't want to waste my money on a wedding gift, so think of this, my help, as your wedding gift."

She couldn't help but laugh, "You are so cheap."

He smiled at the first friendly encounter (besides the fat comment) they've had in the longest time and the way she tried to cover her mouth to hide she laughed. "I know," he murmured as his grin reached his eyes. She smiled back at him.