A/N: Hi guys! Thank you so mch for your continued support. So in this chapter, we have angst, more angst, and then we tone the angst way back. Next chapter will be quite light, and I'm already having fun planning it. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

"Hey, doll." Hyde smiled at his girlfriend as he saw her in the doorway.

"Oh, Steven..."

"I look like crap, huh?"

Jackie sighed, walked to the bed, and leaned down to kiss him, but he pursed his lips. "Uh...I don't think you want to do that," he said.

She pulled away. "Why not?"

"Cause I've puked like three times today."

Jackie crinkled her nose, and settled for kissing his forehead. "So how are you?"

He muttered something under his breath. She raised her eyebrows, and he continued, "I have three people waiting to give me a parent lecture. Have you ever been triple lectured?"

"They're worried about you, Steven. You almost died."

"That's funny, I don't remember seeing a bright light." He looked at her as if to say what are you smoking. "I did not almost die."

"Look at you!"

"Whatever."

Jackie, unamused, crossed her arms. "Can you drop the zen thing for a minute?"

He sighed. "Jackie-"

"No, really. I know you've got your 'I'm too cool to care' thing going on, but sometimes I don't know when you're putting on an act, and when you're actually not bothered."

"You think nothing bothers me?"

"You tell me."

"Uh, well, I wrecked the nicest thing anyone's ever given me ten minutes after getting it, I'm pretty sure I'm never going to hear the end of this from anybody, and I actually feel crappy enough that I'm just waiting to be knocked out so I don't have to deal with it. So to answer your question, no, I don't feel totally zen about this. There, you happy?"

She put her hand over her heart. It was so hard to get him to talk, she wasn't expecting him to give a full answer. "You used the word 'feel.' Twice! Oh my god, Steven," she took his free hand, "you do have feelings."

He rolled his eyes, and quickly changed the subject. "I hope the bike's not totaled."

"WB won't be mad about that. Money is no object to rich people, and I would know. Especially in comparison to people." She was sure WB would rather the bike be wrecked beyond repair than his son. Anyone would.

"Yeah, but if it's totaled, I can't ride it again."

"You want to ride it again? What are you, stupid?"

"Ask Red, he'll tell you," he deadpanned. "Come on, Jackie. I want to be able to say I've driven it at least once without screwing it up."

She looked at the clock on the wall. "We can argue about this later."

"Or never." He smirked.

"What part of no arguing don't you understand?" She tried to sound serious, but couldn't help smiling. "Are you worried?"

"About what?"

"Your leg, silly."

"No. Why, do you think I should be?"

"No, Puddin' Pop, you'll be fine." She squeezed his hand. She was worried, but she didn't want him to be. "I love you."

"Love you, too."

Suddenly there was a third voice in the room. "Aww," Kitty cooed, "that is so sweet!"

Hyde lowered his head and covered his eyes.

"Oh, don't look so embarassed, you two are adorable." The older women grinned. "Anyways, I told you I'd stop by, so here I am! Sorry I was gone for so long. I hope you didn't miss me too much!"

Just then, the doctor returned with a nurse in tow. He smiled genially. "We're ready for you."

Both women looked at Hyde, who took a deep breath. "Cool."

With the surgery started, the kids went off to get food in the cafeteria, and the three adults peeled off to have a private conversation.

"What the hell were you doing, buying the kid a motorcycle?"

"Red just means we wish you had talked with us first," said Kitty.

WB frowned. "I'm sorry, I didn't think it was necessary to."

"Oh yeah?" Red shifted his weight, standing tall to look intimidating (not that that took much effort). "And why's that?"

"I just mean-" WB thought about how to word his statement, "it didn't cross my mind. I mean, Steven is over eighteen."

"So what, you think he's an adult?"

WB was trying to be patient, but he felt like he was on trial. "What can I say, I just thought it'd be a nice gesture. You should have seen how his face lit up when he saw it."

"Oh, his face lit up," Red said with a false grin. "You hear that, Kitty? His face lit up. A thirteen year old's face would light up if you gave them beer, but that doesn't mean you should."

"Look, I understand that you're angry-"

"Oh, I'm angry, alright."

"I understand that, but you have know I had no idea this would happen. I thought he had driven one before. Believe me, I would never want anything bad to happen to him." He dared not say he's my son, because he knew that Red was the boy's primary father figure throughout most of his life.

Kitty put her hand on her husband's shoulder. "See, honey, we all just want what's best for Steven."

Red sighed. "You're lucky he's alright," he said, and this time the edge was gone from his voice.

Kitty clasped her hands together. "You know, one day I'll bet we all look back on this and laugh. Well - well, maybe not laugh, but...my point is, it will turn out alright." It had better turn out alright, WB thought, or his head was on the chopping block. To his surprise, Red nodded solemnly. "So," Kitty continued, "who wants dinner?" She raised her own hand. Neither man followed her lead. "They serve three flavors of ice cream now!" If only ice cream was the solution to every problem.

WB looked at Red, who glared back before finally relenting.

"Fine."

"Food fight!" Kelso used his plastic spoon to flick peas at Fez.

"You son of a bitch!" Fez picked up each pea and threw them back.

Angie smiled. "Burn!"

"No, Angie, you're still not getting it." Kelso looked at her sympathetically. "But keep practicing, you'll get there."

Angie looked around. "Hey Fez, I dare you to ask out that nurse." She pointed at a blonde who looked to be about her own age.

Fez scooted his chair back and stood up. "Oh, you do not have to dare me." All eyes were on him as he marched over to the young woman. "Excuse me, pretty lady."

"Yes, can I help you?"

Fez waggled his eyebrows. "Oh, you can help me alright. Do you give sponge baths?"

The woman looked awkward. "To patients...yeah?"

"Oh wait, no, I have a better one. I would like some oxygen, please." He leaned in. "Because you take my breath away."

"Yikes. That's the cheesiest line I've heard."

"Well, Wisconson is known for its cheese." He wasn't giving up.

The girl held up her hand, displaying a diamond ring. "I'm engaged, dude."

Angie beamed. "Burn!" For once, her declaration earned her a high five from Kelso, and even Donna.

Kelso gave her a thumbs up. "Now you're getting it."

The gang passed the time with burns and shenanigans, managing to forget the tension in the air for a few moments. Finally, Kitty came to tell them that they could see Hyde. "About time," Kelso said as they walked to the room, "it's been like a hundred million hours." He was probably the least nervous of the gang as they entered the room. Having seen the actual crash, he was pretty sure this would be a relief in comparison. That was pretty scary, not that he'd admit that to his friends. "Oh, hey, you got your neckbrace back!"He pointed at Hyde, remembering how his friend had been saddled with the same type of neckbrace last time he fell off the water tower.

Hyde looked half asleep when he saw Kelso, Angie, Donna, Eric, Fez, and Jackie. "Whoa, it's a party."He sounded as tired as he looked. His enunciation had been slack since he hit his head earlier, but now he sounded entirely groggy. "Hey, guys."

Jackie quickly took up place next to him.

"Do me a favor and bring me a toothbrush tomorrow," he said quietly to her, "so I can kiss you." Jackie kissed him anyways, earning a lopsided smile from her boyfriend.

"Get a room," Fez said.

"This is my room. You get a room. Hey Kelso." Hyde rubbed his eyes. "When I crashed, did it at least look bad-friggin-ass?"

Kelso hadn't seen the exact moment that the motorcycle went over, but decided to tell Hyde what he wanted to hear. "Yeah, buddy, it looked totally badass."

"Cool."

Angie spoke next. "So how long do you think they'll keep you?"

"You know what's the worst part of this?" Hyde asked, ignoring the question as if he hadn't heard it.

"Getting hurt's not the worst part?" Donna said.

"Nah." Hyde spoke with his eyes closed. "I barely remember riding the thing."

"You didn't get very far," Angie said.

"Like, I remember leaving the parking lot, and driving past that red house, but that's it."

Angie looked at Kelso, then back at her brother. "That was a couple of minutes before you crashed."

"I don't remember crashing it."

Kelso's eyes grew wide and his jaw dropped. "Oh my god, dude. Do you have amnesia?" He sounded almost excited. "Hyde, what's your name?"

"Hyde, you moron. I just don't remember crashing it. I was driving past the red house, then I was on the street and WB was talking to me."

Donna frowned. "Uh, that sounds like a problem."

"Doc says it's normal concussion stuff. Whatever. Just thought it was weird. Like, I'm only ever gonna remember riding it for like five minutes."

"Why would you want to remember crashing it?"

"Cause it looked badass," he slurred. They'd definitely given him something.

"Right..." Eric said. He looked at the others. "You sound pretty tired, man. We should probably let you sleep."

Hyde mumbled something unintelligable as a response.

"Okay, yeah," Eric laughed. "You need sleep."

"Mm."

"See you tomorrow, buddy. Night."

A/N: And there we have it! Next chapter is going to be a lot of fun, I think. I'm going to have a lot of fun writing it, at least, so I hope you like it as well. But first, I hope you enjoyed the chapter you just read! Thanks for checking it out, leave a review if you like! Until next time, guys. See ya!