Chicago was a nightmare. Jackie was devastated that Steven found her in that state. Yes, she was going to sleep with Michael, but she didn't. And the only reason she ever would was because she thought that herself and Steven would never have another shot together. She never thought in a million years that Steven would come after her and try to win her back. It only seemed fair that she do the same for him. She gave up her dream job, her dream life and went back to Point Place in an attempt to pull Steven back into her life. Could you say it was irrational? Probably. But Jackie had never been one to take a step back on love.

"Donna, have you seen Steven?" Jackie asked as she entered the basement, looking at her blonde friend.

"Jackie? You're back?" Donna's shock was conveyed with her sentence. "Hello to you too." She huffed, sarcasm clearly dripping from each word.

"Donna, this is important." Jackie frowned, placing her hand on her hip.

"He's at the record store." Donna sighed. "But he looked super pissed, what happened?"

Jackie groaned and looked down. "It was just a stupid misunderstanding." Jackie's own words made her think back to the time when Steven cheated on her. It was a misunderstanding then and Jackie put him through hell before she got back together with him. But in her defense, she didn't technically cheat on him. They were broken up when she went to sleep with Michael.

"Anyway, thanks Donna." Jackie gave her a small smile and the glanced at Eric and gave him a disapproving huff before leaving the room.

Jackie got in her pink Licoln and drove to Groove's, her stomach bubbling with nerves. What if she made herself look like an idiot? What if Steven didn't want her back? What if he had found some other slut and completely moved on from her?

Jackie took several deep breaths to calm herself down and stepped out of the car. She was Jackie Burkhart, there was no one better than her. Every step she took felt heavier and heavier. Like her heart was made out of bricks and was weighing her down.

Steven didn't look at her when she walked in, he was too busy helping a customer. Jackie usually would've barged over and demanded his attention, but given her predicament she would rather hang back for a while and wait for him to finish. She turned her attention on the Abba albums and sorted through them. Steven hadn't organized them into how they should be. Best to worst. So Jackie took it upon herself to redo it all.

By the time she had finished, Steven was done with the customer and was sitting behind the till reading a magazine. She walked up to counter and leaned on it. "Hey." She greeted in a small voice.

Steven looked up at her and her heart fluttered, but his words made her stomach churn. "What are you doing here?" His voice was cold and uninviting.

"I came to talk to you. You ran off before I had a chance." She explained.

"Yeah, well you ran off to Chicago without giving me much of a chance to talk to you. And then you tried to nail Kelso." He argued.

"That's what I wanted to talk about, Steven. Look, I thought it was all over for us. I thought that you didn't want to marry me and I completely hit rock bottom. And well, Michael is rock bottom for me." She ignored his stony glare at the mention of Michael. "But nothing happened! I didn't sleep with him, because the only guy I wanna be with is you." Jackie avoided eye contact with him at this point. She had poured her heart and soul into that conversation, she'd been completely honest and that was a rare thing for her.

"Good to know." Hyde shrugged.

"God! Steven. Don't you have anything else to say?" Jackie was used to Steven's zen by now. But that didn't make it easy to deal with at times like this.

"Not really, Jackie. See, I'm over you. In fact, I'm completely over the whole situation. So, go be with Michael or whoever." Hyde shrugged and turned back to his magazine.

"Steven, you don't mean that." Jackie gasped, her eyes filling with tears. When she didn't get a response, Jackie ran out of Grooves crying. She leaned against the wall outside and let herself break down for a moment. It was over. She'd put her heart on the line for him and he didn't care. He didn't give a damn about her.

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Donna Pinciotti's house seemed to be the place she always went in her time of need. Sure, a lot of the time Donna didn't really care about her problems but that was okay. Because Jackie rarely cared about Donna's. Jackie still had no idea how Donna became her best friend, but somehow the odd relationship between the two worked. Maybe Jackie was just naturally drawn to her opposites. First Donna and then Steven. They were the best friendships and relationships she had. Even Eric, though she hated him and would love to see Donna get shot of him, they had their moments. He had helped her out a lot in her time of need. And she, in return had paid off Donna's engagement ring. That gesture had set her for life. Eric only offered advice with words, she gave money. That was far more valuable.

She walked in through the door that was seemingly always open and ran up the familiar stairs into Donna's bedroom.

"Jackie? Don't you knock?" Donna raised her eyebrows at the petite brunette.

"Oh, whatever Donna. I'm too upset to knock." Jackie whined and walked over to Donna's bed, plopping herself down on it and resting her head on Donna's shoulders.

"Me and Eric could have been doing it Jackie!" Donna persisted.

"Oh, I would've pulled that scrawny little rat off you and sent him home." Jackie dismissed with a wave of her hand. "Me and Steven are over, Donna! Steven came over to Chicago and saw me and Michael in a...compromising situation. And then he got mad and chased Michael and left me. But nothing happened! I was just down and Michael wouldn't quit bugging me to do it with him. What am I gonna do?!"

"Find a new boyfriend?" Donna blanched. But the glare she got from Jackie was enough to make her back up in her tracks. "Okay fine, maybe you should just leave him alone for a little while? He needs time to get over it. Kelso's always been a touchy subject for him, ever since the whole 'get off my boyfriend." incident. This has hurt him."

"Oh but Donna, how can I just leave him alone? He's the guy that's always been there for me, you know? Even when we hated each other he took me to prom. And when Michael was cheating on me, he tried to get him caught over and over again. And it may have only been once, but he told me he loves me. I got Steven Hyde to admit he loves me. I wanna let him go, but I can't. I still love him." Jackie was crying into Donna at this point, needing to let it all out.

"Well then, do what you do best and demand him back. Aren't you the master of getting what you want, when you want it?" Donna questioned.

"Yeah, but this is Steven. I never know what's going through his head." Jackie sighed.

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Hyde was closing up Grooves. It had been a busy day for him. First, his customers had been bugging him all day and just being pain's in the asses and then Jackie comes back and tries to win him over. But it wasn't going to happen. If she wanted to sleep with Kelso, she could sleep with him. Why should he care anymore?

He didn't care. At all. Not one little bit. It didn't mean a thing to him that Jackie came back from Chicago.

"Hey man." Eric said as Hyde walked into the basement. "How are things?"

"Are you gonna get girly with me, Forman?" Hyde asked with a frown.

"No man, I just saw that the devil's back and I wondered if she got you under her claws yet." Eric smirked.

"No, me and Jackie are over for good. I can't believe how much time I wasted on her, man." But it was obvious that Eric wasn't believing a word Hyde said. Hyde was happier than he'd ever seen him when he was with Jackie, and when he came back from Chicago he was the angry guy that lived in his basement again.

"Yeah, sure man." Eric shrugged, deciding it'd be better for him if he didn't push it. He was very scrawny, and Hyde packed a good punch.

"I'm going to bed." Hyde grumbled and left Eric to his thoughts in the basement.

As he laid in bed, he thought about the times that Jackie spent in there with him. He didn't miss the little giggle she'd give him when he kissed a certain spot just where her shoulder and neck connected. He didn't miss the way her hair would brush against his face in his sleep and force him to rearrange Jackie. He didn't miss the way she'd tell him she loved him while kissing him goodnight and he certainly didn't miss the way that she wouldn't force him to say it back. No, he didn't miss her at all.