A/N: Hey Everyone! Sorry it has been so long since I've updated and I hope I haven't lost too many readers because of that. This chapter is a little short but it's a bit of a transition into a new chapter of these characters lives. Anyway I hope you like it. Happy reading!

Hyde's Room

10:48 am

Jackie opened her eyes slowly and the sun streaming in through the window of Steven's bedroom burned her drowsy eyes and caused a dull throb in her head. She didn't drink quite as much as Steven appeared to have, she lost count after his fourth beer and seventh shot, but she must've drank just enough to give herself a minor hangover. She feels a little flushed and gently tries to kick the covers off of her feet without disturbing Steven who is completely dead to his surroundings, pressed up against her back with his arm thrown around her waist. He is the source of most of the heat though as he feels like he's burning up.

She tries to just lay there and maybe go back to sleep but she finds that she's too uncomfortable to do so and is in desperate need for a glass of water. She slips out from under his arm and tucks the blanket back around him. She slips into a clean dress that she left laying over the back of the chair in his room. It wasn't anything fancy just a simple black cotton t-shirt dress but it fit her figure nicely. She pulled her back into a messy bun of sorts and headed up the steps.

The kitchen seemed quieter than usual so she assumed that Red must've taken off for the day. Jackie turned the corner and went to the cabinet for a glass. "Good morning, Mrs. Forman." She greets Kitty who's sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and some toast.

"Morning Jackie. Would you like me to make you some breakfast?" Kitty asks getting up from the table.

"No, no. I'm fine. I think I'll just have some toast. My stomach isn't feeling the best this morning."

"No you need a decent breakfast, dear. Let me make you some eggs and bacon. The grease helps with the hangover, believe me."

Jackie hid her smile and sat down at the table with her glass of water. "Hungover? Mrs. Forman I am not—"

"Save it. I'm a mother I know these things and you kids are never as sneaky as you like to believe you are. Beside you're all adults now, as much as it pains me, you can make your own decisions and your own mistakes."

"Alright." Jackie didn't know what else to say to her so she just sipped her water. "Hey, have you heard anything from Eric?"

"No but let me tell you he is going to get a mouthful when he finally gets home."

"I'm sure Donna's going to strangle him before you get a chance."

"I don't see why she's so mad. She's the one who called off the wedding to begin with." Kitty says as she begins to aggressively take her frustration out on Jackie's eggs which apparently were going to be scrambled now instead of fried.

"Come on you didn't want them to get married in the first place. You can't be mad when you finally get what you want."

"She hurt my kid and now he's run off so I think I have the right to be a little upset."

"He'll be back."

"I know." She sighs but Jackie could tell that she was still a little uneasy. "The bacon is almost ready so go get Steven up."

"I think he needs his sleep. He had a bit of a rough night."

"Jackie, it's after eleven he's had enough sleep."

Jackie didn't argue with her no nonsense tone and just finished off her water and went back to the basement to wake up Steven. She opened his door to find him with his head dangling over the edge of the cot. He looked a little miserable.

She ran her fingers through his curls which were a little matted and lightly kissed his lips which tasted like stale beer. "Steven," she whispers and the sound of her voice only manages to elicit a small groan from her man. "Steven," she tries again with a small shake to his shoulder. "Babe it's time to get up. Breakfast is almost ready."

"No," he grumbles and pulls his head into the pillow. "No food."

"I don't think you have much of a choice. Mrs. Forman is about demanding our presence for a proper breakfast." He grumbled as he rolled onto his back. He opened his eyes and looked up at Jackie.

"How do you look so good?"

"Self control. A long island and two shots don't have the same power in keeling you over."

He rolled his eyes and looked around his room for a pair of jeans that were slightly clean. He hadn't washed his laundry this week so maybe that was something he could do today. He found a pair by the foot of the cot that didn't have any stains on them so he slipped into them and fished an ACDC shirt out of his drawer. "Babe, where are my shades?"

"I think they're out here…" She trails of as she walks out of his room and finds his shades on the tables.

"Thanks," he slips them on. "God, I feel like shit."

"I bet. Come on you'll feel better once you get some coffee and maybe some toast."

The Forman's Basement

3:07 pm

Hyde pulled his clothes from the washer started putting them in the dryer. He tossed his tee shirts into the dryer when he noticed a dress and a couple of blouses that Jackie must've tossed into the wash when he wasn't looking. He was about to make a snide comment to her when he noticed that she had fallen asleep on the couch so he admits defeat and places her clothing into the dryer with his own.

He's startled by the sound of the basement door opening expecting to see Donna or Fez but is surprised to see Forman standing there looking like he's been on a bender for the last couple of weeks.

"Where the hell have you been, man?" Hyde asked though part of him wanted to yell it.

"Madison. I've been looking for apartments." Forman looked down at Jackie, "she okay?"

"We had a bit of a rough night trying to cheer up Donna. How could you just take off like that?"

"I needed space. I needed to clear my head and figure some things out."

"So…" Hyde threw his arms up. "Taking off without a word? That's a fucking shitty way to treat her."

"I just needed to by myself for a little while to try and figure out what I want."

"Have you gone to see her?"

"No not yet."

Hyde walked over grabbed Forman by the back of his neck and dragged him to the basement door. "Go." He tossed him outside, "and don't come home until you've talked your shit out. I sick of dealing with all your problems." He slammed the basement door shut and winced as the sounded radiated through his skull.

Surprisingly Jackie didn't even stir. He wanted to nap too but there wasn't enough space on the couch and he didn't trust that Fez or Donna wouldn't come storming into the basement within the next twenty minutes or so. It's been a rather quite day in the basement so far, he didn't want to jinx it yet.

He bent down to scoop Jackie up into his arms and carried her into his room. He laid her down on his cot gently without waking her. She must not have slept well at all last night because she's not usually this deep of a sleeper. He moved to place a blanket over the window to block out some of the sunlight and then he slipped out of his jeans and curled up beside Jackie.

He nestled his head into the side of her neck and softly inhaled the floral scent of her hair and sighed softly as he closed his eyes and the excessive pounding in his head dulled away then he fell asleep.

Donna's Bedroom

3:20 pm

Eric stood outside Donna's door to afraid to knock. He royally screwed up with the way he handled things but he's a coward and everyone knew that so it shouldn't have come as a surprise. He'd be lying if he said that he didn't think about canceling their wedding once or twice before the rehearsal dinner but hearing Donna say she couldn't marry him kind of hit the panic button in his head.

He took a deep breath to calm his nerves and then knocked on the door.

"Go away!" He heard Donna shout.

"Donna it's me."

"In that case, fuck off!" She shouts even louder through the door.

Eric decided that it was worth possibly getting the shit beat out of him and he opened the door to her room. She looked about as well as Jackie and Hyde did at the moment, laying under the covers with her hair up in a bun.

"What part of 'fuck off' did you take to mean 'please come in'?" She grumbled.

Eric sat down on the edge of the bed. "Donna, I'm so sorry that I just took off like that. I was upset but you didn't deserve that. Please forgive me."

"Why should I?"

"Because I'm asking you too."

"Not good enough. Where the hell have you been?"

"Madison."

"Why?"

Eric sighed and pulled the covers away from Donna's face. "At first I was just driving around trying to calm myself down but then I ended up at the apartment we were going to rent there before my dad had his heart attack. I started thinking about what was next for me, you know. What am I supposed to do now? So I signed a lease on the place again."

"You're moving to Madison? Without me!"

"Why would I move without you? Donna, I've spent the last couple of weeks trying to figure out what to do with my life because I feel like it's been on hold since we decided not to move to Madison the first time. The only thing that's never changed is that you'll be there."

"So you want to move to Madison together?" Donna asks trying to hide the smile growing on her face.

"I don't see why we can't now. My parents are doing better, Kelso is off at the police academy, we have some money saved. I think it's time. I talked to the registration people at U of W and we are all set to enroll in the fall and I found a job at a restaurant and there's even a job open at the college radio station."

"You really figured this all out."

"Yeah, I needed to. I don't want to be the one that stands in your way Donna. I love you and you deserve the chance to get what you want out of life."

"I love you too. I can't believe you did this." She exclaimed sitting up to pull Eric into a hug.

"Is that a yes? Will you move with me?"

"Of course it's a yes!" She kissed him roughly until he fell backwards on her mattress. "We're moving to Madison!"

A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review, I can't wait to hear from all of you.