Forcing Fates Hand

A/N: Okay, first of thanx for the reviews, I really love them. This wasn't the original second chapter, but I abandoned my original idea, and decided to add this "filler" chapter. Basically this chapter deals with the intervening three weeks between the time Eric was hospitalized, and no I'm not going to reveal the extent of his injuries just yet, but it's enough to make the doctors put him in a medically induced coma. And if this is kind of abnormal, forgive me, I've been reading/ watching Breakfast club, and Eminem's "Loose Yourself"

FOUR HOURS LATER,

Jackie looked on as Eric's so called girlfriend tried to get near him. "I have to see him, please!" Donna was screaming at the top of her lungs, but it was doing no good, the guys of the group were holding her back. She let it go on for about another minute, until she couldn't take it anymore, "Shut the fuck up!" the diminutive brunette yelled, getting everyone's attention. "Sorry Donna, but you caused this, you almost killed him, you almost did the thing he accused me of, splitting the group," she walked up to Donna, and with a tear in her eye, said, "I think you should never see him again unless he wants to." With her peace said, she turned around to look at Eric.

TWO DAYS LATER,

Jackie was forced from Eric's side because she had to take care of her basketcase little cousin, Allison. Her little cousin lived in a town a few hours away from Point Place, in Shermer Illinois. Jackie knew why Ally, as she called her, was here, Ally's mother and father had ignored her again, and Jackie could sympathize. But instead of dealing with it like Jackie did, Ally had become a social outcast, a "Basketcase", you know the creep. So when they told Jackie that she had to take care of Ally, Jackie told them to bring her to Jackie, she was not leaving Eric. So Jackie's parents did as Jackie asked, and brought Ally there to Jackie. Which would explain why the fasionesta Jackie, was looking like a basketcase. "You know Ally, I don't normally look like this." Jackie told her younger, cousin, who gave a slight squeak in response. Who ever said that the Burkhart family line didn't act the same minimally, was a compleate damn liar! "Jackie," Ally said, bringing Jackie out of her thoughts, "Yes?" "Who's that boy in there?" Jackie saw who Ally was pointing to, and smiled, turning back to her, and told Ally everything.

ONE WEEK LATER,

Jackie stood looking on silently as Donna was being carried away in handcuffs. Donna had tried for one too many times to see Eric. The only person there to try and stop Donna that wasn't asleep, was Jackie. Jackie remembered the scene horribly,

"Jackie, please I have to see him, I have to tell him I love him!" Donna slightly yelled at her, but Jackie stood her ground. "No Donna, I will not let you through." "Why the fuck not?" Donna yelled at her, taking a threatening step forward, and Jackie let it slip before she could stop.

"You what?" Donna spat at her before throwing a punch. No one knew Jackie could fight, she never had a reason to, but she and Ally had taken a few lessons from her cousin's father before he went all klepto on everyone. So when Donna made to hit her, she blocked it and took a fighting stance, one meant to immobilize, not maim. By now the boys had awoken, but knew that the girls must fight it out. So when Donna went in again, Jackie took Donna's arm, and flipped the lumberjack over her body, and to the ground.

Jackie knew what Donna was forced to do now, a restraining order had been placed on her from all the group, never before in the entire history of the basement club, as they called them selves, had anything this serious happened. But Jackie was glad for it, because apparently when Donna tried to hit Jackie, she took out a doctor, almost pushing the man's nose into his brain, killing him, he was in surgery now. Donna was being placed into the car and driven off, to spend the better part of a forty-year sentience for attempted manslaughter, attempted assault, and failure to abide by a court ordered restraining order.

ONE WEEK, THREE DAYS,

Eric had woken up briefly, not long enough to remember it, but long enough for her to make an impression. Jackie told him everything, her inner demons, and what had happened, and Eric looked relieved that Donna was now in jail. "Good riddance." He said, almost as if he knew Donna was psycho the whole time, before the short trial, Donna had to take a psyche evaluation, which deduced that Donna was clinically insane, and therefore, she got put into a "loony-bin", as it was called. Jackie had been relieved to hear Eric tell his secret demons, but she also learned something that changed it all.

TWO WEEKS LATER,

Jackie was worried, Eric wasn't getting any better, nor any worse. He had slipped into a coma after his mother made Jackie leave. But the days had been good, she got to know the Forman's better, and relished in the feeling of comfort that was there, specifically by Red who she say as a true father to herself. She also was surprised at the willingness of everyone of their friends, who even got up to get Jackie food, even though she told them it was fine. Her cousin Ally had to go back, but left something for Jackie, a black eyeliner, and a note telling her to use it when Eric woke up. Jackie loved to hear what her cousin said, even if it was short, her cousin's words were always smart. But not only that tomorrow was Jackie's birthday, her 18th birthday.

THREE WEEKS LATER,

Jackie had enjoyed her birthday, but she spent it with Eric and his family. She couldn't help but feel a need to be near him, especially after their conversation, and apparently in his coma state, so did Eric, the obvious reaction to her mere smell was a welcome one for her. She was watching him sleep, then she decided to listen to his heart, her only true comfort these days, ever since, what was this, his heart was picking up pace.