Jackie walked into the kitchen at the hotel Hyde had been working at the past few weeks.

"Where is he? Thought he got here already..." she mused.

She shrugged, going to the counter, where someone had started chopping up carrots and picked up a few cubes, popping them into her mouth and crunching. Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her, standing too close for comfort. Someone large, male, someone... definately not Steven...

"Um... who's there?" Jackie asked warily.

She was only answered by silence, and pasty, beefy hands sliding over her hips. She wriggled, trying to get away as the hands moved forward, squeezing her thighs, just on the edges of her most secret womanly place. Frantically, she began popping at the unwanted intrusion of the hands.

"Just relax..." a soft- if gravelly- voice said in her ear.

"Roy?" Jackie squirmed. "Stop it! Let go of me!"

She felt relief when he let go, but, it was short-lived, as he threw her down onto the floor, pinning her down quickly and effectively. He pushed her face to the side, silencing her with a rag on the floor, and she began sobbing when she felt her skirt being yanked up and her panties being ripped off at the seams. The sound of the zipper seemed unusually loud, and even with her screams being muffled, she felt sure they were unusually loud as she felt the sharp pain of being impaled by him. Over and over, until he was satisfied, and then stood up, walking away as if it were nothing. Leaving her on the floor, exposed, hurt, sticky with semen and blood...

Her entire body hurt, and she just did not want to move, and her eyes closed, and she succumbbed to the blackness...

Jackie had no idea how long she'd been laying there when she felt someone shaking her, and she cringed away from the touch.

"N-no! No, please!" she yelled, not opening her eyes.

"Jacks..." she heard, the broken whisper of Steven Hyde, and she saw the confused and worried- and slightly shiny with wet tears- eyes of her boyfriend staring back at her.

"Oh, Steven..." she moaned, and she allowed him to pull her to his chest, clutching to him for dear life.

And, Hyde looked at Eric when he came in, a deer-in-the-headlights look at the scene.

"Go call an ambulance, man! Go!" he ordered, rocking her gently back and forth in his arms.

"Shhh... it's okay, baby... I'm here..."