They had gotten back together, Randy and her, but instead of feeling grateful, or even relief, when he took her back with open arms, all Donna felt was bitter and unhappy.

She had moved back into their apartment, not in the least bit surprised that he had chosen to keep the lease, paying rent for the both of them since she had been gone, just hoping that she would come back to him again.

She threw several boxes of cereal into her cart, and moved listlessly down the aisle, as if searching for an elusive something that she couldn't get ahold of instead of the next item on the list of groceries that she had elected to get for Randy and herself this week.

A familiar peal of laughter rang out in the next aisle and the hairs on the back of her neck stood. It was followed by a deeper, more masculine chuckle, and one that she had rarely heard since he had been back from Africa and thrown her heart and life into turmoil.

Unable to help herself, she moved forward, repulsed, but yet drawn towards them. They came into view as she rounded the aisle, and the first glimpse she caught of them together, since that day where Eric had near killed her with the ice in his eyes and carried Jackie out of the basement hit her with the force of a nearly tangible blow to the gut.

A bubble of intimacy surrounded them, a connection that was invisible to the naked eye and yet so clearly felt by all those who laid eyes on them. They drew smiles from other shoppers as they made their way down the aisle, a picture-perfect vision of happiness and contentment that made Donna want to throw up and hurl something at them.

She took in their linked hands and linked arms. She saw Jackie hop around and try to reach for something on a high shelf and Eric chuckle as he extended an arm and got it easily for her. She saw Jackie tilt her head up to his and saw his finger trace the line of her cheek and rest on her bottom lip.

Donna bit the inside of her mouth hard and the metallic taste of blood filled it. A growl of some sort made it past her throat and Eric turned his head to see her standing there.

"Donna," he said, dispassionately.

Jackie turned and followed suit, although her greeting was slightly more welcoming and definitely less cold.

"Donna, hey," she said, and made a move to go to her. She was stopped by Eric's hand on her stomach.

This time, a definite growl made its way past Donna's throat. "Jeeze, Eric, what the hell do you think I'm gonna do to her?" Her eyes glistened, but with tears of fury or hurt she didn't know.

Eric remained impassive, and Jackie placed a hand over his wrist, gently pushing his hand away.

She took several steps closer to Donna, stopping only when she was a step away from Donna's cart.

"Grocery shopping too?" she asked in an attempt to break the ice, and indicated the contents of the cart.

Donna snorted, a sarcastic retort ready to fly. She swallowed it as Eric's already stony expression turned to ice.

Jackie, unaware of the exchange between the two of them, took another awkward step forward, with a tentative smile on her face. Donna's sudden absence in her life had affected her, as much as she had tried not to think about it.

"I came by your house once, but Bob said you had moved back in with Randy."

"Yeah."

Jackie nodded, fiddling with the hem of her top and taking a deep breath she looked up and directly into her friend's blue-gray eyes. "I-Ive missed you, Lumberjack," she told her softly, meaning every word.

For several seconds, Donna didn't move, she didn't even blink. Then she swallowed, a lump the size of Australia lodged in her throat. For a moment, just a moment, she put aside their love for the same man, put aside the jealousy and bitterness and hatred for the girl that stole her first love away from her and looked into her heart to find what she did love about her friend in the first place.

She managed a nod, for that was all she could do. And then another, and before tears she had so far successfully managed to hold back could course down her face; her tall, blonde, magnificent specimen of a boyfriend chose that moment to make his appearance, swaggering down the aisle like a Greek god, a grin he was unable to hide lighting up his face at the sight of dark and brooding Eric Forman, who was also his current girlfriend's first boyfriend and love, looking all loved up with Jackie Burkhart.

Donna turned away as Randy took their attention. She swiped hard at the tears that leaked from her eyes, and thanked heavens that even though she might not be completely in love with her boyfriend as she should, that along with his glorious hair, he also possessed a sense of simply impeccable timing.