A/N: I know this story concept is a pretty popular but season eight was terrible and everyone can agree on that. I've decided to take a shot at rewriting it. I've started my story in the season 8 premier episode so the first chapter contains a bit of dialogue from the episode. I hope everyone can enjoy my spin on things and please REVIEW! I love hearing from my readers especially about likes and dislikes. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own That 70s Show if I did this story wouldn't need to exist.

Jackie entered the Forman's living room through the kitchen door surprised to see that familiar face she'd been longing to see since she got back from Chicago. "Steven, you're back! Look, we have to talk."

Steven looked at her, god had he'd missed her, but he kept his usual face of zen. Now really wasn't the right time for her to be seeing his true feelings. He was still so pissed at her and Kelso, a little less at Kelso seeing as he took out his anger with a swift punch to Kelso's face. "About what? How you nailed Kelso?"

Jackie gave him an exasperated look. She was so sick and tired of his insecurities about Michael. "No, about our relationship."

"Oh, okay." He responded with a fake voice of understanding. "I'll start. You nailed Kelso!"

"You never gave me a chance to explain!"

"Because you nailed Kelso!" They were shouting at each other now and they could see how uncomfortable everyone was getting. Even Kitty was scowling now looking down at her feet.

Donna leans in toward her, "Mrs. Forman, start taping. Eric loves it when he screams at her."

Kitty responds and starts holding the microphone to them to catch every word for her baby boy who was so far away in Africa.

"Steven, I never even slept with Michael."

"Yeah, right. Because Kelso is always showing up at my hotel room naked with a bucket of ice."

"You know this your fault, too."

"Okay you two, just stop yelling." Kitty interrupts and everyone turns to her to listen to her scold the young couple. Surprisingly though she keeps quiet and proceeds to just change the tape in her recorder. "Go ahead."

"No, forget it." Steven replies and turns away.

Angry and frustrated, Jackie decides to just let Steven cool off. "Well, I guess that's that," she turns back towards the kitchen.

"Wow, that was horrible." Donna remarks.

Later that evening, Jackie reenters the Forman's living room. She had heard Steven talking with Kitty and decided maybe now they could talk. Donna had tried to reassure that their relationship couldn't be over. Not yet anyways. She was frightened though, things seemed different this time and she couldn't quite place her finger on it but she knew it was making her nervous.

Kitty jumps up off the couch at the site of Jackie. "Oh, okay, let me just give you two some privacy." Unbeknownst to the young couple though, she only retreated as far as the den just off the living room.

"Hey."

"Hey." Steven responds clearing his throat. He was happy to see she hadn't given up on him yet.

"Steven, I am so sorry about what happened in Chicago. I was alone and I thought I had lost you."

"Yeah, well, I can see why you thought that."

"Look, why didn't you just tell me sooner you wanted to get married?"

"Because I wasn't sure I wanted to." He stated to her yet again. "And now that I've thought about it, I'm right, I'm not ready to be married yet."

She turned her head catching his words. "Yet? Oh, okay." She tried to hide her excitement. That was all she needed to hear from him. They're interrupted by the Forman's doorbell which brings Kitty out of hiding.

Opening the door, a bleach blond in a red tube top enters. "Hi, I'm looking for…" She turns to Hyde on the couch. "…Hyde!" she runs to him. "Hey, baby."

Steven stares at the acquaintance with utter confusion at her presence in his home. "Hey, Sam?"

"Who the hell is that?" questions Jackie unable to disguise her disgust.

"This is Sam. She's a… exotic dancer I met in vegas." He replies still confused. "I'm sorry, what are you doing here?"

"You don't remember? We got married." She states.

Jackie's eyes grow wide in shock. "Oh, my god!" she runs towards the kitchen.

"What?" Steven questions with the same amount of shock. He turns to see that Jackie had left. Now he had really done it, there would be no fixing this massive screw up. He let his head fall into his hands. He couldn't believe this. He could hear Sam rambling on to Kitty, he wanted to scream at her, anything to get her to shut up. Then a smashing slam of the kitchen door ramming into the wall did the job for him.

Jackie came stomping through the room. Steven moved in front of her before she could make a run for the door. "Look, Jackie please just give me a chance to explain."

"Shut up Steven! and get out of my way." She pushed him aside and approached the stripper and gave her swift kick to the shin that sent the blond skank to the floor. "Stupid skank! Nobody marries my man but me!" Kitty and Steven watch the furious brunette grab a fistful of Sam's hair and start dragging the stripper kicking and screaming towards the front door. "Get the hell out of here! And don't come back without a marriage license and divorce papers!" Jackie opens the entry and literally kicks the stripper in the ass until she fumbles out the door and it slams hard behind her.

She turns around to face the surprised wide-eyed expressions of Steven and Mrs. Forman. She approaches slowly, only slightly embarrassed by her behavior. Steven stiffens slightly out of fear as she raises her hands to him. She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him in her lips brush his lightly for the first time in weeks. His familiar taste makes her eager and she pulls him closer for a kiss that was so incredible deep and intense. When they separate, Steven is still very surprised.

Their eyes stay locked on one another for a moment before she speaks. "You are in soooooo much trouble." Steven smiles and then hangs his head low when she grabs his hand to drag him from the room.

"Yes, Dear."

Forman's Basement

The Circle

7:30 pm

Steven sat in his first circle since he had returned from Vegas. He looked around at his friends: Fez, Donna, and then to Kelso who was laughing while munching on twonkies. He'd never admit it but he finally felt at home.

"Welcome home Buddy." Fez mumbles in his own distinctive accent.

"Yeah, we are glad you're back, Hyde" Donna smirks in his direction, "I'd say it's safe too say you're better off here than Vegas."

"Yeah man, you shouldn't have overreacted and run off to Vegas just because Jackie and I had sex."

"We did not have sex, Michael!" Jackie shouts angrily as she took her rightful place on Steven's lap.

"Oh whatever! I don't care and you wanna know why… because I met a stripper!" Michael exclaims.

Jackie felt Steven stiffen beneath her. "Ugh! That bitch. If you bring that skank around here Michael, I swear to god I will pound her til she's so ugly Fez wouldn't touch her." Steven kisses his woman's cheek. She was certainly crazy but he was so happy she was his. "Isn't that right, Puddin' Pop?"

"I miss Eric… Isn't three months enough for him? I mean come on it's Africa."

"I know… That twizzler couldn't even survive a simple road trip by himself." Fez chimed in.

"Africa man, I can't believe it." Hyde spoke up. "I bet they have like really good Film there. He better not forget to bring me a stash."

"I didn't forget." Eric spoke from the basement staircase.

Hyde, who was staring straight ahead at Donna, started laughing almost uncontrollably. "I can still hear him."

"Eric!" Donna and Fez exclaim together.

Every body stood to greet their friend who ignored everyone but Donna, taking the tall blond into his outstretched arms and spinning her around all romantic like. He pressed his lips to hers hard and passionately, moving his tongue between her lips invading her mouth and she let out a soft moan in agreement with his method of saying hello.

"Alright… cut it out you two, before I throw up my supper." Jackie's voice ends the specialness of the moment and the two love birds separate.

"Here man," Forman tosses a brown paper bag in Hyde's direction, "Not that you need anymore."

"Thanks Forman." He ignores his friends advice and starts rolling a joint.

"So Eric what are you doing home so soon?"

"I should never have left Donna, it was a mistake." He sighed. "The teaching was really great though. I called Madison before I left and secured myself a spot in their programs before I got on the plane. I wasn't going to come home just to be all bummy again."

"Hey Doll," Jackie turns to Steven whose lips caught her by surprise. Smoke seeped from between his lips and into hers and she inhaled his kiss deeply and unexpectedly. Everyone watched on as the strange interaction occurred between the burnout and his princess.

"Ew! If I can't kiss my girl hello, you two sure as hell can't be doing that."

The two didn't respond, Hyde simply sat down in his chair and Jackie followed suit, straddling over his lap waiting for him to puff on his joint before latching her lips on him once again.

"Ew!…Let's go to the Hub, apparently this is a two-person circle now." Donna snarked before leading the basement gang out the door.

The Hub

8:30 pm

"He married a stripper!" Eric nearly shouted catching every eye in the Hub.

"Yeah your mom told me about it and apparently right when Hyde thought Jackie had left him for good she came storming back in and dragged the chick out by her hair."

"Damn remind me not to mess with her."

"Yes, Jackie may be my beautiful goddess but she still kicks ass."

"Jackie never beat up a girl over me."

"Kelso man that's different, Jackie actually loves Hyde, what they have may not be easy for us to comprehend but it's special."

"Donna I think that was very heartbreaking burn." Eric points out.

"She did so love me." Kelso started getting flustered, "oh whatever," he stomped out the doors.

"So what are they going to do? You know he's married?"

"Apparently Jackie demanded she prove the marriage is real or come back with divorce papers." Donna explained. "I mean come on, they aren't going to stay married."

"Right, so now what?"

"What do you mean?"

"What's next for us?"

"I don't know bout you two but all this stripper talk is giving me needs…I'll see you later." Fez runs awkwardly out the door.

"Well Eric…" Donna says slowly stopping to think for a moment. Memories of the past year or so rumble through her head and she decidedly lands on her memory at the top of the water tower. Eric's apprehensive proposal that very cold and snowy night was the happiest she had ever remembered being. Slowly Donna shifts from the booth down onto one knee cursing herself in head for making a fool of herself. "Eric…Will you marry me?"

All heads turn in their direction eagerly awaiting his answer. "Oh my god Donna! Yes of course."

"Thank god!" Donna stood up and kissed him. Everyone who had been eavesdropping on their conversation applauded the happy couple until Donna frogs Eric. "You better show up this time."

"Better show up for what?" The couple was taken aback by the presence of Hyde and Jackie who sat themselves down on the empty chair across the table.

"Our wedding." Donna almost squealed.

"Wow Forman, I thought surely after the previous fiasco you'd never ask again."

"I didn't, Donna asked me."

"How desperate are you Lumberjack?"

"Hey at least I'll be Eric's first wife!"

"My only wife, Donna." He corrected.

Jackie felt her anger deep inside start bubbling up again. She couldn't believe Steven had betrayed her in such a horrible fashion. He couldn't marry her but he could marry a stripper he knew for like three weeks. It didn't make any sense to her. Steven hated commitment, he hated anything that forced him express real feelings. Today marked only the third time ever that he had even told her he loved her. It didn't make any sense.

"Actually I don't that's true." Steven spoke up shaking Jackie from her destructive and rambling thoughts.

"Of course Donna will be my only wife!" Eric sounded offended now.

"No not that. I don't think I'm actually married. I know I was drunk from the day I left Chicago until the day I started to drive home but I don't remember blacking out ever. I remember Sam and I certainly paid for a lap dance or two and we talked about Jackie a bit but I don't remember a wedding."

"Do you think maybe she thought she could take advantage of you?" Donna questioned.

"I don't know."

"Either way, Steven, do I have permission run her down with the el camino?" Steven, Donna and Eric turn towards Jackie and her soft spoken and uncharacteristically violent remark.

Steven kisses her softly to reassure her that her place in his lap was all that he wanted, she was all he wanted. "Anything for you, Doll."