A/N: Hello all! I'm thrilled that life has allowed me the time to be able to begin writing again. To anyone who has reviewed, followed, or put either of my other stories I thank you so much. To anyone waiting for the next part of A Point Place Production, don't be afraid of this! I thought of the concept for this story the other day and had to write it down, as I was very excited of its potential. I will be going back to APPP very soon. For now, I hope you all give this a chance and enjoy it. Thank you all so much for reading! I really do appreciate it.

More Than Just a Dream

Chapter 1

Jackie Burkhart stood in the Forman driveway contemplating the events of the past few weeks for her and the rest of the group. While Donna was beginning to date again with one Kelso, she wasn't sure what was happening with the other. It seemed like all was forgiven for the kiss she shared with her cheese boss a few weeks back, but Michael kept dropping little hints that everything wasn't as resolved as she originally thought. She hadn't heard from him in a couple of days which was strange since a day hadn't passed when they were together that he didn't bother her about "doing it." Her suspicions that he was here was confirmed when she saw his van in the driveway. How could he do this to me? I'm Jackie Burkhart! I shouldn't have to go looking for him! With a heavy sigh, she made her way down the stairs and opened the door to the basement.

When she opened the door, the first thing she heard was "There you have it Forman. I just kicked your ass at another game of Risk. It's only a matter of time before this becomes true and I rule the world. Then the government will be forced to show me that car that runs on water!" oh, it was just Hyde taking his victory lap. She was bothered now that nobody was looking up acknowledging her presence.

Jackie cleared her throat and spoke. "Um, hello? Yeah, I know that you think whatever you were talking about was interesting. But, the thing about it is that it really isn't."

"Oh, much like yourself! We don't think you're interesting even though you think you are." Eric piped up with a smirk.

"Yeah, well it seems like I just walked in to the sight of you being a loser, as usual!" she snapped back.

She then turned her attention to Kelso, hitting him in the chest, "Michael! Where have you been? I've been at home all by myself today waiting for you. You should know that there are only so many ways to admire how pretty I am!"

"So you're saying Jackie is that you were with all your friends earlier." Eric was awarded with Jackie's glare for the comment.

She then stood waiting for Kelso's explanation. "But Jackie, there were cannons…and guns…and army men…and…"

"But they are only plastic game pieces. They aren't even real. I can't believe you left me at home to watch these two play their stupid game?"

"But I didn't just watch Jackie. I played too!" Kelso said in defense.

Hyde smirked "Yeah, Foreman and I teamed up and he was out after the first few turns."

Jackie hit Kelso again. "Thanks a lot Michael! Now let's go to The Hub because I'm hungry!" she took Kelso by the hand, guiding him towards the door.

Eric and Hyde then stood up and went to follow the pair out the door when Jackie stopped in her tracks and turned to face them. "Excuse you guys, don't just assume you're invited."

Kelso tapped her shoulder. "Uh, but Jackie, they are invited!"

"Michael! I'm feeling too pretty today to be seen in public with these two losers!"

Eric looked over at his zen friend who was utilizing such practices at the moment, so he figured he better speak. "Yeah, well this loser lets you in his basement all the time even though you're the most single annoying, self-centered, little…"

Hyde cut him off. "C'mon Forman, relax! Kelso said we were invited anyway. Let's just go." With a heavy sigh, Eric just agreed and followed the others out the door.

In Kelso's van…

Jackie seemed to be glaring at Eric through the rear view mirror as they made their way down the street. "Aw, what's wrong Jackie? Did we ruin your little plans of having Kelso telling you how pretty you are so he might have a slight chance of doing it? I believe they call that teasing!"

"Well at least I'm not a skinny, twitchy, geeky…"

"Most eligible Viking?"

"Eligible for what? The award for putting together the most model spaceships and Lego sets in a given year?"

Eric was getting tired of all the insult trading, so he decided to go with the one that he knew would hurt most. "Yeah, well, you're not pretty!"

"Like anyone would believe that Forman! All of Point Place knows that I'm the prettiest…"

"You are not!"

"I am too!"

"Are not!"

"Am too!"

Hyde and Kelso shared a look, and Kelso proceeded to pull his van over. "All right, I need all the chicks in here to exit the van!"

Jackie glared at the driver. "But, Michael!"

Eric grinned. "See, I win!"

Hyde then seemed to understand what Kelso meant better. "I think what Kelso meant here is all chicks or anyone that's acting like one has to get out. Unfortunately for yourself Forman, that means you too!"

Kelso nodded in agreement. "Look you guys, Fez might be at The Hub with Big Rhonda, and you know how he gets when he sees his friends fight. It hurts his feelings, and we can't let Fez become a mess while he's out on a date."

Hyde laughed. "So if you guys care about Fez at all, there's the door!"

Eric just opened the door. "Well after this ride from hell I feel like going for a walk anyways! So for Fez's sake, I'll see you guys later." He exited the van.

Jackie smiled. "Well, let's go boys!"

Kelso shook his head. "I don't think so. You know what Jackie? I haven't called you in a couple of days because I think I'm still mad at you for the cheese guy thing. I think I just need some space right now to think."

Jackie was starting to well up. "So Michael, what are you saying?"

"I'm just saying let Hyde and I go eat at The Hub right now!"

She opened the door as to not give him the satisfaction of letting him see how much this conversation was affecting her. "Fine!" she slammed the door and the van was off.

Once Jackie was on the street, she saw Eric walking a few feet ahead and ran to catch up. "Eric, wait up! I need to talk to you"

All she got in response was a skinny scowl followed by. "Well the last thing I want to do right now is talk to you!"

"But I really need some advice right now and…"

"You need advice? Go find Donna! Oh, that's right, she's out with that idiot Casey who you seemed dead set on setting her up with for some reason."

"Yeah, only because you were starting to date again, just like you said in the van, Most Eligible Viking! Look, will you please listen to me? Michael…"

Eric cut her off with an eye roll. "Yeah, Kelso is still mad at you for the cheese guy thing. But I already tried to be nice to you when that happened and what a surprise, that whole thing blew up in my face thanks to you! So go find someone else for advice because I'm done with it!" he began to storm off.

Tears started rolling down her face as she chased after him. "Eric, please talk to me! I need a friend…"

Eric just laughed in her face. "Yep, same ol' Jackie Burkhart here! She only comes to me when she needs something! The rest of the time I'm just the skinny loser whose basement she hangs out in all the time!"

"If that's the way you feel Eric, then…"

"You know what? I'm not done! When have you ever done anything for me? I've listened to about every problem that comes up with Kelso, I stood up for you with Laurie, and I was the first person you confided in during your pregnancy scare! I've never asked for anything in return from you. Even just a couple of weeks ago, you could have helped me out with your friend Leslie and…"

"Eric, the only thing she was interested in was your dad's corvette. She's a cheerleader and you should know that cheerleaders aren't even in your league, except for…"

Eric scoffed in response. "Not in MY league? Yeah because their league just consists of arrogant, condescending, spoiled brats such as yourself! In that case I don't even want to even be associated with…"

Jackie was starting to lose it as she started to sob "Fine, so don't be! I'm going home!" she stormed off past him.

Eric rolled his eyes as he couldn't help but feel sorry despite the event which led to this point. "J-J-Jackie!" he called out.

She turned around for a moment. "Don't bother! I can see where I'm not wanted Eric!" she turned back around and ran off.

Eric sighed heavily as he started his way back home.

A couple hours later…

As Eric got ready for bed, he wasn't particularly proud of the events of the day. He was greeted with the image of Casey dropping Donna off when he got to the driveway, witnessing the good night kiss and everything. That was the punch to the gut to finish him off today. He didn't know what he felt worse about. The fact that the rest of the group didn't return to the basement after The Hub, the gross image of his ex making out with that moron, or everything that transpired with him and Jackie.

It seemed like Jackie was winning in the regret department at the moment. It was quite an amazing quality she possessed to make you want to see her go away one second to making you feel awful for ever having a thought like that the next. Oh well. I'll get some sleep and I'll take care of it in the morning. That was his last thought as sleep began to overtake him.

Eight hours later…

The alarm clock went off and Eric hit the snooze button for a moment, wanting a few minutes longer before getting ready for school. He then heard a voice down the hall. "Eric, are you awake?"

"I'll be down in a minute mom!" Eric then opened his eyes for the first time and they nearly bugged out of his head when he realized what he was seeing. First off, this wasn't his bed, it was a double bed. Who the heck else slept here last night? He also looked around the room and saw it was much bigger than he was used to, but the room still looked vaguely familiar. Am I in my parents' room? Oh no, Red is going to kill me. That thought caused him to jump out of bed and immediately was greeted by the images of a couple of posters he had never seen before. The Empire Strikes Back? Return of the Jedi? He'd never seen these posters before! The thought of there being multiple sequels to Star Wars made him giddy.

Suddenly, a voice calling from downstairs snapped his train of thought. "Eric, Steven is already down here eating the bacon and eggs, get down here before they get cold!"

"I said I'm coming mom!" This is my parents' room! But, there's no way Red would have Star Wars posters in his room. What is going on? He took the bathrobe hanging on the hooks on the bedroom door and put it on. As he put it on, he then noticed something else. Are those unicorns on the dresser? He shrugged and left the room to go downstairs.

He couldn't even begin to describe what he saw in the living room. This is definitely my house, but when did mom and dad have the time to do all this?

As he opened the door to the kitchen and went through, he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the scene in front of him.

A boy somewhere around elementary school age got up from the kitchen with a smile on his face ear to ear. "Daddy!" he exclaimed while running to and hugging Eric. The boy looked at Eric and laughed at him. "Daddy is that what you're wearing to school?"

A stunned Eric spoke nervously. "School? Why…why…would I be going to school?"

A woman in a power suit walked into the kitchen. "'Cause you teach at the school you geek! Oh, and good morning to you too." She remarked while giving him a kiss on the cheek. "And Steven, what did I tell you about leaving the table in the middle of breakfast?"

When his son Steven let go of him and went back to his breakfast, he was able to identify who just kissed him. "Oh, good morning…J-Jackie?"

Jackie just laughed in response. "Last time I checked, that's still my name! Now this is all very funny with the bathrobe and all, but you guys will be late if you're not out the door in ten minutes!"

"I guess I better get changed then!" with that, Eric disappeared through the door back to the living room, leaving apparently his wife and son laughing at him.

When he got to the living room, he made a shot at the front door and found the day's newspaper on the doorstep and opened it to look at the date: May 26, 1988. He thought he was going to faint. This has got to be a dream!