A/N: This fic is deticated to the holiday season. Despite this first chapter, peeps, this story is a JH story. I promise it is. Oh, and just as a warning I may have gotten some things wrong because I really haven't watched That 70's Show in awhile. Recently, I've just been watching a few episodes on YouTube. But I think I got most of the events right.

Also, IN THIS FIC FEZ AND JACKIE NEVER GOT TOGETHER.

Disclaimer: I do not own That 70's Show or any of the characters.

Happy Holidays

Part 1 of 3

The holiday season was supposed to be filled with happiness and joy. That's how they usually were for her. This year was different though. This year Jackie Burkhart would be spending her holidays alone. This would be her first year doing so and it upset her to no end. Like most people, she didn't like being alone. She usually surrounded herself with people so she could escape that concept.

But this year there was no escape.

After a certain turn of events with Hyde and Donna, Jackie decided not to go to the Forman's Christmas party this year, which was depressing considering that it was the last year of the seventies. However, Jackie couldn't bring herself to go down there only to witness the disgusting love between Hyde and his stripper wife. That love used to be hers, but the little blond slut decided to steal it away from her. Obviously Jackie was angry especially since Donna decided to become all buddy-buddy with her, but she thought it better not to hang around watching all this madness and betrayal just to snap and make a fool of herself. So, she made the wise decision of staying away from the gang completely.

Currently, the small brunette was listening to some Christmas tunes, standing on a stool trying to put the start on top of her tree. She thought it would be special to put the star up on Christmas Eve, but now she was finding it to be rather difficult. She was continuously getting poked by pines on the tree and she wasn't appreciating it. Maybe putting the star up wasn't so special when you were doing it alone.

Knock. Knock.

Jackie's head inclined towards her door. With a defeated sigh, she climbed off the stool and put the star down on the coffee table. Her bare feet brushed against the carpeted floor as she walked towards the door.

She was completely shocked to see who standing outside her apartment.

"Eric?"

There Eric Forman stood all bundled up in his winter clothes holding a Santa Claus shaped tin. He smiled nervously at her.

"Hey, Jackie." He greeted and she continued to stare at him in shock. "Um… may I come in?"

Jackie quickly snapped out of her reverie. "Oh, yeah. Sorry." She said stepping out of the way to allow him into her apartment.

Eric walked in and took off his hat, scarf, and jacket. It was pretty warm in Jackie's place.

"Um… where should I put these?" He asked indicating his stuff.

"Here, I'll take them." She said taking them and then walking off to put them in her closet.

Eric took this time to take a good look at the apartment. It was decent, not great as he expected Jackie's apartment to be, but it was at least decent. He noticed that the tree was still starless and the star was on the coffee table.

Jackie came walking back to him.

"My mom wanted me to bring you these." He said holding out the tin to her. "My mom was pretty upset that you weren't there." He said and Jackie took the tin from him. There was a frown on her face.

"Tell her I'm sorry I couldn't make it, okay?" She asked and he nodded. "So, you're back from Africa." She stated the obvious indicating that she wanted to know why.

"Yeah, I decided to come back early. I missed…" He trailed off looking sideways.

"Donna." Jackie finished for him sympathetically.

"Yeah… you met Randy?" He asked trying to hide his pain.

"Yep. He has some very interesting hair." Jackie said and they both laughed lightly. Eric looked towards the tree again.

"Do you need help with the star?" He asked walking past her and grabbing the golden colored star.

"Yeah, I do actually." She said with a prolonged sigh. "It's been driving me crazy all day."

"Why did you wait till Christmas Eve to put it up?" Eric asked as he climbed on the stool.

"I dunno." She replied with a shrug. "I guess I was trying to make it special since I was going to be spending it alone."

Eric reached up and placed the star on the tip of the tree. He looked down at Jackie who was smiling as she stared up at the star. He climbed back down the stool. He stood in front of Jackie, towering over her.

"Jackie, why do you want to spend Christmas alone?" He couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's not that I want to, Eric, it's because I have to." She said sadly.

"Why do you have to?" He asked confused.

Eric was taken back when he saw tears form in Jackie's mismatched eyes. Her jaw was clenched tightly as she tried to hold them back. Damn! She did not want to cry on Christmas Eve. This was supposed to be a special day.

"Because… it's so different over there now. They all changed. Everything changed ever since she came along." Jackie said with slight bitterness in her tone.

"She?" Eric asked once again in confusion.

"Yeah… Sam. Hyde's wife." She said. She stopped calling him Steven a while ago.

"Ohhh." Eric finally said in realization. "I heard about her. Was she really a stripper?" He asked.

"Yeah… you didn't meet her? Usually she and Hyde are conjoined at the friggin' hip." She said darkly.

"Well… she left." Eric said.

"What?"

"From what I heard, she left a few weeks ago with her real husband."

"Her real husband?" Jackie asked shocked.

"Yep, so their entire marriage was completely void." He said with a nod.

"Oh…" Jackie seemed confused still.

"Hyde's been moping around. He's really upset."

"I'm sure he is!" Jackie snapped. "He's probably so upset that he can't screw his personal stripper anymore!" She said in fury. Eric stared at her with wide eyes. "I… I'm sorry, Eric. I'm just… really, I'm sorry." She said, even she was surprised with herself.

"That's okay, devil." Eric told her with a grin trying to lighten the mood. It worked because she smiled back. "Besides I think he's more upset about losing you. He always talks about you."

"Well, that's his problem. If he really wanted to be with me then he wouldn't have stayed with Sam." Jackie said grumpily bit she was less angry than before.

"Jackie, you know how Hyde is. He was probably just afraid of being let down… so he thought staying with a stripper would be… nice." Even as Eric spoke he knew he wasn't helping.

"Oh, so I should forgive him because he was afraid even though in that fear it left me completely heartbroken?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Okay… you make a very valid point." Eric said with a nod of agreement.

"Thank you." Jackie said nodding as well. Wanting to avoid an awkward silence, she opened the tin revealing chocolate chip and sugar cookies. "You wanna share these with me, nerdo?" She asked with a big smile.

"I sure do, devil." He replied with a smile just as big as hers.

. . . . . . . . . .

"Eric, are you sad?" Jackie asked as she leaned against his shoulder.

The two were sitting on the floor leaning against the back of her couch. The Santa Claus tin was now completely empty as was the bottle of whiskey that lad innocently by their feet. Jackie pulled that baby out of her liquor cabinet as soon as they were half way through the cookies.

"Yes, I am sad." He replied honestly in his drunken stupor.

"I'm sad too." Jackie said in an over exaggerated sad tone.

"Jackie, you're too pretty to be sad." He told her brushing some hair away from her face.

"Aww! You think I'm pretty?" She asked him with a big goofy smile.

"Jackie… you and I both know that you're drop dead gorgeous." Eric said slyly and she giggled.

"Well, you know for a nerdo you're not so bad looking." She told him and he looked deeply into those intoxicating mismatched eyes of hers.

"Jackie-"

"Oh, Eric, you're so adorable!" She squealed before latching on to him and forcing him into a big bear hug. Eric hugged her back.

"You know, Jackie, Hyde was crazy to stay with a sleazy stripper instead of being with you." He told her. She smiled up at him drunkenly.

"I know! He's so stupid." Jackie said making a face.

Eric made a face too. "He really is. I mean you're totally awesome and hot. Nothing can beat that."

"Yeah… you know, Donna's stupid too. Even though you broke up with her, she should so take you back since you left Africa because you missed her. I think that's sweet." Jackie said looking up at him with big doe eyes. "But, no, Donna has to go and be stupid and stay with that stupid guy who has the stupid hair. Why are people so stupid, Eric?"

"I… have no idea, Jackie." Eric answered honestly. "Hopefully someday we'll find out."

After that it became silent between the two. All that was heard was the low volume of Christmas tunes. Oddly enough, these two were really enjoying each others company. Who would have ever thought that a popular girl and a nerd boy would actually like hanging out with each other? Then again, this could all be due to the alcohol. That beverage could bring even the most unlikely people together. But maybe, just maybe this could be something more.

The silence lasted a good five minutes, but then Jackie just couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey, Eric." She broke that unbearable silence.

"Hmm?"

"I don't have any mistletoe, but you wanna make out anyway?" She asked looking at him with a sultry gaze.

Eric stared down at her blinking a few times. "Sure."

Their lips crashed together instantly. Both were desperate for the contact they've been deprived of for so long. Their kiss was hard and passionate. They never really liked each other all that much, but things changed.

After a few moments, they pulled away from each other and looked deeply into each others eyes.

"Merry Christmas Eve, devil."

"Merry Christmas Eve, nerdo."

And then they went back to making out.

A/N: Haha, sorry about that extreme JH fans. I'm actually starting to like the JE pairing. However, JH will always be my number one. Please review.