A/N – As I'm posting this chapter, I don't know if half of you have even finished reading the long ass chapter that was the conclusion of Life's A Funny Thing. But, anyway, here's the sequel, I hope you like it. It's more OC focused than most, so if you don't stick around that's fine. There will still be Eric/Jackie moments, don't worry, this is a story about their family after all.

Anyway, this is section 1 of this story. The first part will be about Chris, Callie and a couple of their friends. The second part will shift over to Eric and Jackie's children and their lives. I hope you guys enjoy this as much as you enjoyed the first story, I really can't wait to write this. Have a good day and on with the chapter.

Disclaimer – I don't own That 70's Show or any of their characters. The only thing I own are the OC's.

May 14, 2004

Chris laid on his back on his bed staring up at the ceiling. He'd been through a lot in the past several months, a lot he hasn't told anybody about yet. Not his mother, or his father, or surrogate father he should say, not his friends or even the person he trusts most on this planet, his girlfriend Callie.

They've been dating for nearly three years by now. A lot's happened it three years. Eric and Jackie still got married on April 23, 2002 and a month later they welcomed their first child. A son they named Ben. He just turned two about a week ago.

He looked like both Eric and Jackie in the face. He was pale like Eric, but he had dark hair like Jackie. It was actually darker than Jackie's. He had dark eyes and a cute button nose. He was a happy kid, he just didn't smile often, but you could tell he was happy. He was obsessed with numbers and could count to ten already. He could identify numbers over twenty, he just couldn't count that high yet.

He has a much deeper vocabulary than most toddlers as well, he knew what certain larger words meant. Many people though he might be a genius, but it was too early to really test him for that, he could just be a little quicker when it comes to development than other kids his age.

He enjoyed coloring, like most kids, but he liked coloring inside the lines, getting upset if he accidentally colors outside of them. He also liked playing with the couch cushions and pretending the floor was lava, like every child has done, he liked playing that game with Chris. He liked watching Callie play the ukulele which she got for Christmas last year and she had become very good at playing.

Ben could read a little bit already, but just smaller words, like cook and job, and things like that, but kids usually didn't start learning to read until they were three or four, and Ben just turned two days ago.

Eric and Jackie were worried about him though because he didn't like playing with other kids, not even his own siblings, who weren't that far behind him in age. He liked playing alone and he usually picked up a puzzle game or story book rather than a dinosaur toy or train set.

He didn't like being held and often fussed if he was. He only let Chris hold him. He had a weird sort of connection with Chris, which Eric and Jackie thought was cute, but also it worried them, because they're own son didn't want them to hold his hand or anything.

A lot of doctors have told them it was a faze that Ben was going through, as most kids go through a faze of thinking they don't need help doing things or think they're older than they actually are, but that usually came later in life, like age five or six.

But for now, Ben was happy and they let his issues be for the time being. They'd wait to deal with that until he was at least four, right before he started school or if his problems seemed to get worse.

Their second born was born a little more than a year later, only three days after Ben's first birthday. His name was Dennis. You could tell him and Ben were related, Dennis just had a slimmer face than Ben. He looked a little more like Eric than Jackie though, but he had the dark hair like she did.

Also, if Dennis was upset or angry about something and he'd scowl you could so obviously tell Red Forman was his grandfather. Jackie thought it was cute when Dennis was angry, he'd cross his chubby arms, send you a very serious glare and jut his bottom lip out in a pout. He just took his first steps not long ago, and he was very happy about that.

He was a very serious toddler, he took everything very seriously. He thought he was an adult. He liked to help his parents cook, clean, he liked to wash his own hair because he wanted to be a hairdresser like his mom and he helped Eric take photos because he also wanted to be a photographer like his dad.

He thought he could drive, as Jackie would let him sit in her lap as she drove very slowly down the street where barely any cars ever drove.

He only thought he was an adult until the end of the day though when he wanted to be held and read bedtime stories or watch silly cartoons on the TV and sing along to the goofy songs.

The family had moved to a small little neighborhood in Brooklyn after Ben was born. It was called Greenpoint. It was a nice little neighborhood, kind of quiet. Most people who lived here were below the poverty line but they were all good people. It was a prominently Polish neighborhood, whether it be Polish immigrants or Polish-Americans.

Eric fit in as his ancestry has got some Polish background on his mother's side. He was Irish on his father's side. Nearly eighty percent of the neighborhood was taken up by people of Polish decent, about fourteen percent of it was Hispanic or Latino people, but that was in one section of the neighborhood North of where Eric and Jackie and their family lived. The other ethnic groups taken up the remaining percent were African-American, Chinese, Arabic and Indian.

They lived in a two story home that had bedrooms and a bonus room. It was meant to be a guest room, but because of all the kids Eric and Jackie turned it into a bedroom. Chris had his bedroom that he had to share with Ben, which he didn't mind, he enjoyed playing with Ben, Callie had her own separate bedroom because Jackie claimed she was a girl and needed her own space, and then Dennis had his own bedroom, and then of course Eric and Jackie had their own bedroom, which they now shared with the newcomer to the family.

The new baby's name was Alice. She looked like Eric. She had his eyes and nose. She was beautiful. Eric was actually really excited when he found out they were having a girl. He was stuck at a meeting when Jackie found out. He really wanted to be there, but Jackie thought it was fine how everything turned out.

She had called him during a coffee break and when she told him it was going to be a girl he ran around the office telling everybody about it. Jackie remembers laughing at that and thinking it was the cutest thing in the entire world.

And now, here they both sat in the living room holding their new addition and letting the kids see her. All the kids were three days apart. Ben was born on May 6, 2002, Dennis on May 9, 2003, and Alice on May 12, 2004.

"Baby!" Dennis cried, pointing to his little sister, a smile on his face.

"This is your little sister, Dennis," Eric smiled as Jackie held the baby. He grabbed Dennis under his arms and set him in his lap, "Her name is Alice."

Dennis smiled a gummy smile and grabbed Alice's tiny hand. Jackie giggled as she watched Dennis interact with his little sister.

"Ben, do you want to say hi?" Jackie asked, looking down at her oldest.

Ben didn't look up, he just looked at the baby in his mother's arms and stayed silent. Jackie sighed and looked over at Eric, "Where's Chris and Callie?"

Eric shrugged and looked towards the stairs before he stood and set Dennis on the couch next to his mother before he started towards the stairs. He didn't want to yell for them from where he sat on the couch, it'd make Ben upset as Ben didn't like loud noises, but what toddler did?

So Eric called them from the bottom of the stairs as he stood a little bit away from Ben, "Chris! Callie! Could you come down here please?"

Eric waited a moment and then heard the familiar sound of teenager's footsteps running down the stairs. Eric stepped back and waited for the two to pass him down the steps.

Chris had just turned eighteen in February and graduated next Saturday. Callie just turned sixteen in March and so desperately wanted to get her driver's license.

"You're home!" Callie beamed as she came into the living room, seeing Alice in Jackie's arms, "I didn't hear you come in."

Callie went to sit next to Jackie, lifting Dennis up and setting him in her lap, putting her arms around his middle and kissing him on the cheek, making Dennis giggle.

Eric grabbed Chris's sleeve and tugged on it, pulling him over to him, "Chris, Ben's being stubborn again. I've been trying to get him to react to his sister for about fifteen minutes now and he won't say anything. You think you could help out?"

Chris looked over at Ben on the couch, watching Alice intently. Chris smiled and nodded, "Yeah, sure."

Eric smiled, "Thanks Chris."

The two then went back over to the couch and Eric sat down next to Callie and Dennis as Chris went over to Ben.

"Hey Benji," Chris smiled, garnering the young boy's attention, "Can I sit with you?"

Ben looked at Chris for a minute before suddenly holding his arms up and clenching and unclenching his small fists, a sign that he wanted Chris to hold him.

Chris smiled and lifted the boy up and then sat down in his place, setting Ben in his lap. After Ben was settled, Chris looked over at Alice, who had met in the hospital the day she was born.

"Ben," Chris started, "Do you know who this is?"

Ben looked up at Chris and shook his head, his dark hair falling in his eyes.

"This is your little sister, Alice," Chris continued, "You already have a little brother and do you remember what I said a big brother's responsibly was?"

Ben nodded, "Keep them safe," He said, looking down at Alice.

Chris nodded, "That's right. But what else do you do?"

Ben thought for a moment, pursing his lips, "Love them."

Chris nodded, "Correct. Do you love Dennis?"

Ben nodded.

"What about your mommy and daddy?" Ben nodded again as Jackie and Eric smiled, "Me and Callie?" Ben nodded, "Alright, then that means you have to love Alice too, right?"

Ben looked down at his baby sister and examined her for a moment. She was so tiny. He could remember when Dennis was this small, but the memory was foggy. Ben suddenly smiled a little bit and grabbed Alice's other hand in his slightly bigger one.

"Sissy," Ben called her a fond nickname, watching her tiny fist close around his hand.

Everybody smiled at the small gesture and they all sat in the living room for a while, ogling over the arrival of the baby. They all sat in a comfortable silence for about ten minutes or so, every once in a while someone would say something about Alice and how she resembled her parents in some way.

The silence was broken though by a loud knocking on the door that startled everyone. They all looked up and looked towards the door, but Chris suddenly stood, seeming to know it was.

"I'll get it," He said, setting Ben back down on the couch next to his mother.

Chris walked over to the door and swung it open revealing two familiar faces. Chris smiled at the two, "Hey Casper, Carlo."

"Hey baby, you got what I need?" Carlo asked, a smug look on his face as a cigarette hung from his bottom lip.

"Carlo, shut up," Chris replied as Carlo looked over his shoulder, as if he were looking for someone.

"There's three C's here, where's the fourth? I don't feel complete inside without the fourth," Carlo said.

"She's with my family, would you get rid of that thing? I don't feel like explaining the effects of cigarettes to toddlers today," Chris snapped, snatching the cigarette from Carlo's lips and smashing it underneath his foot.

"Sorry," Carlo said, mocking hurt, "Now, are you going to invite us in or do we need a warrant?"

Before Chris could respond Carlo pushed him out of the way and made himself present in the living room.

Callie looked up from where she sat on the couch, Dennis still in her lap, her face going from happy to displeased in a split second, "Oh. Hey Carlo."

"Hey Callie, how you doin'?" He mocked a Jersey accent and looked down at the kids on the couch with Eric and Jackie, "I thought there were only two of those."

Callie assumed he was referring to the kids and she shook her head, placing Dennis back in Eric's lap and standing. Both Eric and Jackie seemed confused and didn't really seem to know what was going on who this kid even was. And how did he know about their kids?

"Alice was just brought home, she was born a couple days ago," Callie said, going to stand next to Carlo, "Um, Eric, Jackie, this is our friend Carlo. He just moved here a few months ago from California."

"But not like puttin' on the rits' California, more like puttin' on the hand-me-downs California," Carlo replied, holding his hands up in defense of himself.

"Oh, Carlo, right," Eric said, nodding, "We've heard so much about you."

Carlo frowned and slumped his shoulders, "Well shit, that's not good."

Callie smacked Carlo on the arm and glared at him as Chris came back into the room, Casper in tow. Eric looked up at him and furrowed his brow, "Chris, you didn't tell us you were having company."

Chris nodded and scratched the back of his head nervously, "Yeah, I know, sorry. I was going to tell you but I didn't think they'd be here so early."

"Well, okay," Eric said as Dennis jumped down from his lap and ran around the coffee table to see Casper and Carlo, "Just give us a little fair warning next time, okay?"

Chris nodded, "Okay."

"Car!" Dennis cried, throwing his hands up in the air, beaming up at Carlo.

"Den!" Carlo cried back, mimicking Dennis's movements, "How's it goin', pal?"

Dennis didn't respond, he'd already moved on and was going over to Casper. Carlo looked down at Chris and put his hands on his hips, "What'd you want us to come over for? You said it was 'urgent,'" Carlo used air quotes, "And that we needed to 'hurry up.'"

Eric and Jackie couldn't hear what the teenagers were saying, as they were now whispering, except for Casper, who was now knelt down in front of Dennis talking to him.

"I'll tell you upstairs," Chris said, tilting his head towards the staircase.

Callie also seemed curious and Carlo noticed this. He gasped in mock surprise, "Chris, not even your girlfriend knows about this? I'm shocked."

Chris rolled his eyes and looked down at Casper, "Casper, come on."

Casper looked up at Chris and then back down at Dennis. He said something to him and then stood as Dennis went back over to his father, crawling up in his lap and sitting back down.

"Alright, well, we're going to my room now," Chris said to Eric and Jackie as Carlo, Casper and Callie were already headed for the stairs.

"Okay," Eric said, seeming a little suspicious, "Do your friends want to stay for dinner? We're making tacos."

"Count me in," Carlo called from the stairs, pointing at Eric.

"Thanks, Mr. Forman," Casper smiled and waved at Eric as he passed Carlo on the steps.

"We'll see you at dinner," Chris said before he turned and followed his friends up the stairs.

They all ran up the stairs quickly and went into Chris's bedroom. Callie stood in the middle of the room, her arms crossed over her chest, Casper sat down on the edge of Chris's bed and waited for Chris to close to door, and Carlo laid down on Chris's bed, grabbing a Rubix Cube in the process.

After Chris closed the door he came into the bedroom seeming rather nervous, his hands clenching together as he paced a tad. Callie seemed concerned, Casper watched him, a furrow in his brow and Carlo messed with the toy in his hand.

"Chris?" Callie said quietly, grabbing her boyfriend's arm to stop his nervous pacing, "What's all this about?"

"Yeah, why'd ye' call us all ova' here like this? What could be so important?" Casper asked, seemingly annoyed as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"I'm sorry I'm acting so crazy, this is just really big and I don't know if you guys are going to do what I ask of you or not," Chris said nervously, still messing with his hands.

"You're not hiring us to kill somebody for you are you?" Carlo asked, not looking up from the Rubix Cube.

Chris shook his head, furrowing his brow and sending Carlo and incredulous look, "What? No."

Carlo nodded, "Okay, then whatever it is, I'm in."

"You haven't even heard what I'm going to say," Chris said, dropping his arms by his sides.

Carlo shrugged, "As long as we're assassinating people or committing mass genocide and becoming the next Hitler, then I'm cool with whatever it is you're about to say."

Chris nodded and looked down at his feet, "Alright," He sighed.

Callie put a hand on his back, "Chris, are you okay?"

Chris nodded and stood up straight, releasing a heavy sigh before he just blurted out what he wanted to propose, "Who wants to go on a road trip?"

Carlo suddenly threw the Rubix Cube down on Chris's mattress and sat up, "Hang on there, Esmerelda," He started sarcastically, "You called us over here, nearly had a damn panic attack, just to ask us if we wanted to go on a road trip?"

Chris shook his head, "No, it's not about the road trip in general."

"Then what is it about?" Casper suddenly asked, slumping his shoulders and peering up at Chris.

Chris suddenly darted across the room to his computer desk and sorted through the scattered papers on top of it. He came back a moment later with several different forms in his hand, "I've been doing a lot of research and thinking."

"Well that's not good," Carlo rolled his eyes as he sat back down on the bed next to Casper.

"A week after I turned eighteen I made a huge decision," Chris began, "I've been thinking about this a lot since I was probably about thirteen or fourteen, and it's a big deal in my life and—"

"Get on with it, Chris," Carlo snapped suddenly.

Chris flinched and swallowed thickly before he shocked the room with his next sentence, "I found my birth father."

Everybody got quiet, even Carlo. They all looked up at Chris, shocked.

"Chris…" Callie started, not really sure what to say, "Are… Is…"

Chris smiled down at Callie and then looked around at all his friends, "This is great, guys. I found him."

Callie smiled sweetly, but was a little concerned. It was great that Chris found his dad, but Callie was also worried that if when he met his dad he'd be disappointed. What if his father was a drug addict or something? What if he was a criminal?

"His name is George Lin. He lives in California and he has a family of his own over there," Chris smiled.

"He has a family?" Callie asked, putting a gentle hand on his back, "Doesn't that bother you?"

Chris shook his head, "No. He and my mom had a one night stand, he doesn't know I exist. How could I be mad at him for starting a life of his own just because my mom didn't know how to find him and tell him who I was?"

Everybody was silent for a moment, agreeing that he had a good point.

"California?" Carlo suddenly said, raising a thick eyebrow, "I just came from California, why would I want to go back?"

Chris shook his head, "We're going to middle class California, not trailer park."

Carlo then smiled, "I'm hurt, but you've swayed my decision. I'm back in," Carlo said, standing again and going to stand next to Chris, throwing his arm over his friend's shoulders, "I hear there's a lot of hot single babes in the upper middle class. I bet you I could really show them a good time, eh?"

Callie suddenly smacked Carlo on the chest and he jumped back away from her and her boyfriend, "Carlo, you're such an ass," She said, smacking at him again, but missing.

"Ooh, that's hostility babe, I might have to punish you for that," Carlo smiled smugly at the girl.

"Okay, could we not do this right now," Chris suddenly asked, seeming uncomfortable with Carlo's suggestive language towards his girlfriend.

Callie rolled her eyes, "How did Eric and Jackie not throw you out when they realized who you were?"

"I gave him a good word," Chris interjected, looking at Carlo, "I told them about the time you saved that kid from falling in the fountain at the park."

Carlo seemed dismayed by this, "Well shit, now I've given them standards."

"Can you two just shut up?" Chris snapped suddenly. Everybody then got quiet before Chris finally asked, "Who's in?"

Carlo raised his hand, "As long as you're payin' for everything."

Chris nodded and smiled before looking over at Casper and then at Callie. Casper raised his hand next, figuring he had nothing to lose, "Fuck it, I've got nothin' betta' ta' do anyway."

Chris smiled and then looked over at his girlfriend of nearly three years. She looked around at everybody for a moment, trying to decide if she should really go or not.

She could go on this trip with her best friends. Chris was sweet and did everything to make her feel comfortable and Casper was funny and always knew how to cheer her up.

On the other hand though she had Carlo, a manic depressive asshole who was always making wisecracks and smoked cigarettes more than deemed necessary. He was always harassing her with sexual jokes, things that Chris always shut down.

But on the bright side, she'd get to experience this chapter of Chris's life with him.

Callie smiled slightly, "When are we leaving?"

Chris smiled down at his girlfriend and looked down at the forms in his hand, "Next Saturday, after I graduate. We'll leave that night, but we can't tell anybody outside of this room, okay?"

"Ooh, I feel like I'm in a cult. This is sick," Carlo smiled giddily.

Callie rolled her eyes and grabbed Chris's arm, looking up at him, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Chris looked down at Callie and then over at his two friends before smiling and nodded, looking back down at Callie sweetly, "Yeah. I'm sure."