Disclaimer: I do not own Three's Company or any of it's characters because if I did, Jack and Janet would have been gearing up to end up together since the episode A Night Not to Remember, hence the title for my story.

I have been a Three's Company fan ever since I can remember and I am one of the millions of viewers that strongly believe that it should have ended with Jack and Janet's wedding. I just recently discovered the world of fan fiction and now this is my very first fanfic ever so please be kind!

In my story Phillip and Janet actually have weeks to go before their wedding and not a few days. Let's face it we were all cheated at the end! Also, if you find the characters a little off it's because I've meant them to be more mature as time has gone by…Hope you enjoy

I'm not sure if it should be rated T but just in case…

A Night To Remember

PROLOGUE:

Jack tossed and turned in his bed. He couldn't sleep. He had felt sledge hammered since Janet had told him and Terri about her upcoming marriage to Phillip. Life as he knew it was not going to be the same. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but deep down inside he knew that it would cost him dearly to get used to living without Janet. Dependable, reliable, sensible little Janet. Always helping him out of a crazy situation or other. His best friend in the world. He sighed. He looked at his alarm clock on his nightstand, 10:14 pm. Great, he thought putting his hand on his face and rubbing it feeling the shadow of his beard creeping in I have to be up early tomorrow to receive an order for the bistro...

Janet woke up with a start. Wow, what a nightmare, she thought, putting her hand on her forehead as she remembered her dream. She had been walking down the aisle, all garbed in the traditional wedding attire. As she kept walking, all her friend's faces flashed in front of her, but the one that stood out the most was Jack's. She could clearly see Jack shaking his head 'no' but she couldn't back away now. Her legs wouldn't respond, they had a mind of their own. Janet felt this was all wrong. However, she was being pulled as if by an invisible string towards Phillip, the groom. Janet began to panic. She didn't want to get married anymore, and as she was trying to yell 'no!' she awoke with a start.

Sheets all tangled up at her feet, Janet's body felt clammy. She sat up, deciding to get some water. Her mouth felt parched from the palpable fear she had felt in her dream. Fear of not wanting to get married but knowing she had to. How silly, to think she didn't want to get married to Phillip. She loved Phillip. Shaking the remnants of her dream, she looked over at Terri's empty bed as she got up. She hated when Terri had to work the 'graveyard shift'.

As Janet opened her bedroom door, she almost collided with Jack whom had decided at that very moment to come out and quietly watch some TV. Both roommates jumped startling one another exclaiming simultaneously "Aaack! Janet! You scared me!" "Jack! I thought you were sleeping!" Janet had her hand on her chest and Jack was grabbing his robe tightly. They both nervously smiled at their near collision. Neither moved. They just stood there, eyes locked on one another, staring. All of a sudden it struck Jack how beautiful Janet was, hair all tousled from sleep. He remembered having felt like this before towards her. It had been on that silly computer mix up date they'd been on, but he had quickly dismissed the feelings reasoning that it was due to the whole craziness of the date itself and the feeling had been gone and forgotten… until now. The fact that she was leaving slammed into him one more time. A longing came into Jack. A longing to wrap Janet tightly and securely within his arms and never let go.

Janet looked at Jack. At his adorable kind eyes that she soon would not see on a daily basis. His lop sided smile that endeared him to her more each day. Janet couldn't tear her eyes away from Jack's baby blues. Both roommates felt the change in the atmosphere as they stared deeply into each other's eyes. It was charged as if an electric current was underlying in the air, seeping into their pores.

Jack couldn't help himself. He slowly raised his hand towards Janet's cheek and cupped it, stroking it with his thumb. His kind blue eyes still locked on Janet's mellow browns. Janet didn't move, didn't want to move. She stood there as if glued to the floor, staring at him, her throat dry from the nervousness. Jack let out a sigh and quickly closed the gap, circling his hand around the nape of her head and splaying his other hand around her back, pulling her close to him. His head came down towards hers, not giving Janet time to get away, he crushed his lips against hers.

As if awakened by an electric shock, Janet's first reaction, as usual, was to push him away. But to no avail. She was no match for him. His lips were sealed to hers, demanding her total surrender. Janet's little cries of protests quickly turned into soft moans of pleasure as her hands slowly crept up from pushing on his chest and circled Jack's neck, giving in and responding to his kiss as if her life depended on it. Jack, shocked at himself for not having let go, as was his usual thing to do as soon as he would feel Janet push him away, held her even tighter to him as he felt her lips respond to his.

Her hands were lightly tugging on his hair. His hands gently rubbing her back and then travelling down to her waist. The fevered kiss went on, mouths open, tongues teasing each other. Letting out pent up emotions that had been held in for too many years. Their kiss was heated, almost rough with need and desire. They had played the cat and mouse game too often and too long and it had finally caught up with them.

Jack, not letting go of Janet's lips, pushed his door further open, slowly backing in, pulling Janet with him as he kept on kissing her. Somewhere in a deep recess of their minds something was screaming to stop, but neither roommate paid any attention to that voice. Undisclosed feelings taking precedence over propriety and their household rule.

Jack kept on backing up until he hit his bed with the back of his knees. He came up for air, slowly releasing Janet's lips. Janet was flush with his body, grasping white knuckled, his green robe lapels. Jack's arms were wound tight around her slender hips. They were panting, staring at each other. Deep chocolate brown, now sparkling with desire, meeting deep blue glazed with passion. Neither had said a word yet. Jack could see Janet's lips, red and swollen from his kisses. Janet couldn't believe this was happening. Her heart was hammering in her chest, her mind swirling in a fog like state, everything playing out in slow motion. Her body felt like jelly. She felt half-dazed, sluggish, as if she'd been drugged. But this was a delicious kind of drug.

Jack, still looking down at Janet, couldn't help the amount of desire this one petite woman could rise in him. He had never felt like this before with any girl. This feeling was completely alien to him. He whispered one word, her name, as if just that one word encompassed all he had ever wanted or needed to know, to ask "Janet….?" and she tugged on his robe lapels giving him the answer he'd been hoping for. She went on tiptoes meeting him halfway for his kiss, her lips already half parted. Hearing Jack whisper her name ever so softly had sent her senses reeling to new heights. Shivers running up and down her body. Janet's eyes had closed of their own accord as she met Jack's lips one more time. This time their kiss was more paused, gentler, learning. As they kissed, Jack picked her up and gently placed her on his bed, never missing a beat to their kiss. He laid down beside Janet as she let out a soft moan from deep within her throat, making it almost a purr.

He released her lips, but quickly started to place tiny kisses along her throat, her jaw line, a light suckle on her earlobe, a tender kiss on the tip of her nose and back to her lips. His hands gently caressing her body. Jack couldn't get enough of her. Janet was aroused beyond belief. Not in her wildest dreams could she ever imagine that Jack could make her feel like this. She in turn feasted running her hands up and down his back, on to his shoulders and cupping his face as they kept on kissing.

Pyjama's discarded, underwear quickly followed. Jack stared at Janet. She was a muse, his muse. Petite but shapely. Perfection in a woman, that was Janet. Janet blushed under his intense stare and tried to cover herself, but he quickly stopped her. A tentative smile on his face as if seeking her consent once again. Janet smiled shyly, and pulled his head down toward hers for another earth shattering kiss.

Jack and Janet began to make love. Jack more or less shocked to have discovered Janet's innocence, but it had been too late to stop. Janet still in a desire induced stupor, only felt a sharp sting, a minor discomfort, letting out a small gasp into Jack's mouth, then it was paradise. This was Jack, her Jack. Her best friend and the one man that was veto to her...

Janet awoke, disoriented at first. Then she remembered the night before and like a bucket of ice cold water her senses crashed into her. What had they done? Not only once but twice during the night! She felt Jack's body pressed against hers, spoon style, his arm draped over her naked waist possessively. She looked at the clock on his nightstand for she was facing that way. 6:10am! God, Terri will be home around 7am! I have to go was Janet's only coherent thought. Janet slowly took Jack's arm off her waist. She had a moment's panic when he let out a sigh, but he turned on his back. Janet quickly picked up her discarded Pyjama and underwear and quietly, sneaking one last look at Jack peacefully sleeping, crept out of his room.

Panicked beyond belief, Janet's only thoughts were of getting away from apartment 201. She could not stay there any longer. Rules had been broken. She had cheated on her fiancée. Jack had cheated on Vicky, and she had been the cause. Janet had been 'the other woman' if only for one night, but the shame felt the same. Shame that ran through her soul, making her face burn.

As she quickly dressed in her room she thought that if Jack had at least told her he loved her she could've lived with that. She wouldn't be feeling so cheap now. How could she have let herself go like that? How could she have let Jack cheapen their friendship that way! How could she have given up her virginity just like that? Something she had been saving until she was married. WHY had he started that, was the million dollar question. Oh she knew why, Jack was a woman chaser, had always been, will always be. Why had she thought that if anything ever happened between them, it would be any different? Janet, you silly little girl, grow up! Her own thoughts screamed at her.

Janet quickly packed most of her belongings, which weren't much, in a couple of suitcases and quickly wrote a note for Terri. She felt sad that she wouldn't be able to say bye to Terri in person, but with her shame, Janet didn't think she could look at Terri in the eye. She had to come up with a plan and quick. Phillip! Oh no! she would have to explain to Phillip why she couldn't go through with the marriage. Memories of the night before came again. Flashes of bare skin on skin and another wave of shame wracked her soul. She quickly exited apartment 201, quietly closing the door. Tears were pooling in her eyes, for she knew it would be the last time she would ever see the apartment, and the people she had grown to love…..

Jack woke up, a big smile on his face as he remembered his passionate night with Janet. He sleepily thought that he would tell her how he truly felt. For now he knew that what he had mistakenly thought was a close friendship was indeed love. He loved his little Jan. Now that he thought about it, he had probably been falling slowly in love with her throughout the years, without him even noticing it. That's why he had panicked so much when he heard about her marriage. She belonged with him and not Phillip. He knew he would have to convince Janet that a relationship between them could work. He stretched his arm to hug her to him….and came up empty. He quickly sat up, looking around. Nothing! The bed was empty. Where is she? Jack desperately thought.

He got up in a rush and threw on his green robe. The same green robe Janet had so gently slid off his shoulders. He didn't know why but he felt something was wrong. He went to her bedroom, but her bed was neatly made. That sight made him even more nervous. He went into the kitchen and found a startled Terri, staring back at him for he had swung their kitchen door open a little too hard. "Hi…are you Ok?" Terri asked a bewildered looking Jack.

Terri was still in uniform, obviously she had gotten home not too long ago and was having her 'dinner' at 7:15am. "Have you seen Janet?" he asked, his hair in disarray, his eyes round with fear. He knew Janet would still be at home at this time, she never left for the flower shop before 8:00 "No, why?" but Jack was already out the kitchen upon hearing Terri say 'no'

After checking the bathroom one more time, he went into the girls' room again and really looked around. Finally he found the note meant for Terri propped up on the dresser. It read: 'Dear Terri, please forgive me for running out like this, but Phillip and I have decided to elope. We couldn't wait any longer. As you read this note we'll probably be half way to Paris, as this is where Phillip's next business venture is taking him. I know you were looking forward to being my maid of honour but I promise one day I'll make it up to you, in the mean time, don't hate me too much. Love always, Janet. P.S. Look after Jack for me?' Jack had to re-read the note to fully comprehend the meaning of it.

A cold numbness came over Jack's whole body as he crushed the note in his fist. Janet had really left! She's gone, poof! Out of my life. Why? Why would she allow me to make love to her and then elope? Terri came in the room at that moment. She found Jack staring out the window. He had obviously pulled drawers and closet doors open, only to come up empty. Only Terri's clothes were left and a couple of Janet's, including the pyjama he had lovingly removed from her last night. She slowly approached him and quietly asked "Jack? What's wrong? Where's Janet?" Jack, not bothering to turn around to look at Terri, listlessly held up the crumpled paper in his now open hand. Terri took it, smoothing it out and silently read it.

Terri couldn't believe that Janet had actually eloped. It was so unlike her. She was traditional and sensible. Terri just couldn't picture Janet doing something this rash, at least not without telling them first. There was something missing here, she thought. But she didn't ponder on it too long. She had to help Jack. He looked lost. Like a little boy that's lost his best friend. Of course he had, Janet was his best friend, Terri knew that. They shared a bond that was very unique. She hugged him, and he didn't respond. It would take Jack a long time to get over his heart shattering into tiny pieces…