I do not own any of the characters from That 70's Show. This is my original story. Though the plot has been written before, these are my own words. The only character I do own is Stevie. There might be some timely accuracies as to when things were around (ie. The cell phone) but for the sake of the story I will ignore them.

Chicago- 1PM

Jackie, now on her lunch break when she heard the vibration of her cell phone in her bag. Rummaging through the dozen papers she finally found it. Donna? It had been a few weeks since she had spoken to Donna, not because she didn't want to speak to her but rather because both were so busy leading their own lives. You see, Donna had gone with Eric back to Africa for a few months after they rang in the 1980 new years. Once she returned she decided to go to college in Madison until she finally got a job writing for the Wisconsin Daily. "Donna, Hi!" answered Jackie with enthusiasm in her voice. It was the first time in a really long time she had been enthusiastic about anything, unless it had to do with Stevie of course. On the other end, Jackie could hear the seriousness of Donna's voice as she heard it going 100 miles an hour. "Wait Donna slow down, I can't understand what you're saying." Once she finally got Donna to slow down she wished she hadn't understood what she was being told. Her heart immediately sank. "He knows? But how? Donna you didn't tell him did you?" As Donna began telling her the story of Mrs. Forman telling Hyde about Stevie, Jackie sat there dumbstruck. She couldn't believe that after two years he finally knew; he knew that he had a child with her. What scared her the most was that he knew that she had kept this from him even though she knew how much he had wanted to be a good father to his kids. "He went where?" To Kenosha? Hyde had gone to W.B's house to talk to him. "Why would he go to W.B what does he have to do with anything?" Donna told Jackie that Mrs. Forman told Hyde that everyone knew about Stevie and had even met him, including W.B and Hyde was going to go confront his father who should have known better being that he too, was deprived the opportunity to fulfill his role as a father for many years. "Donna what am I going to do? Steven must be so upset with me and I can't face him and I can't just bring him into Stevie's life as the father he's never had, it would confuse him so much." Great, another thing to add to my list of worries. God why do these things happen to me. I was dealing just fine and now this? "Okay well Donna I have to go back to work, I'll call you later on today. Oh and Donna? Thank you so much for letting me know." As she hung up the phone and started walking back to her office Jackie remembered the words Stevie said while he was sleeping. "...I have one too..." Yes you do baby, and now he knows that your daddy knows he has a son.

Kenosha-

Hyde walks into the lobby of W.B's Grooves Company looking around frantically. He walks up to the service desk and almost as though scolding the secretary asks "where the hell is W.B?" The petite secretary, though looking afraid managed to force a smile. "He's in his office right now, kind of busy though. Can I take your name and tel..." Before she was even done with her sentence, Hyde begins to dart towards W.B's office in the 7th floor. Thinking that the elevator will take too long, he sprung towards the stairs skipping two at a time. Flushed and breathless he finally made it up to the 7th floor where he walked right into W.B's office. "Steven, it's good to see you...What's going on?" W.B noticing the deranged look in Hyde's eyes grew concerned. "When the hell were you going to tell me about the kid I have with Jackie?" W.B set his pen down and leaned back in his chair. After a few minutes of silence, he looked up at Hyde who was looking anxious to hear his answer. " How'd you find out?" "Definitely not from you. What the hell kind of father are you? You know how it feels to not be around your son and you can't bother to tell me that I have a kid out there somewhere who I know nothing about?" "Steven, Jackie told me not to tell you son, she begged me." "YOU'RE MY FATHER! YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER THAN TO KEEP THAT FROM ME WHETHER OR NOT SHE ASKED YOU TO." "I know it was wrong to keep this from you, but I couldn't go against her wishes Steven." "WELL WHY THE HELL NOT?" "BECAUSE," W.B started yelling before pulling himself together once again. Keep your composure W.B. "because Steven, you hurt that girl too much and all she wanted was to start a new life, somewhere where you couldn't break her heart again...with her son." "HE'S MY SON TOO, DID ANYONE THINK ABOUT THAT?" Hyde took a deep breath before sitting down and calming himself down. "Did it occur to any of you that I might have wanted to know about him and wanted to be in his life? That maybe I was willing to sacrifice anything to be with them?" "Steven, you were a married man. You had built your own life with your wife. Jackie was only trying to build her own." "That's bullshit W.B and you know it. I was married TWO YEARS AGO. I WOULD HAVE PUT THAT ASIDE FOR MY KID. YOU KNOW THAT, THE FORMAN'S KNOW THAT, AND JACKIE KNOWS THAT. SO SPARE ME FROM THE "YOU WERE MARRIED" SPEECH BECAUSE IT'S ALL BULLSHIT AND YOU KNOW IT." W.B now stood from his chair and made his way across his desk to sit in the chair opposite Hyde's. "I know that you're angry and that it will take time to forgive us, but this is something you have to speak to Jackie about. You need to hear her explanation and her side of the story, not mine. You need to..." "No," Hyde cut him off "I don't need to understand anything. What I need to do is see my son."

Chicago- 8pm

Jackie and Stevie are laying in Jackie's bed watching Captain Caveman on T.V. "Mommy how come he can fly?" "He's a cartoon honey, he's not real." "oh...he's still cool." Jackie laughs. She can't believe how big her son has gotten and how smart he is. Just like his father. "Yes he is sweetheart." After a few more moments of watching the T.V. Stevie sits up from the bed and looks down at his knees, a sad expression evident in his face. "What's wrong?" "nothing." Jackie now sits up also and cups her sons face to make him look at her. "Stevie baby, what's going on. Tell mommy." Stevie shook Jackie's hands off and once again looked down at his knees before slowly and lowly responding "today was father appreciation day in school." Jackie's heart stopped. Oh no. She thought. "Oh." Trying to find better words to make her son feel better she found herself incapable of doing so. She knew the day would come when he would want to know about his father but she hadn't prepared herself, she didn't think it would come this soon. "It's no big deal" said Stevie as he was getting up from her bed. "Hey hey little man, where do you think you're going? Come here, let's talk" said Jackie while patting the space next to her. "So tell me, what happened exactly?" "Michelle's daddy was there, Paul's daddy was there, Julie's daddy was there. Everyone's daddies were there...and my daddy wasn't there. Mark said it's because I don't have one because he didn't love me and my Ms. Miller said she didn't either and that a lot of other people didn't..." tears began to fall from his eyes as tears began to fill Jackie's. "...it's just not fair. Why can mean Mark have a daddy but not me? I'm a good boy right mommy?" "Yes baby you're a very good boy...the best there is." She tried to force a smile and wipe the tears from her eyes. Be strong Jackie. You have to stay strong. "If I'm so good, then why don't I have a daddy? Is it because he doesn't love me?" Stevie continued to cry. More and more tears began to fall from his eyes and the more he cried the more Jackie's heart ached. I can't do this. I can't keep doing this alone. "No baby. Don't ever think that. Your daddy loves you very much. He's just really busy, but I promise you, you'll see him really soon. Now let's wipe these tears off your handsome face and get you to bed alright?" "Can I sleep with you mommy?" smiling down at her son as he wiped away his tears and yawned "sure honey, come on let's go to bed." Not too long after tucking him in, Stevie fell asleep, leaving a very sad Jackie away to think. I can't keep this up. It's not getting any easier. She slowly got out of bed and walked into the living room. Picking up the phone she dialed a very familiar number. I need help.