A/N: Thanks to everyone who's review so far! I love hearin feed back and thanks to caspar1990, sometimestheycallmejackie, etFated, Hydelover83, and Strawberry Water for being returning reviewers!...This is one of my fave chapters i've written on Jackie and Hyde, cuz i think it says volumes about how far they've come in their relationship...R&R& keep enjoying!

"That is a thing of beauty."

"No, a Monte Cristo sandwich is a thing of beauty. That is a masterpiece."

"Is all you ever think about food now?"

"You try growing a person in your uterus and then we'll see how many calories you burn just staying awake."

Hyde threw his arm around Jackie as they propped their feet on the couch and stared at the crib that it had taken nearly three hours to assemble. Hyde had braced himself when Jackie said she wanted to help, but he was pleasantly surprised when it turned out she knew the difference between a Phillips head and a Robertson screw, unlike most women Hyde knew. After minimal cursing and a couple of near mishaps, the sturdy frame appeared to stay intact.

Jackie smiled, patting the ever growing bump of her belly. She was now into her second trimester, her slender frame beginning to put on the pounds needed to keep up the strength of carrying her child. Her face had started to round out as well, which made her pout a bit, since other pregnant celebs didn't seem to have this problem, but as Fez had pointed out to her in one of his many phone calls – he'd started calling once a week since they'd made the announcement – they had the benefits of airbrushing on their photos and liposuction from rich Beverly Hills doctors.

"I think it's time for us to take a nap," Jackie yawned, "before Eric and Donna's party tonight."

"Can I join you?" Hyde leaned over and kissed his neck in the teasing way he knew she liked; he knew he liked it because she made those little humming sounds in her throat that caused his own nerves to bounce and jiggle. "Steven."

"You know you get all sweaty seeing me do manual labour. I'll show you my screwdriver." Hyde wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.Had anyone told him that pregnant women could be such an aphrodisiac he'd have told them to switch dealers, yet his wife was approaching parade-size and he'd never wanted her more. It could have something to do with the fact her breasts seemed to have doubled in size, or that her butt had also gained some poundage, but every time he kissed her, he wanted to take her to bed and have a repeat performance of how she was knocked up in the first place.

Jackie smiled softly at Hyde. She knew what he was after; she wanted the same thing herself. But there was a guest down there. Who knew what it could hear, and couldn't sex noises disturb its development? Both of them were absolutely determined to do this parenting thing right, and she didn't want to mess it up.

"Steven, really, I just…I'm not sure if we can."

"Alright, alright. But if I go blind from self abuse, I'm blaming you."

Jackie kissed him then pulled herself up from the couch. "We're leaving at six, so wake me up around four. I'm dressing for two so I need double the amount of time to get ready."

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The Foreman's house had been beautifully decorated for Eric and Donna's anniversary party, with streamers and balloons in the yellow and orange that had been the wedding party colours. Jackie smiled as she remembered vocally objecting to being dressed up like a banana even if it was for her best friend's wedding. She also blissfully remembered high heeled shoes.

"Oh, look, it's the parents to be," Kitty squealed when she saw Jackie and Hyde come in the front door. "Honey, I made sure I mixed you a virgin daiquiri and kept it in the fridge."

"What kind?"

"Strawberry pineapple, your favourite kind."

"Oh, Kitty, no, no," Hyde corrected her, "Jackie doesn't like pineapple. Makes her queasy now."

"Oh look at you, so attentive." Kitty threw her arms around her adopted son. "That's okay, 'cause when I made it for her, I tried a bit and I realized it just didn't have the same zip without a little splash of Bacardi Gold."

"How about I just stick to some Seven-Up." When Jackie went to find herself a soft drink, Hyde wandered over to the bar, and saw Donna in a heated battle with Red over the blender.

"I'm telling you, it goes tequila, gin and vodka, Triple sec and then you blend it with ice and add a Coke."

"And I'm telling you it's tequila, gin vodka, my foot and then you blend it with your ass."

Hyde laughed lightly as he sidled up to Donna. "Yes, the ever popular Long Island Foot in the Ass. Very popular amongst wisecracking commies."

"Shut it, Curly Sue," Red started, then shook Hyde's hand. "So how's the wife doing?"

"Good, good. She's started wearing surgical masks at work because of all the airborn chemicals, which freaked out a few people but when she explained it was for protecting her baby, her tips sky-rocketed."

"She driving you crazy yet?"

Hyde shrugged as he sipped his beer. "I married Jackie; wouldn't you say that kind of gives me a pass on the crazy?"

Red laughed then went to deliver his wife's drink to her, leaving Hyde to talk to Donna in private.

"Hey I ask you something?"

"Sure."

Suddenly, Hyde found himself very uncomfortable. He dragged her by the hand to the basement, away from anyone who might overhear what he wanted to ask. Once in the privacy of their high school hangout, Hyde sat down in his favourite chair and rested his elbows on his knees.

"I haven't had sex with Jackie in like…three months and it's driving me crazy."

"Why not?"

"I think she's worried it'd do something to the baby."

Before Donna could reply, Jackie came downstairs. "What's going on?"

"Nothing, Jackie, it's fine."

"Is this about me not having sex with you?"

Hyde's eyes bugged out at Jackie's blunt question, but nodded his agreement. "I just wanted to ask Donna how she dealt with it."

"Eric and I did it every time we could right up until I was in labour." Donna smiled slyly. "Why do you think we bought a new kitchen table before a crib?"

"So it didn't do any damage, or anything?" Jackie asked.

"Nope."

"Donna, we need you up here! Kitty needs another iced tea or she's threatening to sing!" Eric hollered down the stairs. Donna excused herself, leaving Jackie and Steven in privacy.

"Why didn't you say anything, Jackie?" Hyde asked her softly.

"I…I didn't want to look stupid. I've been reading all those books and stuff, but not a lot of them talking about sex; it's all about the baby."

"Well now that we know, we can be just as frisky as we were before, starting when we get home tonight."

They sat in silence for about ten seconds, before Hyde looked at the space back near the water heater. "Hey, you know what? I think my old bed is still back there, in my old room."

Jackie looked back as well, then at him. "I'll race you."