Hi! I'm so thrilled about this story! The inspiration is just flowing and I may be able to finish it quickly, cross my fingers. Also, I'm so very thankful for the reviews and new favs and follows, especial thanks to I'dRatherBeMeThanBeWithYou and Rhi.

WARNING - This chapter contains some M rated portions, I tried to mark that well so readers can skip if you should/want to stick to T rated. I'm debating whether or not to change the entire story to an M rating since two chapters have M content, but I'm leaving it T for now and just warning about the mature content in each of those two chapters. Any feedback on that is also welcome, review review.

Fairytale

January 1, 1980, 3:00 am

She's tired from working so late at the bar to ring the new decade. As much as Mrs. Forman and the gang wanted her and her new family to receive 1980 with them, New Year is one of the busiest nights of the year at Abbot's, and with this being the new decade everyone on staff had to work. But she knows her weariness isn't just from work. It's the past three days and how everything has been so confusing.

Peter seems to be giving her space. For what? She has no idea! But he's been focused on the move, the bar, and Maddy ever since he told her to think of herself. At least she was able to hang out with Fez and help him come out to the Formans so he could ask to bring his boyfriend to their party. Despite Fez's fears, it all went well. Of course it did, Red and Kitty love us. That meant that Maddy rang the New Year with her daddy and their Fez and Peter even agreed to let her spend the night with Russ at their aunt's house. Meanwhile, Jackie and Peter broke their record for liquor sales while training their replacements. They make a good team and it's the closest the two have been since that night. And it bothers her so much. He's supposed to be there, near her, at a close distance because... well just in case something happens. Their lives have been crazy. What if she needs a hug or to just talk or… what if he needs her? Sometimes…. watching him walk away after their routine time taking care of Maddy or working or cooking and chores, without calling her tiny or randomly touching her hand or hugging her… it makes her feel like she might cry.

Jackie sits in her living room, next to the open cabinet, looking at the beautiful glass pieces while fiddling with her new bracelet. She's been doing this every night after coming back from work. She hasn't really talked to Peter about it, not since he seemed annoyed in the car after she explained Steven gave her a present, the kind of present she'd wanted from him for so long. She looks at each glass piece, remembering every fairytale, every dream.

She hears his dragging feet before she sees him. If he wasn't such a dear, a dear she's missed so much these last few days, she'd be yelling about how she used to have nightmares about a killer coming in this house and dragging his muddy boots everywhere. Steven was quiet and stealthy as a thief even when he was tired. But this is Peter who shares his thoughts and emotions and shows his tiredness with no shame and she loves him enough to ban her silly little girl fears and just wait for him and his dragging legs. She shakes her head slightly. Of course... I've been a dumbass!

"Hey tiny." He sits next to her and quietly looks at the blue unicorn in her hand. She sets it next to the others on the center table. "You've looked at those every night since Christmas Eve."

"You noticed?"

He nods. "Military. Since training, I try to stay tuned to my environment. Any changes wake me and you're not a quiet person."

"Sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry for. His present really touched you, didn't it?" She nods. "What makes these so special?"

"My grandma gave me the Goldia King and his fairy queen before she died," she says, pointing to the yellow and light purple pieces. "She told me he was wise and noble and able to protect every creature in his forest kingdom. And his queen was the most magical and talented unicorn to ever exist. After she died, I wanted them in my room but mom said delicate things belong in cabinets so they ended up here. I used to come down whenever she and daddy were gone and hold them. One day daddy came and found me asleep with them on my chest. When he woke me up I was scared he would be mad. But he didn't say anything just put them away and helped me get to bed. Then on my tenth birthday, he gave me the flower princess, who is in charge of love and beauty and brings the rebirth of spring… he told me I was the prettiest girl in his kingdom and would always get anything I wanted. He spent my birthday with me and took me and mom to dinner. It was one of my favorite days, definitely one of the best memories of my childhood."

She touches the red unicorn. "Then on other birthdays he got me the sand prince and the silver dutch but he never spent the day with me again and neither did mother. And after those two he stopped getting my presents. That became one more part of his secretary's job. She's the one that called to say sorry your dad couldn't make it, but here are some pearl earrings or designer dresses, bags and shoes. Then one day I dragged Steven to the Kenosha mall and found the moon lady by accident in one of the knick-knack shops. And I have looked for the starlight warrior for what feels like forever."

"The King is wise, the queen is magical, the princess stands for love and beauty, what do the rest -"

"The prince is bright and fun and brings the joy of summer, the dutch is generous and kind and watches over the autumn harvests, making sure there's enough for all, the moon lady makes dreams come true and leaves the sky in winter to make sure the world can make it through the cold and the starlight warrior fights for them all. He's the bravest and strongest of all unicorns and protects the Kingdom through all darkness, loves his flower princess above all and makes stars glow brighter."

"You saw the princess and her warrior as you and Hyde, didn't you?"

She nods. "I used to tell Steven that the princess would be sad and grey until I found her warrior. I never told him grandma gave me the first two or that daddy gave me three after, only what each unicorn stood for and that I wanted them all. I always thought he tuned me out when I told him fairytales."

"Tiny, maybe -"

"Don't. I made a choice. I won't back down. I chose to do this for Maddy, for you, and for me."

"That's not-"

"I wasn't finished."

"Finish."

She takes a deep breath. "Like I said, I stand by my choice and I chose this for the three of us. But I've also thought about what you said, about me and what I want and what's best for me, and I… I don't want that fairytale anymore."

He looks at her inquisitively.

"I don't want to be a princess that needs to beg the man she chose as her warrior to protect her. That dream is lost...losing it broke my heart and hurt so badly, but I'm better. I really am better and I want to be more. I want to be the girl that serves drinks and no one dares mess with her because I'll burn them like the best of them. But also the girl who's paid you enough fives to learn how to not be so honest that it's hurtful, I may even be kind sometimes." They both smile. "I wanna be the girl who's been to a gun range and kicked ass after you showed me how to hit a bullseye. The one that learned to change diapers, warm bottles, and soothe a screaming baby in your apartment while you laughed your ass off at my attempts to not touch poopy butt." He laughs slightly. "I am that girl, the one that can make you laugh after you beat up your brother and have one of your worst days. The one you have snowball fights with and who you kiss at Christmas."

He looks surprised as he speaks softly. "Jackie… what are you saying?"

She takes his left hand and holds it in between hers as she looks at his eyes. "I'm saying that since Christmas… I've been looking at these unicorns and my charm bracelet every night, trying to make sense of how I grew up and who I am and what I've wanted for so long. And I realized, I don't want to be the princess anymore. I want to be the queen. A strong bitchy magical queen that can rule her own life and... I didn't see it before, but these few days when you put distance between us… it hurt and I missed you so much because... my heart already chose a king for me."

She brings his hand to her chest. "Do you feel that?" She leaves one of her hands on his and uses the other to unbutton her flannel nightshirt. His hand is now flat on her skin, feeling her racing heart. Somehow their bodies have gotten impossibly close.

"You're the king I want," she murmurs and then softly touches his lips with hers in a whisper of a kiss. He stays still, not believing what is happening and suddenly she looks unsure and her eyes get glassy. "I understand… if you don't want that, I mean-"

"Shush, I want you… don't talk anymore," he says, and then his lips touch hers again.

At first, it's soft and cautious, filled with affection and care. Then it gets more intense and his arms wrap around her. This kissing is different from any that has happened between them before. Their first kisses were in the mists of heartbreak and pain, filled with a desperate need to feel comforted and wanted. Then came the ones they disregarded because they weren't over their exes and it was too soon, because they were faking during a wedding, because of mistletoe, because, because… they should have seen this before.

But that doesn't matter at this moment, because these kisses are real and damn! Frenching her best friend, her husband, it's exhilarating and fantastic and filled with wild untapped passion. But also... terrifying because there's so much to lose if this doesn't work and yet… it's Peter, it's sunshine, and she trusts him and he would never hurt her on purpose or for revenge. So she kisses him harder and her fingers tangle in his hair. She's not even sure how but in a few moments her legs are straddling him and her nightshirt is gone. Then his lips trace a path of kisses from her chin to her collarbone to her sternum; his hands squeeze her ass, and she's lost in sensation and moaning loudly. It's been so long since she felt this cherished and cared for and hot and desired all at once. She pulls at his t-shirt and the warmth of his skin against hers after the garment comes off makes her feel like she's finally home. His lips and his tongue meeting hers is so right and her hands move to the elastic of his sweatpants, but then he talks.

"Wait, wait."

"What?"

"Bed. Big one. Hold onto me."

He grabs her butt as he stands while she holds onto his shoulders and kisses his neck right by the ear, making him groan. Somehow he makes it to the stairs, but the climb to the top floor seems to take forever. Eventually, he opens his door and they fall onto the big bed.

The next portion is rated M, as in big lemon, skip if you want to stick to the T rating.

He is everywhere and she loves the feeling of his hands on her nipples, her stomach, her back, her butt… And touching him, it's exhilarating… his wide back, his strong chest, his Adam's apple, his deliciously toned abs… it's not enough. She tries pulling at his sweatpants with her feet but they stay put and it's so frustrating. She huffs and he smiles.

"Hey," she whines.

He sits up on his knees and then works on taking off his sweats and underwear. "Better?"

"Yeah."

His hands go to the elastic of her pajama pants and he looks at her until she nods then pulls off her pants and underwear. They smile at each other sweetly as he comes close to kiss her again. Their nude bodies seem to calm on contact and they enjoy slowly exploring each other. Fingers trace skin cautiously, a rub here and squeeze there, with whimpers and gasps in the background as they find what feels good, what makes the other tremble. She strokes his shaft and gets him impossibly ready for everything they want to do, forcing him to take her hand away. He kisses it and says, "my turn." Then his fingers caress her between the legs and enter. She whimpers as he pumps in and out of her with two fingers and uses his thumb on her clit until she releases with delight. She pulls him to her and kisses him thoroughly as his cock pokes at the soft flesh that is now throbbing in anticipation of his intrusion.

His hands move to cradle her face and he looks at her mismatched eyes and caresses her cheeks with his thumbs. "This is going to change everything."

"Promise?"

"It's true."

He kisses her once more and penetrates in one quick motion. They moan at the sensation and he thrusts into her slowly and keeps kissing and kissing her. Her legs wrap around him and his hands move to her butt, pulling her closer, getting their pelvises to grind against each other even more. The sensations make them groan and pant. His warm skin rubs against hers deliciously and her nipples tingle with pleasure at the friction of their bodies as his tongue and cock invade her. She arches and exhales in joy, but then his hands move away and he pulls out. She lets out a strangled whine of protest as he sits on his legs but quickly pulls her up until she's sitting on his thighs. She lowers onto him until she has him deep in again. He pumps gently from below and holds her buttcheeks as she begins to sway and bounce in tandem with his movements. She increases the pace and finds the angle that gets him to hit the perfect spot over and over. His lips trail to her chest, taking turns licking on each of her nipples. Then he takes the entire areola of her left tit in his mouth and sucks.

"Ahh… ahh…" She can't hold it anymore and her body falls backward as a powerful orgasm overtakes her. Her head and shoulders hit the bed and pillows as she screams. Her ass is on his upper thighs and he pulls her legs to wrap around him then lifts himself onto his knees and begins to drive hard into her arched body, with his arms wrapping around her to hold her hips up to him. This angle drives her crazy and her legs quiver open. Her head, arms, and toes are the only parts of her on the bed, the rest of her body is in the air or getting pounded by his dick.

"Oh God! Oh my God!"

"That's it. Keep coming baby."

"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" She fists the sheets as she continues to scream.

He lets out a loud groan as they fall back onto the bed. His hard cock is still inside her and he moves her legs to his shoulders and starts thrusting hard, vaulting her body onto the pillows. She's yelling out her pleasure and he's losing control.

"So tiny, so good." Then he lets out loud gasps and groans, "Ummh! Ugh! Ohhh!", as he fills her pussy in steady spurts.

She manages to open her eyes and watch him through the end of his peak. He's flushed, trembling, vulnerable… so open to her it makes her heart skip a beat. He releases her legs and practically collapses on her, exhausted. Her arms and legs wrap around him, keeping him inside. Then she takes his face between her hands and brings him into yet another kiss.

This was so unlike the first time they did it. No thoughts of past lovers were in the way. She didn't explain how she's a good girl that never does this kind of thing. He didn't feel at all weird or guilty about being with a woman that's not Monica. It's everything that making love should be. And God, she loves kissing this man, holding this man, and making love with him. They pant between kisses and then he takes some of his weight off her.

"Was I crushing you?"

She shakes her head no with a sincere smile that radiates satisfaction. He grins happily and gives her a soft peck on the lip. Once it ends she lets out a content "umm," while keeping her eyes closed. Then she feels his weight off and opens her eyes. He's laying on his side, watching her. She lets out a giggle and looks like the cat who ate the canary. "You're good at that."

"At what?" She raises an eyebrow at him. "Sex? You liked?"

"Sir yes sir." They laugh and kiss some more. After a bit, she stands. "Gotta clean up," she explains and heads to the bathroom.

He lays back and exhales. He looks up to the ceiling not quite believing what they just did and everything she said. What now? Then she's back and he takes a turn going to the bathroom and she waits. Similar thoughts invade her head. Should she say they need to talk? Do they need to talk or should she let things just happen? Can she? I'm Jackie Burkhart, I don't let things just happen to me but… And then he's there, joining her under the covers and pulling her body into an embrace. His face is still rosy and his hair a bit damp from their activities. She smiles and moves a lock out of his face, but she can't hide her slight uneasiness.

"You're worrying." She nods. "What are you worried about?"

"Well… what are we now?"

"I hope I'm your boyfriend."

"My husband boyfriend?"

He laughs at that and nods. "I suppose, girlfriend wife."

She giggles. "Okay."

They fall asleep satisfied only to hear an alarm three hours later.

"Why is your alarm on my side?" Jackie whines sleepily as she moves to turn it off.

A sleepy smile graces his face as he releases her from his embrace. "Alarm to go make breakfast. Since when is that your side?"

She returns to his arms and their spooning position. "I need sleep not food and as of now this is my side," she states with finality.

He squeezes her close. "You're bossy."

"You're just figuring this out now?"

"Bet I can tame the bossiness down," he says kissing her shoulder and rubbing his morning erection against her butt.

"You can try."

His hand snakes down her body, lifts her top leg, and starts to caress her already slick folds. "I think you'll like what I have in mind."

She moans as he makes circles on her clit and she pushes her butt against his hard member. After a few minutes of foreplay, he's inside her and they sway pleasurably as his hands play, one with her clit and one with her tits. Her one hand holds onto the leg that is now perfectly raised up to allow their union and the other lays on the bed. She turns her head and kisses him, making this position sweet and intimate until their bodies crave more.

He turns them over so she's laying flat on the mattress between his legs and re-enters her from behind. His hands go to her lower back, right above those hot butt dimples, and she moans into the pillows as he moves in and then out of her at a steady pace. He slows and lowers his body to kiss her left shoulder lovingly before resuming his previous position. She arches up seeking more contact and he moves his body so he can kiss her mouth then her forehead as he fucks her. She arches more, placing her hands in front of her and extending her arms while her hips remain on the bed. He gets that she needs tenderness and shares kisses with each plunge into her, on her forehead, her hair, her nose, anyplace he can reach. She pushes up and gets on all fours, making him groan and drive harder into her, filling the room with moans and gasps of pleasure, the sound of skin meeting skin, his balls smacking onto her sweet cunt. She brings her own hand to her clit and between his dick and her fingers she's on the verge of heaven. She pushes back until he's sitting on his knees and takes control with him behind her. His hands fall behind him on the bed to hold him in place and she sets a fast pace, riding his cock with purpose.

"There! Right there!" she screams while working her clit and feeling his dick hit that magic place inside her.

He can't hold it anymore. "Urhhh! So good!"

She screams as her orgasm gets him to release. He hugs her, their bodies trembling in the aftermath and they fall forward. He kisses the back of her head, her neck and her back.

"You are something else," he whispers in her ear, his now soft cock slipping out of her. He flops to the side.

She turns and faces him. "Just you wait. I am an acrobat in the bedroom."

He smiles and kisses her, his fingers moving lovingly down her back and the side of her body. She responds joyously and they lay kissing each other languidly for a while. Every few seconds she feels a bit of come dripping out onto her leg but can't care less. She's focused on enjoying the beautiful aftermath with her lover. Eventually, they clean up and fall asleep again, sated, and comfortably snuggled in the big bed.

End of M rating

Forman kitchen. 12:00 PM.

The kitchen is packed. Red, Kitty, Hyde, Eric, Donna, Laurie, Kelso and Felix are eating pancakes at the table. Leah and Brooke chat by the counter as Brooke feeds Betsy. Fez and Russ come in through the glass door with baby Maddy in Russ' arms.

"Our other baby!" Kitty says excitedly and stands up. "I'm all done, sit," she orders, bringing Russel to the table and making him take her place. "Pancakes?"

"Sure, thank you, Mrs Forman."

"He has a baby so he gets to eat first, even if he's the new boyfriend. What about Fez's pancakes?"

"Oh dear, come sit. Michael, you're done, right?"

"Uh! You're moving me for Fez?"

"I'm done," Felix announces.

"Surprise, the seven-year-old is the mature one," Donna says. Laurie, Hyde and Eric laugh. Red smirks.

"I'm mature," Kelso says in his best grown-up voice. "Felix, clean up. I'll be done soon. Then we can play with Betsy and Evel Knievel."

"Awesome!" the kid says. He takes his plate to the sink, rinses it, and runs out of the kitchen to wash his hands.

"See, he gets it."

"Michael, Betsy is not old enough to play with Evel Knievel," Brooke says with a sigh.

"But-"

"How about you and Felix play and we'll hold Betsy back so she can watch?" Leah asks.

"Alright."

Brooke smiles and whispers, "You're like the mother of two children." Leah shrugs. "You're good together."

"I hope so. You're a good mom."

"Thanks."

Kitty sets plates for Russ and Fez and takes Maddy so they can eat. "I love a full house."

Red grunts in annoyance. "You all better enjoy freeloading while you can. Eric, when are you going to Madison already?"

"Feeling the love, daddy."

Everyone laughs, but they sober up quickly at Red's sour face. Zilla makes an appearance. Laurie happily gives him her spot and Kitty serves him pancakes with a big smile.

"Where's the loud one and her husband?" he asks, looking at George. "You boys can tell me about your plans for your service in Virginia instead of speaking like dumbasses."

Fez giggles like a little girl. "I don't think they're coming. They're busy if you know what I mean."

Hyde looks like someone punched him in the gut.

"Eww," Eric lets out. "Don't don't make me think about nutty acts with the devil, gross."

"What?" Donna says. Everyone but George looks at her strangely.

"They're busy. Like doing it! You want me to spell it for you woman," Fez answers.

"I'm done," Red says, folding his newspaper and walking out while grumbling about dumbass kids.

Kelso laughs. "Married whoopee. Nice!"

"How would you know that?" Donna asks Fez.

Russ looks at her strangely but answers. "We stopped by their place after I picked up Fezzie this morning. I was gonna drop off Maddy but they weren't really ready to have a baby back."

"Wait! Peter wakes up early every day no matter what. He's always ready," Leah says. "And he let you take Maddy for the day again? Just like that?"

Russ snickers. "Oh no. We got there and after waiting ten minutes for them to come to the door, Peter opened in pajamas, with that look on his face. You know, the one he has when he's caught not being good old Petey. Then Jackie came down." He snorts. "I don't think I've ever seen her with anything but perfect hair and impeccable clothes but this morning she was kind of a mess."

"It's called sex hair. Yours gets like that too hon," Fez says. Eric and Kelso physically shiver. Hyde holds onto his fork with a vengeance and pretends he's not hearing anything.

Leah admonishes her boyfriend. "Don't be a homophobic ass."

"I'm not, I love my buddy Fez. Not like that kinda love. But you know."

"I love you too," Fez says. "But I already have a man."

"Thank God," Kelso says.

"Anyway, my goddess had that beautiful sex glow, so like a good friend, I asked her if they wanted to stay alone and if I could come back to watch later."

"Peter said no. That it's their responsibility to take Maddy back," Russ says. "But little Jackie has him wrapped around her little finger. She pouted and told him it's their one month wedding anniversary is tomorrow and flirted until he folded like a deck of cards and sent us away with extra diapers and formula and a threat for Fez not to show up."

"They're no fun. I was only kidding. Why watch them when I have a beautiful man," Fez says.

Leah laughs. "Baby cousin gave in for sexy time. I'm gonna give him so much crap."

Hyde leaves and Donna looks at him concerned. She turns and looks at George, who only shrugs.

Later. Everyone is hanging out in the basement. Donna pulls George to go to the backyard.

"Did you know about this?" she asks.

"No, but I told him to try and go for it with her."

"Why?"

"What's it to you anyway?"

"Nothing. I just didn't see it coming. Jackie didn't mention things were changing between them."

"Look girl, I don't know how your friendship with tiny chick works but it's kinda obvious. Them two spend almost all their time together. At work, at home, here, all the time. I've never seen Peter bounce back from screwing up so fast. But somehow she got him back to normal pretty quickly after he beat the shit out of Russ. She even got him to allow Russ to have the baby yesterday and today. I don't know her as well as you, but she's been real good to my bro so I think she cares about him."

Donna nods. "I'm just used to her being loud and annoying about her feelings, practically announcing to the world that she likes someone and she'll get them to love her. But she's been kinda mellow about her feelings and everything since... Sam. I thought that being her maid of honor and sharing her and Peter's secret meant she trusted me again, but maybe that wasn't enough." George shrugs.

Burkhart Mansion. Two hours later.

She wakes up, happily snuggled on top of him. Her head is on his chest. She looks up at him, adorable in his sleep. She lays there peacefully, just watching him be and feeling him breathe peacefully in the shared warmth of their bodies under the blanket.

"I don't think I'm that interesting," he says groggily, feeling her stare.

She traces his jaw. "You're really handsome."

He opens his eyes and smiles at her. "And you're beautiful."

"I know."

He laughs sleepily. "And not at all humble," says with a yawn.

She shrugs. "I've been told I'm beautiful or hot ever since I can remember. Then again..."

"What?" he asks, snuggling her closer.

"For a minute there, after I kissed you last night, I thought you didn't want me."

He moves his hands and cups her face. "How could I not want you? I just… I thought you still wanted Hyde." She seems confused. "You've been looking at those unicorns every night since he gave you the blue one… I figured he had found a way to redeem himself in your eyes. So I came down to talk to you to decide if I should tell him everything."

"You what?"

"I thought I would talk to you and figure out if deep down you were still in love with him and using Maddy and me as an excuse because you were scared. If that was it then I would go talk to him and tell him we married to keep Maddy and give him a chance to show me if he's changed and could become good enough to fight to get you back."

"But... don't you have feelings for me? Didn't you want me to be with you?"

"I did. I do. But I thought you wanted him and if he could prove to me that he's changed then..."

"Then what?"

"Then I would do whatever I could for you to be happy."

"Even if you weren't happy," He shrugs. "You'd still put me first." He looks shy but nods. She lounges at him, kissing him with desperation.

They spend all day in the house, enjoying each other. Sometimes they talk and take breaks to eat. Mostly they make love and sleep until it gets dark and they agree they have to go get Maddy.

Yey! The chapter to get them together is done. Honestly, I never thought I would be this excited to pair Jackie with someone who wasn't Hyde. Surprisingly is turning out to be very natural and fun for me as a fanfic author.

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