I looked over to the alarm clock and saw the red numbers, 2:30. I sighed and turned to the side a bit to see Jackie sleeping peacefully; her black hair falling into her face. I smiled and softly blew a curl off her face. I got up and made my way towards downstairs; stopping to check on both Connor and Lacy.

As I made my way down the stairs I stopped to look at my wedding picture with Jackie. She looked so small and fragile in the picture. She didn't look like herself. I shook my head and walked to the kitchen.

I went to the fridge and pulled out the chocolate milk. It still took me time to figure out that Jackie still married me, that this wasn't a dream.

Everyone thought Jackie and Hyde would get together; that they live happily ever after. Jackie's third year of college, she got pregnant; though her and Hyde were ecstatic. I and Donna were living off campus, "happily married," life was good.

But during Jackie's fifth month, she lost the baby. They still don't know what happened. With the lost of the baby, Jackie's and Hyde's relationship diminished. After Hyde's, mine, and Donna's last year of college he went off to California to work with his uncle at a garage. Jackie had a few "bad years" after that.

Five years ago, while visiting my mother, I saw Jackie in the Hub. We had coffee. After that, well, it's history.

She hasn't heard from Hyde since we got married. He sent us a card. I believe that somewhere, deep inside, Jackie regrets giving up on Hyde so easily. I can't blame her for it. I know deep down, I regret giving up on me and Donna.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" I turned to see Jackie in her shorts and tank top. I smiled and shrugged.

"I wasn't really tired."

"I can see." She smirked. She went over to the stove and turned on the small sauce pan that was sitting on the burner. "Hot coco?"

"Sure." I smiled. She went into the fridge and poured the rest of the chocolate milk in the sauce pan. "Jackers?"

"Yeah." She said coming to the table and sitting next to me.

"…Do you regret—"

"Not this again." Jackie sighed. She looked at me and kissed me briefly. "Eric, I love you, whether you are going to believe it or not, I do love you. And I don't care about Donna or Steven; or even Michael, Fez. I care about you, Connor, and Lacy. I don't care what might have or could have happened." I smiled and kissed her.

"I love you too." She smiled, and got up to stir the hot chocolate. I looked at her and then turned to my empty glass.

Jackie was nothing like Donna… and I had to stop comparing.

"Eric?" Donna said as she came into the Foreman kitchen. Eric looked up at his ex-wife.

"What?" He asked.

"I'm… happy for you and Jackie."

"Thank you." Eric answered.

"I was thinking, maybe I can take Connor for the honeymoon?" Donna half smiled as she sat down.

"Mom already took the job." Eric said, sipping his coffee. "You can talk to her about it though."

"Oh, ok. I'll talk to her." Donna nodded, and smiled.

"Hey Donna?" Eric said as the tense, silent seconds passed.

"Yeah."

"Do you…" Eric looked at her. "Do you regret the divorce… the kids being separated?" Donna looked at him.

"No." She said and looked at the table. "I think it was the best decision we've ever made."

"You made." Eric corrected. Taking another sip of his coffee.

"What?" Donna asked confused.

"You made the decision. I had very little say in it. You're the one that stopped loving *me* Donna. Not the other way around." Eric said, placing his cup in the sink.

"Eric…"

"I'm sorry." Eric said, placing his hand on the kitchen door. "I promised my fiancé I help her with the luggage." And he was out of the kitchen.

Jackie cuddled into me as she continued to sleep I was playing with her hair was we laid on the large leather couch. The fire was burning dimly. And other then Lacy's morning feeding. We had yet to really been disturbed. I looked at the old clock in the corner. It was already four. I tilted my head back as my eyes closed. I was happy I had found Jackie.

And I wish I had found her earlier. Though, I wouldn't trade my memories with Donna. Because I still had good memories, even with all the bad.

"They're beautiful." Eric said as he held baby Nathan in his arms.

"I know." Donna said as she cradled Connor.

"So…" Eric said as the few awkward seconds passed.

"Eric… let's… talk about it later." Donna said and gently kissed Eric.

"Donna…" Eric sighed as the kiss ended. Donna was looking at Connor.

"Mr. and Mrs. Foreman?" The nurse said as she came in. "Did you decide on names.

"This one is Nathan Gregory Foreman. And that little guy is Connor David Foreman." Eric smiled. The nurse wrote down the names.

"Pinciotti." Donna spoke up. Eric and the nurse looked at her.  "Nathan Gregory Pinciotti." The nurse looked at Eric, who was still staring at Donna.

"Donna…" He spoke softly.

"I'm sorry." She whispered back, and then nodded to the nurse. Eric just looked at her.

Maybe… I didn't have as many good memories as I thought.

**

"Connor." I smiled, picking my son off the floor. "God you're getting heavy." I said as I threw the boy up and caught him.

"Because I'm going to be seven soon!" He laughed. I smiled.

Jackie walked in wearing a pair of jeans and a sweater. It was only November and it was freezing.

"Hey baby." She smiled as she kissed my cheek and tickled Connor. "What do my favorite boys want for breakfast?"

"Pancakes!" Connor screamed. I chuckled and placed him down. Jackie was behind the island in the kitchen taking out a frying pan and a spatula.

"I actually wanted some nice, home made muffins." I said, leaning on the island. Jackie gave me a lopsided smirk and took out the muffin tin.

"Well, dinner won't be done for at least a half hour. Why don't you and Connor go wash up and change Lacy?" Jackie smiled.

"Beautiful idea, Darling." I said in my fake, southern accent. Jackie laughed and shook her head. Connor ran ahead of me as we went upstairs.

"Donna called." Connor said as we walked up the stairs.

"What?" I asked.

"Donna called… yesterday before you got home from work. Mommy didn't want to upset you." He continued as we got in front of Lacy's room.

"Did mommy tell you what Donna wanted?" I asked. I wasn't that mad, because I knew Jackie's feelings towards Donna.

"Nope." Connor gave a small smile. I smiled back and patted his shoulders.

"Ok, son. Let's go wake your sister." We went into the room to see Lacy kicking her legs up. Connor put his face to the crib bars. I gently pulled the tiny angel out. "What should Lacy wear today?" I asked Connor.

He ran to her draw set and pulled out an under shirt and a fleece suit. It was a light pink, and was extremely soft. He pulled out a pair of socks and smiled at me.

"Perfect." I complimented.

We washed the little angel up and then put her in the fleece suit.

Lacy was a very bright child. She had small black curls, with my brown eyes. She was olive skinned with rosy cheeks. You wouldn't be able to tell she and Connor were related. Connor had light brown hair with some red, especially in the summer. He had fairer skin then Jackie and Lacy, and he even had a few freckles. But he had the same eyes as me and Lacy, which I appreciated.  

Once Lacy was all changed I had Connor get ready for the day. As he changed and brushed his teeth I went back downstairs.

"Muffins and pancakes!" Jackie smiled, happily. I smiled back, but not nearly as bright as hers. And she noticed. "What's wrong?"

"Connor said Donna called." I said it softly, not angrily. She looked at me and pouted a bit.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you." She said. I smiled and brought her into my arms, just holding her.

"No, it's ok. What she want?"

"She's not going to Bob's for thanksgiving. She's going to visit her mom in Washington." Jackie said into my shirt.

"Dammit." I cursed. Jackie brought her face from my shirt.

"What?" She asked.

"I wanted to see Nathan… I haven't seen him in a year; with Donna canceling every little holiday with her father." I said. Jackie half smiled and kissed my cheek she then went over to Lacy who was in the carrier on the table and tickled her.

"Maybe you should call her." Jackie said. I looked at her.

"I'll… think about it." I mumbled.

Connor raced into the kitchen.

"Where's my pancakes?" He screamed happily. Jackie got up to get his breakfast. I sat at the table. And lightly touched Lacy's socked foot…

Eric gently stroked baby Connor's hand, as Connor gurgled. Donna walked back into the house carrying Nathan, Connor's mirror image.

"We're all packed." Donna smiled, slightly.

"Good." Eric mumbled.

"You know…" Donna stared. Eric put up his hand and took Nathan from Donna.

"Hey little guy." Eric mumbled to his son. "I'm gonna miss you, but I'll see you at every holiday." Eric cooed to his son.

"Eric…"

"Here ya go." Eric said kissing Nathan and then gently handing him back.

"Eric." Donna said a bit more firmly.

"What?" Eric said, bringing his attention to Donna.

"Here." Donna gave him a small box.

"What is this?" Eric asked.

"Open it when I leave. I made one up for myself." Donna said she kissed Eric on the cheek. "Please… I hope you… find yourself."

"Yeah… you too." Eric mumbled to Donna.

"I said good bye to Connor this morning. I'll call you when me and Nathan settle into Buffalo." Donna smiled, making her way to the door.

"Bye Donna." Eric said. Donna simply smiled and walked out the door.

"I guess it's just you and me." Eric said, picking Connor up. "If it makes you feel better… I'll never leave you."

Connor gurgled.

I played with Nathan's hospitable bracelet as I looked at his birth certificate. The box had various trinkets of Nathan from the hospitable to the day they left.

Jackie came into the office holding Lacy.

"I'm taking Connor to Brian's and then going to the mall to pick up some stuff." Jackie kissed me and handed Lacy to me. "Call her…" Jackie added as she stood in the office doorway.

"I'll make dinner." I said, avoiding her statement. She smiled and nodded and then left with Connor.

I looked at Lacy and smiled. "You are my one true angel."

Lacy gurgled. I smiled and placed her in the play pen. I stared at her for a few minutes and then looked at the phone. I picked it up and began dialing some numbers.

After a ring or two a voice, almost identical to Connor's answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi Nathan… its Daddy, is mommy home?"