Ch 2-Revelations

"It's been great! He's been home lately, he even asked me on a date. A date Donna!" Jackie exclaimed over lunch two weeks later.

"I told you everything would work out," she replied as she smiled faintly.

"Yeah," she said as she opened a magazine. They munched in silence for a few minutes before Jackie started to cough as though she were choking.

"Jackie!" Donna jumped up and ran to her and began to pound on her back.

"Donna!! God damn you hit like a man!" she yelled after a minute as she rubbed her back awkwardly over one shoulder.

"You were choking!"

"Because of this!!" she cried, shoving the magazine under he nose.

"So? It's a guy. A good looking guy, but..."

"Look closer."

Donna squinted at the page and then cocked her head at Jackie.

"It's Fez!"

"What?"

"Look at his face!! Plus it says it down at the bottom of the page!"

"Oh my God!"

"I know! Foreigner turned into super hot Calvin Klein model!"

"No!! Fez is a model Jackie! A good looking one too..." she trailed off cocking her head at the picture.

"God how long has it been?" Jackie wondered aloud.

"About...three years," Donna replied.

"No..."

"Reunions. Remember, he's older than you."

"Oh yeah. God I haven't seen him since...1982."

That sent them off reminiscing about the old days. About the time Eric and Donna's parents accidentally got high and sold Eric's car. About how Donna and Eric almost got married, but didn't because Eric skipped town. About the guys vandalizing what they thought was the football teams locker room to another, but it ended up being girls field hockey.

"Hey, remember how Hyde cheated on you because he thought you did when Fez had that sex dream about Kelso?" Donna bought up laughing.

"Why would you bring that up?" Jackie asked, all traces of laughter erased from her face.

"I dunno...Fez had a sex dream about a guy?" Donna answered defensively.

"No, Hyde cheating on me. I mean, Donna, that wasn't even funny."

"Jackie, calm down! It was part of the old times."

"But not the fun stuff that we were talking about."

"Ok..."

"Whatever. Look I gotta go," Jackie said as she popped up suddenly.

"Jackie..."

"No. My lunch break is almost over anyways." With that she walked away.

"Don't you work nights?" Donna asked. But all she got back was the click-clacking of Jackie's heels walking away.

"Like Eric running out on me was funny!" Donna exclaimed later that night.

"I know," he replied as he kissed her neck.

"No, I'm serious!" she said as she shoved him off of her.

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" he asked her defensively.

"I dunno. It's just...damn it!! All she does is complain about herself and the relationship..."

"Well let's not think about that right now," he suggested as he tugged on her belt loop.

"I'm not in the mood ok?"

"But I am. And I know how to get you there," he replied as he smirked up at her.

"Oh really?"

In response he pulled her on top of him and began to passionately kiss her as he placed his hands and fingers in places that made her twitch.

"See, I told you," he told her as he rolled over onto his side about fifteen minutes later. She just looked at him and pulled him on top of her and began to unbuckle his pants.

"So what are you doing?" Eric asked that night.

"Not much. I have Joey and we're going for pizza."

"Joey?"

"Yeah..."

"I've never heard you say that name before."

"Ok...well I have. But umm...well just meet us at Charlie's."

"Alright," he said uncertainly.

"Jackie, who are we waiting for?" Joey asked as the stood outside the popular pizza place.

"I'm waiting for a friend."

With that being said, Eric came into view as he parked his Saturn.

"Hey Jack," he said giving her a hug.

"Eric, this is Joey. Joey," she said turning to the boy, "this is Eric."

They greeted each other and Eric turned towards her questioningly.

"Don't worry, he's not mine. Joey is actually Donna's son," she said avoiding his eyes. Joey looked so much like Eric it was just a matter of time before he found out the inevitable so she figured she might as well just tell him and save him the questions.

His eyes grew huge and opened his mouth to speak but Joey popped in between them.

"Can we go inside now? I'm starving!"

"Sure honey, go get a table," she said ushering him inside.

"Jackie...is he..."

"Ummm...so Eric, what kind of pizza do you want?"

"Damn it Jackie answer me!!" he yelled. She stopped and looked at the ground. Eric Foreman rarely yelled, but when and if he did, it was with good reason.

"Yes," she said quietly. "Joey's yours."