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On Christmas Eve, Jackie made good on her word. She stayed in, turned on 'It's A Wonderful Life', and looked over designs while drinking hot cocoa. She had talked to Donna a few times since the funeral and her trip back to Point Place. Donna had decided to rent out her Dad's house to Fez, who was getting sick of the apartment. With the money the salon made, he could afford the rent. Much to Red's dismay, who thought that he would never be rid of the weird foreign kid. Jackie and Donna had talked about Donna and Eric and Tommy coming out to New York City for Spring Break, and they were going to plan that.

She had some other things to plan and think about as well. For one thing, she had missed her period, which scared the heck out of her. She had been on the pill when she was in Point Place, but sometimes, in the rarest of rare times, that would fall through. And at this point she was pretty sure that fall through it had. She had called Barry three days after her missed period, and demanded that he come over. He did, and when he asked what was wrong, she answered simply.

'I think I might be pregnant.'

'… You think WHAT!'

'You heard me!'

'Well you know that I'M not the father!'

'Well of course not, Steven is the father!'

'Why are you telling me this! I hate women's biology, and anatomy, and-!'

'I told you because you're my best friend!' she exclaimed, and leapt into his embrace because of her shaking. He had stayed the night, holding her, and wondered what on earth she was going to do.

She sighed as she thought about that evening. Now she was drinking her cocoa and trying not to think about it. Barry had left for Schenectady that morning, and said he'd call when he got in. She was not really enjoying the movie as she looked at the plans for the Hamptons home she was going to decorate. She was still aching from seeing Steven, and being rejected again. He hadn't even said goodbye. Even if he had said goodbye it would have been better than this. Just being a one night stand. And if she was indeed pregnant, which she just knew that she was, what then? Should she tell him? Should she put it up for adoption? Should she get an abortion? Or should she keep it and raise it? Would Steven even care? She scribbled on one of the pieces of paper, and was unable to dwell on it. It would drive her insane if she did anymore.

Her phone rang. She grabbed it, and answered.

"Hello?"

"I'm here and I'm already ready to come back," he said.

"Oh dear. What happened?"

"My Mom is trying to set me up," Barry said. Jackie laughed. "See, this is why you should have come!"

"Sorry, Barry, now you may have to come out," Jackie said. "Though you'll thank me in the end."

"I did come out to them! Last week!"

"You didn't TELL ME!" she exclaimed.

"Well, I was going to after I saw them because I figured that they would need it face to face. And lo and behold, I get here and there is a man named Carl that I just HAD to meet." Jackie burst out laughing, and Barry groaned. "You wouldn't think it were funny if you were in my shoes."

"We'll never know, will we?"

"So what are you up to?"

"Looking at designs and drinking cocoa."

"And 'It's A Wonderful Life'?"

"As promised. Though I don't feel that way right now."

"I know, honey. Don't worry, I'll be back for New Years and we'll go guy hopping."

"Ooh, sounds great."

"You aren't being sincere, but you know it does," Barry said.

"Guys aren't really into the single mom thing, Barry," she said, scribbling more. She heard him sigh.

"So it's official?"

"As official it can be without being COMPLETELY official," she said.

"Well, we will deal with it once I get back from my parents," he said. "Make an appointment for the day I get back, and I'll go with you."

"Really?"

"Yes. Though you'll owe me big time."

"Thank you, Barry. For all of this."

"You're welcome. But for now, I have to go. Merry Christmas, Loves."

"Merry Christmas, Barry," she said, and hung up.

She put on pajama pants and a sweater, and looked out the window into the chilly night. I should really call Mom and Dad, she thought, but didn't act on it. I'll call them tomorrow. She went back to her designs, and went to her photos. The photos she took while she was in Point Place. Photos of everyone and everything. She was glad she brought her camera, even if the trip reinforced her notion that she would never be as happy as she was when she was with all of them that fateful weekend.

There was a knocking on her door. She groaned, and grabbed a blanket. One, who got inside without her ringing them in, and two, who wanted to bother her on Christmas fricking Eve? She quickly brushed a hand through her hair, and walked to the door. She opened it, and almost gasped. Because Steven Hyde was there, with a wrapped present.

"Holy hell," she said.

"And a Merry Christmas to you too," he said. "Can I come in?"

"Uhhh… Yes, of course you can," she said, motioning for him to enter. "Wow, I did not expect this."

"Who could expect you to?" he asked.

"What are you doing in New York?" she asked, and they sat on the couch.

"Well, by pure chance, my Dad said it would be a good idea to expand the business East Coast, and to go to New York."

"That is quite the coincidence."

"… Okay, so it was all my idea," Hyde said, and she smiled a little. "But, I'm in town because I'm seeking out places that I could buy and run a music store in."

"Wow," she said. "Congratulations."

"Yeah, it's pretty good," he said.

"How did you get my address?"

"Donna gave it to me."

"You're lucky I answered, I was suspicious when I didn't get an intercom buzz," she said. He chuckled, and she looked at the floor. "So, why did you want to stop by?"

"Well, I didn't say goodbye to you when you left Point Place," he said. "After I had given you such grief for not saying goodbye to me when you went to college, I didn't want to seem like a hypocrite."

"Oh," she said. "Well, so you flew to Manhattan?"

"Okay okay okay," he said, standing up. "Jackie, I'm really sorry. I'm sorry that I didn't say goodbye, that I just brushed you off, I'm sorry that I acted like my old jerky self when you were in town. I came here because… Well, I have a Christmas gift, for one thing." He handed her the small gift.

"I… don't have anything for you," she said.

"That's okay. Open it." She opened it, warily, and then smiled. It was a scarf. It was very stylish, but she felt the material. It was soft, and most likely very warm.

"Wow," she said. "Thank you, Steven."

"You're welcome," he said. "And for another thing, I had a long talk with Donna after you left. And she kind of made me finally understand and open my eyes about something that I just didn't know, or didn't want to know."

"What was that?" she asked, meekly. He sat on the couch again.

"Words are sometimes the best way to get a point across," he said. "Jackie, I'm still in love with you. I have been in love with you all these years, I never forgot about you. I just want to have you a part of my life because you make me a better person. I… Yeah, you're the one for me, baby. You're the person who knows me best, and I want you in my life, my entire life." She smiled more and more as he talked. Tears slowly fell down her face, and he smiled at her.

"Really?" she asked. He nodded. "You love me?"

"Of course I do, Jackie," he said. "I never said it enough when we were kids. But I am saying it now. I want to be with you. For all my life. So, shall we do what we should have done years ago, and get married?" She grinned, and threw her arms around him.

"Yes, Steven," she said. "Just hearing it has made me so happy." He nodded, and they kissed. She smiled, and he smiled slyly at her.

"And your timing couldn't be better," she continued.

"What do you mean?"

"We'll talk later about it."

"Merry Christmas, baby," he said.

"The merriest I've had in awhile," she answered. "Hang on, I have to call Barry!" He groaned.

"Why?" he asked. "Can't we just revel in this for a little while?"

"Steven honey, to be married to me is to be somewhat married to Barry," she explained. He chuckled, shaking is head. She dialed the phone, and waited.

"Grant Residence, Barry the second son speaking."

"Barry!"

"Jackie?"

"I'm getting married!"

"….. Okay, how long have I been at my parents? It FEELS like an eternity, but I didn't think-."

"Steven's here! He proposed and he's moving here and we're getting married!"

"Oh good, loves! Then I can cancel the hit I put on him."

"Don't be a bitch, Barry."

"Why are you talking to me if you just got engaged? Go be with your fiancé. But warn him that if he hurts you again, I WILL kill him. A slow and painful death…. Oh, and tell him congrats and Merry Christmas."

"I will," she said. She hung up, and Hyde wrapped his arms around her stomach.

"So what did you mean by the timing being good?" he asked, kissing her neck. She arched an eyebrow, and smiled to herself.

A/N: I know it got fluffy at the end there. Oh well, I think we deserve it. Does it need an epilogue, cuz I'm considering it...