"Donna, can I come over? I have something to tell you," Eric said over the phone, standing in the kitchen. It was the next day, and he and Jackie had vowed to break the news to their old flames before the sun set on Point Place.

"Can it wait until later?" she asked nonchalantly. "Randy and I sorta had plans to hang out later."

"Actually, no, it's really important. You know I wouldn't ask if it wasn't."

On the other end of the line, Donna glanced at her watch. "Okay, sure, come over."

Meanwhile, in the basement, Jackie came sauntering in. Fez was sprawled out on the couch while Hyde lounged in his usual chair. Jackie looked pointedly at Fez, hoping that he would get the clue and leave. When he didn't, she flat out asked. "Fez, can you give me and Steven a minute?"

"Why, Jackie?" Hyde asked without looking up from the television.

Fez looked at Hyde and then Jackie. He understood the urgency of her pleading look and headed upstairs without another word. Jackie didn't look at Hyde as she sat down on the couch. She crossed her tanned legs and admired her red heels for a moment, trying to muster the confidence to admit the truth.

"Steven, we need to talk. I have some news, and it may be hard for you to take."

"Just spit it out, Jacks. Nothing is going to be hard for me to take after you finally told me about your little affair with Eric," he smirked. "Unless you're getting married."

Her breath caught suddenly in her throat. "Actually…"

"You're getting married?" he spat.

Next door, Eric stood nervously in Donna's living room until she returned with a glass of iced water. He gulped down the water in a single swallow before sitting down. "So, um, how are you?"

"Eric, why are you here?" she asked impatiently.

"This isn't easy for me to say, and you're not going to like it."

"Look, if it's about Jackie, I'm cool with it."

"Well, you might change your mind when you hear what I have to say."

"Just tell me."

"Donna, I asked Jackie to marry me yesterday morning," he finally said.

She looked at him in shock. "You're going to marry Jackie? As in, bride and groom, the whole wedding bit?"

Eric nodded. "My parents gave their blessing last night."

"Well, good luck with that, Eric," she retorted sarcastically. "I'll have to give her tips on how to deal when you leave her at the altar like you did me."

"I'm not going to leave her at the altar, Donna. I will go through with it this time. I know that you probably don't believe that or maybe you're just angry. Jackie wanted to make sure that you heard it from one of us, so that's why I'm here."

"Why isn't she here, Eric?"

"She's next door telling Hyde right now," he explained. "I think he's going to take it way harder than you are. He's still in love with Jackie."

"He's not the only one still in love," she muttered, turning away from Eric to hide her tears.

"What?"

"Nothing, it doesn't matter anymore," she lied.

"Donna…"

"I have to go meet Randy now, so you should probably get going." The tears were evident in her eyes. There would have been a time when he would have reached out to wipe them away, but that wasn't his place anymore. "Congratulations, Eric," she said sadly as she rushed out of the room and up the stairs.

"Thank you," he whispered and walked out the front door, across the driveway and toward the basement door. He stopped outside upon hearing Jackie and Hyde's conversation. Fez was sitting on the bottom stair, bored and waiting for them to finish. "How long have they been in there?"

"Just a few minutes," Fez answered.

"Steven, Eric asked me to marry him yesterday morning. Despite all the reservations and timing issues, my heart knows that this is right. I don't expect you to like it, or even support it, but I am hoping that you will accept it."

"How can I accept the girl I love marrying my best friend?"

"Because it's going to happen," she emphasized. "I am going to marry Eric, he is going to be my husband and the father of my children one day. And as his best friend, I hope that you will be a part of it. But if you can't, if you are just going to be bitter and unsupportive, you need to stay away."

"What am I supposed to say to that?"

"You don't have to say anything. You know what I came here to tell you," she said with a note of finality in her voice. "I'm going to find my fiancée now."

As she hurried out the back door, she ran smack into Eric's waiting arms. Fez slid past them into the basement, shutting the door behind him to give them some privacy.

"Well, I told him," she whispered as she buried her face in his chest. His familiar scent filled her nostrils, driving her senses wild.

"And I told her."

"He's angry."

"She cried."

"But it's done."

"And we're getting married."

"I couldn't be happier."

"And I couldn't be more in love."