A/N: There is a character in this chapter who is based on one of my professors I had this past summer. What a loveable jerk he was. Hope everyone is enjoying this so far!

Disclaimer: I own nothing from 70S SHOW nor the lyrics to SUPERFREAK.

After a nice day at the Central Park Zoo, the two married couples were preparing for dinner, when there was a knocking on the door. Jackie threw on a robe, and rushed to it. She opened it, and Barry was there, beaming.

"Jackie my love, I have great news!" he said, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her into the apartment.

"Tell me tell me!" she exclaimed, closing the door.

"I'm going on a second date with Johnny this Saturday!" he exclaimed, and she shrieked and jumped up and down. Donna ran out of the bathroom, fully dressed for the dinner.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Barry and Johnny are going out again!" Jackie exclaimed. Donna began jumping up and down with them, joining in on the shrieking and laughter. Hyde left the bedroom, buttoning up his shirt.

"What the hell is happening out here?" he asked.

"Barry and Johnny are in LURRRRRVE," Donna exclaimed. Hyde shook his head, and continued with his shirt.

"You are all such teenyboppers," he said. Eric and Tommy left the kitchen with a juice box.

"Oh good, the babysitter is here," Eric said.

"I never thought I would ever be an official babysitter," Barry said.

"For my babies you will be," Jackie said. "And if you ever have babies I'll take care of them too."

"I can't even begin to think about babies," he said. "I've barely secured a second date with Johnny. Now tell me, what is the occasion that you're all going out?" Jackie looked at the floor, and then left for the bedroom to continue changing.

"What did I just say?" Barry asked. Donna sighed, and shook her head.

"You didn't say anything, don't worry about it," Donna said.

"I insist someone tell me what is going on with my closest friend and business partner," Barry said. Hyde groaned, and Donna sighed again.

"Okay, we're all going out to dinner because Sam is in town and wanted to see Hyde," Donna said.

"Sam…?" Barry asked. "Why does that name sound familiar to me?"

"… My ex fiancée," Hyde said.

"Holy SHIT!" he exclaimed.

"Language!" Donna scolded, covering Tommy's ears. "Rule number one, watch your language around the toddler. He picks things up like crazy."

"Sorry. But JEEZE, no wonder she's on edge!" Barry exclaimed. "Sam the Stripper is back in your lives… Does she still strip?"

"I doubt that," Hyde said.

"Maybe she's a professional escort now," Eric said.

"She has a date, so there's nothing to worry about," Hyde said. "Not that there would be anything to worry about anyway, but-."

"A date, huh?" Barry asked. "Who wants to start a pool that it's a sleazy used car salesman?"

"I was thinking more old millionaire," Donna said. "Like a guy who's in the oil business."

"See, my bet would be some foreign eurotrash type," Eric said, handing Tommy to Donna.

"Tommy, do you remember Barry?" Donna asked. Tommy didn't answer, he just looked at Barry, eyes wide. "Barry is one of Mommy's friends, and tonight he is going to be your friend and take care of you. Once Aunt Jackie is dressed, Mommy and Daddy are going to go out to dinner. Okay?"

"Okay," Tommy said.

"But we will be home later tonight, though you'll probably be asleep."

"Okay."

"But we will be here when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

"He's so agreeable," Barry said. "Hey buddy!" Tommy continued to stare at him, and Barry sighed.

"He'll warm up to you," Eric said. "Jackie! Hurry up! I'm hungry!"

"Hold your horses!" she called back.

"What do you want to bet in our pool about what kind of date Sam has?" Eric called again.

"A pimp!" she called back.

"Not in front of the toddler!" Barry exclaimed, putting his hands on Tommy's ears.

"Pimp," Tommy said.

"Jackie!" Donna groaned.

"What?" she asked, walking out of the bedroom. "Are we ready to go? Victors is in Midtown, so we should probably get a cab." Donna and Eric hugged Tommy, and they all left the apartment. Jackie slipped her hand in Hyde's as they walked out, and he smiled at her.

"A pimp?" he asked. "Are you going to behave yourself at dinner at least?"

"Yeah, you know I will," she said. "I'll be polite, I'm good at that when I need to be."

"Of course you are."

"I am!" she said, swatting his shoulder. "I promise I'll be polite."

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They arrived at Victors, and Jackie could not quite bring herself to go in. She claimed she was feeling slightly nauseous, and told them to go ahead of her. Donna didn't buy it, and stood out on the street with her.

"Two pregnant women in Midtown at seven," she said. "We should go in soon, you know."

"I just need to get my wits about me," Jackie said, and took in a few deep breaths.

"She isn't a monster, Jackie. She's just your old nemesis," Donna said. "That was eleven years ago. Don't get scared now."

"You're right."

Hyde and Eric walked in, and saw Sam and a man sitting at a table near the back. Hyde waved, and Sam stood up. She waved too, and smiled coyly. They walked over, and Hyde kissed her cheek. She held her arms around him a little too long, and Eric cleared his throat.

"Oh look who it is," she said. "How are you, Nerdboy?"

"I'm fine, Skanky McSkank Skank," Eric said, and they embraced half heartedly.

"Where are the girls?" Sam asked.

"They're right behind us," Eric said, and they sat down.

"Eric, Hyde, this is Drew," she said. They turned their attention to the man at the table. He wasn't an old man, he didn't look like a used car salesman, he didn't smell like Eurotrash, and he wasn't dressed like a pimp.

"Hey," he said, his voice rather deadpan. He was probably five years older than them. "Nice to meet you."

"You too," Eric said. "You aren't a pimp. We're surprised." Hyde kicked him under the table.

"So, you and Sam were engaged at one point?" Drew asked.

"Yeah, a long time ago," Hyde said. "She left me, though."

"Yeah, I ditched him because he was in love with someone else," Sam said, resentment masked by her sexy voice. "And then he married her!"

"You'll meet her soon enough," Hyde said.

"Ah, okay," Drew said. "So what do you two do?"

"I own Grooves in Greenwich, and a couple in the Midwest," Hyde said.

"Right on."

"I'm a science teacher in Madison, Wisconsin," Eric answered.

"Ah, another teacher," Drew said. "I'm a professor at NYU. I teach psychology slash criminal justice."

"That's pretty cool," Hyde said. Drew was very skinny, very tall, and seemed to give off an arrogant vibe. He wondered what Sam saw in him, since she usually liked the men with the money. Sam arched her eyebrows, and rested chin on her hand.

"So is your wife pregnant too?" she asked Eric.

"Uh, yeah," he said.

"No fine wine for her either then," she said. "Oh, here they come." Hyde and Eric turned, and saw their wives walking into the restaurant. Jackie looked more serene, but her eyes widened as she approached the table. Hyde internally groaned, worried that seeing how good Sam looked was going to throw her into a low self esteem spiral. Her mouth dropped, and a smile spread across her face. Before Hyde could evaluate this odd reaction, he noticed that Drew had stood up.

"Drew?" Jackie asked. Drew had a sly smile across his face, and held his arms open.

"Jackie Burkhart," he said. She laughed a little, and leapt into his arms, hugging him and laughing. The rest of the party was staring at them, extremely confused. "Holy shit, SuperFreak , look at you. You're all grown up."

"Oh shut up, you are too," she said, hitting his shoulder. "Oh my GOD, what a small world!"

"You're barely aged at all!" he exclaimed, hugging her again. She laughed, and shoved him a little. "You still like to hit me though."

"Drew?" Sam asked. "Why are you hugging the woman who wrecked my engagement?"

"Oh, sorry," Drew said. "This is… WOW. This is so weird."

"Jacks?" Hyde asked. "What's going on?" Jackie sat next to Hyde, and laughed a little bit.

"Okay, this blows my mind," she said. "I took one of Drew's first classes at NYU, when he had just finished getting his PhD."

"But… he's a psych prof," Eric said, just as intrigued as the rest of them. She sighed, and Drew chuckled.

"She wasn't in my class for design, I can say that much," he said.

"It was senior year and I needed to take a class that was outside my major in order to graduate," she said. "And so I took his class which was on-."

"Serial Killers," Drew finished. Donna looked at Jackie with wide eyes.

"You did not," she said. Jackie shrugged.

"I needed the credit and I liked that book about Ted Bundy," Jackie said. "So I signed up for his class."

"I don't believe this," Sam muttered.

"She was one of the best students in the class," Drew said. "She was also really outspoken."

"She still is," Hyde said.

As the dinner progressed, the situation became more and more surreal. What were the odds that the woman that Hyde used to be involved with was now involved with one of Jackie's old teachers, and old friends? Apparently Jackie had done her final paper on Ed Gein, and was one of the students who worked the hardest. Hyde never thought his wife to be someone into true crime and serial killers, but as she had said, it was for those extra credits. They all talked about their careers, what they had done in the past decade. It was a bizarre reunion.

At the end of the meal, they all waited for cabs.

"Jackie, you need to call me," Drew said. "We should get together for lunch or something, especially if you work in Chelsea and live in Greenwich."

"I like this idea," she said. She gave him her business card, and Sam locked his arm in hers. "It was nice seeing you again, Sam."

"Taxi!" Sam yelled, arm out. Jackie shrugged, and slipped her hand in Hyde's, and Drew shrugged at them. "Drew, our cab is here."

"Well, have a good night," he said. "It was nice meeting all of you." They all said various goodbyes, and hailed a cab of their own. Hyde looked at his wife, who had a gentle smile on her lips.

"Have a good time?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said. He didn't know what to make of her smile, and wondered if there was more to this friendship than met the eye.

TBC