A/N: While this chapter isn't necessarily explicit enough to get an M rating, I just thought I'd give you guys a head's up that there is a bit more sexual content in this chapter than what has been in the story thus far. Thank you for your reviews! Keep them coming!

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Eric flung the car door open and jumped out, now being faced with one of his oldest friends, not to mention Jackie's former beau. "Hyde! What are you doing here?"

"Picking up the Camino," Hyde said. "I was here last night, too, remember?"

"Um… yeah," Eric stuttered.

Hyde grabbed his friend's arm and pulled him behind the Vista Cruiser. "Hey, man, what the hell do you think you're doing? That's Jackie, okay?"

"Yeah, well… you were joking about it, Hyde," Eric pointed out. "You can't be mad."

"A joke's a joke," Hyde stated. "And I'm not mad… but, Forman, she's pregnant, okay? Plus, she and Fez only broke up, like, a few months ago."

"Like you're one to talk," Eric said defensively. "You married a stripper right after you two broke up."

Hyde rolled his eyes from behind his sunglasses. "That's old news, okay? It's not the point."

"Alright, fine, I know," Eric told him flatly. "Listen, it's not like I planned for this to happen, okay? It pretty much all started last night, and—"

"I don't need to hear the whole story," Hyde interrupted, shaking his head. "It's just… man, you've watched her make her way through the three of us, get knocked up by another dude, and you're still going for it?"

Eric shook his head at his friend. "I don't know what you want me to say."

"I just thought you knew better, man," Hyde muttered. "I mean, you do this now and you've gotta be in for the long haul. I know that Jackie and I don't really get along anymore, but I don't think she can handle another dude bailing on her, and I don't wanna kick your ass."

Eric gave him a surprised look. "You'd do that for her?"

"Well, yeah," Hyde said casually, shrugging as he looked around. "She may be a bitch, but I mean, she's pregnant, y'know. I don't want her getting hurt any more than she already has been."

"Well, you don't have to kick my ass, okay?" Eric told him. "'Cause I care about her, and… I'm not gonna hurt her."

Hyde studied Eric's face. "My God, you actually mean it." He paused. "I know I made some stupid jokes or whatever, but I honestly never thought that you two would get together. I never even thought you two could be real friends."

Eric shrugged. "Yeah. I mean, we've gotten a lot closer since she moved in."

"Looks like it," Hyde commented. He glanced over at Jackie's car and then back at Eric. "Your parents know?"

"No," Eric admitted, shaking his head. "This is… relatively new."

"Okay, well… I'm serious," Hyde said. "I know Jackie's hot and fun to fool around with and everything, but—"

Eric shook his head again, an uncomfortable smile on his face. "I-I get it, Hyde. I'm not going to hurt her… but maybe ix-nay on the talk about your… encounters with her from now on. It's just weird now, and I don't really want to think about it."

Hyde smiled. "You're a good guy, Forman." He patted his friend on the arm and walked to his El Camino.

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Jackie and Eric returned home, each in their own cars, and instantly went down to the basement.

"Was Steven nice?" Jackie inquired, sitting on the couch next to Eric.

Eric smiled. "Yeah, you know… he cares about you, Jackie, believe it or not. He told me he'd kick my ass if I hurt you."

Amused, Jackie beamed at the thought. "Really? I thought he hated me now."

"He's gotta keep up his tough-guy act," Eric told her, putting his arm around her shoulders. "Listen, we'll tell my parents soon, okay?" He paused, a sheepish look appearing on his face. "It is kind of fun having a dirty little secret with you, though."

"See?" Jackie replied, grinning. She absentmindedly rested her hand on her tiny belly, and Eric watched her as he began to think of the future. This was real, and this was happening. It all began to hit him. He wasn't going to freak out –he knew better than to do that by now—but he could hardly believe it. The girl he had feelings for was going to have a baby in a little over six months.

"Um…" Eric felt nervous, as the topic on his mind seemed like a weird one for new lovers to discuss. "So… that guy."

Jackie gave him a confused look and then realized what he meant. "What about him, Eric?"

"Do you… like, are you over him?" Eric asked, feeling his face heat up a little bit.

Jackie thought about it and nodded. "At this point, it's pretty clear what type of person he is," she admitted. "We weren't together for very long, and… I don't know; the whole thing was just stupid."

Eric took a deep breath. "So… if he came back, would you—"

Jackie snorted. "I'd tell him to hit the road."

"You mean that," Eric said, but it came off more like a question.

"I do," Jackie replied earnestly. "I don't need him." Pause. "I don't need anybody," she added, lying. "But I'm glad I have you."

Eric smiled at the sentiment, but continued thinking. "So your kid… it's just not gonna have a dad?"

Jackie shrugged. "Maybe… I don't know." She felt a little embarrassed as the words came out.

He rested his hand on top of hers, which was still atop her tiny baby bump. He didn't say anything because no words came to his mind, but he figured the gesture said enough. He lightly caressed her fingers as his other hand, which was draped over her shoulder, moved to the back of her head as he tenderly stroked her hair.

Jackie felt her heart melt. She had no idea Eric could be so affectionate. She never saw him and Donna do anything beyond kiss, save for a few gentle handholding sessions early on in their relationship.

"Eric," she suddenly said. He untangled his hand from her hair and looked at her, noticing her unease. "You're sure?"

A small laugh escaped Eric. "Yes, Jackie." He tapped his fingers on her tummy. "I'm sure."

He leaned in to give her a sweet kiss on the lips.

She surprised him by deepening it, moving her hand behind his head and lightly running her fingers through his short hair.

They passionately continued and Eric, whose hand was resting on her knee, began to move his hand to her upper thigh. Jackie's heart began to race and she moved her other hand to his leg as well, gently caressing the very top of his thigh with her thumb.

Eric felt his entire body stiffen (yes, everything) as he began furiously crashing his lips into hers, lightly pushing her back into the couch so she was lying down. He was on top of her now, and he began to feel Jackie slipping her small, sweet tongue into his mouth. He lightly sucked on it, and aggressively pushed his tongue against hers.

By now, she was gripping the cloth on the back of his shirt, feeling incredibly turned on, especially because she could now feel the stiffness in his pants up against her leg. She began to tease him, stroking it over his jeans with her thumb.

Without giving it a second thought, he briefly stopped kissing her to quickly pull her shirt over her head. His hands roamed to her breasts, which were nearly bursting out of what could easily have been the lacy black bra that he had felt so ashamed touching a month or so before. He felt her up, hungrily kissing her, and then began planting sweet, tiny kisses down her chin, all the way down her neck, and then continuing to kiss her breasts.

She slid one arm out of her bra strap, indicating that it was okay for him to take it off.

He eagerly unhooked it, running his fingers tenderly around her upper back for a moment as he gave her a long, romantic kiss. Pulling away, he studied her face for a moment as she looked back at him with curious, wide eyes.

"God, you're beautiful, Jackie," he muttered, and brought his face back down to her breasts, kissing around them as his hands roamed nearby.

He slid his hand down her smooth stomach to the waistband of her sweatpants, desperate to pull them off as she attempted to unbutton his jeans, but the denim around the nook that the button was tucked into was too stiff.

"Eric!" Jackie cried, tugging on his jeans again as she giggled. "Can you help me? I'm desperate."

He quickly pulled off her sweatpants and then unbuttoned his own jeans, taking them off as well as his shirt.

Jackie took a moment to admire his physique while she slid off her panties. He did the same with his underwear, and finally they succumbed to the pleasure that their bodies had been so frantically desiring.

Hearts pounding, they continued for nearly a half hour until they finished.

They quickly dressed themselves, suddenly aware of the open space that they were in, and collapsed back onto the couch together.

"That was… amazing," Jackie admitted, trying to catch her breath. "You know, Michael never lasted more than five minutes."

Eric cracked a grin. "That's… more than I needed to know, but I can't blame the guy."

"Sorry," Jackie replied, giggling. She leaned into him and he protectively put an arm around her. "Oh, Eric." She closed her eyes, feeling exhausted.

"You gonna fall asleep?" Eric asked her.

"Maybe," she admitted.

"You know, I'm beginning to think that I'm gonna be more like a human mattress to you than a boyfriend," he replied with a grin, and his face turned a little red.

Jackie opened her eyes and looked up at him. "Boyfriend, huh?" She noticed his embarrassment and found it sweet, giving him a soft kiss on his jawline.

He squeezed her a little tighter. "Yup."

She placed her head back on him and began to drift into sleep. Eric flipped the TV on and kept the volume low, so not to disturb her. Nearly twenty minutes had passed, and Jackie was still fast asleep in Eric's arms. He felt as though he were almost ready for a nap as well, until the basement door opened and Red Forman walked in. He spotted the two of them, and Eric looked at his father, wide-eyed.

Red saw Eric's arm around Jackie's waist and her head on his shoulder. "Aw, crap!"