Authors Note: I want to thank everyone who has read and reviewed my little story.
I had so much fun writing it and I hope you enjoyed it! Here we go
with the epilogue. Let me know what you think. Jackie & Hyde 4ever!
Eric stumbled down the stairs from his old bedroom, a yawning Donna a few steps behind him.
His head was pounding and his stomach was growling and all he wanted was an aspirin and break-
fast in that order.
"God, what a night," his lady love said as they crossed the living room to the kitchen. Eric nodded.
It had been a hell of a day-and night, what with Jackie's wedding getting called off at the last minute.
They had all gone to the reception or whatever you wanted to call it since there was no bride or
groom present. But there was no way they could let all the food and drink go to waste so they ate
and enjoyed the open bar. Hell, they had even danced to the dj, despite his playing an awful lot of disco.
Even though she wasn't there Jackie's presence was certainly felt-from the music, to the devilled
egg appetizers, the pink champagne and the banner proclaiming "Congratulations Jackie and Jake"
hanging over the three tiered wedding cake decorated with pink roses.
Kelso stripped the banner down and shouted that this was a "congratulations for not ever getting
married" party, which pissed Brooke off. He spent the rest of the night trying to pacify her.
Fez spent the night trying to decide which was sexier-Big Rhonda's newly svelte shape or the
banquet table. Lucky for him Big Rhonda still enjoyed a free meal so he ended up with her and
a gut ache from too much cake and champagne.
Jake's family made a brief appearance, apologized for the unfortunate turn of events and left, which
was just as well because the whole thing was really awkward and Red Forman hated awkward.
Kitty was fluttering nervously among the guests, trying to make sure everyone had a good time.
She was drinking way too many brandy old fashions and laughing too loudly. You would think
the Burkhardt girl was her own kid, the way she kept apologizing for Jackie not being there.
She had always thought of Eric's friends as her babies. Certainly she was more of a mother to
Jackie than Pam, who was hanging on Bob's arm at the bar, pounding tequila shots like it was
Cinco de Mayo in CanCun.
Eric and Donna had a few beers and wondered where the hell Jackie was. She had said she would come but it was getting late and there was no sign of her. Donna was getting worried and suggested they drive back to the church.
"Don't worry, Donna. She probably remembered she's already Satan's bride and had to get back to Hell where they celebrate with really crappy disco music and …"
"Knock it off, Eric. Where could she be? She didn't have a car-hey, I haven't seen Hyde either.
There's no way he would miss free beer and a chance to burn Jackie."
Finding the church dark and locked up for the night Eric turned the Vista Cruiser back towards
the reception hall.
"The last time I saw Hyde was when he brought Jake back to the church. He said the least Jake could do was man up and talk to Jackie. He was going to light up in Jake's car," Eric had to laugh at that.
Donna was quiet until they got back to the reception hall.
"I don't know, Eric. The whole thing is strange. Jackie is missing. Hyde's gone. I just have this weird feeling."
"A creepy and unnatural feeling?" he asked in a foreboding voice, turning the car off.
Donnas' red again hair wiped around as she faced him, fists clenched to her chin. "Oh my god!
Yes! Eric, what if? What are we going to do?"
She was acting all freaked out but he could see the laughter in her gray eyes. She was so the
girl for him.
"Find the nearest bomb shelter and wait it out? Or here's a radical idea," he raised his index finger.
"Hope it works out and wish them well?"
She smiled. He was such a doofus but he was her doofus. " As crazy as it seems they really are
perfect for each other," she shrugged.
"Who would have ever thought," Eric slipped into a surprisingly good imitation of Hyde's raspy
voice. "The orphan boy and the cheerleader. Mr. and Mrs. Jackie Hyde."
She laughed, "Let's not go that far yet! The tin cans and old shoes are probably still tied to Jake's
bumper."
They weren't but only because Hyde had ripped them off and thrown them in the lake, to join
Grandma Bradleys' tiara and his beloved aviators. But Donna and Eric didn't know that or where
the other couple could be so they rejoined the reception and took advantage of the open bar.
Eric walked into the kitchen thru the swinging door and nearly bumped into his mother, standing
at the stove bleary eyed with a spatula in her hand. He kissed her cheek.
"Good morning, Mom."
"Eric, honey, ssshhh," she whispered but winced when Red threw the patio door open with a bang,
the Sunday paper clutched in his hand.
"Why the hell is there a camaro parked in my driveway?" he demanded.
Eric and Donnas' eyes met and they both rushed for the basement door. Despite being hung over Kitty beat them there and she clambered down the stairs. Rolling his eyes Red followed and nearly
plowed into the others when Kitty stopped at the bottom of the stairs and bent over to pick something up off the floor.
"Oh my goodness! Jackie's wedding dress! What is it doing here?" Her eyes widened and she
dashed for the bedroom in the back corner of the basement.
Hyde's bedroom door flew open and they all stumbled in.
"Oh my god!" Mrs. Forman yelled then cringed at how loud her own voice was in her ears.
Jackie stirred in Hyde's arms and peered up at everyone. "What are you all doing in Stevens'
room?"
"I think we should be asking you that very same thing, missy," Eric waggled his finger at her.
"Eric, honey-hush!" Kitty pleaded, fingers pressing on her temples.
"Yeah, Jackie. What's going on?" Donna asked, arms folded across her chest but she couldn't
keep the smile out of her voice.
Jackie nudged a sleeping Hyde with her bare shoulder. "Puddin' Pop, we've got company."
"Puddin' Pop?" Donna and Eric both grinned and broke into laughter.
Hyde opened his eyes to see the Forman's and Donna staring down at him and Jackie. Shit,
couldn't a guy and his girl get some sleep after the crazy, incredible night they'd had? Maybe
it was time he got his own place. Mrs. Forman looked pale but there was a big smile on her
face. Red, on the other hand, looked furious.
"So, Steven, what do you have to say?" he demanded.
"Uh-good morning?" Hyde said and tightened his arm around Jackie.
"Good morning, my ass!" Red thundered, waving a rolled up newspaper at them. "All I
wanted today was to have a nice breakfast and read my paper. Instead I have to deal with you
two and this dumbass," he jerked his thumb at Eric, who shook his head, confused as to what
he could have done to piss his Dad off so early in the morning.
"Hey-hey! This isn't about me! Hyde's the one with a girl in his room! A naked girl, if I'm not
mistaken!"
"What are you-twelve, Forman?" Hyde sneered.
"No, he's right, Steven. I warned you before about having the loud one sleeping over," Red groused.
Jackie smiled like the cat that ate the canary. There hadn't been a lot of sleeping going on. Eric
saw her smirk and shuddered.
She felt Hyde's chuckle against her back but she kept her pie hole shut, which impressed him so much he kissed her chek.
"Awww," Donna and Mrs. Forman chorused. Jackie giggled.
"Can it!" Red and Hyde said in unison, which made Eric snicker and earn another glare from
his father.
"Now listen you two," Red lowered his voice and waved a finger in Hyde and Jackie's direction.
"I don't care if you are back together. In fact, I'm not surprised. Some people just belong together.
Like me and Kitty."
"Oh, Red!" his wife wrapped her arms around his waist. Hyde grinned. The old man was a master
and he could learn a thing or two from him.
"Mr. Forman, that's so sweet!" Jackie gushed, her hand pressed against her heart.
"It's not sweet. It's the truth," he barked. God forbid anyone think he was sweet. Mr. Forman
and her puddin' pop were a lot alike.
"It is kind of sweet, Red," Kitty winked up at him and squeezed him.
"Never mind that now, Kitty." he said with a look that told her she could remind him about it
later. "I was talking to these two idiots. So, Steven, if you two are going to be-you know-I can't
stop you. But not in my house, you don't." Red waved Kitty off when she started to protest.
"No, Kitty. It's time. He's a grown man and I want all of these dumbasses out of my house."
Hyde caught the smirk Red threw his way and he nodded. "First thing Monday morning, Red.
Jackie and I will look for a place together."
"Oh, Steven!" Jackie squealed and turned in his arms to hug his neck.
"This is going to be interesting," Donna said as she followed Red out of the basement.
Kitty was clutching her hands together and smiling thru her tears at them. She bent down and
kissed both of their heads. "We just love you both so much! Come up for breakfast soon," and she hurried upstairs. She'd forgotten about the bacon cooking on the stove and Red would be mad if it
was burnt.
"Did you want something, Forman?" Hyde squinted up at Eric. Jackie was sliding her smooth
thigh between his and his moron best friend was standing there staring at them.
"Hyde, are you naked?" Eric grinned, just as Hyde had said to him all those years ago when
Red had caught Jackie in Hyde's bed and Eric had only a sheet wrapped around himself.
"Get bent and get the hell outta here, man" he threw a pillow at his nerdy friend.
"But,Hyde-she's the devil," Eric whined but only half-heartedly.
Jackie was too busy sucking on Stevens' neck to respond so she gave Eric the finger instead.
Eric laughed, "I hope you know what you're getting yourself into, my friend."
"I know exactly what I'm getting myself into," Hyde smirked, grabbing Jackie's amazing
ass under the blanket. She squealed. Eric made a gagging noise and fled, slamming the door
behind him.
Hyde looked down into the beautiful amber eyes of the only girl he would ever love. "Damn,
Jackie. Flippin' Forman off was so badass."
"He deserved it," she snapped, going from bitch to angel in the blink of an eye as she smiled
sweetly at him. God, it turned him on when she did that.
"I love you, doll," he murmured into her ebony hair, lifting her hips and sliding into her with one swift stroke.
She gasped. Clutching his shoulders she whispered against his lips. "That's cool."
Grinning, he lightly smacked her rear end. Damn, she was perfect for him. She laughed and wrapped her legs around his hips.
They never did make it upstairs for breakfast.