A/N: And we're back, and it's time for the penultimate chapter of this fic. I have had lots of fun writing it, and hopefully you guys have enjoyed reading this fic in general, as well as obviously this chapter even half as much, as I've enjoyed writing it. Enjoy.

San Francisco, California

March 11th, 1990, 11:06 AM

The Love And Joy Hotel

The knocking on the door kept on going. It had gone on for at least 5 minutes, and at this point it was really starting to get on his nerve. Hyde had hoped, he could just ignore it, but whatever hotel staff it was, was clearly very insistent. That was annoying. Hyde glanced at the alarm clock on the table, he wasn't late yet. The staff clearly hated him, if they wanted to keep knocking for that long. He groaned, as he got up. "Yeah, yeah, I'm not even late," he said, not sure if whoever was on the other side, could even hear him.

Once Hyde opened the door, it wasn't actually hotel staff on the other side, or even Kelly's annoying cousin Fred, back to ramble more about the Hamptons. It was Donna. 8 months pregnant, and dressed in sweats, the latter was weird, considering they had to be at the damn chapel in about an hour. "Hey there big Red, literally," Hyde said, earning him a punch in the shoulder. "Alright, guess I deserved that. What are you even doing here, shouldn't you be doing Kelly's hair or some shit?"

"Well, I'm guessing since it looks like you slept in your suit and just woke up, you don't know," Donna started. Hyde narrowed his eyes. He didn't know what the hell, she was talking about. Hyde stepped back, and let her into his room. "Fez and Kelly aren't getting married. He called it off last night, after the rehearsal dinner."

"Wait what?" Hyde replied. Surely, Fez had to be joking, or panicking, or something. That was the only logical explanation. Surely, he wasn't dumb enough to actually run out on his own wedding, like Forman had done the first time. Fez might agree with Kelso a lot of the time, but surely he wasn't that much of a moron. "Where the hell is Fez?"

"He took off, after I finished talking to him. Apparently, Kelly's brother is a professional quarterback, and Fez didn't want to repeat history," Donna said. He couldn't exactly say, he blamed Fez for that. Better safe than sorry and all that shit. Even if Hyde still had no idea, what the hell Fez was doing. "Fez just wanted to tell one of us before he took off, and he couldn't wake Eric up, because I may have made him go look for cookies at 4 AM- Whatever."

"What the hell happened? He was all ready to marry the chick?" Hyde said, recalling Fez' bachelor party two days ago, where Fez had been rambling about what candy, Kelly's babies would be like, and if Forman thought Kelly would look hot in her wedding dress. It was weird, but Fez had been very drunk at that party. Even if Forman had ended up a lot more drunk, and with Big Red's makeup on. Donna shrugged.

"He said, he'd been thinking about it for a while. But Jackie said something last night, that convinced him or something," Donna said, suppressing a yawn. Forman might have been the one, who had to go get cookies, but Donna clearly hadn't slept much either. "I don't know what he meant by that."

"They probably eloped to Vegas or some shit," Hyde said, almost under his breath. Donna stared at him. He didn't necessarily like thinking the worst of Jackie, but it right now, it seemed to be the easiest way out. "You know Jackie likes a big romantic gesture, and Fez was probably lured away with the promise of doing it."

"Wait- How the hell, did you leap to that conclusion?" Donna asked, and crossed her arms. She shifted a little from foot to foot. "Are you high or something?"

"Man, I wish," he grumbled and sat down on his bed. Dancing with Jackie last night, almost kissing her again, her essentially rejecting him, it was all muddled up in his head. He felt like he could barely think straight. Although, that might be related to the beers, he'd had last night. That didn't stop him from really wanting to go back to sleep though.

"Hold on a minute, you're not still-" Donna started, like a thought was forming in her head. A grin was tugging at the edge of her mouth. He glared at her, but the grin only got more smug. "Why do you care so much, what Jackie is or isn't doing?"

"Maybe, I just don't want her to ruin one of my best friends' wedding? You think of that?" he bit back. There was a definite smirk on her face now, and she was clearly trying not to say, whatever the hell, it was she was thinking.

"If you say so, Hyde," Donna said, clearly still thinking something. But pregnant ladies got weird ideas, didn't they? That had to be why, she was thinking that. Even if he knew, in the back of his head, that she wasn't necessarily that far off base, he wasn't about to admit it. He got shaken out of his thoughts by another door knock, this one even more insistent than the last one. "Might be someone, who wants to tell us the wedding's off," Donna said.

"Steven, I need to talk-" Jackie started, as soon as the door opened.

"I knew it!" Donna practically shouted with a fist pump, before Hyde could even process the fact, that Jackie had actually shown up. Jackie didn't say anything else, practically looking like she hadn't even noticed Donna.

"Could we maybe get some privacy, big Red?" Hyde said in Donna's general direction. Donna's smile was practically impossible smug, and he just glared at her. She finally decided to take a hike, and left the room, closing the door behind her. Neither of them said anything for a moment. Jackie shuffled a little from foot to foot. He had his hands buried in his pockets. "Shouldn't you be half way to Vegas with Fez by now?"

"Oh, for god's sake, Steven!" Jackie exclaimed. "Fez and I were together for barely a month! What the hell, gave you that idea?"

"Whatever. Donna said, Fez said he broke off the wedding because of you," he said without looking at her. But he figured there was no point in trying to hide the reason why. It wasn't like it was going to change anything anyway.

"Because of something I said, not because of me. He broke it off because of Caroline," Jackie fired back. "And he'd been thinking about it for a while anyway, so you can't blame me, you jerk!"

"Crazy Caroline?" he asked with what was probably a raised eyebrow. Jackie glared at him. But she was serious, he wasn't a complete dumbass, and he knew Jackie. There was a long pause again, he wasn't sure if Jackie was waiting for him to say something or not. Fez back together with Caroline, that was certainly- something. "Huh."

"Look, Steven I- I came here because I came up with a reason," Jackie said, considerably quieter than before. He was pretty sure, he gave her a confused look. She took a step closer to him, but there was still a considerable distance between them. He could hear his pulse quicken, pumping in his ears. Whatever, Jackie was going to say, she didn't seem sure how to do it.

"You made me happy, Jackie," he said, his throat tight. It was what, he should have said last night, and he knew it. He had no idea, what Jackie was going to say, but he should say it. Jackie was just staring at him. Hyde wasn't an idiot, he knew she was going to need more than that.

"Look man," Steven continued, like the words could barely come out of his mouth. Jackie's entire body was quivering, but she remained nailed to the ground. She hadn't expected Steven to say anything. "Wasn't used to- you know, having a girlfriend. But you got me, most of the way anyway. And- and hanging out with you was always fun, even if you were yapping my ear off about some of the cheerleader crap- I missed you, when you weren't around the basement. Started worrying I was turning into Forman, that's how much I missed you."

"Steven-" Jackie started, her voice barely audible, not even entirely sure what she wanted to say. He'd said more to tell her, his actual feelings than he had about her, in such a long time. Maybe ever, really. Jackie was almost worried, she was going to wake up, and having this all be one big nightmare or something like that.

"And I, um I didn't have that with any other chick. Just you," Steven continued. He averted his eyes for a moment, before looking at her again. Something inflated in her chest, and Jackie's breath caught in her throat. "You know, if you wanted a reason, man."

"Steven, I'm still in love with you," Jackie said, finally working up the courage to say what she'd actually come here to say. Steven just stared at her, his mouth actually hanging slightly open. But there was a look in his eyes, one that Jackie hadn't seen in so long, but instantly recognized. Everything was buzzing underneath her skin. "And it terrifies me, because what if we screw this up again? I can't screw it up again, Steven."

"We won't screw it up again," Steven said. Jackie wasn't sure how the hell, he could possibly know that. She must have given him a look, because he reached out and cupped her cheek in his hand. Jackie found herself leaning into his hand. His hands were warm, they'd always been warm.

"How do you know that?" Jackie said quietly. His thumb stroked across her cheek, and Jackie's eyes fluttered shut. "You never know anything, how do you suddenly know?"

"Come on, Jackie, we might have screwed a lot of crap up, but we're not that dumb. Neither of us ever glued ourselves to the Formans' fridge," Hyde said, making her let out a breath of a laugh. She opened her eyes again, and met his blue eyes. Something in her guts made a somersault, and Jackie smiled brightly. "We'll be fine," Steven said, and there was something about that, that reassured her.

Jackie curled a hand behind his head, immediately burying her fingers in his hair and pushed herself up to press her mouth against his. Steven responded immediately, opening his mouth to meet her. Everything was tingling underneath Jackie's skin, and Steven's other arm wrapped around her to pull her closer towards him. His teeth graced her lip, and Jackie let out a whine. God, she'd missed this, she had missed this ridiculously much. Jackie wasn't sure how you could miss kissing someone so much.

It felt good, felt amazing, to just be able to do this. She didn't have to worry about this being a bad idea, or about them making a mistake, she could just kiss Steven, because wanted to. Jackie really really wanted to. She backed him towards the still made hotel bed, and Steven sat down on the edge. In the back of her head, she thought she could hear something that sounded a little bit like knocking. She made a quick decision and swung a leg on each side of his. "Fuck-" Steven said, breathing heavily, as both of them caught their breath. Heat rushed through her. "Fuck, you're amazing."

"Steven," she said, her fingers still running through his curls. She took a deep breath, her chest heaving. He was smiling with his eyes, a look Jackie could recognize from a long time ago. A look that had usually been directed at her. "We still need to talk," she said softly.

"Yeah, I know," he said, a hand stroking up and down her arm. Jackie's smile grew wider, if that was even humanly possible.

"That's a first," she said with a breathy laugh. The hand that isn't on her arm brushed a curl behind her ear, and something about that made heat in Jackie's chest flare up. She almost leant forward to kiss him again.

"Gotta start somewhere, grasshopper," Steven fired back, making her grin. She scooted closer to him, making him let out a small noise. Jackie angled her head, and pressed her lips against his mouth. She didn't deepen her kiss, and neither did Steven, they just stayed together for a long moment. There's a knocking on the door, but Jackie blocks out the sound of that. Both of his hands are cupping her face now, and Jackie could honestly stay like this. Just stay like this, for as long as either of them liked. She didn't need anything else.

This time the knocking is louder, more insistent, and finally they pull apart, if nothing else to catch their breath. But the knocking doesn't stop, and finally with an eyeroll, Jackie slides off his lap, and heads for the door. However, the person on the other side of the door, was probably not the one, Jackie had expected to see, if anyone had asked her about it later.

"I- I think my water just broke," Donna said with a heavy breath, leaning against the door frame, her face contorting in a grimace.

"But- wait what now?" Steven started, and Jackie thought back to their conversation. Donna had said, it was 38 weeks, so maybe it did kind of make sense.

"Steven, go get Eric," Jackie said, turning towards him, trying to rationalize the whole thing. Donna hadn't expected to give birth before 39 or 40 weeks, but she wasn't a complete idiot, so she had to have brought something. Steven still looked entirely caught off guard. Jackie gave him a more pointed glare, that had always seemed to do the trick way back when. "Now, Steven."

"Right," Steven said, moving past them but not before brushing his fingers against the back of Jackie's hand. It lasted a moment too long to not be deliberate, and the thought made Jackie's toes curl. Donna groaned, whether it was because of Jackie and Steven, or more likely because her water had just broken, Jackie wasn't too sure.

"Sorry," she said holding her hands up in defence, she then offered Donna an arm. "More important things, sorry!"