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Back to the 70s	By : Wicked_Chocolate Category: S through Z > That 70's Show Views: 5729 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Back to the 70s
Pairings: Jackie Burkhart/Steven Hyde (main), Donna Pinciotti/Erik Forman, Fez/Nina Bartell, Michael Kelso/Brooke Rockwell
Rating: M / X / NC-17 for future chapters for swearing, violence, blood and sexual content.
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘That ‘70s Show’ or any of its characters. NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED!
A/N: Here’s the fifth chapter. No episode rewrite or quotes. A little bit shorter than the last chapters but it worked better with a cut. XD
Please leave a comment; even if it is criticism, I’m striving to get better after all. Enjoy!

Chapter 5: She works hard for the money
Point Place, Wisconsin
November 18, 1977
Location:
Forman’s Basement
The rest of the school week went by without any big hitch, except for one little thing: Kat Peterson was a bitch.
Okay, so this wasn’t exactly news to anyone.
Anyway, she made sure that Jackie always took the fall for every mistake that happened in training. Becky and Mia, her little mindless drones, backed her up of course.
Everything was her fault and nothing she did was good enough. By Friday she finally had enough, she packed her uniform— she was definitely keeping it— and quitted the cheerleading squad. Not before she left some itching powder in the uniforms of the rest of the team and change Kat’s Shampoo with green color of course, thanks Fez!
To say her friends were shocked would be an understatement. Jackie had always been the bitchy cheerleader, her quitting the team was weird, even though they enjoyed her little revenge. Not that anyone could prove that Jackie was involved, she made sure it looked like the act of a rival team.
“Sorry babe, no cat fight in the uniforms.” She whispered to Steven, after she told the others all about it. She was sitting in his lap again and turned her head, so she could kiss his cheek apologetically.
“That’s cool. To see them run around screaming and scratching themselves on the football field was great too.”

“Yes. I saw two pair of boobs when some of the girls threw their clothes away.” Fez said enthusiastically.
Michael clapped his foreign friend on the shoulder. “Yeah that was awesome!”
“I still can’t believe your coloured Kat’s hair green.” Donna laughed.
Erik laughed with his girlfriend: “It was pretty cool, I wish you did that to Laurie once. Then again, hitting her in the eye was even better.”
“I’m glad I could amuse you all.” Jackie answered with a wry smile.
Steven’s arms were around her and his hand was lying on her knee, tightening for a second. “It was funny, but are you sure about it? I mean, cheerleading is just another way for schools to divide the students into cliques to prepare their young minds for a future where they won’t question it, when corruption let some people have everything, while others have nothing … but I thought you liked it.”
“…right.” Sometimes she wondered how Steven came up with this stuff. Were there club meetings where he exchanged theories with other paranoid people? Never mind.
“Look, I liked cheerleading but the girls were never my friends, we just hang out because we were popular and as such were supposed to do so.” Hm … maybe Steven was on to something? “And without it, I’ll still have time between school and my new job to see you.” She kissed him on the nose.
“Aaaaawww.” Erik and Donna made cutesy noises.
“Stop it!” Steven snapped at them.
“No, you stop cuddling. It gives me needs…” Fez sighed desperately.
“I don’t cuddle.” Steven said, but contrarily to his words his arms just tightened around her.
Michael grimaced. “Yeah right …”
Frankly Jackie was fed up with his attitude. He’s been making degrading comments all week and when he wasn’t doing that, he was trying to feel her up or win her back. Even worse, just like she remembered, he made all kinds of lewd comments that only angered Steven. Not that he really had something to tell here. Their sex life had only really begun after they got back together, he probably learned a lot from Laurie and all those other sluts.
At this point of her life she had only known the rushed encounters, hell they only had 15 minutes for their first time before her parents came back. It was enough for Michael but Jackie hadn’t been used to sex, so it wasn’t always comfortable. He tried of course, but he had been a virgin before her himself. He didn’t really know how to make it better for her.
It was no wonder that most of the time, it was just her giving in, after he had begged and pushed her for hours. It was like a chore she just wanted to get over with, but it had been okay. She just thought this was how it was supposed to be, that men just enjoyed this more than women. It wasn’t like she could talk with the other cheerleaders about it and Donna had never done it before, so who should she have asked? Her mother? Not likely.
It was only much later, when they had been back together that it had been rather nice, after he finally knew how to make her enjoy it too.
Still … there had been only one guy who really blew her mind, and she was sitting on his lap right now. Not that he had any chance to do that in this time yet, but they would do it eventually and she didn’t want Michael to ruin this. She got that he was hurt, but it was his own fault, it was just his pride that couldn’t handle it … combined with his libido most likely. But his behaviour was irritating Steven, just like it did in her time. No wonder he had been so uncertain and wouldn’t trust her when it came to Michael … and her own insecurities had only made it worse, but not this time. She would put an end to this. Michael had to taste his own medicine for a change.
“It’s not only cuddling Michael. It’s foreplay. Not that you would know anything about that.” She finally said.
Everyone stared at her for a moment in shocked silence, before they began laughing, only Michael was displeased of course.
“Oh burn, Kelso!” the redhead giggled, hiding her face in Erik’s shoulder to muffle her laughter when Kelso jumped up from his seat, only to bang his knee on the table before him.
“Oh I feel for you my beautiful friend.” Fez said, trying to sound consoling. It would have worked better, if he had stopped grinning.
“Oh yeah?! You… that … I mean… argh damn it! I’m getting a coke.” he spluttered and went upstairs, pouting.
“Nice one, Jackie. You’re full of surprises this week.” Erik clapped his hands together and everyone began laughing again.
She couldn’t help but laugh too, Michael’s face had been funny, but she also felt a little guilty. She wanted to keep him as a friend, he would always be important to her, but he had to learn that he couldn’t behave this way.
“Foreplay, hm?” she felt Steven’s warm breath caressing her skin, as he whispered in her ear and shuddered a little. His voice wasn’t only silent so the others wouldn’t hear him over their laughter, it was also lower than normal, a little rough. She knew that tone well, it reminded her of very pleasurable moments.
She had to get a grip. Her body may be younger, but her mind was still more mature than this Steven. He shouldn’t be able to catch her off guard like this. Two could play this game! Taking his hand in hers she moved it a little higher on her leg, still innocent enough, except for her turning her head and whispering: “Every time you touch me it’s a turn on, I thought foreplay would be a simple way to describe it.”
She saw him swallowing hard, but he pulled himself back together remarkably fast.
Snorting, he caressed her leg lightly. “That idiot really didn’t know what to do with you, huh? Wait until I show you real foreplay.” The tone of his voice was joking, breaking up this intense moment before their friends could notice it, but there was a darker undercurrent in it that told her this was a promise, one he intended to keep.
Now she had to swallow. How the hell did he do that? She was the one with all the information, with all the experience, but all that was in her mind didn’t seem to matter. Her body was swapped away by Steven’s voice alone, in a way that couldn’t be normal. Then again, he always had a profound affect on her.
Coughing slightly, she noticed that the laughter died down. Thankfully the others didn’t seem to have noticed what they had been talking about and were staring at the TV instead. Looking at her watch she sighed. “I have to go now. I want to shower and change at home, before I go to work.” Absentmindedly she patted Steven’s hand and stood up, only to be pull back into his lap.
“I’m going with ya.” He said.
“Yes. I won’t believe it until I see it.” Erik nodded.
Of course he would like to see her work. It was funny to be back in this I-love-to-hate-yo-phase of their friendship, when she knew they could be so much closer. Well she would have to work on that.
“Then you have to wait until tomorrow. Today I’m only watching the other waitresses to see how they work and they show me where everything is. I don’t need you to watch me while I’m watching things. It won’t be any fun for you either. Tomorrow is my real first day, then you can see me sweat.” She grinned winningly at her friends and within minutes they agreed. Her boyfriend was a different story, his arms were still strong around her.
Sighing she turned to him. “Steven, I won’t be working today, I’ll be watching. The boss will be around me, the other waitresses will show me everything and the barkeeper Mike is build like a tank, nothing will happen. You can watch me when I really work, we agreed on this already.” She reminded him softly.
“You agreed on this.” He grumbled back, but his grip lightened.
“Tomorrow.” He said.
“Tomorrow.” She promised, before kissing him slowly, enjoying the sensual meeting of their lips thoroughly.
Begrudgingly she released his mouth and said: “I really have to go. I don’t want to be late on my first day.”
“Go on then.” But before she could pull back he whispered in her ear: “I will stay your whole shift tomorrow Jackie. Don’t think I won’t.”
She could only nod, Steven was always protecting her in his own way and this time she had nothing against it. She was a little nervous. Not about today, but about the real work the next day. Not that she was afraid of the work itself, being a cheese maiden, sweeping hair in a salon and most importantly being the assistant of Christine St. George, taught her how to make nice with people who behaved badly and who she would normally tell off. She knew hard work, but this was still new and she was a little nervous.
Well there was nothing to it. Giving him another short kiss she finally stood up and surprisingly enough, he actually let her go.
“I’ll see you all tomorrow!” she smiled and waved as she left the basement.
At home she made a quick job of showering before she stood clad in a robe in her room, undecided. She needed clothes that she wouldn’t mind getting dirty, if you deal with drinks you could always spill something, but she also had to look good. She wanted to make a lot of tips after all.
She sat in front of her mirror and put on some smoky make up. A little darker and stronger than she normally would, just like she styled her hair in wilder locks. It made her look a little older and a lot sexier, which would help.
Moving towards her closet now, she put on some underwear and pulled out some dark pants. Yes, they would work, together with some of her boots … she pulled them on and rummaged through her closet, finding one of the band T-shirts she bought on a whim, when she was following Steven everywhere. Fingering it, she looked over to the pair of scissors on her desk, an idea forming in her head and a smile forming on her face.
Oh yes … that would work beautifully.

He couldn’t believe his eyes. Jackie was serving costumers like she never did anything else in her life. She took orders, made recommendations and balanced those trays full of drinks from the bar to every table without any trouble. She did all this joking and smiling and … holy hell in the tightest black jeans he had ever seen. How could she even move in that thing?
It didn’t exactly help, that half of the guys here were staring at her ass. The other half was looking at her bare midriff. She was wearing a KISS T-Shirt— and when the hell did she get that— that hung low on her shoulders, but even more noticeably it was cut off to show part of her smooth belly. Her clothes only accentuated the way her hips moved enticingly every time she walked up to a table, or worse, when she bent down to put the drinks on them. He would enjoy the display much more, if there wasn’t a bar full of other guys staring at her.
His only consolation was that the others were just as stunned as he was.
“I can’t believe it. She is actually working. Working!” Forman exclaimed.
“I can’t believe she is so nice to everyone.” Kelso grumbled. His irritation still stemmed from Jackie’s burn yesterday, but it didn’t stop him from staring at her just like every other man here did. It already earned him a frog in the shoulder from Hyde.
“Where did she get those clothes? Even her make up is darker.” Donna made a face, as if she couldn’t believe she even noticed something like that, but Jackie really did look different.
“Who cares? I enjoy it. Beer and a nice view. Fez is in heaven.”
It reminded him to take a big gulp of his own beer to calm down. The barkeeper, Mike, really was build like a tank, but just like Bud, he gave them beer as long they showed him their fake identification. Thankfully his Zen was still intact, you wouldn’t know how much this situation pissed him off by looking at him. He looked relaxed, leaning back in his chair and nursing his beer, as if he wasn’t planning to murder half the patrons in his head. Sadly enough he couldn’t do anything. They might looked at her and some may even flirted—damn that guy was forty, she could be his daughter for Gods sake— but no one went overboard and touched or insulted her.
He should be so lucky, at least then he could punch someone. This would be a long evening…
At that moment the small brunette sauntered over to them. “Enjoying your evening so far? Can I bring you another round?” She smiled just as professional as with the other patrons, but she winked at them to show she was just playing a part.
The others gaped at her, just as they did when she greeted them and served them their first round, but eventually they got a hold of themselves and ordered something.
“And for you sugar? Another beer?” She smiled wickedly at him, coming much closer than she did with anyone else. It was both to ease his mind and to tease him, he was sure of it. How she could see behind his Zen was beyond him. It also made him a little uncomfortable, but right now he was glad everyone could see how she fawned over him, how she flirted with him. That would show those idiots.
“Yeah. That’s cool.” He laid his hand on the bare flesh of her hips and tucked her closer. He knew he was acting possessive, but right now he didn’t give a fuck. She didn’t even throw a fit, instead she obliged him and bent down to kiss him. Burying his fingers in her hair, he kept her down, plunging her mouth with his tongue, claiming her as much as he could here in front of everyone. It was a good minute before he let go of her and she straightened immediately, albeit a little out of breath and slightly flushed. Damn it, that glazed look in her eyes was even hotter.
“I’ll be right back with your drinks.” She slipped back into professional mode, but her voice had definitely wavered.
She was ignoring everyone staring at her, but Hyde couldn’t stop his pleased smirk. Let them watch all they want, she would be leaving with him. She was taken and now they all knew it.

On her way to the bar her legs wobbled a little. She was glad when she reached the counter, it was something to hold onto and steady herself with. Giving Mike the orders, she risked a look back to the table. Steven! Damn him, if he wasn’t looking very pleased with himself right now, downright smug even. Not that she could blame him, she had enjoyed his ministrations very much, but she knew what he was doing, he was staking a claim because he was jealous. Not that he would ever admit such a thing.
“Quite the little display you gave us just now. Isn’t that Bud’s boy?” Mike asked, as he handed her the drinks.
Not really, but she couldn’t exactly tell anyone that. “Yes that’s him. Steven is my boyfriend.” She explained and took another calming breath before she went back to her friends.
“Here you go.” She smiled as unaffected as she could and everyone seemed to buy it, everyone but Steven that is. He still radiated a self-satisfaction that would be hard to rival. Rolling her eyes she left the table again, to look after the other one’s.
With all the work that evening was passing by quickly and her friends had left a while ago, except for Steven. He was there until they closed and he was waiting outside for her after she and Mike had cleaned up and handled the money. Pocketing her tip money in her coat she walked towards the lone figure leaning against her Lincoln.
He reached out for her, but instead of pulling her closer, he made her stop and … buttoned her coat? Hyde methodically worked one button after another, until you couldn’t see any bare patch of skin anymore. She could hardly contain her amusement. It was so weird for Steven to put her close on, normally it was the other way around.
“It’s cold.” He shrugged, as if to answer her bemused gaze, but she knew it wasn’t the truth.
Okay so it was cold, but the real reason behind this little manoeuvre was that there were still a few patrons around in front of the bar, talking to each other, obviously not ready to go home yet. He didn’t want them to see what was his. She felt a mixture of irritation and laughter coming up her throat but she just nodded. She would give this to him. He had endured it the whole evening and she wasn’t about to push him.
“Come on, I’ll drive you home.” He said, holding his hand out for her keys.
She panicked for a moment. Her father still wasn’t back and her mother was staying at a friend’s house in Kenosha, which really meant she was getting drunk and searching for the next boy toy to take back with her to her hotel room. They hadn’t been there a single time when Steven brought her home. Normally it was earlier and she could excuse it with work or other engagements, but one of these days he was about to notice. She wasn’t ready for this discussion yet and it would definitely seem weird if they weren’t at home in the middle of the night.
“Actually … it’s late and you would have to walk all the way to Bud’s. Why don’t I drive and drop you off first?”
“Nah, it’s fine. You must be tired after all that work and it’s not that far. I like to walk.” He shrugged, reaching for her keys again.
She gave them up, because she didn’t have any excuse not to. She was tired and normally she liked it when he was driving her, even if he had to walk after. It would be weird to refuse now. Climbing into her seat she tried to calm down as he started the car and drove her home.
Biting her lips nervously she began to think for an excuse. It was late … they were asleep! Yes! It was totally normal for a house to be dark at this hour, she would just tell him her parents were already asleep. He probably wouldn’t even ask, he did once but that was in broad daylight, he wouldn’t wonder at night, would he?
She was relieved when they arrived in her driveway and they both climbed out of the car, beside her worry she really was bone tired … this work would take some getting used to. She walked up to Steven and wrapped her arms around him. To her relief he hugged her back instantly and she tilted her head up to kiss him good-bye.
He met her halfway and all the weariness seemed to fall off from her shoulders. Everything but she and Steven ceased to exist, it was always like this when their lips met. One would think she would have gotten used to it after all this time, but she didn’t. She sighed as they pulled apart, slowly opening her eyes to look up to him, but something was wrong. Even in the dark of the night and with his shades on, this close she could see that he wasn’t looking at her, instead he was looking over her head.
“Jackie … where is your parent’s car?”
She cringed. He probably had the same thoughts she had before, that it was late and of course the lights would be out if her parents were asleep, but he had thought about something she had totally forgot. Her parent’s car. Of course the Lincoln was also their car, but Jackie used it, because her parents had more than one car.

“It … in the garage of course, where else would it be, silly?” she laughed and poked his nose, trying to keep the nervousness out of her voice. She had to be convincing now. She really didn’t want to talk about her parents, it would only raise more questions, complicated questions that she couldn’t answer without revealing some ugly truths. How could she explain things if she wasn’t even sure what to do about them herself? Now was hardly the time or the place.
“Right…” he mumbled. It was a reasonable explanation, but she could see he wasn’t convinced.
She grabbed his face and kissed him again, a little harder and more desperate than before, everything to keep his mind occupied, to keep him from asking any more questions.
She could feel him hesitating, but finally he kissed back, even though it had an edge to it. His mouth was more forceful than before, showing her he knew that he was being cut off and he wasn’t exactly pleased about it, but as they pulled apart he didn’t ask any more questions.
“Get inside. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He finally said.
“Yes. Thanks for bringing me home. Goodnight Steven.”
He waved and walked away. Looking after him, she knew he let her off the hook. For today. But it wouldn’t work forever. There were too many things, too many little changes that would bother him. Steven wasn’t stupid and he knew from his own experiences how a neglected child acted. Suspicions were forming in his head, questions that would demand an answer sooner or later. Knowing Steven, it would probably be sooner. She had to get her wits about her if she wanted to buy herself some more time to figure things out.
And she did. For the next two weeks she behaved normally in school, met her friends regularly in the basement and let Steven hover over her at work, until he finally realized that nothing bad was happening to her there and he stopped coming every time she had a shift. It also helped that her mother was finally back at home and had a little gathering with her friends there on Thanksgiving Day. She made Steven take her home that day. He didn’t go inside with her, but he could see the second car in front of the house and could clearly hear the voices from inside. It helped calming him down and making her lies more believable, Steven finally acted normal again.
Everything seemed to work out great for her and she finally relaxed again.
This should have been a warning to her, because naturally that was the time when everything blew up in her face.
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