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Author's Note: Hi everyone! I know, I know I'm late. I'm so sorry but I lost my internet connection Sunday night and didn't get it back till today. The only place I could you the internet was at school but I forgot my USB. Very smart huh? Hope you guys aren't too mad, and if you are mad now hope you'll be happy after reading the chapter. It's a long one. But not too long! Couple of notes as always. I am so sorry for not updating yesterday, I really am. Thanks for all the reviews and support, I am so happy you guys are enjoying this fic! And finally I am not a doctor or anything else in the medical field. Though I did talk to a nurse today but it was about my grandma and was only for about five minutes. Anywoo enough with my jabbering, Enjoy!

"I'll be right back, Mom."

Kitty smiled, "Alright, Steven."

Hyde then stood up from his seat and placed the camera on the coffee table, purposely leaving it on. He left the room without telling Kitty that the camera was still on.

Hyde had left the camera running, facing Red so he could continue filming the older man sleep. He never expected to capture what was supposed to be a private conversation on tape.

Kitty walked over to her husband's sleeping form, she nudged him slightly, "Red."

The soft tone she used, only caused him to stir for a few seconds. So she tried again.

"Red."

This time she received no response.

She frowned, having enough, and decided to push him just a bit harder.

"Red!" she called out louder, while shoving his shoulder a bit harder.

Right away, Red jolted slightly as he woke up and tried to make it seem like he had been awake this whole time.

"What? What?" he asked still sounding half asleep, "I'm awake. I was just resting my eyes."

Kitty placed her hands on her hips and looked at him disbelievingly, "For two hours?"

Red looked away from his wife for a few seconds. He hadn't realized it had been that long. He looked back up at Kitty and gave a smirk.

"That explains why they feel so rested." Kitty shook her head disapprovingly and so Red decided to change the subject, "How's the video going?"

"It's going great." Kitty replied with a smile, "I think it's so wonderful that years from now our future great great great great grandchildren will be able to see and hear me talking about different things."

Red's smirk grew at his wife's excitement.

"Red, honey you should have Steven help you make one too."

"I don't think so, Kitty." He said shaking his head abit, "I think I'll wait to see how yours turns out."

"Fine, but you never know how long you'll have left. Especially with that cranky clogged up heart of yours." Kitty reminded her husband, who simply rolled his eyes as she continued to ramble, "Which reminds me, did you take your blood pressure medication?"

"I'll take it later." Red said as he reached for the paper and began to open it up, only to be stopped by his wife's hand that kept the paper shut.

"Red Forman, unless you want another heart attack you'll take that medicine."

"Kitty, we got rid of the foreign kid and the kettle head." Red began, "My heart is perfectly safe."

Kitty shook her head and began to protest, "Red…"

"Did you take your medicine yet?" Red interrupted, looking up at Kitty with an eyebrow slightly raised.

"I…No." Kitty answered, suddenly realizing she hadn't.

Red smirked happily, knowing he'd gotten her this time. Now she'd go take her own medicine and he could read his paper in peace. Or so he thought.

Kitty tilted her head to the side, just a bit, "I'll take mine when you take yours."

The smirk on Red's face vanished and he looked up at his wife to see her smile back at him. She knew she had gotten him. Red sighed loudly before tossing the paper to the side and getting up from his chair.

"You get the pills, I'll get the glasses of water." He instructed.

Kitty giggled a small giggle and started following her husband to the kitchen; when unexpectedly he stopped infront of the swinging door and looked back at her.

"Kitty, listen." Red started to say, trying to figure out the best way to word this, "Me and the two dumbasses appreciate you looking after us even while your going through…this…whole mess. But we want you to stop worrying about us and start taking care of you. Put yourself on the top of your list."

"Oh Red, you should know me better by now." She said pausing for a few seconds, "I always put myself towards the end of that list. And I always will. No matter what."

Red sighed a light sigh, "I know sweetheart."

He bent down and kissed the top of Kitty's head before she pushed open the kitchen door and they both disappeared behind it.

~*~

Brooke Kelso sat the kitchen table with her daughter as each colored in one of the many coloring books Betsy had brought from Chicago.

As she reached over and placed the green crayon in the stack of remaining twenty crayola crayons, she took a peak at Betsy's master piece. The little girl was busying herself coloring the picture of a bird, blue.

Brooke smiled at how hard Betsy was trying to stay inside the lines. Of course half that smile was also thanks to the fact that Betsy was now distracted and not asking for something to eat. It was getting closer to the time that they had dinner when they were in Chicago, but Donna and Randy hadn't been seen in almost an hour.

"That's a very pretty birdie, Betsy."

"Thank you, Mommy." Betsy replied as she flashed her father's smile that her mother had to grin at.

"Hey Brooke." A new voice called out, causing Brooke to turn her head towards the basement and find Steven Hyde.

Brooke smiled, "Hi Hyde."

"Hi Uncle Hyde!" Betsy shouted never looking up from her picture.

"Hey kid." Hyde greeted the young child before turning his attention to her mother, "I just thought you should know Kelso and Fez are waiting for you to go down to the basement."

"Could you tell them I'll be down there in awhile?" she asked him.

Hyde shrugged, "I could, but I don't know if they'd hear me."

"What do you mean?" the young mother asked, "What did they do this time."

"Nothing. Just locked themselves into the washer and dryer." Hyde explained and Brooke showed a face of complete astonishment, she tried to ask questions but she was too shocked.

Hyde held back a laugh as he watched his friend's wife struggle for her words, "I don't know how they did it, but I do know why." He told her, having a good feeling about what questions she wanted to ask, "Scooby-Doo went on commercial."

Brooke shook her head and began to slowly shake her head. Those two did crazier things than any of the kids from Betsy's school. That's including the second grader who climbed the top the one of the bookcases last month.

"I…"she shook her head, "Will you watch Betsy while I go down there?"

"Yeah, sure." Hyde nodded.

Brooke said a quick thank you to the curly haired man before telling her daughter she would be right back. Once she said what she needed to, Brooke headed to the basement wondering who was in what.

After Brooke had left the room, Hyde grabbed a bag of chips and tossed them on the table. He then took a seat and began to munch of the chips—getting his goddaughter's attention right away.

"Mommy said no snacks 'fore dinner." Betsy pointed out.

Hyde stopped his hand from dropping another chip into his mouth, to look at the little girl.

"That's true," he nodded, only because he didn't want to tell Betsy her mother was wrong, and then shrugged his shoulder, "but I'm hungry."

""I'm hungry too!"

"Ok, then have a chip." He said offering her the bag.

Betsy scrunched up her nose, "I don't wan chips."

"Then what do you want?" Hyde asked as he continued to eat his snack.

He was actually pretty happy that she had declined his offer of chips. This was the last bag of chips that they had in the house that hadn't gone stale.

"Ummm…." Betsy thought about her options as she scanned her eyes around the room. Suddenly she found something very appetizing, "Cake!"

Hyde frowned. Cake? Who had made a cake? Kitty hadn't baked a cake since before Red left, and that thing had only lasted three days. He looked over at the counter and saw the small coffee cake someone had bought from the store.

"Sorry Bets, I really don't think your mom lets you have cake before dinner." He began to say, "Try again."

"Ice cream!" she shouted.

Hyde smirked and shook his head, "I don't think so. Let's go back to the cake one."

"Ok." Betsy nodded, "I wan cake."

Just as Hyde opened his mouth to respond to the little girl's words the telephone started to ring.

"Hang on a sec, Bets." He said before sluggishly making his way to the yellow phone. "Hello?"

"Steven."

"Oh hey Red." Hyde greeted instantly recognizing his surrogate father's voice.

Before he began speaking again, Hyde remembered that he wasn't alone in the room. He looked back at the table to find that Betsy had gone back to coloring. Though she was probably entertained by that and wouldn't care what he was talking about, she was a Kelso and Hyde couldn't take the chance.

"Um can you hold on a minute Red?" he asked into the phone.

"Make it quick." Red ordered on the other line as he stood in his hotel room in New York, "I'm calling collect."

Hyde didn't bother responding to what Red had said, instead he placed the receiver against his chest and called out Betsy's name before waving her over.

"Uh Betsy why don't you go with your Aunt Jackie?" Hyde suggested once Betsy was at his side, "Do you know where she is?"

Betsy nodded, "She's in the living room."

"Ok, let's take you in there then, ok?" he said already pushing his goddaughter in the next room, "I'm sure she's…"

Hyde's train of thought was suddenly lost a he pushed open the swinging door and saw the scene taking place in the living room. Betsy was right Jackie was in there but what the first grader had failed to mention was that Eric was in there too.

The sight came as a shock to Hyde. Both Jackie and Eric were in the same room watching TV, smiling, snot arguing or calling each other names and pretty much looking like they were enjoying each other's company.

"Is she watching a movie with Forman?" Hyde asked in a whisper.

Betsy nodded, "Yup."

"Why?"

"I don't know." She replied with a shrug.

Hyde shook his head, he was wasting time with this. He gently pulled Betsy back into the kitchen with him.

"Ok, stay here and just be quiet, alright?"

Again Betsy nodded and then skipped her way over to table and back to her coloring book. Hyde felt relieved that she didn't put up a fight—maybe kids weren't too bad. He quickly remembered Red was still on the line.

He placed the receiver back to his ear and started to talk, "Hey Red, sorry about that."

"Who were you talking to?"

"No one. It was the uh…TV." Hyde lied not wanting to go into detail about the guest at the house, "So what's the plan?"

Red took a deep breath before beginning, "Well the next flight over there is tomorrow at noon. I've already got the ticket and I'm just about done with the packing. I'll ned you or Jackie to come pick me up at the airport though. At three thirty."

"That's the time your flight gets in?"

"No." Red answered with a scowl, "My plane get in at four but I don't want to be waiting in the damn airport all day. Got it?"

"Got it." Hyde repeated.

"And if Kitty asks just tell her the convention was boring and full of a bunch of dumbasses." Red went on, "But only if she asks. If she doesn't, don't say anything. It'll give me more time to work on my story."

"Alright." Hyde nodded.

""How's she doing?" Red asked after a short pause.

"She's uh…she's ok." Hyde replied, "She's asleep right now. She'd been sleeping a lot."

"That's good." He nodded understandingly for a few seconds before suddenly stopping, "Right?"

"Yeah, yeah. Angie said it was mostly because of the medicine Mom's on. She actually came over today and put Mom on this new machine medicine thing. She said something about the medication being pretty strong and knocking her out. But at the same time it's helping with the pain. So pretty much if she's sleeping she's not in too much pain." Hyde informed and though Red knew he couldn't see him he nodded along.

""Did you tell Kitty about you talking to me earlier?" Red asked.

Hyde was silent for a few seconds. He could hear the faint bit of hopefulness in Red's voice. He guessed that he really wanted to talk to her.

"Um no…I didn't want to upset her." He told him, "But if you want I can tell her now and you…"

"No, no." Red interrupted, "You said she was asleep. She needs her rest. I'll see her tomorrow."

"Alright." Hyde nodded.

Silence soon took over on both ends of the line. Hyde knew Red would soon want to hang up if the silence continued, but he wanted to let him know one more thing before he got here tomorrow.

"Uh Red," he started, having abit of a hard time, "Mom's been telling us not to bother you at the convention and all, but she really does want you here."

Red nodded, "I know Steven. And if I could, I'd be there in the next five minutes."

This time it was Hyde's turn to node as he noticed another difference between Red and his son.

From the first time he called Red and told him what was going on Red had already started getting ready to come back home. When he'd called Eric, he said he couldn't come home. How Jackie did it, he still didn't know.

"Alright, well then I 'll see you tomorrow Steven." Red began with the goodbyes.

"Right. At four o'clock right?" Hyde asked with a smirk.

Red scowled, "Three thirty."

"I know Red, I know. Bye." Hyde said before moving the phone back to it's stand.

"Was that Granpa Red?"

The little voice surprised Hyde just abit, he'd forgotten that Betsy was in the room. He probably should have been a little more secretive. Too late now.

"Um yeah it was Bets." He nodded walking back to the table, "But don't say anything ok? It's a surprise."

"For Grandma Kitty?" Betsy asked.

"Sure." Her godfather smirked, "But don't tell anyone else either, cause they might tell her ok? It'll just be a secret between you, me, and Grandpa Red, alright?"

Betsy frowned slightly, "Mommy said it not good to have secrets."

"But it's not really a secret." Hyde began, "It's a surprise. And it's only for a day. You think you can do it?"

"Maybe." She said tilting her head abit, "I tink I need something to help me."

Hyde furrowed his brow, "What?"

"Cake!"

"You are your father's daughter." Hyde said with a shake of his head before walking over to the counter to cut two small pieces of the store bought cake.

~*~

"See aren't you glad you saw the movie?" Jackie asked as she walked into the kitchen, Eric not too far behind her.

"Yeah, I guess I can see why they call it a classic." Eric nodded, "But that Holly was kind of stubborn and liked to have things her way or no way."

Jackie frowned, "No she didn't."

"Jackie come on, she called Paul, "Fred." That's not even close to Paul." Eric argued before he shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly, "I knew you were gonna stick up for her."

"How did you know?" the petite brunette asked cautiously.

"Cause you're Holly."

At first Jackie was shocked but slowly she started to grow on the idea. She smiled back at Eric and nodded.

"Ok, you say I'm Holly." She nodded before her smiled turned just a bit more mischievous, "I say you're Cat."

Eric's face fell, "What? No, at least give me some one human." He told her, but she just shook her head—an action he just ignored, "I know I'll be Paul."

"You can't be Paul." Jackie said with a shake of her head.

Eric looked at her slightly confused, "Why not?"

"Because." she said the word in a tone that showed how obvious she thought it was.

Eric held his breath, hoping she wouldn't say what she thought she would. Not that he really cared, but it would sound pretty harsh if she said "Because Paul and Holly end up together."

"His name is 'Fred'." Jackie finished with a smirk.

All of a sudden, the kitchen became quiet.

She didn't say it! Eric was really surprised to hear those words come out of her mouth and not the others that he was expecting. Did this mean something? Did Jackie think they could end up together in the end? Nah. She probably just got nicer. Nah that couldn't be it either. Maybe she just missed that opportunity to burn him.

At the same time that those thoughts were going through Eric head, Jackie's head was filled with her own. She had said the Fred line to annoy Eric at the fact that Holly called Paul "Fred." It wasn't until after she had said it that she realized she could and should've said something about Holly and Paul being in love at the end. Why hadn't she?

"So did you like the movie?" Jackie asked, breaking the silence and deciding she'd think about that later.

"Oh uh yeah, yeah." He nodded, "Let me know when Lunch at Macy's is on and I'll give that one a shot."

Jackie laughed a bit at Eric's joke before a few more occupants came into the room.

"Who had lunch with Pam Macy?" Fez asked as he entered from the basement, Betsy riding his back.

"Not me, I promise!" Kelso quickly said as he put his hands up to defend himself from his wife, "But I do kinda wonder what she looks like now…"

Kelso then drifted off as he thought about his once…his…uh…about Pam Macy. Brooke watched him with a small glare that could easily grow into a bigger one. Jackie noticed the tension and decided to get them off the topic.

"No one was talking about that whore." She said, covering Betsy's little ears at the last word, "We were talking about Breakfast at Tiffany's. Eric and I just finished watching it."

"Oh I love that movie." Brooke gushed, "It's so romantic, too bad there's not romantic stuff like that in real life."

Kelso turned to his wife wide-eyed, he raised up his hands and waved them a bit, "Um hello!"

"Hi." Brooke replied with a tiny wave, still bothered by the fact that Kelso had been day-dreaming about an old flame.

"I'm damn romantic!" the tall man protested, "Remember I brought you that bracelet the other day? As a 'just because' present. I didn't even do anything wrong!"

Brooke's smile started to reappear and Jackie and Fez awed at Kelso's story. Fez louder than Jackie.

"Really Kelso? That is pretty romantic of you." Eric stated.

"It was." Brooke nodded, "Too bad he got it from a police auction."

Three deep glares were sent over to Kelso who had been grinning proudly. However when he saw the frowns on his friend's face, he became a bit confused.

"What?!" he asked loudly, "It was just from a stolen car that was being driven by some guy who murdered some people."

Jackie and Eric together looked over at Brooke, who just nodded her head.

"I want a dress like Audrey Hepburn's in that movie." Fez said a bit dreamy eyes, "I think I would look very sexy in one."

Eric stifled a laugh and patted Fez's shoulder that didn't have a little girl hanging onto it. "Maybe for Christmas, Fez."

Fez grinned happily as he walked over to the table to drop Betsy off on a chair. Meanwhile the four other's in the room were exchanging looks, silently debating on whether or not to get Fez a black sexy dress for Christmas.

"Pizza guy's here!" a voice called out as the glass door slid open.

The group turned to look and saw Randy walking into the kitchen with two boxes of Pizza in his arms. Donna soon came in from behind, carrying two more boxes.

"The Pizza girl too." She said to her fiancé, her feminism side coming out once more.

"Where?!" Fez quickly asked.

He then dashed over to the glass door and scanning his eyes around the driveway looking for a pizza girl in short shorts, a tight t-shirt, a cap, and most importantly a pizza. Instead he saw a stray cat walk across the pavement.

Fez looked back at Donna with a deep scowl, "I do not see a pizza girl!"

"I meant me, Fez." The blonde explained.

The foreign man's face fell with disappointment, "Oh."

Donna glared as she watched her friend sulkily drop himself into a seat beside Betsy.

"Don't worry Babe," Randy told her, moving his arm around her waste, "You can deliver my pizza any time."

Donna frowned at Randy with a small smile also attached. She wasn't sure what to do. Get mad at him for making a somewhat sexist comment or give him a smile for making her feel better. In the end, she went with the smile never noticing that her ex-boyfriend was looking on.

Unlike Donna, Jackie did notice Eric. She saw his slightly hurt expression as he watched them and he saw him try to forget about what he had just seen by looking down at his feet.

While everyone else started helping them themselves to a few slices, Jackie decided to pull Eric aside.

"Eric, could you help me get the paper plates?"

Eric nodded before walking over to where Jackie was standing by the kitchen window near the fridge. He frowned when he saw she already had the stack of paper plates out and ready to be given out. What did she call him for then?

"Are you ok?" she asked him, concern heard in her voice.

"Yeah, sure." Eric nodded, "Why do you ask?"

Jackie shrugged, "I don't know, you just got quiet when Donna and Randy walked in. I didn't know if…"

"I'm fine Jackie." Eric interrupted, "Really. See?"

He then proceeded to smile a big toothy grin in hopes of getting Jackie to believe him. Jackie watched him carefully fro a few seconds before shaking her head.

"Yeah, don't show too much teeth."

"Got it." Eric nodded, and then minimized the amount of teeth showing in his smile.

That earned him a smile from her, "Better."

Eric nodded again before he walked off to the table and joined his friends to get some pizza; just missing Donna as she walked over to where he was just standing with Jackie.

"Hey Jackie," Donna began getting her friends attention right away, "I didn't get the chance to talk to Eric about him staying, but I guess he changed his mind if he's still here. Do you still want me to talk to him?"

Jackie shook her head, "Oh no Donna, it's ok. I talked to him. And I set the plan into action. Everything's fine now."

Donna knitted her brows together as she watched Jackie make her way to the where the others were. Did Jackie just say she had talked to Eric? That was supposed to be her job. Jackie was only going to work on her plan and she was gonna talk to Eric. Now Jackie did both? What the hell?

"Hey where's Hyde?" Kelso asked, his mouth full of pizza.

Jackie looked around "I don't know. He's probably upstairs with Mom. Steven!"

"I'm right here, Jackie. Geeze." Hyde groaned as he rubbed his ears.

"Pizza's here." She told him, "Aren't you gonna eat?"

"Uh yeah. Fez, could you get me a couple of pieces?" Hyde asked the foreign man who was ready to protest until he went on.

"Mom's not feeling too good so I'm gonna eat up there." Hyde continued as he went to one of the cabinets and pulled out a few small orange bottles. "And I think we should switch nights, Jackie."

Jackie looked over at Eric who had looked back at her. He was gonna stay with Kitty tonight. Since it was Jackie's night they were gonna switch places so Eric could spend some time with his mom and Jackie could sleep in her own room.

"Steven, it's my night though. You stayed with Mom last night." Jackie said in a firm voice.

"Yeah, but she's pretty sick right now." Hyde explained "I don't know if you can handle it."

Jackie frowned, she hated when he did this.

"Steven, I was here today when Angela was here. I've been here since Mom got sick. I've been helping take care of her since then. I'm pretty sure I can handle this."

"Jackie…"

"Hey I've got an idea." Randy spoke up from his seat at the table, grabbing everyone's interest. "Why don't we take shifts taking care of Mrs. Forman. Kinda like if she was at a hospital."

"She's not at a hospital." Hyde muttered with a frown.

Donna was among everyone else, wearing a frown on her face, but when she really started to think about it, Randy did have a point.

She nodded, "I think Randy might be right."

Apparently she was the only one though. Both Hyde and Jackie looked pretty annoyed at the suggestion. Eric wasn't paying too much attention to the couple; his concern was on Hyde not wanting to leave his Mom. As for everyone else they sat silently eating their food, until one of them spoke up.

"Actually, it might be a good idea." Brooke began as looked over at Hyde and Jackie, "You guys could get some more rest and we'd all be able to spend some more time with Mrs. Forman."

Jackie was quick to catch on to the message that Brooke was sending her. If they took the shifts, Eric would have some time to spend with Kitty without having to sneak him past Hyde.

"Ok, yeah. It could be two of us for each shift." Jackie said before she started to organize the whole thing, "Donna you and Randy could go together. Brooke you and Michael, because there's no way he's being partnered up with Fez."

"Aww!" both grown men cried, clearly disappointed.

"Fez, you can go with Hyde."

"I do not want to go with Hyde. He is always so grumpy." Fez argued and then remembered Hyde was in the room, waiting for his pizza. Slowly and carefully, Fez walked to the Zen master and handed him the plate of Pizza, "Here you go."

Jackie ignored Fez as he took his seat back at the table, "And then Eric and I will…"

"Wait a minute." Hyde interrupted, "Forman's gonna be in on this too?"

While Eric avoided his brothers eyes, Jackie was quick to defend him.

"She's his mother."

"I know that, Jackie." Hyde replied and then turned his attention to Eric, "I thought you were leaving tonight."

Eric froze, he didn't know Hyde knew. And by the looks of everyone else, they didn't either.

"Um I decided not to go." He answered in a somewhat shaky voice, but did look up at Hyde.

Jackie crossed her arms and took over, "He's staying for Mom."

"Yeah, but for how long?" Hyde scoffed abit.

"As long as he wants to…"

"Exactly." Hyde said, starting to loose his Zen, "I don't wanna take the chance of him leaving while he's supposed to be taking care of Mom."

"Steven…" Jackie started to protest only to be cut off.

"No Jackie, just forget it ok. You can forget about this whole shift thing too, alright?" Hyde ordered more than suggested, "I'm staying with Mom tonight, and you can stay…some other night."

Hyde turned himself around and with Kitty medicine in one hand and his plate in the other, he headed out of the kitchen. Everyone watched him exit, no one daring to say a word. Suddenly he turned right back around to face the soundless group.

"Oh and by the way, Red's coming home tomorrow."

And the he was gone leaving his friends not only speechless but pretty scared too.

Fez looked around nervously, "Did he say Red is coming home?"

"Tomorrow?" Kelso questioned in a similar tone.

"Aye, I am going back to Chicago." Fez announced to everyone before darting out to the driveway.

Kelso jumped out of his seat, "Right behind you, buddy!"

Author's Note: There you are my friends, Chapter 13 of "Two Weeks" Hope you liked!

Who told Hyde about Eric's plan to leave? Why didn't Jackie say something about Holly and Paul ending up together? Will Donna still talk to Eric, even though Jackie told she didn't have to? What will happen when Red comes home? And are Fez and Kelso really going back to Chicago? Confused? You won't be after the next chapter of "Two Weeks"

Until next time, thanks for reading, hope you liked, please review and lemme know what you think, stay tuned, take care, and have a nice day!