Author Notes: ….now for something completely different….but still relevant….Thanks to TL22 for the inspiration!

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Chapter 05 – Action

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Winnipeg was bustling with shoppers and baby carriages. Casey looked up from wiping his row of tables to see the same stranger watching him from across the street. The black haired man with the Ray Bans was pretending to read a newspaper and casually drink a cup of coffee.

Casey quickly finished his clean up and carried his bus tray back into the café kitchen. "Hey Frenchie! I gotta leave early today."

The mustachioed café owner/cook looked out from the service window. "Is it the wife again?"

Casey shrugged. "She called. Emergency. You know how it is!"

"Be gone with you then. Just come back tomorrow." Casey heard the words but his feet were already running out the back door as he hopped up and over the fence into the parking lot behind the building. He needed to get home quick. It was time to move again!

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Leila left the stack of paperwork on the edge of Hyde's desk. He looked up, "What?"

She smirked, "You don't pay me enough to ask me that question. It's the bill for that investigator. He found him in Winnipeg. Do you want me to email Kelsolovesdemi?"

Hyde grinned. "No. This is my own personal gift. Have the investigator call me; I need to ask some questions."

"My pleasure…Mr. Hyde." Leila laughed as she exited the office. Steven tapped his fingertips on the bill. Kelso was smarter than he thought. Perhaps it was actually Brooke, thinking for Red's favorite kettlehead – no matter, this little problem was solved….or about to be solved.

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Jackie walked in through the kitchen to find Kitty making stew. "Hey good news."

Kitty looked up and smiled, "Oh honey, we can always use good news. Are you staying for dinner?"

Jackie looked in the pot at the heavy gravy covered beef. "Are you making it extra soft for Mr. Forman?" Kitty only smiled. "I'll make a salad if that's okay." Jackie offered.

"Thank you dear. What's your good news?" Kitty asked.

"Oh, Steven agreed to come to the party so I can add his name to the cake!"

Kitty clapped her hands, "Oh! Red will be so happy! I think that makes six of you kids including Benjamin and then me and Red. What a wonderful number for a party. Red thinks he's getting a fishing pole. Isn't that adorable?"

The two women chatted as they made dinner for the beloved man who was losing his memories to an appalling disease. A man who was once feared and revered but now was at the mercy of others to help him remember where he put his teeth.

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Hyde was sitting out by the pool watching the sun set. It had been a warm day and now the sky was full of beautiful shades of pink, blue and lavender. The scent of roses and blooming night jasmine filled the air. He closed his eyes and tried to think about how it would feel to see all of his old friends again. Kelso probably hadn't changed much, of that he could be sure. Eric most likely had a pot belly and that gray comb over school teachers love to have. That thought had him chuckling.

Donna and Eric had a kid. Hyde had never seen him. The couple of times he spoke to Kitty she talked about him but there weren't any pictures. All he could imagine was a red headed Dennis the Menace.

Jackie. Hyde seriously doubted she had a streak in her hair or let herself gain weight. She was too proud of how she looked to let herself go. She looked damn good back in '92 when they spend the weekend together. If only he hadn't reacted so badly! It really wasn't like she was trying to trap him with a pregnancy – they hadn't even known they were meeting – it was a nice accident.

That whole weekend seemed like a dream now. He missed having the tiny brunette filling the planes and valleys of his naked body. Her warmth and humor always made him laugh. Then there were those little squeaks and moans of pleasure that drove him crazy – her soft skin and silky hair. He missed that. He really missed that.

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The phone rang and as Jackie reached for it, it slid off the coffee table and onto the floor. "You had too much Grey Goose my friend." Pam laughed. Jackie giggled and set her glass on the table and crawled towards her ringing telephone. "Ssshhhh….it might be a potential customer."

"And you are drunk Missy! Let it go to voice mail." Pam refilled Jackie's glass with some goose and cranberry juice. The brunette laughed and grabbed the phone, "Hello! I'm on a goose right now so talk solo. I mean slowly."

"Jackie? Are you drunk?" A low voice murmured in her ear. She smiled at Pam and pointed at the phone. "It's Steven. He wants phone sex."

In her ear, she heard, "That could be fun. Who's with you?"

"My friend Pam." Jackie held out the phone towards her blonde friend. "He wants to talk to you."

"Hello? This is drunk Jackie's friend." Pam laughed. She handed the phone back, "He wants to talk to you. Don't have the sex in the living room okay? I'm drinking here!"

Jackie laughed and struggled to her feet. "I'm taking you to bed Steven."

On the other end, Steven Hyde wondered if she knew exactly what she just said. There was some noise and a tiny burp before she came back on the line. "I'm here. I had to close the door."

"So…you're having a party?"

"Nope. Me and Pam are just celebrating. She sold her 100th house and I made a salad!"

"Sounds like a reason to celebrate to me. Should I call you later?"

"Steven? Do you still have your hair?" Jackie asked out of the blue. He laughed softly into the receiver. "Yes I have hair. Did you really mean that you look like a skunk?"

"Nope. I was just playing around. Talk to me." Jackie closed her eyes and listened to her old boyfriend telling her about his Olympic sized swimming pool and how beautiful the sunset was. She fell asleep with the sound of his voice talking softly in her ear.

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"Dude! You can't call me here!" Kelso whispered into the phone. "You're supposed to be hiding so my family isn't gonna get hurt!"

Casey spoke low, "I know little bro but they found us again. Me and Glo have to leave. Can you wire me some money?"

"God Casey! If Brooke knew I was even talking to you I won't be getting 'tang' with my breakfast anymore if you know what I mean! C'mon, Betsy's gonna be on C-SPAN tomorrow morning, can it wait?"

Casey sounded agitated. "No man, I don't want to be dead and Glo's freaking out. What am I supposed to tell her?"

"Well, since you never introduced your wife, how do I know? Mom and Dad haven't heard from you in 15 years…Casey, this has to stop. Just come home." Kelso replied.

"So you'll send money?"

There was a couple seconds of silence before Michael Kelso spoke. "Awww…you're my brother. The answer to the secret question is firecracker. Got it?"

"Thanks little bro, I'll talk to you later." Casey hung up the payphone and ran back to his tiny Winnipeg apartment. They had safety….for now.

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A/N: Tony…it gets better later…I found my groove…thanks!