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Author's Note: Hello All! Happy Monday! Any of you watch the Super Bowl or were you guys like me and only tuning in for the commercials lol. Thanks for all the reviews you guys I am so happy you guys are enjoying the story and don't worry Red will be home soon…maybe… Quick little notes, Happy Belated birthday to Mr. Ashton Kutcher who turned 32 yesterday! I am so looking forward to Friday! (Valentines Day comes out whoa hoo!) Oh and also this Chapter is my longest yet, I couldn't cut it because then it would end up being to short or would end awkwardly so you guys got lucky and got a long chap this week, hope this won't decrease the number of reviews I get. And finally, please remember I am not a doctor nor am I training to be one. I did go to the hospital earlier this week but only spent time in the waiting room (No worries everything is fine!) Thanks for everything you guys it really means a lot and now I'm stifling myself and letting you get to your reading. Enjoy!

"How do you think you handled all of this?" Hyde asked from behind the camera, "The diagnosis and all."

"Terribly." Kitty answered, "I did. From the very beginning. I ignored all the signs and refused to go to the doctor." she went on with a shake of her head, "Which is why, whenever you feel different in any way, especially in a bad way, I want you to go visit your doctor. As soon as you can, all of you. Is that understood?"

The camera moved up and down as Hyde nodded his head.

Kitty smiled, "Good. Anyways, once the doctor told me about the cancer I was upset, just as most cancer patients are." she explained, "But I never once thought that this was going to be the end. I knew I had to do the treatments and all the surgeries, and I would be just fine. Because the world is just not ready to be without Kitty Forman."

"It sure isn't." Hyde agreed as Kitty continued to smile at the camera.

~*~

An hour or so later, the group was reconnecting in the living room.

Eric sat on the living room couch and beside him were the Kelsos. Kelso was sitting next to Eric and Brooke sat beside him while stroking Betsy's hair as she sat between them, fast asleep. Donna and Randy were seated on the piano bench. Fez sat Indian style on the floor and Jackie had made herself comfortable in Red's chair.

"And my class had the highest percent in passing the state exam test." Eric went on to say, he had been asked how his work was going in Seattle.

"Uh-huh. Uh-huh." Kelso nodded, sounding like he wasn't paying very much attention, "So are there any hot chicks there?"

"Michael!" Brooke scolded as she hit his arm with her free hand.

"Ow! What?!" he exclaimed as he touched his injury, "It's a geography question!"

His wife only rolled her eyes in response. The others seemed just as uninterested in the answer. Well except for Fez.

"Yes, and it is a very good question. I need to start planning my next vacation!"

Eric couldn't help but smile, these two would never change. He was grateful that. Shaking his head he answered the question. "Sorry Fez, I don't really go out very much. My work at school's pretty much how my time's spent."

Everyone went quiet and Fez and Kelso's grins dropped. Eric began to feel uncomfortable; he was worried they were feeling sorry for him. He didn't want that. He was happy in Seattle…sort of…he couldn't complain that was the point.

"Enough about me." he said, hoping to change the subject, "What've you guys been up to?"

Kelso was the first to speak, "I'm working over in Chicago as a real police officer. Gun and all."

"Good for you, Kelso."

"Yeah, but that's not the best part." he said excitedly, "It's been a whole month since I accidentally shot my gun off!"

"Awesome." Eric nodded, feeling very safe at the fact that he didn't live in Chicago.

"I am working at a salon, where I get to see beautiful women all day long." Fez explained with a large smile, "And they let me touch their heavenly soft hair."

Eric wasn't exactly sure how to respond to that, so he just smiled. Luckily, Brooke spoke before he could say anything.

"Betsy's in the first grade already, and I'm working there at her school library. It's nice to be so close to her." she said.

Eric nodded before turning his attention to the blonde woman who had been pretty quiet this whole time.

"What about you guys?"

"Um actually, we're engaged." Donna informed and Randy lifted up their intertwined hands—Donna's being the one that her ring was on.

"Oh." Eric managed to get out.

He really wasn't expecting that. Sure it had been years since their break up, but to find out she was engaged. That was one of the reasons behind their break-up she didn't want to get married. And now she was engaged? He knew he shouldn't have come back here.

"That's great." he said, his voice showing how he was forcing himself to say it. "Just recently?"

Randy shook his head "A few months ago."

"Yeah, I'm surprised your mom didn't tell you." Donna added.

"I'm not." Hyde said as he walked into the room and joined the conversation, "Mom only gets to talk to him every two weeks or so."

The five heads of Donna, Randy, Kelso, Brooke, and Fez turned to look at Eric; each of them with a frown or a shocked expression on their face. Eric tried to avoid their looks by scanning his eyes over the room.

"Dude, you only call your mom every two weeks?" asked Kelso.

Eric opened his mouth to answer but Hyde beat him to it with a snort.

"If she's lucky."

"Steven!" Jackie scolded as she glared at the curly haired man.

Hyde shrugged, "I'm just stating the facts."

"You only call your sick mother every two weeks? That's bad, man." Randy said with a shake of his head, "I use to call my grandma every other day, even when she wasn't sick."

"Ok first off, New Guy, you're new here so you don't get a say." Eric said pointing at the man who sat next to his ex-girlfriend, and then turned his attention to the others "Second, I do want to call her, it's just I'm busy. I've got an active life over in Seattle."

Fez frowned at the words, "I thought you said school took up most of your time? School does not sound like an active life to me. Hmm?"

Eric watched his foreign friend place his hand under his chin and stare at him like he was a detective working on a case. Eric shook his head and was ready to reply when Dona interrupted.

"God, Eric. First you don't call your mother and now you're lying about it."

Eric frowned at Donna, why was she getting so upset? She and his mom weren't even that close.

"What so you've called my mom more than I have, Donna?" Eric asked in an almost mocking tone.

"No." Donna answered, it was true. Out of all of them here she probably called Kitty the least. "But I write letters to her."

"Oh."

Eric's face fell. He didn't see that coming. The idea of writing to his mother never even occurred to him. He didn't even think people still wrote letters with all the new technology.

"Well apparently, Forman here is too busy to move his red pen away from a five hundred word essay and over to a clean sheet to write a five word letter to his mother." Hyde commented.

"Alright that's enough. All of you." Jackie firmly declared as she stood up from her seat, "I know we're all going through a rough time; we're loosing a woman who's like a mother to us. But Eric is the only one here who is her biological child; he's actually loosing his mother. Think how tough of a time he's having."

The room was quiet as all eyes remained on her.

"Eric not calling and not being here when Mom needed him is bad. But he's here now and that's what's important." She went on her voice going soft for only a second or two. "So now if any of you have anything else to say to him, that isn't nice, you better just leave the room because I don't want to hear it. At all."

Her eyes seemed to be fixated on Hyde during the last part of her speech and he took notice of it.

"Whatever." Hyde Zenly replied before walking off to the kitchen.

"It is getting kind of late." Donna said looking down at her watch.

"Yeah," her fiancé nodded, "we should go to bed."

The couple then stood up from the bench and made their way upstairs. That left the Kelsos and Fez with Jackie and Eric.

Brooke looked down at her sleeping daughter, "Maybe I should take Betsy upstairs."

"I'll help!" Kelso was quick to volunteer.

Brooke carefully stood up from the sofa, making sure not to wake Betsy. Kelso then scooped his little girl into his arms and followed Brooke. The scene looked so natural, like it was done on a regular basis.

And then there were three.

Fez moved his head back and forth. From a glaring Jackie to a solemn looking Eric. With each turn he became more and more nervous. After many more turns he'd had enough.

"Um…I'm hungry!" he called out before running towards the kitchen.

Eric watched his friends' exit before turning to see Jackie shake her head and sit down on the couch beside him. He stared at her in bewilderment. Did Jackie, his arch enemy, just defend him, her arch enemy?

"Um thanks Jackie." he said to her cautiously, "Thanks for sticking up for me like that."

"Yeah well," she shrugged her shoulders, "They were kind of ganging up on you. And I meant what I said."

"Right." Eric nodded only to soon realize he had no clue what she was talking about. The shock must have effected his memory. "Wait what?"

Jackie shook her head, trying to hide her smile, "You not being here before is bad, but I'm glad you're here now."

"Thanks Jackie." Eric repeated, now with a smile. He was glad to know that he would at least have someone on his side.

"Any chance you could repeat that speech when Red sees me… or at least stand behind me to protect my ass from his foot?" he asked half serious half joking.

Jackie frowned, she thought Hyde had told him, "Eric, your dad's not here."

"What?" asked a confused Eric. What had happened to his dad? Did he and his mom have a fight? Were they separated? Red wasn't the kind of man to run off in times of need. Something had to have happened, "Where is he?"

"At a convention, in New York."

"Oh." Eric answered feeling a rush of relief but then confusion soon followed, "A convention? Red Forman went to a convention?"

Jackie only nodded.

"Looks like my ass is safe." he said with a large smile, for once his dad was going to be in bigger trouble than him, "If Red does get mad, I'll just remind him he went to a convention while Mom was…needed him here."

"Eric, it's not like he wanted to go." Jackie informed and Eric frowned, she sighed before continuing, "Mom wanted him to go and so he went. He left about two or three days before she got sick."

"What?"

"Steven and I have been trying to get a hold of him, but either the line gets disconnected or the hotel puts us on hold and we have to hang up because your mom needs something." she explained.

"So he doesn't know what's going on?" Eric asked and Jackie shook her head, "Well I guess my ass is safe until he gets here."

"Yours and mine both."

Eric watched the tiny brunette sigh and place her head in her hands. She looked upset and she could probably use some comforting; but he wasn't very good at that. Especially when it came to Jackie, he never even thought she knew how to feel anything besides evil.

Slowly he placed his left arm around her shoulder. At first he tired not to touch her, but then realized he would have to if he wanted to be of any comfort. Uncomfortably he let his arm rest on her right shoulder as his hand patted her left arm.

"There. There." he said awkwardly.

"He told us to take care of her, and we didn't." Jackie said as she moved her head out of her hands and looked at Eric.

"Hey, this isn't your fault." Eric said, as he noticed the unhappiness in Jackie's eyes. He then suddenly felt more comfortable and actually tightened his grip on her, "And you are taking care of Mom. You're making sure she's comfortable…you're taking better care of her than I am."

Jackie nodded slowly, "Yeah, but it was my idea to call everyone up and tell them to come visit her."

"Oh." Eric simply said, "Yeah, you're in bigger trouble than me. Maybe I should stand behind you."

Jackie let out a small laugh at Eric's comment and he himself had to smile. He was glad he had made her feel a little better, it made him feel better.

They sat there on the sofa in silence, both still smiling and Eric's comforting arm still around Jackie. He had forgotten about it until a few seconds after Jackie had shifted her eyes to his hand that was touching her arm. Quickly he pulled out of the embrace.

"Um I'm pretty tired." he said standing up on his feet, trying to regain his cool, after his quick uncoordinated escape. "You think it'd be ok if I crash here tonight? I didn't get a hotel room yet."

"Oh yeah sure." Jackie nodded as she stood up and Eric nodded, "I think I'm gonna call it a night too."

She then headed up the living room stairs, just behind Eric who was carrying his luggage. It took a second or two for Eric to realize he was being followed, once he did he looked at his 'stalker' with a confused frown.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a slightly squeaky tone of voice. Why was she following him up to his bedroom?

"I'm going to my room." she said as if it were obvious.

Eric was still confused, but less nervous, "Your room?"

Jackie sighed and rolled her eyes, "I moved into Laurie's room awhile back, remember?"

"Oh right." Eric nodded.

His 'Oh right' was said in a tone that clearly showed he didn't have a clue to what she was talking about. Again Jackie rolled her eyes, she didn't like that tone—to her it sounded like a sarcastic or annoyed one.

"That's not gonna be a problem is it?" she asked him as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"No, no, no." Eric said before laughing, "It'll be like we're in an apartment building and living across the hall from each other. Hi neighbor!" he dorkily finished as he raised his hand up to wave.

"Crap."

"I know, I know stupid joke." Eric quickly said as he threw his hands up in the air and tried to defend himself, "I'm sorry!"

"No, it's not that. But that joke was really lame." Jackie said with a shake of her head, "It's just Michael and Brooke are in your old room."

Eric furrowed his brow, "Don't they live in Chicago?"

"Yes, Mr. Smarty Pants." she said sending an annoyed glance his way, "But while they were visiting with your mom Brooke let it slip that they were staying in a hotel and your mom went into full hotel manager mode."

"Oh ok." Eric nodded, "Well I guess can crash down in the basement."

Jackie shook her head, "Steven's still living in his old room and Fez is staying on the couch down there anyways."

Eric sighed in relief. He really didn't want to stay down there because he had suspected Hyde was still in that old back room. He was right, and was grateful that Fez was staying there instead.

"Ok, that's fine." Eric commented, "I'll just stay on the couch here…"

"Donna and Randy are staying here on the pull out." Jackie informed as she racked her mind trying to find a place for Eric to sleep. She never realized how small this house was.

Eric stared at her with a sarcastic look in his eyes, "Well there's always the kitchen table."

"Ugh, don't be so dramatic." she scolded slightly before coming up with an idea, "You can stay in my room."

Jackie then started back up the steps but Eric remained still with shock. He had to have misheard her. Jackie—the devil—hadn't just said what he thought she had said. Did she? Did she just invite him to sleep with her? Well not sleep but sleep?

"Um…in…in your room?" he asked from his spot.

"Yeah. Come on." she told him as if it were the most causal thing in the world.

"With…with you?"

Jackie rolled her eyes, "No. I'm staying with Mom tonight."

Eric suddenly felt the fluttering in his stomach stop. He soon began feeling better, she was just offering for him to stay in her room. The familiar feeling of guilt came over him as he realized him staying in Jackie's room would kick her out of it.

"Oh, hey you don't have to do that, Jackie." Eric protested, "I can just go to a hotel, it's really no problem."

"Yeah, until your mom finds out and kills me for letting you stay in a hotel." Jackie stated and raised up her left hand, "Now come on your staying in my room."

"I just don't…"

"Eric, don't worry." Jackie said in a comforting tone, "Before a moved in I had the place cleaned with bleach and blessed by a priest."

Eric was silent for quite a few seconds before he nodded his head, "Yeah, ok then."

~*~

It could have been the fact that he wasn't in his own bedroom in Seattle. It could've been the change of time that his body had yet to get use to. Or it could've been the barking coming from the neighbor's dog. Whatever it was, Eric couldn't sleep and found himself wide awake in Jackie's room.

It was a nice room, not at all like he remembered it being when Laurie was living in there. The only thing that remained the same was the purple paint on the walls.

Jackie had decorated the room nicely with a beautiful soft comforter with elegant purple flowers on it. The furniture, the headboard, dresser, and vanity, were all in dark mahogany wood. There were several little unicorn knick knacks around the room but other than that the room showed that a classy, mature, young woman lived here.

Feeling frustrated and wanting to sleep, Eric pulled the pillow beside him and covered his face with it. The familiar coconut fragrance filled his nostrils and he relaxed himself. If only for a second. Because almost as soon as the smell entered his nose Eric pulled the cushion off of his face and sat straight up with his eyes open and a frown in place.

When did Jackie's smell start comforting him?

This was getting too weird for him. He slung his legs out from under the covers and off of the bed. He thought maybe walking around the room a bit would help tire himself out.

He walked around the room once, sluggishly and rubbing his eyes. The second time around he took notice to his surroundings, paying attention to the little things he hadn't seen earlier.

Like the various beauty products on Jackie's vanity. He was sure glad he wasn't a girl. Eric also saw a faded copy of 'Little Women' on the night stand. He frowned and wondered if Jackie had finished the book yet…or even started it. Eric couldn't recall a time when he had seen Jackie reading a book…well unless you count magazines.

But what really caught Eric's eyes were the photo frames resting on the top of Jackie's dresser. There were five frames different styles and different sizes.

Eric picked up the frame that was farthest to the left. It was a wooden frame that was standing up portrait style. Inside the frame was a picture of Jackie and Red. The two were standing in the garage, they had obviously been working on Hyde's El Camino that was also in the picture. Jackie, who had a smudge of grease on her face, was smiling and waving at the camera. Red remained under the hood of the car, but if you looked closely you could see a small smirk on his lips.

Eric shook his head and placed the frame back in it's place. Jackie, Kitty, and anything evil were the only things that could make Red Forman smile.

The next picture frame Eric looked at had a fancy like sliver design as the border. To Eric's surprise the photo in this frame didn't have Jackie in it. It was a picture of his parents sitting in a restaurant. Kitty had one of her famous smiles on her face as she leaned her head against Red's shoulder. Red had his am around his wife's shoulder as he held onto her tightly and actually smiled largely at the camera. On the table in front of the couple was a round cake with the words 'Happy 30th Anniversary!' written in blue icing.

Thirty years. He wasn't sure what to be more surprised about. He couldn't believe his parents had been married for thirty years. He couldn't believe he hadn't helped them celebrate an anniversary since he left to Africa. He still couldn't believe Jackie had a picture of just his parents in her room.

Eric shifted his gaze to a smaller frame that rested between the two pervious pictures. It was an older photo taken down in the basement, and it made him smile.

This picture had to have been taken during the time that Jackie was dating Kelso, but during one of their infamous fights. The six of them all looked much younger and in most of the group shots taken when Jackie was with Hyde, she seemed to be attached to him at the hip.

In this photo however, Hyde was sitting in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest, perfectly content with sitting by himself. Across from Hyde sat Kelso in the old lawn chair. Meanwhile in the middle of the two men on the aged couch were Donna, Eric, Jackie, and Fez. In that order.

Eric looked closely at his smiling, skinny self before looking at the red-headed girl beside him. She looked happy, smiling at the camera but keeping her distance from Eric. Jackie on the other hand was scooted so close to Eric, one might have thought they were going out.

However, the closeness was probably because Fez was eating a chocolate bar that was already melting all over the place. Knowing Jackie, she probably moved closer to Eric to make sure she would remain chocolate stain free. The old Jackie would have anyways; this Jackie…Eric wasn't sure what this Jackie was capable of doing.

Suddenly there was an indescribable sound coming from outside the room.

Eric frowned as he listened closely to the sound. It was clearly made by a person. A sick person who was throwing up whatever was in their system.

Still wondering which one of his friends was 'tossing their cookies,' Eric moved his eyes to the next picture. It was a four by six landscape picture in a purple colored frame. There were three people in this photo; Hyde, Jackie, and Kitty. It was obvious that the picture had been taken at a hospital; Kitty was sitting up on the hospital bed with Hyde and Jackie sitting on either side of her, the three of them smiling big smiles.

It was his mother who was making those sounds, Eric concluded after looking at the photo for a few more seconds. Just like Jackie had said, Kitty had gotten sick in the middle of the night.

Eric wondered if Jackie could handle whatever was going on in there. He was pretty sure she could, but maybe he should go in there and help out. After all, Kitty was his mother. The only thing was he wasn't so sure that he could handle it.

Taking in a deep breath he decided that it was time to stop ignoring his mother's sickness and try to help out. He'd been uninvolved in this for too long.

Eric placed his hand on the golden colored doorknob and turned it to the side before pulling it open. As soon as the door opened he saw a figure walk to the door of his parent's bedroom. Thinking quickly Eric ducked down and closed the door leaving it only an inch or two open, so he could get a good view outside.

.

As the figure reached his parents room, Eric was able to make out that it was Kelso. A very sleepy Kelso at that; his hair was sticking up in various angles, he was rubbing his eyes, and the only piece of clothing he was wearing was his red boxers.

"Mrs. Forman?" Kelso asked in a dozy tone as he knocked on the door, "Are you ok in there?"

There was silence from the other side of the door for quite a few seconds, before Kitty's voice was heard.

"Everything's fine Michael, dear." she said, not sounding too convincing, "Just go back to bed."

Kelso scratched the top of his head, trying to decide if he should believe her or not. He didn't, but he was really tired.

"Ok." he yawned, "If you say so."

From his hideout in Jackie's room, Eric watched his friend walk back to his old room. Right before Kelso reached the room he was staying in, Kitty's door opened up and Jackie came out, wearing her pink two piece pajamas set.

"Michael!" she called out to him.

Kelso quickly turned around, looking as if he had just been woken up, "Yeah?!"

Jackie waved him over to her as she looked back inside the room, checking on Kitty. Kelso, right away made his way towards Jackie—concern written on his face.

"What happened?"

"Mom just got sick." Jackie explained calmly, "It's nothing I can't handle, but I need you to do me a favor."

He nodded, "Sure thing."

"I need you to go down to the basement and let Steven know what's going on." she went on and Kelso continued to nod his head, "Tell him to bring up her medicine. He'll know which ones. Okay?"

"You got it, Jackie."

And with that said Kelso took off running as fast he could to Hyde. Once he was out of sight Jackie went back into the room closing the door behind her.

Eric sighed, feeling guilty once again. It should be him who was with his mom telling Kelso to go get Hyde. It should be him who Kelso went to go get. It should be him who knew what to do and what medicines to get. If he was asked to help out right now, he'd be running around the house like a chicken with out a head.

Kelso couldn't have been gone five minutes, when Eric saw Hyde come into view. He wasn't wearing his shades and was in a pair of gray sweatpants and white wife-beater shirt, jogging towards Kitty's room with two small orange bottles in his hand.

Eric held his breath hopping Hyde wouldn't see him. Hyde didn't even look his way; his focus seemed to be on Kitty as he made his way into the room and shut the door. The closed door blocked Eric from seeing or hearing more, except for the few muffled sounds that part of Eric wished he could understand.

~*~

Somewhere between the muffled words and Kelso coming to knock on Kitty's door again, Eric had fallen asleep. In a very uncomfortable pose, as well. He'd fallen asleep sitting up against the vanity with his head dropped towards his chest causing him to slowly fall forward.

Usually he'd feel himself starting to fall and would adjust himself then fall back into a deep sleep until having to do it again. This time when he started falling to the side, opposite of the wall, he was unable to stop himself and he crashed into the floor.

The rude awakening caused Eric to sit straight up with a frown on his face. After a few seconds of figuring out where he was, he poked his head out the door to see if anything had changed. The voices from across the hall had stopped. Just as Eric looked out, Kitty's bedroom door opened and Hyde stepped out into the hallway.

The frizzy haired man closed the door before sluggishly walking off. He was obviously very worn-out as rubbed his sunglass free eyes.

Eric wondered how long he had been asleep for. He also wondered what had happened and if everything was alright. There was only one way to find out. He stood up and held his breath before opening the door.

"Hey Hyde." He greeted, startling his adopted brother.

Hyde frowned, "Forman man, what the hell are you doing up?"

"Um nothing." Eric lied, "Is um everything alright with Mom?"

"Oh yeah, now you wanna know." Hyde commented with a roll of his eyes.

It was Eric's turn to frown. He knew Hyde was mad at him, he had every right to be but did he really have to acting like this now?

"Hyde, come on man…" he began to say, starting to show his anger in his voice.

"She got sick, ok." Hyde said before Eric could go on, "But it's nothing me and Jackie couldn't handle."

"Oh, ok." Eric nodded understanding, "But she's good now right?"

"She's…ok." Hyde answered before walking past Eric.

Eric wasn't sure how to respond, so he just stood there nodding his head and starting at his mother's door. 'Ok' wasn't the answer he was hoping for. The answer he had hoped to hear went something like 'Yeah, man she's great. Turns out the doctors made a mistake and she's gonna out live us all.' Like that would happen.

It took a few more minutes of watching the closed entrance, before Eric understood what he had to do.

He took a few baby steps closer to the door. However, before he could reach the doorknob, Hyde's voice stopped him and caused him to turn around.

"I don't want you going in there now, man." Hyde firmly told him.

Eric's frown reappeared, if not a bit deeper. Why was Hyde trying to stop him? Didn't he want him to be here days earlier? Wasn't he making a big deal about him not being here for his mom before? Now he was stopping him?! Probably because he was enjoying being the favorite son.

"Look Hyde, I know you've been taking care of Mom and all but you can't tell me that I can't see her." Eric fired back, "She's my mom not yours."

Eric didn't realize those words had actually left his mouth until he saw Hyde's face. It showed hurt for a second and then anger for another, and then his Zen took over.

"I don't want you going in there because she's asleep. If you go in there and she wakes up, she'll get excited and stay up talking to you. She needs to sleep, she needs her rest." Hyde told Eric looking him straight in the eye, "She's your mom, you should know that."

And then he was gone, leaving Eric alone as he played his father's words in his head over and over again.

"Dumbass."

Author's Note: There you go Chapter 4 of "Two Weeks" I told you it was long. Hope you liked!

Be sure to come back next week to find out if Eric sees Kitty and what'll happen when he does!

Oo and don't forget about Valentines Day coming out Friday. It's got both Ashton and Tropher! Isn't that awesome?! Kinda weird too they were the ones who left the show in season 8 and they're doing a movie together. Go figure, I don't really care I'm just excited to see their names together again it means were close to a reunion show lol.

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