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Author's Note: Hello everyone! So sorry for not updating sooner things got crazy and I woke up feeling really sick, but I still went to school and when I got home I wrote a little then started to do some cleaning and had an apple juice and now I feel great! I blame the apple juice that's why I keep my fridge stocked with it! But it is still Monday where I am, so I'm not really late. But anyways ,just a few notes. First: thanks for all the reviews and alerts and favorites you guys. You all are awesome! Second: So glad you guys thought I did that last chapter with Red very well. Sorry I made some of you cry. Ill try to put some tissue warnings next time. Third: I am not a doctor I know almost no medical terms, my prescription to getting over a cold stay in bed for a few hours with some good TV and a big bottle of apple juice. Enough chit chat though. Enjoy!

"I think our family is close." Kitty nodded at the camera, "I mean sure, we're not The Waltons. And we never will be—Red would never want to live on farm like that. But we're still a close knit family."

"Except for Laurie." Hyde reminded

Kitty gradually nodded her head, "Yes, except for Laurie but she's still part of this family."

"Can't we kick her out?"

"Steven." Kitty said sounding slightly surprised, "As…'Laurie' as Laurie can be, she is still mine and Red's daughter. She's part of this family whether she likes it or not."

"Alright." Hyde mumbled, "How about if we replace her? We'll get another girl who's name is Laurie, and she'll look like her but won't act like her."

Kitty shook her head, trying not to laugh at her adopted son's joke.

"They do it on the hit TV shows." He shrugged behind the camera.

"As I was saying," Kitty went on, sending a warning glance towards Hyde and the camera, "Our family is close…that includes all you kids."

"Yeah, I guess our mismatched family is pretty tight." Hyde agreed, causing Kitty to smile.

"Yes we are, and I love my little mismatched family." She continued, her smile growing as she kept her eyes on the camera, "I love you kids call sometimes just because. And not just me and Red…well mostly me, but each other too. Even thought you're all miles apart, you still some make time for each other. This mismatched family may not be physically close, but we're close in every other way."

~*~

As Eric ran up the staircase, part of his mind wondered what Donna wanted to talk to him about. It seemed pretty important, but they hadn't seen or talked each other in years, it couldn't have been that important. It especially couldn't have been more important than this.

With the bouquet of flowers clutched in his right hand, he practically jumped over the last two steps and onto the landing. Once he was on the next level of the house, he didn't slow down. He kept up his pace and ran towards the bedrooms.

However, before he could reach any of the three he bumped into an obstacle. Literarily. He fell to the floor and looked up to see that his obstacle was a petite angry brunette. Uh-o.

"Eric?" She asked sounding upset, but not quite sure why. There were so many reasons to choose from.

"Sorry, Jackie." Eric apologized as he scrambled to his feet.

Jackie frowned at his weird behavior. "What…"

"Can't talk now Jackie." he told her with a shake of his head as he got ready to take off again, "I can't be late."

"Who are you? The rabbit from Alice in Wonderland?" Jackie asked, her brows knitted even closer together.

That comment got Eric to slow down his pace and turn around to look at her.

"Sorry." He began, "I just wanna be there when Angie gets here…"

"Angela?"

"Oh right. Yeah sorry." Eric apologized once again, "I was talking to Fez and Kelso and they said Hyde called her…"

Jackie shook her head, stopping Eric from going on. "Angela left already, Eric." She told him softly, "She left like almost two hours ago."

"What? No." Eric said in disbelief, he pulled up his wrist to look at his watch, "It's barely gonna be twelve. That's the time Kelso told me she was coming at."

Jackie continued to frown, this was getting more and more confusing. She took a few steps closer to him and then pulled his wristwatch and arm closer to her. She read the time. It did say eleven fifty-five. The second hand was moving so his watch was still working. And then she realized what had happened.

She sighed, "Eric, your watch is still on Seattle time."

Eric's face fell and he brought his watch back to his face. He was on Seattle time, he hadn't bothered fixing it because he thought he'd be back there by now. Earlier today with Fez and Kelso he had added the extra hours, but they'd completely slipped his mind while he was out. And he now was late too. He had missed the visit with the nurse. He had missed his chance.

"Crap." He cursed under his breath.

Jackie just stood silently watching him. The energy he had when he bumped into her seconds ago had vanished and now he looked upset and disappointed. Very upset and disappointed.

"You really wanted to be here when Angela was here." She said her face softening a little more.

"Yeah, a little earlier too." Eric began, as he lifted up the bouquet just a few inches, "I bought mom some flowers and I wanted to give them to her before the nurse got here."

Jackie smiled at the gesture and took a look at the flowers, "Pink carnations."

Eric nodded, looking down at the flowers, "They're one of her favorites."

"I know." Jackie smiled and nodded, glad that Eric had remembered, "She's asleep right now, but you can bring them up to her in a few minutes."

"What about Angela?" he asked, "I kind of…I made…there were some questions I wanted to ask her."

Jackie looked on as Eric reached into his back jean pocket and pulled out a yellow sheet of paper that seemed to have some writing on it. A lot of writing on it.

"Can I see it?" she asked softly, already stretching her arm out for the paper.

Eric simply handed her the folded piece of paper. He kept his eyes on the flowers he'd bought for his mother, as he heard the crackling of the paper being unfolded.

Jackie skimmed her eyes over the paper rather quickly. There were a lot of questions he'd come up with. So many that there was practically no blank space on wither side. Taking another look at paper, Jackie took the time to read a few of the questions.

A lot of them dealt with ways that he could help Kitty. Other questions were about, what to expect and what was exactly going on with his mother. After going through this times before, Jackie knew most of the answers to these questions. But she wasn't going to give them to him until she got an answer of her own.

"Eric," she called out, "why did you take off after dropping off breakfast? I mean I know you got the flowers, but that couldn't have taken two hours."

"It was a long line." He said jokingly with a shrug.

Seeing Jackie's un-amused face, Eric knew he'd better tell the truth. He cleared his throat before explaining.

"I wanted to work on the questions. I went to the park and just started thinking about what to ask." He explained, "I wanted to make sure I asked everything I needed to know."

"And you couldn't have done that here?"

Eric shot her an 'are you serious?' look before speaking, "Would you be able to concentrate in a house with your ex-girlfriend and her fiancé in it, your moody adoptive brother, ignoring you, three screaming kids running around, and the devil?"

"I guess you're right." She gradually agreed and then looked back at Eric's questions, "You know, I know some of the answers to these questions."

Eric's face lit up just abit, "Really?"

"Yeah." she nodded, "And I'm sure whatever I don't know, Steven does. We could ask him…"

"Yeah ok." Eric snorted, he knew the chances of Hyde helping him with anything was less than zero.

"Fine, I'll ask him and then tell you the answer." Jackie told him after quickly realizing the problem, "Better?"

Eric smiled and nodded, "Much."

Jackie shook her head, so he couldn't see her smile. She wasn't quite through yet.

"And then whatever's left, we can wair until Angela come back." She went on, "She's coming back Friday morning."

"But I'm not gonna be here Friday morning, remember Jackie?" Eric reminded, frowning slightly, "I'm getting here after class, sometime late in the evening."

"Oh that's right!" Jackie said abit loudly, trying to make it seem like she had just remembered, "You're going back to Seattle. Today right?"

Eric nodded his head, "Yeah." He looked down at his watch, being sure to add those two extra hours "Shit, I'm leaving in a couple of hours and I don't even have my stuff together. It's all still in your room."

Jackie watched as the Alice in Wonderland rabbit in Eric came back, putting him back in full motion as he handed her the carnations and then headed to her bedroom.

"Don't worry, Eric I already took care of it for you!" she called after him, once he was already infront of what used to be Laurie's room.

"You did?" he asked surprised while he turned around to see Jackie nod several feet away from him. He smiled slightly, maybe she wasn't entirely Satan's spawn.

"Um…Thanks Jackie." he said, as he opened her bedroom door anways. He stepped inside and started searching for his suitcases. "I'll just grab my bags and take them downstairs so when it's time for me to leave I can just…"

He stopped suddenly as he realized his bags weren't anywhere in this room

"Jackie," he said slowly, "where's my stuff?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out."

Her voice sounded so clear and so close. Eric carefully turned around to find Jackie standing right behind him, her arms crossed over her chest. The sight scarred Eric and caused him to jump back a few feet.

"Jackie what did you do with my bags?" he asked slightly afraid of the answer.

"I told you," Jackie said with a tilt of her head, "I took care of it."

Eric watched as her give him an evil like smirk and he realized he had been wrong before. She was Satan's spawn. And probably his favorite one.

"Jackie, just give me my bags." he said, trying to sounds as intimidating as possible, "I need them so I can go back to Seattle. I need to go back to work."

Jackie shook her head, "No you don't. You don't need to do either of those things." She said, sounding much more intimidating than Eric had been trying sound, "You need to be here with your mother. You need to spend some time with her. You don't need to go back to work."

"I do if I want to get that Teacher of the Year Award." Eric reminded, "And uh yeah, I do!"

"So what you're saying is, you would rather have some foot tall trophy that'll gather dust on some shelf, than make a butload of memories with your mom that you can hold forever in your heart?"

Eric tried to not fall for this guilt trip. He had to stay strong, he couldn't stay here.

"Just tell me where my bags are." He told her calmly, "You won't have to get them, I'll do it."

"No." Jackie said shaking her head again, "I'm not going to give you your bags and I'm not gonna tell you where they are either. So I guess since you need them to leave and you don't have them…you're stuck here."

Eric's facial expression wasn't sure what to show more of. He was upset and angry at her for taking his things, hiding them and not giving them back. And at the same time he was shocked at how she must have planned this out. He was surprised to see just how evil this tiny young woman was.

"Jackie…you…you can't do this. This isn't fair. You took my things and hid them from me." Eric argued, trying not to raise his voice too much, "That's not right."

"Oh gee Eric, I'm sorry." She said in a mocking tone, "I'm still trying to figure out what you think is right and what you think isn't. Ok let's see, it's not right for me to take and hide your things from you, but it's ok if you leave your sick mother so you can win some stupid award."

Eric stared at Jackie in the eyes and saw the anger burning in her mismatched eyes. She was really mad at him. Just another person to add to the list.

"Ok, fine Jackie you win." Eric told her, lifting his hands in defeat and then heading for the exit, "Keep my bags, I'll buy another ticket at the airport. And you just did me a favor, because without my bags it'll be cheaper. Thanks Jackie, see you Friday."

Jackie watched Eric lifted up his left hand and give quick wave before exiting out of her room. She sighed, this isn't what was supposed to happen.

"Eric." She called from behind as she followed him down the stairs, but he never stopped.

"Eric, don't leave." She said once they were in the living room and heading towards the kitchen.

Once they were in the kitchen and closer to Eric's exit, Jackie still didn't give up.

"If you leave you'll regret it for the rest of your life." She told the back side of him as he headed for the glass sliding door, "Eric, you don't realize just how lucky you are."

Her last words got to him. She didn't know what the heck she was talking about. He stopped himself from opening the side door and swung himself back around to face her.

"No Jackie. You don't realize how lucky you are." Eric told her, pointing his index finger at her, "Your family's not close. Not like mine. If you were to go see them after such a long time, they wouldn't bombard you with questions, they wouldn't guilt you with anything. You wouldn't get this third degree treatment that I'm getting here. If you loose a family member, you guys aren't that close so the mourning doesn't last that long…that's not the same here. You're the lucky one."

Jackie shook her head, "Eric, you're one of the luckiest people I know. Especially when it comes to family."

"Jackie please," he almost groaned, he didn't want to hear it, "I'm so unlucky black cats freak out when I cross their paths."

Jackie had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep herself from laughing, after all this was really no laughing mater.

"Eric, you may have a skanky sister, but I don't have any siblings." She began, using her softer voice again, "You may have a 'hard-ass' dad, but my dad's in prison. Your mom may be sick, but I don't even know where mine is."

A feeling of shame washed of Eric. Compared to some people's lives he did have it pretty good. Then again to others, World War II was more appealing than his life.

"And now you've got this great opportunity, and you don't want to take advantage of it." Jackie went on, placing the carnations on the table between them.

"What wonderful opportunity is that, Jackie?" he asked, trying to sound harsh but not too harsh in his tone, "Watching my mom who was always moving around and so full of life, lay in a bed getting weaker and weaker until she's nothing but a memory?"

"No. You get the chance to tell your mom all the thing you want her to know." She explained gently, "You can make sure that her last days are some of her best ones. And yet you want to go to Seattle, to work." She shook her head, "I can't understand why."

"Because," Eric began, deciding it was time to tell someone how he felt about all this. He slid into his father's usual seat at the round table, "when I'm in Seattle and I think of Mom, I see her in here. Cooking, baking, singing, laughing. I come here and I see how she really is…it's easier if I'm in Seattle then I can think of her as happy and healthy…not like this."

Jackie carefully and slowly sat down beside him, in the next chair, Kitty's chair. She reached over and grabbed his left hand, giving it a small squeeze.

"Eric, it's good that you think of your mom when she was healthy and happier." She told him with a small smile that got the corners of Eric's mouth to twitch, "But you can't just block out her being sick like this. I know it's hard, but if you do that you're not just blocking the illness out, you're blocking your mom out too."

"You have to make the most of this time that you have left with her." Jackie continued, squeezing his hand every so often to emphasize her point.

"I want to Jackie, I do." Eric shared with the young woman sitting next to him, "But I don't know if I can."

"Of course you can, Eric. You're her son. Her Baby Boy." She teased slightly, to lighten the moment, "Yesterday when you went to see her…I haven't seen her smile that big since your dad left to the convention."

Eric smirked. He thought his mom did look pretty happy that day, but he didn't think it was just because of him. And he no idea that she hadn't been that happy in a while.

"Guess I actually did something good, huh?"

"Yeah." Jackie said with a smirk that quickly disappeared, "Until you ran off when she started with some pain."

Eric's smirk joined Jackie's in disappearing to somewhere unknown, "Oh…you heard about that."

Jackie nodded, "But as long as you don't do a dumbass thing like that again, you'll be ok. All that your mom really wants, what will really make her happy, is spending some time with you. Just sit with her, talk with her. About anything but her being sick, it helps her forget about it too."

"Jackie…" Eric started to say but the tiny brunette wasn't finished.

"If you don't want to do it for yourself." she paused, "Do it for her."

Eric looked at Jackie's face once again. This time though, it wasn't so scary, she wasn't so mad. The expression she was sending him, sort of told him that she believed that he could do this.

He cleared his throat and nodded, "Ok."

A smile sprung to Jackie's face, proud that part of her plan was working.

"Are you gonna give me back my stuff though?"

Jackie's smile grew when she heard Eric's question. Now it was time to work on the second part.

"I will." She nodded, "But under one condition. A condition Mom must never find out about."

Eric frowned, wondering what it could be, "Ok…"

"For each time you spend with Mom, I'll give you a little piece of your luggage." She began, "But I'm talking about real quality time moments, no faking anything."

"Um…I guess."

"And for every time you run off or pull some other dumbass stunt, I'm taking a piece back." Jackie added.

The truth was, that last part was just added now. And Jackie had a pretty good idea that after spending one or two quality moments with his mom to get some of his belongings back, Eric would forget all about the deal and continue spending time with his mom because he wanted to. Everybody won in the end. It was a perfect plan, and not just because she came up with it.

"Are we agreed?" she asked him sticking out her right hand.

Eric stuck out his left hand and clasped it to Jackie's. "Agreed."

"Good." Jackie smiled again and stood up from her seat, "I think we finished this little talk just in time for me to catch my movie."

Eric remained in his seat watching Jackie exit into the next room, enjoying his view until he realized what he was doing. His eyes became large when he caught and stopped himself. What was he doing checking out the devil? Maybe it was because of her bossiness, how she had take control and gotten him to do something she wanted him.

It had been like that with Donna and he'd found her very attractive. Of course there was a difference. Donna usually got him to do things that would benefit her, Jackie was getting him to do something that would help him.

"Hey Jackie," Eric called after her, standing up and rushing into the living room where he found Jackie sitting on the sofa, remote already in her hand. Feeling slightly embarrassed he stopped his speediness and tried to act causal.

He crossed his arms over his chest, only to uncross them and stick his hands in his pocket. That last a good five seconds before he re-crossed them again.

"What movie are you gonna watch?"

Jackie stifled a laugh and answered him, "Breakfast at Tiffany's. It's one of my favorites."

"Oh." Eric raised his eyebrows just abit as he sat on the arm of the sofa farthest from Jackie, "Is that Tiffany the store or the girl?"

"The store." Jackie responded.

"Seriously?" he asked surprised, he had asked that as a joke. He was sure that Tiffany was a girl, "Well that explains why you like it so much. All those diamonds and stuff. Never thought about having breakfast in there though…"

Jackie frowned, "Eric, have you never seen Breakfast at Tiffany's? With Audrey Hepburn and George Peppard?"

"Well now that you mention it…." Eric quickly shook his head, "No. I mean I'm sure I've heard of it and maybe I've seen bits and parts of it, but never the whole thing."

Jackie nodded and they fell into a silence for quite a few seconds.

"Would you mind if I joined you?" He asked, hoping she'd say yes. That she hadn't already gotten a headache from him.

Jackie smiled, "Sure."

Eric's face broke out into a large grin, for some reason.

"But," she continued. There always seemed to be a but with this woman, "you better not be like Steven and hog all the popcorn."

Eric frowned, feeling confused, "Jackie, we don't have any popcorn."

"That's because you haven't made it." Jackie stated with a smile and a tilt of her head.

Eric quickly caught on; he knew what she was doing. If he wanted to watch the movie with her, he had to get the snacks. He could handle that.

"Ok." He nodded, "But I call the couch."

Jackie smiled, "Deal."

And then Eric left into the kitchen, hoping to find a microwavable bag of popcorn or at least a thing of Jiffy Pop, while Jackie moved of the couch and into Red's green armchair, switching the channel to the movie.

Author's Note: And that is Chapter 12 of "Two Weeks" Hope you liked!

Now that Jackie's plan has been put into action will Donna still have a talk with Eric? How will Jackie's plan work out? Will Eric be able to spend time with his mom without freaking or running out? What will Hyde have to say about this? And when is Red coming home? Confused? You won't be after the next chapter of "Two Weeks"!

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