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Author's Note: Hello All! I know I'm a date late. Sorry 'bout that. And i know it's summer and I shouldn't have any school excuses about not posting. But I don't. I didn't post because my dumb internet kept getting kicked off The dumb thing kicked off last night when I finished the chapter and today it took me three hours before it finally got going. I was so close to take in the thing and dropping it into the pool. But I didn't cause then there'd be no computer to work my stories on and that would make you guys sad or you know mad. And I love my pool. Lol But here it is a day late, the next chapter for "Two Weeks" Thanks for the reviews and the suggestions for the Hyde and Kitty parts! And please if you have any more ideas for anything in the story feel free to let me know! Quick notes: I am not a doctor, just graduated but got a high school diploma not a doctor degree thing lol. Um slight issue warning. I did sniffle a little writing it, so just incase might wanna have one next to you. And thanks for the reviews you guys! Love you all! Now go on, Enjoy!
Hyde shifted the video camera from one arm to the other before he asked his surrogate mother the next questions.
"Why did you wait so long to tell everyone what was going on?"
Kitty frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"
"After you and Red found out, you guys waited a few weeks before you told me and Jackie." Hyde began to explain, "It was about another week before the rest of the gang knew. And you'd known you were sick for almost two months before you let all your relatives know. What was that about?"
"Steven, I can't think of anyone who likes to deliver bad news. I don't like delivering bad news, at all." Kitty shared as she looked at the camera, "And well if you think about it no news is good news."
0o0o
Steven Hyde cautiously pushed open the bedroom door. He wasn't exactly a hundred percent sure on why Kitty had called him up here but he had a good idea it wasn't for something good. When he saw her slightly sitting up on the bed with a small frown on her face as she kept her eyes on Steven, his suspicion didn't go away.
"Hi Mom." He greeted walking into the room but keeping his distance.
Kitty gave a small smile, "Steven, why don't you come sit down over here?" she suggested as she moved her hand across the seat he'd spent most of his time in lately.
"Um," Hyde cleared his throat, this was not going to go good, "No thanks. I'm good."
"Steven." She said giving him a warning look, that got Hyde in the chair faster than he would have liked to.
Kitty watched the young man who she and her husband had considered their second son long before they took him into their home, she tried not to look too upset. At least not yet.
"Steven, do you know why I called you up here?"
"You're feeling sick?" Hyde guessed but Kitty shook her head so he took another guess, "You need some medicine?" but that still wasn't the right answer and Kitty shook her head again. "You missed me?"
Kitty closed her eyes, keeping herself from looking at the hopeful smirk Hyde had on his face, and sighed.
"When we got out of the hospital, didn't I ask you not to call anyone?" she asked lifting her eyelids open.
Hyde's smirk fell as he realized the reason he'd been called up here. His thoughts in the kitchen had been right. Red had called and she'd answered and now she knew everything. How he'd been the one to call Red, how he'd told Red to come home, how Red was on his way home. He wasn't in trouble, like he'd said in the kitchen. He was screwed.
"Then you called the rest of you kids, and I wasn't upset because they were coming to visit." Kitty continued speaking, her smile gone. "I thought maybe they were the only ones you had called. But today I get a call from him."
"Shit." Hyde immediately thought to himself.
Kitty noticed the slight nervous and panic in Hyde's appearance, but still wasn't ready to get off the topic. She wanted answers.
"Would you like to explain yourself?" she asked, softening her tone just a bit.
Hyde looked down at his hands, avoiding her eyes. He knew he'd upset her and that was the last thing he wanted to do now; or wanted to do ever. Still though he thought he'd done the right thing calling Red. And Kitty had always told him to stick up for the things he thought were right.
"I'm sorry, Mom." He said looking up, "But I'm not sorry."
Seeing Kitty's puzzled expression Hyde decided to go on, and explain his words.
"Look Mom, I know you don't want people worrying about you but you can't keep stuff like you being sick from your family. From the people that love you" He said defending his action of making that phone call, "And to keep him from knowing…I mean the guy's your…."
"Brother-in-law." Kitty finished for him.
"Exactly, your…wait what?" he asked suddenly hearing what she'd said.
"Marty." Kitty replied, "Red's brother."
A rush of relief filled Hyde. The beans hadn't been spilled about Red coming back home. He was still safe and everything could keep going to the plan. He relaxed in his seat, no longer nervous or worried.
He nodded his head, "Oh Red's brother Marty."
"Yes." Kitty nodded, "Who did you think I was talking about?"
"No one. I was thinking Marty too. Red's brother Marty." Hyde said trying to sound convincing, "I didn't call anyone else."
That was the truth. He hadn't called any of the extended family—unless you count Laurie—he hadn't even called Marty.
"Alright." Kitty replied, believing his words and then giving him a smile, "I'm sorry if I got a little mad, sweetie. I just don't want a lot of people knowing what exactly is going on."
Hyde nodded, but still didn't quite understand why. Why he had nodded and why she didn't want the other relative knowing.
"But why, Mom?" he finally asked, "If we told them yeah they would worry and stuff like that, but maybe they could come and see you. Spend some time with you like the rest of us are."
"Steven, I love my family." Kitty said smiling, "But I don't want them worrying and I don't want them coming to visit me. If they did we'd have a full house and they'd be taking time away from me that I could be spending with you kids."
Hyde smirked a small proud smirk, at the fact that Kitty would rather spend her last days with him and the other misfits than her other relatives.
Kitty went on and as if she'd read Hyde's mind said, "Everyone who I would like to spend my last days with are either here are will be here in only a few days."
"Or hours." Hyde thought as he nodded at his adoptive mother's words.
"So no more phone calls to relative right?" she asked
"Well what about…" Hyde began, getting ready to suggest at least calling sister.
"Steven."
"Alright, I know. I know." He said after a sigh, "You're the dying woman, whatever you want you get."
Kitty let out small laugh, "That's right, "she then slowly pulled his head closer to him and kissed the top of his curly hair, "You're good boy, Steven."
On the outside Hyde smiled at the words, but inside he felt a tug if pain at his heart. Kitty was the only one who'd ever called him a good boy and he was pretty sure she was the only one who always thought he was a good boy. And once she was gone, he'd never be called that again.
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An hour or two after breakfast and the great doughnut debate, Eric fond himself in Jackie's room. It was almost time for him to go see Kitty, and he was getting walked around the room, checking himself out in the vanity mirror to make sure he looked decent.
He stopped in front of the mirror and frowned before trying to brush his hair with his hands.
Jackie shook her head and stifled a laugh at how concentrated he was on his hair. She was in her room to make her bed, because apparently she had to have it made in a special way. Eric didn't completely believe that though, he thought she either wanted to make sure he went in to see his mother or she wanted to see him sweat.
Once Eric was slightly satisfied with his hair, he looked down at this clothing and noticed the wrinkle in his shirt. Thinking fast, he ran his hand over the crease, using as much pressure as possible. However his 'iron-hand' didn't seem to do a very good job as the crinkle was still visible. He didn't give up though; he gave it three more tries before throwing his hands in the air and turning to the brunette behind him.
"Jackie, come on you've gotta give me a new shirt." He practically begged and then pointed to the small wrinkle "Look at this thing! I don't Mom to see my like this."
Jackie shook her head, "Eric, you look fine. And I'm saying that so it's saying a lot." she said getting him to smile a smug like smile for a few seconds, "Besides your mom's not gonna care about what you're wearing. She just wants to see you."
"But what about my hair?" he asked going into his squeaky, twitchy mode, "Can't I at least have my comb?"
"No." she answered never looking up from the sheets.
"I'm gonna go see Mom right now though." Eric pointed out, not ready to give up the fight, "Just think of the brush as a loan. I'll be paying you back for it later."
"Sorry, you're too high of a risk Mr. Forman." Jackie told him, trying to sound like a person at a bank, as she put the last pillow in its place.
Eric was determined to get something back from his luggage. Something that could help with his appearance. Something he could use and at the same time buy him some more time.
"My teeth!" he practically shouted, "Jackie, you've gotta at least give me my toothbrush. I have this weird taste in my mouth."
Jackie rolled here eyes before walking over to her dresser. Eric watched her with high hopes and a big smile. He'd done it; he was getting his tooth brush! But when Jackie turned back around and Eric saw that there was no toothbrush in her hand, his smile disappeared.
"Here." She said placing the small rectangular package in her hand.
Eric frowned slightly at the packet, "Gum?"
"It's Trident." Jackie informed with a shrug.
"Yeah." Eric said sounding uncertain, "I kinda have this deal where I won't chew Trident Gum until the fifth dentist finally agrees with the other four."
"Alright, now you're just being difficult." Jackie said before yanking the gum out of his hands, "And trying to buy more time."
Eric's eyes widened as he heard what she said. How did she know? Maybe it was that obvious, or maybe it was another one of her devil powers.
"I…I…I…" he struggled for a response
"You, you, you are going to go see your mother." Jackie said, mocking him slightly and then grabbing onto his arm, "Now."
"I need the flowers from yesterday though." Eric suddenly remembered, "And they're down stairs, I'll just go…"
Jackie shook her head, "No they're not." She then proceeded to grab the bouquet of pink carnation Eric had failed to notice she'd brought upstairs with her.
He starred blankly at her, "You're…"
"Amazing?" she asked with a smile and a tilt of her head.
"Sure." Eric nodded, "If amazing means evil, then sure."
Jackie glared up at him before handing him the flowers and shoving him towards the door.
The laughter and playful atmosphere died down once the two reached the Forman's bedroom door. Jackie looked over at Eric and saw how tense he'd gotten since they left her room. Softly she placed her hand on his arm.
"It's gonna be ok." She assured.
"Right." Eric nodded and then gave a playful smirk, "But some good luck wouldn't hurt."
She shook her head while smiling, "Not that you need it but," Jackie began as she rose on her tiptoes and leaned closer to Eric's left cheek before placing a quick kiss on it, "Good luck."
Jackie gave him a small smile before lowering herself back down and walking away and towards the staircase.
Meanwhile Eric wasn't exactly as cool as Jackie about what had happened. Eric's face showed surprise, shock, confusion. Did the devil just wish him good luck? More importantly did she just kiss him on the cheek?
He swiftly turned himself around and caught the glance of Jackie causally making her way down the stairs. She was acting as if nothing had happened. But nothing had happened right? Then why was he making such a big deal about it.
Eric shook his head, he didn't want to think about it now. He wanted to see his mom. Taking a deep breath, he lifted his fist to the door and tapped on it lightly.
"Come in." a familiar, yet weaker, voice called out.
Slowly Eric pushed open the door and stuck his head into the room. He gave her a smile.
"Hi Mom."
"Eric." Kitty said in surprise as she carefully sat herself up. Eric saw the smile on her face and his grew as well, "What are you doing here, honey? I thought you left to Seattle yesterday."
He shook his head as he walked closer to his mother's beside, "No. I decided to stay a few more days."
"Really?" she asked with her smile still in place and tears forming in her eyes.
Eric smiled and nodded, "Really."
"Oh." Kitty said happily and released a small giggle; but then the happiness she seemed to have been feeling started fading away as she remembered something, "But what about your absences? You won't get your award with so many absences."
"Don't worry about the award Mom. I'll probably only be here a couple of days." Eric shared, wanting to make his mother feel better; but when he replayed the words in his mind it made it sound like he thought she would be gone in a few days.
Quickly he thought of a better answer.
"I mean, I'll get it next year and years to come." He smiled but only for a few seconds. She wouldn't be around to see him when the award years from now.
That wasn't the right answer either.
"I mean…" Eric thought for a second or two before remembering what someone had told him earlier, "Being here with you is more important than any award."
When he saw Kitty's smile grow and heard her laugh softly, he knew those were the right were. And they did feel right when he said them.
"Oh and these are for you." He said remembering the flowers and then handing them to her before taking a seat at the foot of the bed
"Oh sweetie, thanks you." She replied and then gently pulled him towards her so she could kiss his cheek.
Eric smiled happy to see how happy his mom was. She actually even looked abit healthier, "Your welcome, Mom."
"They are so beautiful, Eric." She said as she smelled the bouquet, her smile never fading, "And pink carnation. One of my favorite flowers."
"Yeah I know." He nodded, "I remember I use to give you some every Mother's day when I was a kid."
"And even when you grew up." She added.
It was true, though Eric hadn't always made it to Point Place to celebrate Mother's Day, he always made it a point to call the town florist and set up the delivery of pink carnations to the Forman Household.
"So you did get them."
"Of course I did." Kitty nodded, "And I called you to thank you but you were never there."
Eric's grin started to fade away, as a reminder of how he was a good son turned into a remind of how he wasn't so great either.
"Oh yeah, well you know Sunday's the day I do my grading." He explained "The Monday's school and stuff."
Kitty nodded understandingly, "You know something?" she asked grabbing her son's attention right away, "Pink carnations were never one of my favorites until the Mother's Day that you were five and Laurie was six and the two of you bought me that big bouquet."
Eric smiled at the memory and felt a sense of pride. He'd been the one who said to go with the pink carnations. Laurie wanted to give her some daisies.
"So," Kitty began to say until she was interrupted.
"Mom, I'm sorry."
Kitty furrowed her brow at her son, "For what sweetie?"
"For…a lot of things." Eric answered looking down at he blanket her was sitting on, "I've messed up a lot and I've done thing I shouldn't have done and didn't do things that I should have. And I'm sorry for them all."
"Eric, honey it's ok. I know you…"
"No Mom." Eric interrupted again, this time looking up at her "I know you probably know all the things that I'm sorry for, but I need to say them all. Say how sorry I am…I want to say how sorry I am for all of them."
"Ok, sweetie." Kitty nodded before grabbing his right hand.
"Ok." Eric repeated before taking a deep breath. This could take awhile.
"I'm sorry for not coming home for Mother's Day all those years. I'm sorry for moving to Seattle, for being so far away from you. I'm sorry for not calling you as often as I should have. I'm sorry for not being with you when you were in the hospital for the surgeries and the treatments." He told her as he squeezed the hand she had put over his.
"I'm sorry for not visiting you when you were sick." Eric continued, "I'm sorry I wasn't around as much as I should've been. I'm sorry for have that 'Two Days Plan.' I'm sorry for making an award seem more important than you."
By this time Eric could feel his emotions and his tears starting to build up on him. And his mother could see it as well, she wanted nothing more than to take him in her arms and comfort him, but he insisted on going on.
"I'm sorry for almost not coming. I'm sorry for running out when you were in pain and not saying anything. I'm sorry for making you think you weren't a good mom. Because you a good mom, you're the greatest mom I could ever as for." He went on, his tears now falling down his cheeks, "And I'm sorry for not telling you that more."
With that said Eric stopped talking because he couldn't seem to find the strength to go on, and let his tears fall freely before dropping himself onto Kitty and hugging onto her tightly.
Hearing her Baby Boy crying, broke her heart caused a few tears to form under Kitty's own eyes.
"Eric sweetie, it's ok." She said to him softly, hugging him back.
Eric gripped onto her tighter and noticed how he could feel her bones and it upset him even more.
"Shh, honey." Kitty whispered as she rubbed her hand on Eric's back, "Don't cry sweetie."
As she tried her best to comfort him and stop his crying, Kitty was reminded of how she used to do this when he was a little boy. Of course this was much worse than Laurie calling him a name or him getting a scraped knee. Still, she thought the way she had stopped his crying before was worth another try.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine." She softly began to sing and Eric slowly started to calm down. Just like when he was little. Kitty smiled at that fact and went on with the song, "You make me happy when skies are gray."
Carefully Eric pulled out his mother's arms and began to sing in the melody he knew by heart by the time he was five.
"You'll never know dear how much I love you," they sang together, both smiling slightly "please don't take my sunshine away."
When the song was over Eric leaned down and hugged his mother again, this time with no tears.
"I love you, Mom." He whispered.
Kitty smiled and tightened her grip on her son.
"I love you too, Eric."
Author's Note: There you are my friends, Chapter 17 of "Two Weeks" Hope you liked!
Who called Uncle Marty? Were there any other phone calls made? Now that Eric has seen Kitty and apologized will things get better? Is Red almost home? And was that good luck kiss really just nothing? Confused? You won't be after the next chapter of "Two Weeks"
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