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Author's Note: Hello Everyone! I know, I know, I'm late. I'M SORRY! But the family and I went to the beach again for my sister's birthday. Only this time I brought my Mom's computer so I could put up the new chapter on Monday. But guess what happened! I forgot my pen drive at the house! I could have thrown myself out our balcony! Not only was not able to post the new chapter but I couldn't work on anything! I am pretty behind now. And tomorrow I'm off on the road again to see some old friends, so don't know if Monday there will be a new chapter. I'll try my best tho! Gonna try and work on the upcoming chapter tonight after I unpack from the beach and repack for the next trip. Hopefully I won't forget my USB this time! Couple of notes. First this is just a little short chapter to hold you guys over for awhile! And as always I am not a doctor or training to be one. I have been watching a lot of House tho. That guy is just too funny! So here you go Enjoy!

"Talking"

"Talking?" Hyde repeated, changing his tone to make it sound like a question.

Kitty nodded her head, "Yes. And listening. Talking and listening can help any problem."

"Really?" Hyde asked.

"Really. Just look at the time way back with you and Jackie." Kitty began to say, "When she took that job in Chicago and then you well you did what you did…"she looked straight at the camera, "Kids, if he told you the story, then I'm sure you know exactly what I'm talking about, if not…well he just well…"

"Acted like a complete dumbass?" He finished for her, when he saw how she was struggling for her words.

Kitty frowned just slightly, "Now Steven…you weren't a complete one."

"Thanks, Mom." He replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Anyways the point is, if you and Jackie would have talked things out right away and listened to what each of you had to say, things wouldn't have gotten so messy." She continued, "Talking and listening is always the best solution to a problem. It may not make things perfect, but it'll make things better than they were before."

0o0o0o

More than an hour had passed since Angela had left the house. Since then the mismatched family had had breakfast—which turned out not to be so bad tasting. They'd also gone into the living room to talk afterwards.

While it had been fun and there were plenty of laughs and stories told, after awhile all the moving around had started to take a toll on Kitty.

Fortunately Hyde and Eric had convinced Kitty to go upstairs and rest for an hour or two. Even more fortunate than that was, Kitty didn't put up a fight and agreed with her two boys.

Once Kitty was back in her bed, the remaining party started splitting up through-out the house.

Eric had stayed upstairs with his mother, spending a few minutes with her before Hyde came into the room.

While Hyde didn't kick Eric out and the two men could have stayed with Kitty together—their friendship was almost back to the way it was before Eric had left—Eric felt he should leave. He'd been spending a lot more time with his mom and that was taking time away from Hyde. Eric could tell Hyde was missing the times with just himself and Kitty. And Eric was happy to let him have some more of those times like that.

He'd meant what he'd said before to Hyde. Kitty was really a mother to them both.

After receiving a nod and a smirk—that was very close to a genuine smile—from Hyde, Eric left his parents room and headed over to Jackie's.

He had hoped to find the tiny brunette in the room, but what he did find was almost as good.

Placed carefully on the made bed, were two small squares. A grin sprung to Eric's face as he recognized just what those items were. His pair of dark blue jeans and his black polo shirt.

Two crumbs! Two pieces of his luggage! Not one but two!

Eric just about jumped in the air and squealed as he held tightly onto his clothes. He was so excited that he had a new outfit and could finally change! He was just about to do just that when a thought entered his mind.

Jackie had remembered what he'd said last night. Last night before their kiss. Before this mess. This mess that he was going to pick up.

Throwing the clothing, he had just been ready to have a part for, back on the mattress, Eric opened up the bedroom door and jogged out of the room.

0o0o0o

It took Eric a good few minutes to finally locate the missing brunette. But when he really stopped to think about it the basement should have been one of the first places he should have looked.

As Eric walked down the wooden steps to the basement, he saw Jackie standing over by the washer and deepfreeze.

She had yet to notice him and he thought he might be able to sneak up and surprise her. However when he saw Jackie's actions he was the one who was surprised.

Jackie leaned down into one of the machine, but not the deepfreeze like Eric had thought she'd do. She had leaned into the washing machine, pulling out the wet comforter—the same comforter that Eric had taken off his mother's bed last night.

And the surprises didn't stop there. After Jackie had gotten the blanket out of the aged green machine, she proceeded to put the sheets into the matching dyer. And then set the knobs on top before starting the appliance!

"Whoa, Jackie Burkhart doing laundry." Eric said out loud as he stepped down the last two steps, "Talk about a once in a lifetime chance. Wish I had my camera."

Getting over the slight startle he'd give her, Jackie turned towards Eric and smirk.

"Well I know I don't need mine. Eric Forman making a smartass comment, just an ordinary everyday day."

"Ah but!" Eric said lifting his index finger in the air, "With each new day comes a new smartass comment."

Jackie shook her head, trying not to let him see her smile and urge to laugh, "What're you doing down here?"

Eric shrugged his shoulders in response, "Nothing. Just walking around. I'm glad I found you though. Now that you're done with the laundry I thought maybe we could sit down and…"

Alarm suddenly filled Jackie. She couldn't sit down with Eric. What if what happened last night happened again? Although would that really be so terrible? No, not…yes, yes it would. Jackie shook her head ending the argument there.

"Ugh yeah, that sounds nice Eric, but I really can't right now." She told him as she scanned her eyes around the room looking for something that would help her come up with excuse. Plus it was keeping her from seeing the disappointed expression Eric wore.

"I have to go check on your mom." She stammered.

"Hyde's up there with her." Eric informed.

"Oh." She said before quickly thinking up another reason, "I did promise Betsy I'd take her to the store, so I better…"

"Brooke just started to put her down for her nap."

Jackie rapidly blinked her eyes, fighting back the urge to glare at him. But really how the hell did he know wall these things?

Coming up with another excuse, and excuse she thought was very good and very truthful, Jackie said, "Well I've got to get to Donna help her with the wedding plans. If she's left to do it alone her wedding dress will be plaid!"

Jackie turned herself to the stairway only to turn back around when Eric spoke.

"Her and Randy went back to 'The Hub.'" He explained "Apparently Randy really likes the place."

Jackie inwardly sighed, before she began racking her brain. There had to be someone left in this house that wasn't busy…besides Eric of course. Then it hit her and she practically smiled at Eric.

"I have to go check on Fez and Kelso." She informed and then pointed her finer to make her point stronger, "And it doesn't matter what they're doing, I still have to make sure they haven't or aren't going to set anything on fire."

"Jackie, why don't you wanna talk to me?" Eric questioned, stopping Jackie form stepping on the third step from the floor.

"What do you mean?" she asked turning around, "We're talking right now!"

Eric ignored the playful tone of voice she used and went on, "Not about last night. About what happened. About our…"

"Eric, I do want to talk to you about all that stuff." She vaguely lied, "I'm just a very busy girl who really doesn't have time to talk."

"You don't have five minutes?" he asked sounding both hopeful and abit upset.

Jackie looked down at him and sighed, "Eric, you and I both know that talk will take more than five minutes."

But Eric wasn't ready to give up, "Ok, so six minutes!"

"Eric…"

"Alright, alright. I'll let you go if you just answer this one little question for me." Eric told her almost pleading, "Then I'll just wait until you have the time to talk."

She wasn't quite sure how it happened, one minute she was looking up skyward and the next her eyes were back on Eric's as she told , "Ok."

Eric smiled only slightly and he nodded his head once, "Ok." He paused for a few seconds, making sure this question was the one he wanted to ask. And then he glanced up at Jackie again.

"What did that kiss mean?"

Jackie was surprised by the question. She hadn't expected this one little question Eric said he would ask to be so huge and meaningful. It was the question that summed up everything! The guy was very clever; Jackie had to give him that.

Looking back down at Eric, Jackie saw his large green eyes staring back up at her. She could see the smidge of hopefulness and worry in them. Jackie sighed and closed her eyes. She knew her answer. And she knew what she had to say.

She reopened her eyes to look at Eric, only to turn away from them seconds later.

"Nothing." She said in almost a whisper.

But Eric had heard her. And her words…well technically word, had confused him.

Nothing? That was not what he thought she's day. Maybe something like 'I don't know' or reversing the question back to him like 'what do you think?' He even thought she would have said, 'We'll talk about it later.' Never had he thought she'd say a flat out nothing.

Especially since the word nothing wasn't at all on the list of words he'd use to describe that kiss.

"Jackie, wait." He called after her, she hadn't moved up but one step, "Nothing? That can't be right. I was there that kiss was not a nothing kiss."

Jackie opened her mouth to speak but Eric wasn't quite finished yet.

"I mean don't know what that kiss was but I know it wasn't nothing. That kiss was…it was…" he drifted off slightly at the memory of the soft lips against his and her skillful tongue, "I don't think I've ever been kissed like that. That was a really, really good kiss."

Jackie smirked in response, "Of course it was. You were kissing me."

Eric gave a small laugh at the slight humor and then released a smug smile as he caught on to smoothing.

"Hey look, I got you talking about it." He pointed out with a grin.

As soon as he said the words out loud, Jackie's smile faded away and he immediately wished he'd kept the detail to himself.

"I…I have to go." She said before turning back around.

"Jackie, no wait. We were doing good." He said as he steeped up on the next step and gently grabbed onto her upper arm, "Just…just tell me how you think that kiss was nothing. Didn't you feel something?"

Jackie kept her yes on Eric, "I don't know…it was just nothing ok?" she asked not wanting an answer, but instead wanting the whole thing to be over with, "I felt…" she shook her head and went on, "Both those kisses meant nothing Eric."

With that said Jackie jerked her arm forward, releasing herself from Eric's loose grip.

Eric didn't seem to notice though as he remained in his own thoughts. They had two kisses. Two kisses threat weren't two minutes apart from the other.

He quickly broke out of his daze, just in time before Jackie took a step on the next wooden step.

"Jackie you just said it, there were two kisses." Eric called out, confusing Jackie and making her wonder what his point was, "One of them had to have meant something…"

"No Eric." Jackie answered almost harshly, before the young man could go on, "I'm sorry Eric, but both those kisses meant nothing." She said in a softer voice, "They weren't something. They weren't anything. They were nothing."

Jackie made another attempt to head up to the kitchen. This time Eric didn't stop her by grabbing onto her, but instead followed her up the steps.

"Jackie, I really don't believe you." He said as the continued to make their way up the stairs, "I mean there had to be a little of something. Of anything."

Both Jackie and Eric were so wrapped up in their conversation. One trying to make it continue on the other trying to make it end—that they didn't notice their foreign friend making his way down the same staircase.

"Oo what are we talking about?" he asked curiously, at last grabbing their attention if only for a second or two.

"Nothing." Jackie and Eric answered before stomping their way up the final steps to the kitchen.

Fez scowled as he watched his friends' strange behavior. The whole scene made him very curious.

"Hmm. That did not seem like nothing." He said to himself, "This looks like a case for Sherlock Fez!" he announced proudly before remembering why he'd come down to the basement, "But first Bugs Bunny!"

0o0o0o

As Jackie entered the Forman kitchen, she silently breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the room was empty. She had a good feeling Eric wasn't done talking about what had happen last night and there was really no need to involve anyone else.

"Jackie, I don't know what those kisses meant either but I know it wasn't nothing." Eric continued to ramble on, "Maybe you just answered to quickly, so I'd get off the subject already. Maybe…"

"Eric!" Jackie practically yelled out, "Stop. Ok? Just stop. You know the kisses were nothing. You just said so!"

Eric quickly recalled answering Fez's question with 'nothing.'

"Yeah," Eric nodded, "To Fez!"

"He's still a person, Eric." Jackie stated, "A foreign person, which kinda makes him less important than the rest of us. But he's still a person!"

"Jackie…" Eric began to say only to be interrupted by the ringing coming from the telephone.

Jackie turned away from Eric and over to the phone only to look back at Eric.

"I have to get that." She told him, even though she really didn't it was probably those damn telemarketers.

"Just give me a second, Jackie." Eric said, "Please?"

Jackie sighed before grudgingly nodding her head, and trying to tune out the ringing in the room. "Ok."

"Ok. Jackie, this isn't the way I wanna talk about this. I think we really should set some time aside so we can talk about what happened. Because I think it's important for us to talk about it." Eric said to her, keeping eye contact with Jackie the whole time.

The phone continued to ring in the background.

"Because…because I've really liked this thing we had going you know? Ever since the beginning…I mean not the very beginning when we first met because you were the devil when we first met." He said hoping to add a bit of humor, "But since the beginning of this trip, you've been there for me helping me out and standing up for me. I've really liked this friendship thing we've kinda started. And I…I don't wanna mess it up."

Jackie felt a familiar sting as she nodded her head, "I don't wanna mess things up either."

Eric took a step closer to Jackie, ready to get more in depth with the conversation, but Jackie had quickly turned herself around—giving her back to Eric—to answer the phone after the eleventh ring.

"Hello?" she said and then paused for a second or two, "Oh hi Jen! No, I don't think I'm going into work today… Yeah, she's still doing pretty bad. She said she was feeling good today and she even looks better but just to be on the safe side you know?"

Still standing the few feet away from her, Eric watched Jackie talk over the phone with someone he assumed she worked with. It shouldn't take too long, after all his phone calls with co-workers never lasted more than five minutes.

"Do you think you could…" Jackie drifted off for a few seconds, "Yes! You could? Thanks so much. I'll owe you one. I think I only had one client coming in today. Mr. Stewart. Yeah the old guy that looks like The Skipper."

Of course this was Jackie and she could talk for hours. Something told Eric that this phone call between employees would take more than five minutes. His and Jackie's talk would have to be put off once again

Seeing that Jackie was distracted with her phone call, Eric slipped out of the kitchen and through the swinging door to the living room.

"The last time I talked to him, he said he was looking for a new set of leather gloves, some more button down shirts…a couple of new ties…and…a green leprechaun suit." Jackie paused for a few seconds, waiting to see if Eric would come back into the room after hearing her say those words.

But the swinging door remained closed. Jackie exhaled softly before placing the receiver back on the hook.

Whoever had been on the phone when she and Eric had first entered the kitchen had hung up just before Jackie picked up the phone. She'd faked the entire conversation with her 'co-worker.' She didn't even work with a Jen!

Jackie just had to get Eric out of the room. She knew they had to talk about what had happened last night at some point. But that point couldn't be right now. It just couldn't. After all how was she supposed to talk about what a kiss meant for her and Eric, if she herself still wasn't sure what the kisses had meant to her.

There were only a few things Jackie knew about those kitchen kisses. They'd happened. They needed to be discussed. And they were two of the best kisses of her life.

Author's Note: There you go Chapter 24 of "Two Weeks" Hope you liked!

Who had called the Forman home? Will Sherlock Fez solve this case? When will Jackie and Eric sit down and talk about their kisses? What did those kisses mean to Jackie? And will that poker game ever happen? 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!