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Author's Note: Oh my goodness, I am so so so so a million and one more 'so's sorry! I have just been swamped with school work. Really! And just when it seems like I'm headed to the surfaces and everything's gonna be ok, some big wave comes in and drags me back into the deep waters! Really annoying, maybe I should start wearing a lifejacket or something. Anywoo I am so very sorry for the late update and for such a short chapter, it really is compared to the ones I had been posting, but its just a little something to help get me towards the shore once again. A couple of notes for you all today. First of all thank you so much for the reviews, they really keep me going and without them, this chapter probably wouldn't be up now. Second, please remember I am not a doctor…I am taking an anatomy class right now but don't ask me how it's going. Third, can you believe it, it has been nine months since I started putting up chapters for this fic! WOW! That's as long as a pregnancy! And I do feel like this story is kinda like my little baby and I am so grateful that you guys are liking and have stayed tune even after all this time. Nine months and we're just gonna be finishing the first week! Hope you guys will keep reading despite how long it's taking to finish. And fourth, I am sooo sorry for the short update and the very late one. However it does have quite abit of Eric and Jackie in it, so hopefully that makes up for it. Enough of my ramblings, you've waited long enough, Enjoy!

"What about hospitals?" Hyde's voice was heard asking from behind the camera.

Kitty titled her head slightly at the question, "Well Steven, I did work in a hospital for over fifteen years. And I lived in one for almost six months, thanks to the cancer…"

"So you like them?" Hyde question rather than stated.

"No." Kitty shook her head, "Not very much, really."

"So why did you become a nurse?" a far off voice asked.

Hyde moved the camera away from Kitty and over the far left of the couch where Jackie was sitting with crossed arms over her chest. It had been several minutes since her attempt—failed attempt—to take over the video. Her not being able to come up with a question caused Hyde to quickly take Kitty's video back in the direction he wanted it to go.

"Sorry, already asked that question along time ago." Hyde shared in anything but an apologetic tone of voice, "So much for Miss. TV Talk Show Host."

Jackie gave defiant stare towards Hyde, "I could still so be a TV talk show host!" she argued, "Those people have their question made in advance and half the time they don't even write them!"

"Yeah, well…" Hyde began to fight back, leaving the camera's focus on his ex-girlfriend but still catching a glimpse of the frown on his surrogate mother's face.

"Now Steven, Jackie." Kitty called out, holding a palm up in front of each of them, putting an end to their squabble, "What did I say about fighting in my video?"

Two sighs were heard before the two spoke together, "No fighting in your video."

"Right." Kitty nodded, "Jackie, I think your question was a very good question."

Hyde opened his mouth to speak, but Kitty interrupted him before he got the chance.

"Steven, I know you already asked that question; and it was a very good question then too." She told the young man behind the camera, "But I think it also fits in very well here too. After all there are some details I didn't get to give you before that I can give to you now."

While Kitty sat on the sofa with a bright, motherly smile on her face, Jackie had scooted closer and smiled smugly at the video camera before sticking her tongue out at it in a child-like manner. That made him roll his eyes.

"Fine." He sighed, not wanting to argue with Kitty, but wishing Jackie hadn't gotten her way so easily, "So you hate hospitals?"

Kitty frown just slightly, "It's not that I hate them, Steven. It's just…I always thought hospitals were so sad and gloomy." She began to explain to both her adopted children—and future generations, "They're filled with people sick with diseases and people who are sick with worry."

"I thought that if I became a nurse I would be able to be there in a hospital and help a sick child feel more comfortable or give some sort of comfort to a woman waiting on some news on her husband." She continued on, "In all my years of working as a nurse I like to think I've helped some patients and family members of patients… I can't say exactly how many but I like to think I've helped take care of quite a few."

Hyde nodded along, "Mom, you've taken care of more than quite a few people. Inside and outside a hospital."

0o0o0o

"Here, catch."

Eric looked over to where the words had come from; but before he could lift his hands up, a soft, fluffy pillow covered by a deep violet pillow case collided with the front of his face.

Once the pillow fell onto his lap, Eric looked at the pitcher of the cushion.

"Um…ow!" he said, despite the fact that the pillow really felt like it could have been part of a cloud.

Jackie rolled her eyes before she got comfortable under the covers in her bed. She and Eric were in her room. Jackie snuggled in the cozy bed, while Eric laid on the carpeted floor next to the foot of the bed and not even next to Jackie!

"It's a pillow Eric, how hard could it have hurt you?" she mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

"Not as hard as this floor's gonna hurt me." He replied as he set the tossed pillow on the floor and laid his head on top of it.

Though Jackie had been kind enough to cover the ground with a few blankets, as an attempt to create cushion, the pillow was the only things that felt nice to lye on. Still Eric was determined to find some form of other comfort in his make shift bed. He tossed to his left, then he tossed to his right, and then to his left again—making annoyed groans and moans as he did so.

"You know," Jackie began to say, her eyes wide open showing just how annoyed she was with the noises Eric was making—from his moans to the rustling sounds of the blankets. "We could always go with your suggestion from a few days ago and set up your bed on the kitchen table." She said almost threatening.

Eric sighed in defeat. He settled on lying on his back, the same position he had started with, "I think I should be the one up on the bed and you on the floor."

Jackie sat herself up, looking over at Eric with a puzzled and slightly curious look on her face, "And why's that?"

"Because I'm the guest." He reminded.

"So?"

At the confused tone of voice, Eric turned his head away from the ceiling and towards Jackie's direction However, from where he was laying on the floor, he was unable to see Jackie and instead talked to the side of the mattress he lay by.

"So the hostess is supposed to do whatever the guest wants, so that the guest will be comfortable." Eric explained, "And sleeping in a bed would make this guest very comfortable."

Jackie shook her head and laid back down, "Sorry. Hostess's room, hostess's rules." She replied closing her eyes, "You're sleeping on the floor."

"Jackie, come on." Eric said, trying not to plead, "I don't wanna sleep on the floor."

"Well neither do I." the tired brunette retorted with only a few seconds later.

The room suddenly went quite, surprising Jackie very much. She opened her eyes again and frowned, waiting a few seconds for Eric to say something, anything. She had thought that the argument would have lasted much longer, but was thankful that it had been quick and easy and she'd gotten her way, letting her stay in her bed.

She closed her eyes again, smiling slightly and deciding she should get some sleep.

Jackie was only a few seconds away from drifting off to La La Land when there was a slight weight shift over on the left side of her mattress. The brunette's mismatched eyes flew open and landed on Eric Forman sitting on the empty side of the bed. When he saw that he'd been caught, he tried to play the innocent card—a card he'd never been too good at playing.

He put on his best shy smile and raised his right hand, "Hi."

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked with a scowl as she sat up.

"Well you said you didn't wanna sleep on the floor. And I didn't wanna sleep on the floor. So I figured we should both sleep on the bed." Eric shared with Jackie's frown stayed in place; he shrugged his shoulder slightly, "This way everyone wins."

The frown on Jackie's forehead deepened and she shook her head. "As if, Forman."

Jackie then proceeded to stretch her small arm out towards Eric. She didn't use all of her strength but Eric not being aware of what she was doing made it a lot easier and quicker to push him off the mattress and onto where he was supposed to be sleeping.

Taking only a second or two to process what had just happened, Eric popped himself back up on his knees and looked over at the occupant of the comfy bed he so wanted to be on.

"Come on Jackie." Eric pleaded ever so lightly in his voice, but his actions—crawling closer to the bed on his knees—said other, "Why can't we both sleep in your bed?"

"Because!" Jackie argued, turning away and giving her back to Eric.

Unfortunately, 'because' was not a good enough answer for Eric. If was going to be forced to sleep on the floor when there was plenty of room on the bed in the same room he was sleeping in, he wanted a good reason. He wanted details.

"Because what?" he questioned, still on his knees, "If it's cause of the whole 'cooties' thing, those things usually go away after elementary school."

Jackie rolled her eyes, still facing the opposite way as she mumbled, "Not in your case."

She really didn't care if he'd heard her or not, but Jackie was definitely surprised when she heard him respond to her statement.

"You didn't seem to be too worried about catching them when we were downstairs." Eric reminded in a singing tone of voice.

The tiny form under the covers sat up and turned over to look at Eric, she titled her head before speaking. "Gee Eric, I was thinking about letting you in the bed but now…you can forget it." She told him keeping her voice in an innocent tone.

Eric's eyes nearly bugged right out of his head as he watched Jackie smile almost evilly at him before turning over once again. He didn't know he had been close to getting into her bed with her, if he had he would've kept his mouth shut and the comment too himself…at least until he was in the bed.

"Jackie, please. Come on, please let me sleep in your bed with you." He pleaded, no longer caring how desperate he sounded.

He may not have been very old, but he wasn't as young as he use to be and even back then sleeping on the floor killed his back in the morning. Eric moved even closer to Jackie's bed—still on his knees—until he could rest his clasped hands on the mattress. Feeling the shift of weight once again, Jackie flipped over and tried not to laugh at the scene in front of her.

Eric continued, "Jackie please. I promise, I'll be quiet…I'll be on my best behavior…just please let me sleep with you!"

"Huh." Jackie said as she propped the left side of her head in her head, "You're actually begging to sleep with me, while on your knees at my bedside…I didn't think that would happen until at least our third date."

There was a pause in the room as Eric took in what Jackie and said and then looked down and finally realized just what he was doing and how pathetic—kinda perverted—he must have looked. Not a second later Eric jumped up and on to his feet, hurriedly making his way back to his improvised bedding.

"Just so you know, I wasn't on my knees, begging, at your bedside." Eric stated out loud, sitting down over the blankets but not yet lying down, "I was on my knees begging, next to your bedside. There is a difference."

Jackie gave a small smile as she tried to get comfortable once again, "Whatever you say, Eric."

"I think it's whatever you say too, Jackie." He replied from the ground, "After all we haven't even had our first date and already you're thinking of our third date."

Jackie's eye lids uncovered her multicolored eyes, showing the surprise in them. She remained lying on her side, thinking of a response, she hadn't expected him to call her on that. It was another second or two before Jackie came up with a reply she thought would end the conversation and allow her to finally get some of her beauty sleep.

She quickly sat up, mouth open ready to send out her message but her mind went blank as soon as she saw Eric's head popped up at the foot of her bed, a haughty smirk playing on his lips. She was taken aback and jumped back just slightly before she let her own smile appear on her soft lips.

"You see?" Jackie said gesturing her hand towards Eric, "This is why you can't share a bed with me."

"Why?" Eric questioned, a confused frown crossing his forehead if only for a seconds, before it went back to being a smug smirk…if not smugier. "Because I'm so devastatingly handsome and charming you don't think you could keep your hands off me?"

There was a snort released before the actual answer, "Yeah, ok." Jackie replied, "If that'll make you happier and more importantly keep you out of my bed."

"Well it has made me happier." He said, at last laying his head on the cushion she'd thrown at him earlier, "And it'll keep me away from your bed for a good few minutes." He joked.

Jackie giggled softly and the sound made Eric's smile grow, not out of smugness but happiness. Jackie was happy and that made him happy; it felt a bit strange to think like that but then again, not strange at all.

"Good night, Jackie." he called out to her.

"Goodnight, Eric." Jackie said soon after, "Have fun sleeping on the same thing people have stepped on with their muddy shoes or their stinky feet or their shoes with…"

"Ok that's it." Eric interrupted Jackie teasing as he sprung off the pile of blankets and onto Jackie's bed. "Scoot over."

Jackie's wide eyes looked at Eric liked he had grown an extra head but he was only getting under the covers on the left side of her bed. Why did everything she say to him right now, back fire on her?

"Eric!" she shrieked, "Get out of my bed! We can't sleep in the same bed."

"Why not, Jackie?" Eric asked, still wanting a reasonable answer, "It's not like we're gonna do anything…we're just gonna sleep."

Jackie sighed, "Eric…"

"Come on Jackie I use to do this all the time with Don…"Eric cut his on words off as he realized what he was about say; whose name he was about to say.

He looked at Jackie, hoping she wasn't upset. She didn't look upset or hurt, but he still felt terrible.

Clearing he throat Eric spoke up and nervously asked, "Would you believe me if I said I really meant to say 'Don'?"

"No." Jackie answered shaking her head from left to right.

"Yeah…I knew that." He confessed looking down and then back up at Jackie, "I think I'll go sleep on the floor, Jackie."

Jackie watched as Eric slowly untangled himself from the sheets and climbed out of bed. He looked so hurt and disappointed in himself. He looked so much like a sad little puppy dog and Jackie wanted nothing more than to give the little puppy a comforting hug. The poor guy was going through so much already.

"Eric…"she called out, ready to tell him how she wasn't bothered by what he'd said. Because she really wasn't.

"It's ok, Jackie." he said while getting into his 'bed' and this time laying down without a fight, "I can sleep on the floor."

Silence took over the room. Jackie wasn't quite sure what to say to Eric that would make him feel better without making him think she was just saying that just to make him feel better. She wanted him to know that she meant her words.

She sighed and almost threw herself back against her pillows, trying to come up with something. However, just when she'd gotten her mind on the right track a voice put a fast halt to her thoughts.

"Jackie, I just want you to know I wasn't thinking of Donna right now." Eric shared, keeping his voice serious and yet soft, "I was just thinking of you know…the moment."

The brunette remained mute, looking up at the ceiling and listening to what Eric felt he needed to say.

"It's just…I've known Donna since I was like six years old. She's in a lot of my memories…just like the rest of you guys are. And I can't just erase Donna from those memories." He went on, he gaze set on the same ceiling Jackie had hers on, "because then I'd end up having to erase a lot of those memories and I really don't wanna do that because…"

"Because those things have made you who you are today." Jackie finished for him.

Eric nodded his head, amazed at how she was able to take the words right out his mouth, "Yeah."

"I know, what you mean." She added.

She really did. It was the same thing with Steven and Michael. They had been a part of her life for so long, they played major roles even when they weren't dating. And even if they had both hurt her she couldn't just cut them out of her life and pretend they didn't exist. There were too many photos and memories that she held close to her heart that involved the two of them.

But that didn't mean she was in love with either of them. Yes, she cared about both Steven and Michael but she wasn't head over heels in love with them as she'd had been when they were teenagers.

And Jackie knew this was the same case with Eric and his feeling towards Donna.

"Eric." She called, sitting back up and leaning over to look down at the young man pretending to be asleep.

He opened his eyes and looked towards her, "Yeah?"

Jackie tired to keep her facial expression as Hyde would say 'Zen' but just could help but let a smile crack onto her face, "Get in here."

There was no need to say that twice. There wasn't even a second between the words leaving Jackie's and Eric leaping into bed beside her. Jackie tried to look annoyed as he nestled himself under the covers, but couldn't help but let out a giggle.

"I knew my plan would work." Eric shared out loud once he was settled in.

"Yeah, ok." Jackie mockingly agreed, she knew none of that had been planed, "Let's just get a couple of thing straight, ok?"

"Alright." He nodded.

"Alright. First of all this is not a permanent ant thing, so don't get use to it." She warned, abit teasingly, "Tomorrow we're working out a whole knew sleeping arrangement with everyone."

He nodded again.

"And second…I just wanted to make sure that tomorrow…we're still, you know…talking."

"Well yeah." Eric replied frowning just a tiny frown, "I mean we've been talking since I got here and well….why ruin a good thing?"

Jackie's smile reappeared on her face at hearing Eric's words. He called their talking 'a good thing' that sounded really nice. Still that wasn't what she was talking about.

"No, not us talking to…us." She said waving her hand between the two of them, "I mean us talking to…them."

Now Eric knew what she was talking about; though he had been guessing something along the line before, he just wanted to have a little fun.

"Oh yeah, them. Yeah we're still gonna talk to them. As soon as we can." He said with a nod, "You'll talk to Hyde."

Jackie nodded, "Right. And you'll talk to Donna."

"Right." Eric said, it now being his turn to nod.

"And your dad."

Eric continued to nod his head, "Ri…wait what?" he whipped his head to his right and looked at the tiny young woman.

"And your dad." Jackie repeated, getting comfortable on her side of the bed just as Eric sat himself up on his. "You're talking to him too."

"But…what…why?" Eric finally managed to ask, "I already talked to him earlier in the kitchen, remember?"

Jackie turned her resting head, towards him, "No your dad talked to you. All you did was sit there with this really weird look on your face…you didn't say anything."

"Yeah I did." Eric tried to argue.

"When he was already in the next room." Jackie was quick to remind.

"Last I checked, that was still talking."

Out of frustration, Jackie let out a heavy sigh; she really wanted to get some sleep. "Ok look Eric, if you don't promise me you'll talk to your dad tomorrow, you're back on the floor."

Eric was quiet. He really didn't want to go back on the floor, especially after all he'd done to get up here now. Then again he didn't want to talk to his father…but things hadn't been as bad as he thought they'd be earlier. Maybe if he did talk to Red things would go good, after all hadn't he just said he was glad he was home? That was a pretty good sign.

Maybe Red wasn't the one he should be so worried about talking to, maybe it was the other person he need to speak to.

"Ok, I'll talk to Red." Eric agreed, but decided to add in a catch, just incase the display in the kitchen had been a sort of cruel set up by his father, "But if I do, I want another crumb of my luggage."

For a few seconds Jackie was silent as thought over the pros and cons of the request. In the end the pros had just a few more points, and so she gave in.

"Ok fine." She nodded, "I guess I could give you back your Spider-Man underwear."

There was a small intend on Eric's forehead as he looked down at her, "Seriously Jackie how long were you looking at my underwear for?"

Fighting back a laugh Jackie shook her heads, "Good night, Eric."

"Good night, Jackie." He replied choosing to forget the earlier comment and get some rest instead.

The two of them laid both silent and still in the soft bed. It wasn't big where they had a good few feet between them, but it wasn't so close where they had their elbows in each other's face, it was almost perfect. And it didn't feel at all awkward but actually pretty fitting.

Lying on his back, Eric turned his head to the side to look at Jackie. She was lying on her left side, facing him but her eyes were shut. He smiled as he watched her, hoping he wasn't acting too much like his perverted foreign friend as he watched her sleep. He just couldn't help it, he'd never seen her sleeping before. She looked gorgeous.

Little did he know that Jackie wasn't asleep at all. And she could feel a pair of eyes burning into her. She suddenly remembered something and her eyes fluttered open and met his green ones.

"Oh Eric, I forgot." She said, not sitting back up, "If you hog up the blankets, I will literally kick you off the bed and onto the floor."

Eric was ready to open his mouth and respond to her threat, but he never got the chance to. He soon found that his lips hand been covered with Jackie's, in a tender, loving goodnight kiss.

Smiling slyly, she pulled away and kept her eyes on him, "Got it?"

"Got it." He repeated in a high pitched voice as he eagerly nodded his head up and down.

Author's Note: There you are my friends, Chapter 29 of "Two Weeks"( Finally!) Hope you liked!

How will the talks with Hyde and Donna go? Where will Eric sleep after tonight? Is there going to be a third date for Eric and Jackie? How will their first date go? Will Eric talk to Red? What will the two have to say to each other? And will Eric get his Spider-Man underwear back? 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!