Disclaimer: I don't own JESSIE.
Ravi's real family
Jessie knocks on the door to Ravi's room. For some reason Jessie hasn't seen him since breakfast and she's worried.
Ravi doesn't open.
"Hm, maybe he's asleep. I should leave him alone so he can..." says Jessie, but stop talking when she can hear the sound of crying from Ravi's room.
Jessie open the door and finds Ravi on his bed crying.
"They are bad evil people..." says Ravi through his tears. Most people would probably not understand a word of what Ravi says right now since he's crying so much, but Jessie has been the nanny for the Ross-kids for more than a year now so to her what Ravi says is as clear as if he'd been talking with in a regular speaking-tone.
"Who's bad people? Talk to me and tell me what's goin' on." says Jessie as she sit down on the bed next to Ravi.
"After breakfast...I went online to look for info. about my real family back in India, as you know I've always wanted to know who they are...and...they are evil bad people. My dad is in jail for murder, my mom is a hooker and my older brother sells alcohol and dangerous drugs to middle school kids..." says Ravi, still crying as much as before.
"That's terrible!" says Jessie as she hug Ravi, trying to comfort him. "I'm soo sorry..."
"I thought my parents would be good people..." says Ravi, still crying.
"Ravi, I understand that it can't be easy for ya to find out that the family you've wanted to know about are such evil cold-hearted people, but you've got a new family here in New York City now. Mr and Mrs Ross love you and you have Emma, Luke and Zuri...and me as your friend and nanny." says Jessie.
"Thanks, but that's not the same thing." says Ravi, still crying.
"We're all here for ya. Always." says Jessie.
"Guess I should be happy that Mr and Mrs Ross exist. Without them I'd still be in India and I might even be dead so...thank you, Mr and Mrs Ross." says Ravi.
"Yeah...I'm sure that both Morgan and Christina love ya very much. At least ya have parents. Many kids out there doesn't have that." says Jessie.
"I know. Back in India my home was an old dirty orphanage." says Ravi.
Several years later a now adult Ravi is in India. His parents are dead since many years and his older brother is in jail, bur Ravi still wants to visit his parents grave.
Engraved on the small stone is "M. Thamir 1957 - 2017 E. Thamir 1965 - 2017 Both killed by unknown soldier."
Ravi cry a little. Even though they were evil people he still feel sad. After all, they were his real parents.
"Mom, dad...rest in peace." says Ravi in a low mature tone before he turn around and walk away.
A month later back in New York City, Ravi get an e-mail. It's from a prison in India. It says: "Mr Ravi Kamu Ross, I'm sorry to tell you that your brother S. Thamir is dead. He took his own life in his cell last night. Sorry, wish I had better news. Blessings from Mr H. Cemiz, prison director of CR-prison, India."
"Oh no..." thinks Ravi.
Ravi can not keep himself from thinking about what sort of man his brother was.
The End.