(Author's note: Hey thanks for the reviews, keep them coming…and once again, I don't own the movie, but I can say I own Kevin and Allison. Hehehehe)

Chapter 4

Kevin had just made the interchange from the 405 to the 118 freeway, and was driving towards Simi Valley, when he realized he was back home. This would always be his home, no matter where he went. He had been to a lot of places for his degrees, from Asia for study on monsoons to the Midwest for tornados. Russia for blizzards and the hurricane route from the top of Africa to Florida. But nothing compared to Los Angeles, the San Fernando Valley, and Simi Valley. Of course, he did think this was the worst place in the world, and did have the Los Angelino's cliché of "What weather?" attitude, but still, it was home.

Kevin then took that time to also notice the new him. An unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt over a white T, followed by blue jean shorts, ankle-cut socks, new tennis shoes, and of course, sunglasses to top it off. He was actually tanned for once, despite being told that his skin tone made it impossible to get anything but burned. He even lost a large amount of weight, making him much thinner, and definitely healthier. He remembered when he left being a little overweight, lazy as hell, and basically not very attractive, which was why he never really had girlfriends until after being in Hawaii for a time. And of course, he was riding in another gift from Dr. Hal: a University of Hawaii modified jeep. It was an open cabin, with special equipment mostly used for monitoring weather patterns, and used mostly towards tornado tracking, or "storm chasing." Of course, that, plus the CD/MP3/radio was presently at his new house, so that it wouldn't have been stolen while he was on his way back into LA.

He then saw a sign: KUEHNER DR., NEXT EXIT and thought, yeah; I remember that is her exit before realizing that he was about to miss that particular exit. "Oh, shit!" he screamed as he slammed the car's brakes for a second and practically swung the car into a 90 degree turn, and screeched the car down the off ramp. After regaining control, he sped down and stopped at her house, remembering the first time there, when he helped her move in. He parked the car, expecting her to be outside waiting for him to make sure he actually listened to her, but no one was outside. In fact, the house seemed too quiet. He got out of the jeep and made his way up the driveway and to the door. He could see it open a crack, and a note on the knob instructing him to go inside. Her parents we're at the present time on a vacation away from LA, so she was alone. He went inside, and turned right to a hallway and went immediately to her room. He walked in, and found no one in there. Thinking she might be in the bathroom, he waited patiently to have a look around her room. He saw plenty of pictures of her life, her friends, and her travels, many of which he was in. A whole portion of her wall was covered with FFA ribbons, mostly from high school, including her 'Reserved Grand Champion" award, the highest one there that she was incredibly proud of. And lastly, framed certificates and degrees from her college days. But one took his eye. There, on the middle of the wall, was a doctorate degree in geology…from the University of Hawaii. Not once did he recall Allison saying anything about geology, but here it was, clear as day. He took a closer examination of it before turning around, to see Allison in the doorway. She just stood there, in a silent gasp, before uttering "Kevin" and throwing her arms around him.

Kevin also stood motionless, before speaking, "I never thought you missed me that much, it's not like I wouldn't have come back.

Allison looked up at him, tears in her eyes, "You have no idea."

"What are you talking about?"

"You mean you haven't heard? It happened… come take a look."

Kevin followed her into the living room, where she turned on the TV. And watched in horror at the breaking news.

…on a massive scale. For those you have just tuned in, there has been devastation in Hawaii. Hurricane Noelani, a post category 5 storm, slammed into the island chain an hour ago with a tremendous force that the entire area has been destroyed. The vacation spot and state of Hawaii has been wiped off the map. Reports are now coming in that we are looking at a total lost of life, and our sympathy goes to all the family and friends of those vacationers and residents who were lost. President Blake has issued a national disaster area for the entire island, and we also believe that the entire government of Hawaii has been uprooted. Stay tuned to us for further updates and footage when we get them…"

Kevin hit the off button, and sat in shock, eyes starting to fill up. His breathing started to get heavier, and he could not believe what he heard. All of Hawaii gone? No way, there was just no way. He knew they had to be someone alive, some had to. No, not someone, he thought, Dr. Hal is, he's been through a lot, he'd know how to survive…I just know it! His first instinct was to go for his cell phone, and he did just that. He immediately hit the number to the Meteorology Department at the University, hoping to get through. Allison saw this and without haste told him that she already tried. Kevin refused to believe her, and waiting until he got the automated answering system, and then slammed his phone onto the carpet.

"Kevin, calm down, I know what you're going through, please." But Kevin just shrugged her off, and picked up the phone, prepared to call one more number; a number he knew would answer. He dialed Dr. Hal's cell.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG!

"C'mon, pick up"

"Kevin, it's no use"

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!

"I know you're there, Hal."

"He's not gonna pick up."

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG!

"C'mon, pick up, pick up, pick up!"

"Kevin… please"

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG!

"Dammit, man, answer"

"It's not going to, please Kevin."

Aloha, you've reached Gary, I'm not here right now, just leave your-

Kevin smashed the phone onto the floor, shattering it. "GOD DAMN IT, GARY ANSWER YOUR DAMN PHONE I KNOW YOU'RE THERE, YOU GONNA TELL ME ALL ABOUT THAT EXPER- … you are gonna… you have to… oh god… oh god… he's gone, he's really gone… he's…"

Allison looked at him, and he finally turned and noticed her behind him, and buried his face into her shoulder, weeping heavily. Allison, too, was crying, and had been ever since she heard of the disaster, only she was fearing mostly for Kevin's life, and was now mostly crying for the fact that he was alive and here, crying on her, but he was here. She had not lost the one friend that had been with her for so long, and had the biggest affect on her life. Allison leaned in closer and whispered in his ear, "I almost thought I had lost you too… you have no idea what I've been going through, but at least you're here, and you're alive."