A/N: You don't know how much fucking research went into these four hundred some words. How much research as actually going into these stupid drabbles.

I've spent more time researching California in the early 1900's then I have on my school projects this year.

I know what I'm about.

Enjoy~

Whenever Owen and his sons returned home, the patriarch of the family would always find the time to play and interact with his children, despite how tired he was and how sore he felt. He refused to allow his family to drift away from each other, like his darling angel Alice and her family.

He couldn't lose anyone else, he couldn't bare it. He wouldn't stand for it.

It took almost three, hard, grueling months to pass for the family's luck turned.

Alice's younger sister, Clara, who did not agree with her parents when they kicked Alice out of their lives, and her husband, Isaac Boris extended a helping hand and invited the struggling family to live with them up north, in the Pacific Heights of San Francisco.

Isaac's father and uncle owned and operated one of California's top oilfields, and even though he did not work at the fields nor was he in line to take over, that was in his eldest brother's future, he did have a more than sizable fortune given to him. And he took advantage of that when the Earthquake of 1906 hit.

Isaac didn't waste anytime to snap up some land and built him and his wife a grand Victorian style home. It took nearly four years to complete, they had to start over about a year in when it was found that the contractors at the time was using some shoddy material, but the Boris Mansion was finished by late 1910.

Isaac had expected to have quite a few children with his lovely wife and was overzealous in how many rooms were in the mansion he helped design, but it quickly became apparent that his wife was unable to have children. And so the fifteen bed roomed home felt very empty to the wealthy young couple.

By December of 1912, Clara finally got up the nerve to ask if her sister and her family could come live with them. Clara explained to her husband how she had not seen her older sister since she married, and subsequently disowned, almost twenty years ago. Isaac jumped at the idea, eager to fill the home he had built with the laughter of children and make his wife happy.

It would always be their deepest regret that they didn't think of that idea sooner because then maybe, maybe, Alice would still be alive.

Regardless, they invited the mourning family with eager arms into their home, and life for both the Udall and the Boris families had never looked brighter.

A/N: REMEMBER! If you see a mistake yell at me for it so that I can fix it and or just tell me what you think. What you like, dislike, or what you think I need to improve on. I can't get better if no one tells me what and how I'm fucking up.

The Boris Mansion is based off of a mansion I found on Zillow that was built in 1906. Don't know much more about it but the date it was build and the fact it has 15 bedrooms, 10 baths, and is 13,643 sqft.

Goals.

OH, HEY!

Joey comes in next chapter.