AN: Things are about to get more interesting from this point on. Enjoy guys.

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Kettlecorn, Pickett's Farmhouse

As the entire Pickett's clan, plus London, gathered around the table for dinner, London couldn't help, but be a bit envious of what her roommate had. Sitting around the table were her grammy and pappy, mom and dad, various brother-in-laws and sisters, and last but not least, various nieces and nephews. It was 4 generations of the Pickett family sitting together, eating, and having fun, enjoying one another's company. Granted they didn't have as much London had in terms of material wealth, but the love was definitely there. This just made London sadder, knowing that her friend had something she always wanted but probably never will get, which was a loving family. As she continued to wallow in her self-pity, she suddenly heard someone asked her something.

"More mashed potatoes dear?" Bailey's mother had asked behind London, which caused her to shake out of her darkness.

"Yes please," London answered as Maggie began to pile up her plate with mashed potatoes, which caused London to politely ask her to stop before she gives her any more.

"Now that's not enough food for a youngin like yourself," Maggie began, "Plus look at you, you're skinnier then the handle of a pitchfork."

"Now momma, don't go all mothering the guest. If she can't eat it, don't force her," Joe said as he was cutting his meat.

"It's ok Mr. Pickett," London said with a blush, "I don't mind at all."

Bailey smiled at London's remark, realizing her friend probably never got so much loving attention before, especially not from a mother figure. She was sure from stories she had heard from Cody that his mother had tried to be the motherly figure for London when they were at the Tipton, but London probably thought Carey did it because she was obligated to do so. In this scenario, her mother had no real obligation except the fact that London was a guest and London was probably feeling the genuine love.

As the family continued to eat, the weather continued to get windier; this was a cause of concern for Joe. Before he could take another bite of his food, there was a sudden wail of an alarm, which caused everyone to stop eating, which confused London.

"Umm…Is that like some kind of dinner is over alarm?" London asked in confusion.

"Maggie," Joe began, "Get everyone down to the storm cellar. I'm going to check up on the weather report and get some flashlights and lock the barn. Hopefully this isn't a big one."

"Let the boys help," Maggie said as her various son-in-laws nodded and follow Joe out to the barn.

"Come on London, we need to go and get Porkers and Ivana and head down to the storm cellar," Bailey said as she pulled London towards her room.

"What's happening?" London asked as she was dragged towards Bailey's room.

Bailey stopped and turned towards London, giving her a worried look, "Tornado."

Storm Cellar

Everyone was in the cellar, waiting for the whole disaster to pass by them. Joe had found out that there was a F5 system ready to rock the Kansas plains and tried his best to calm his family down. All the adults knew it was going to be okay as long as they stayed inside, but the younger ones weren't as confident. Some of them were restless and crying, causing various family members doing their best in calming them down and getting their minds off of the tornado. London and Bailey were sitting by themselves in a corner, with London holding onto Ivana dearly while Bailey was holding Porker's leash.

"I can't believe daddy had me put here and now I have to face a tornado," London wailed softly while Bailey tried to comfort her.

"It's not so bad. As long as we stay down here, things will be okay."

London sniffed and shook her head and was clicking her heels together, "There's no place like home. There's no place like home…"

Bailey had to snicker at this, "London, what are you doing?"

"I'm wearing ruby slippers and like in that one movie, I'm trying to wish myself back to the Boston Tipton."

"That was just a movie. Magical ruby slippers don't really exist. Plus, you aren't exactly the bastion of good."

"HEY! I was born with my mommy and daddy married to one another so you take that back!" London hissed towards Bailey.

"I didn't call you a…you know what? Never mind. What I meant was that you aren't exactly the ideal of someone who is good."

"What do you mean? I help people."

"Only when it either benefits you or in the privacy of those who won't say anything. You never really do anything out of the complete goodness of your heart."

"Like I said, I don't like helping people. Why should I anyways? All they care about is my riches."

"That's not always true. Moseby loves you because he raised you as if you were his own daughter. I mean, even that time when your father was bankrupt, he was still doing his best to help you cope and even found you a place to stay with Maddie."

"I guess that's true. Moseby does put up a lot with me, even with his measly little salary."

"Cody and Zack care about you as well. I mean, they never abandon you like your so called friends did that time either. Granted they like getting money from you, but you know that if you asked them for anything without giving them money, they still would do it for you in a heartbeat."

"They are probably my two longest friends next to Maddie," London mused.

"And although I don't always show it, I'm very grateful of you letting me be your roommate. Granted you were forced to doing so, but that never stopped me from trying to get to know you and helping you when you need it. I'm not asking you to be nice to the world London, but those who are always here for you do deserve better treatment."

London nodded, "You're right Bailey. I guess you have this affect that can help melt away the coldness of my heart that no one has ever really done except for Maddie."

"Just glad that I can help," Bailey responded as she let go of Porker's leash to give London a hug. As the two were hugging, Porkers was frightened by a sudden noise that he jumped and quickly bolted up the stairs and out of the storm cellar.

"PORKERS!" Bailey yelled as she went chasing after him, with London right behind her, holding Ivana. Bailey's family tried to stop both of the girls, but was only successful in holding London back and closing the cellar door.

"Let me go! I need to go help Bailey!" London yelled as she tried to squirm out of Joe's grasp.

"We can't let you go London. Bailey knows her way around the farm and can get back here quicker without worrying about you as well. Don't worry, she'll be fine."

London slumped from her struggle, knowing that Joe was definitely right about what he just said. All she could do was close her eyes to try and stop the tears from falling out of them while silently saying a prayer for her friend and roommate.

Bailey chased Porkers into the house, which was shaking more violently from the increase of wind activity from the system. Bailey chased him all the way to her room before grabbing his leash and pulling him to her.

"Gotcha you slippery hog," Bailey said as she held Porkers in her arms, "now be good for mommy and don't squirm as we get back to the cellar."

As Bailey was walking back, she didn't noticed that her window was left open, allowing the strong gusts of wind to blow into her room. The gust of wind was strong enough to cause a loose ceiling board to break and the last thing Bailey remembers is the sharp pain on the back of her head as the board connected with her skull, causing her to lose conscious.