Here is the rewrite for the first chapter and the others will be posted up later today or tomorrow. Chapter 9 named "History" will be posted up by Monday cause Friday is my b-day and I'm going to Vegas for the weekend. Yay!!!!!!!!

Edwards POV

I unlocked the door to Emmett's apartment since he seemed permanently attached to Rosalie. The door flew open and while I walked in the couple to my right stumbled across their threshold. I landed on the couch with a thump letting my head fall back on the recliner. My shoulders were tense and I looked up to see where everyone else was. Jasper and Alice fell behind Emmett and Rosalie; they were whispering something to each other staring intently at one another. While the rest of us were getting comfortable Emmett stood and went into the kitchen. He came back with a bottle of water in one hand and a deck of cards on the other.

He placed down both items on the coffee table in front of me signaling for me to start shuffling the deck and made his way to the answering machine. The first message was something none of us were expecting.

"Hey this is the great Emmett's answering machine which means he's away shagging up a girl. Leave your message. If you're a girl and sound cute I'll call you back if you're a guy and sound hot maybe but if you sound ugly don't even bother." I glanced at Rose who was glaring at him, he in turn simply smiled. The machine began again and the most angelic laughter I had ever heard made Emmett freeze, he apparently knew who it was by just listening to the laughter.

"Emmett, bear, it's been what 8 years and you still haven't changed from the sound of it." A small chuckle was heard coming from the machine and we all turned to face Emmett who looked pale and about to faint. It was odd considering he was a huge man with more muscles than anyone should be able to have.

"You're probably wondering why I'm calling after such a long time. My father and I are in Seattle. Well I'm in Seattle but dad will be here soon. I'm staying here about 3 months give or take on business. He will be upset once he hears that I talked to you but I don't care. Emmett… I…I miss you…I love you…I always will. I know we didn't end on the best terms last time. That's why I want to see you again. I'm renting an apartment, you know I hate hotels; the address is 7650 27th St. I'm on the top floor please come by as soon as possible. Maybe we can finally sort this thing out. Or I could understand why it is you left."

Rose looked like she was about to explode from anger. She went over to the machine about to delete the message no doubt but Emmett stood in her way.

"Move." She didn't quite yell but there was a sense of command when Rosalie spoke.

"Emmett!" His arms around her to stop her from reaching the machine.

"Rose stop." He was begging now something I had never seen him do before.

"Stop!" This was not going to end well. "Some old girlfriend is calling you wanting to see you and you're telling me you want to go?" Anger was written all over her face and she seemed to be fighting back words she knew wouldn't help the situation.

"It's not like that Rose I'm not seeing an old girlfriend." He pleaded with her.

"She said she loved you." The hurt was evident in her voice despite her best effort to try and hide it. If I hadn't known her as well as I did I wouldn't have been able to see it. If a stranger had walked in at that moment she would seem upset.

"I love her too, but it's not what you think." Rose was about to cry and Jasper looked like he was about to punch Emmett. I would too, if Rosalie were my sister.

"Rose she said 8 years, you all know everything about my life now try and remember whom haven't I seen in 8 years."

We all stood there confused trying to remember who it was that Emmett would feel this strongly about. At that moment Alice walked over to Emmett and hugged him which he readily returned seemingly happy that someone was on his side. Jasper, clearly as confused as I was, gawked at the display. When the tiny creature finally let go of Emmett she faced us to see if we had figured it out.

"Really are you all that dense, he only talks about her on occasion but you're his friends and you should know by now who it is." No one replied so she took a step towards us.

"His. Sister." She spoke the words slowly so as to mock us for lack of memory.

"Oh. I thought it was…" Rose seemed to relax a little just like Jasper.

"You don't know how lucky you are that it was your sister and not someone else. I was about to break your nose for making my sister cry." Jaspers calm voice rang through the apartment

After everything was cleared up Emmett went back to the machine and listened to the message again writing down his sister's address.

"She is only fifteen minutes away," Emmett began. "I can't do this by myself I can't see her after just leaving her like that."

Rose was quickly at his side patting his back. I don't recall Emmett ever being scared of anything in his life but right now that's what he was…he was scared.

"We can come with you if you want but I don't think it will make the situation any different." She rubbed circles on his back trying to relax him.

"Thank you Rose. You don't know how wonderful you are." His face lightened when he stared into her eyes and for a second I was jealous. Jealous of their love.

My thoughts were interupted before they truly took flight when Rosalie's worried voice brought me back to the group.

"Emmett, do you think she'll like me?" His booming laughter made her smile but it didn't ease her tension. It was the first time any of us would be meeting someone from Emmett's family. If she was anything like her brother she would be a handful.

It was only 6 so no one had a problem going there right away. Emmett was such a nervous wreck I ended up driving us to his sister's aparment. I understood why though he had told us his story only once and never repeated it. Though if we ever did something that reminded him of his sister he would mention it.

Eight years ago Emmett had the worst argument to date with his father about his future career. Charlie Swan wanted Emmett to take over the family company but he didn't want to. His passion had been writing. He loved to write and was a great author. His first book stayed at the top of the best sellers for about two months. The three that followed made him a well-known author with a great salary too. Unfortunately his father hasn't forgotten the fact that he didn't become a businessman like he had planned so they haven't spoken. Renee his mother stood by her husband's side through thick and thin and wouldn't, and still refuses, to budge- like her husband- although, it affects her more than it does him. The one who suffered the most was his younger sister Isabella Swan. They had always been close. The two siblings were kept at home quite a lot studying and training to be the best selves they could be. When Emmett decided to leave, he never fully explained to his sister why he left. Not for the lack of wanting but for lack of time. His father had made sure he wouldn't see Isabella before her departure; even after that he kept her away from Emmett not allowing them to speak much less see each other. After all this time he was finally going to speak with her.

None of us, no matter how much we tried, would not be able to understand what it meant to be seperated from a sibling. Alice and I are only children while Jasper and Rose have always had a great relationship and were as close as sibling could get.

The car was eerily silent while I drove the fifteen minutes to Isabella's apartment. Once there I parked in the space across the street and we made our way into the building. Rose grabbed Emmett's hand and led him to the elevators. When the doors closed she pressed the last number and waited until the doors opened again a minute later. The hall was large though only two doors could be seen. One that read stairs and the other with the number six on it. She had the whole top floor to herself. Impressive. Alice knocked on the door lightly and we waited for the door to open. Emmett looked as pale as before and Rose was squeezing his hand in reassurance.