I´m so sorry.

"I´m going upstairs with this," I said and held up the DVD with clips of me and dad on it. "But, I… I´ll continue in a while, I need to clear up my mind a little." I turned around and walked out of the lounge. When I came into my room, I laid the second DVD on top of the first one, and then I walked downstairs to the lounge again. I sat down in one of the sofas, and looked down to the floor.

"Emma?" Jody asked, after a couple of seconds. I nodded. She continued. "Do you remember what happened the day at the accident?" I looked up at her. And nodded slowly. "Can you tell us?" I shook my head. "Why not?"

"I don´t wanna think about it… Because every time I do… I… I just feel so guilty!"

"It´s not your fault," Mike said. "How many times do I need to tell you that."

"Mike?" I looked up at Mike, he nodded. "Have it ever crossed your mind, that the story I told you about the accident, I may have lied, to cover up for my stupidity?" Mike shook his head. "Well… this is the truth, and nothing but the truth… the plane was on its way from Greece, to Arlanda, the big airport in Stockholm, from Stockholm, we should have taken a train, to Luleå, the city we lived in. But we never got as far as to Arlanda, because about somewhere over Germany…"

Flashback

Jonas climbed from my lap, over dad to mum´s lap, and laid down there. I smiled a bit, and pulled out a magazine from my backpack. I leaned against my dad, put my feet on the seat, and started riffling in the magazine. When the plane suddenly started going up and down. I sat up, and out my belt on. Just in time, before the plane started going down, way too fast.

"It´s okay Emilia." Dad said. "This happens every once in a while, we´ll be okay."

"Excuse me miss," a woman that worked in the plane talked to mum. "But we´re suffering from some technical problems, you need to put your seatbelts on, put this young boy on the floor, and hold him all three of you."

"Why would we do that?" I asked.

"It´s the safest for him!" the woman said and started walking further down the corridor. I looked to dad, then to mum, and she lifted down Jonas to the floor. Then suddenly, the plane tipped down even more. Jonas screamed and cried."

End of flashback

"… and I leaned forward, and I picked him up…. I just couldn´t let him lay there… and I held him in my arms, and when the plane reached ground, he just disappeared. I couldn´t hold him… so if I hadn´t picked him up…. If I hadn´t been so stupid… then Jonas would have still been alive." I was now shaking of sobs, Mike took a step forward, but I stood up and pushed him away, and then I ran to my room, lay down and let the pillow suppress the sound of my sobs.

"Emma, babes…" Gina came in. I didn´t see her but I recognized her voice, and I could feel when she came and sat down on my bed.

"They said he died right away," I said. "And somehow, I guess that´s well, because he didn´t suffer…. But, I shouldn´t have picked him up, I shouldn´t have been so stupid."

"Emma," Gina began. "It wasn´t your fault. You did what you could, you fixed so your brother´s last moments was in the arms of a person he loved, and not on an aero- plane- floor."

"But if I had let him stay on the floor, maybe he would have survived…. Gina… can I tell you something… terrible?

"Of course you can babes."

"When I first knew that mum, dad and Jonas had died in the crash… the first thing I thought, it was that. I could have lived with the fact that mum and dad were gone, if Jonas had survived, if I could just have my brother." I lifted my head and looked back at Gina. "What kind of person thinks something like that?"

"Emma, you can´t blame yourself for something you thought, when you were chocked. Because people that´s chocked, they seem to think weird, and sometimes rude things." I nodded.

"Come here babes." Gina held out her arm, and when I sat up, she embraced me. She held me like that for a while. Until she said.

"Come on, let´s go dry those eyes." We both stood up and walked out of the room.

? Pov

Finally, I could hear Gina and Emma walk out the room, and close the door. I had been in Emma´s room, when I could hear her coming up the stairs, and the first thing I thought about was hiding in the wardrobe. I had closed the wardrobe door behind me, just as I could hear Emma burst into the room. And I had been there, for I don´t know how long. Listening to Emma and Gina talking, and Emma´s sobs. I had heard it all, and oh, this was gonna be fun.

So, I know that some places in the story said that Jonas was six years old when he died, but to fit in with some storylines, I´ve had to make him one year younger… Just so you know.
So, someone hid in Emma´s wardrobe… who could it be?.. I know.