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Emma sat on the log very close to Michael, Michael was building another raft with Jin, and Walt helped when he felt like it.

"Emma, are you hungry?" Michael asked as he looked up from tying pieces of bamboo together.

Emma didn't reply, she continued to stare at the sand.

"Emma, are you ok? You didn't sleep last night..."

Emma didn't budge.

"Dad, she can't talk, remember?" Walt said.

"I know, but she can shake her head cant she?" Michael asked as he turned to Walt.

Walt nodded. "Yeah," he said.

Something caught Emma's eyes, she moved her eyesight to Jack, who was walking down the beachtowards Shannon and Sayid, he started talking to her. Emma stood up. Suddenly, Shannon started to run away, with Sayid right behind her.

Jack glanced up at Emma, he looked tired.

Emma could tell by his expression on his face, Boone was dead, or soon would be.

"Hey dad! Claire has her baby!" Walt said as he ran farther down the beach towards the group of people.

There was Claire, surrounded by people, Kate and Charlie stood next to her, in Claire's arms was a baby.

Emma stood there frozen, one life was taken, but another was born, a tear slid down her face, she hadn't even known Boone, why was she crying for him? Michael walked over to the crowd, along with Jack, Emma headed in the other direction, she sat on a rock next to the ocean, the water touched her tennis shoes. She blinked away tears, poor Shannon.

"Emma?"

Emma quickly turned around to face Kate.

"Are you ok?" she asked.

Emma nodded.

"Ok," she said as she sat next to her. "Did you see Claire's baby?"

Emma nodded.

Kate smiled.

Emma brushed a tear away.

Kate sighed. "It's going to be ok,"

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A couple days later...

Emma was getting used to being bored all day, the new raft was almost finished, she was going to ask Michael if she could go today, Kate wanted to go really bad, along with Sawyer. However, she hoped that if she went or stayed, Kate would be with her, she trusted Kate, she never thought she could trust anyone again after what happened with her mom's boyfriend.

Emma picked up he backpack and slowly walked over to Michael.

"Hi Emma," he said as he looked up at her, he was lying next to a tree, someone had tried to poison him. "What can I do for you?"

Emma swallowed. "Can... I go on the raft with you?" she asked quickly.

Michael stared at her, with his mouth hanging open. "Y-you can talk?" he asked incredulously.

Emma bit her lip, and nodded.

"Why the hell didn't you say something then?" he demanded.

Emma looked down. "Please?" she asked. It still felt weird, talking, she wasn't sure until now that she would ever talk again.

"Emma! You've been lying to all of us!"

Emma held back the tears, and wished she weren't so emotional. "I-I know," she muttered.

"Why?" Michael asked.

Emma looked up at him and shook her head. "I- Please?" she asked.

Michael stared at her, what kind of life had she lived? He couldn't say 'no' to her, she was just a kid, like Walt. "Yeah, you can," he said.

Emma smiled, she ran to him and gave him a hug. "Thanks," she said.

Michael smiled. "You're welcome," he didn't know how he was going to fit her onboard, it was going to be three adults, and now, two kids. He shrugged and rested his head back on the tree.

Emma walked away smiling.

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