Sorry it's been a while since I updated, but I didn't know how to write this chapter.

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Summery: Emmett and Isabella McCarty were on a cruse ship when they were kids. The ship sank, Emmett made it out, and Isabella didn't make it out in time...so everyone thought. Instead Isabella landed on an island with two adults and a green eyed boy. What happens nine years latter when Emmett finds out there is a chance she could still be alive, and he comes looking for her with his wife. What happens when they get lost at sea too?

One of my friends asked me to do a chapter in Emmett's pov, so here it is. It starts well he is on the rowboat after the ship sinks and he thinks his sister is dead. poor Emmett )=

The boat ride was boring, quite and miserable. Mostly miserable. All the people around me were moaning about how their family was in the boat next to ours. But they didn't know what I was going through. My baby sis was dead and it was all my fault. I let her explore in the bottom deck of the ship well I was on the top deck watching the waves. If I only would have said to her pleading eyes, just that one time. Now I was all alone. Izzy was the last of my family I had left. Both my late parents were both a single child, and all of my grandparents died before I was born. I was completely alone in this cruel world.

I thought that when my parents died too. But then I remembered I had Izzy.

It was Friday. My parents weekly date night was tonight which meant I got to babysit Izzy. As always they decided to go over the rules of me babysitting her.

"No going outside after 7:00, and make sure Izzy is in bed by 8:30, and check in on her before you go to bed. You should be in bed by 10:30 if you want to go over to your friends house tomorrow night..." my dad started. Yes I mean started.

"Don't open the door for anyone, and call if you have any problems at all," my mom went on for him. They knew this routine so well the other one knew when to start. "Make sure that Izzy has no sweets after before dinner or after 7. There is some leftovers in the fridge for you and her for supper." They were going to keep on ranting about thing I've known since I was five. Like if anything happens call 911. Or if you get cold there are blankets in the upstairs closet.

"Okay," I said to save me from another five minutes of ranting. "I remember the rest. Besides this gives you two an extra five minutes on your date and saves me five minutes of my life." I smiled at them holding back a laugh.

Mom gave me a stern look but dad looked like me. I diffidently got my seance of humor from him and not my mom. My mom sighed and stood up, "Fine but if anything happens I'm going to wish I would have said the rest. Come on Nathan." Mom said pulling on dad's jacket.

"Izzy we're leaving!" Mom called upstairs, only to have a frantic little girl come running down the stares. She never wanted to miss saying goodbye to our parents. It could be hours after her bedtime or four am and she would be up giving them a hug and telling them goodbye. She ran strait into mom and gave her as good a bear hug as she could manage. I mentally laughed at the image in front of me.

I walked over to dad. "Bye, son," he said holding his hand out trying to keep a serious face on, but failing greatly. At the same time we just burst into a laughing fit. "Bye, Emmett," he said after we calmed down a bit, clasping his hand down very hard on my back.

"Bye, dad," I said doing the same to him. "Don't stay out to late."

He just smiled and shock his head, "Honey, we have to go."

Izzy then let go of my and ran to dad, "Daddy!" she cried running into my dad's leg and giving it a huge hug. She only called him daddy when he was leaving.

"Hey, angle," I heard him say to her as I walked over to mom.

"Bye, Emmett," she smiled at me giving me a hug.

"Bye," I said giving her a hug back.

I then pulled away and walked over the living room plopping myself down on the couch and turning on the TV. As my parents walked to the door my mom turned and said one last thing to me, "Keep Izzy close to you, I love you." Then her and my dad simply walked out the door.

I looked at the clock that reed 6:30. I sighed and got off the couch to warm up Izzy and myself dinner. Dinner was quite as it always was on Friday nights, since it was just the two of us. After that Izzy went to her room to do who knows what well I went into the kitchen to use our home phone.

"Hey, Emmett," Mike's voice boomed over the phone.

"Hey, dude," I boomed back at him. "My parents said I can go tomorrow."

"Awesome!"

We talked on the phone until the clock reed 7:30. I walked back into the living room to see Izzy watching a Disney princess movie. I sat down and tried to make a conversation with her, but every time I tried she would just shush me. After about ten minutes I got really board, and made my way up to my room. I was actually surprised I lasted that long. I did my homework until 8:20, then went downstairs. Izzy wasn't there. I started to panic, what could have happened to her? 'Calm down' I thought to myself. Maybe she is in her bedroom.

I all but walked upstairs to her room. She lay there in her bed safe and sound asleep. I sighed and walked back downstairs. I started watching reruns off shows on TV. By the next time I looked at the clock hanging above the living room mantel it was eleven o'clock. It was past the time I was suppose to be in bed. But what my parents didn't know didn't hurt them.

I started my way upstairs when I heard the doorbell ring. I ran to the door and looked through the small window that was covered by a curtain. I saw a police officer looking down at her shoe. I didn't know weather to open up the door or not. Mom and dad always told me never answer the door to anyone I didn't know. But then again this is a police officer. I deiced on opening the door. But before I opened it I grabbed a phone and put a death grip on it.

When I opened the door the women looked up, any could easily tell the pity that her big brown eyes held, "Are you Emmett McCarty?" she had a strong British accent.

I nodded not trusting my voice. Who was this women coming to my house at 11 pm?

"Is Isabella McCarty here also?" she asked and gave gave my head a nod.

"I have something I would like to speak to you about. May I come in," I shock my head before I even knew what I was doing. Izzy was in the house. "Why not?"

"...um...I don't know you," I said. "And Izzy is in the house."

"sorry. My name is Officer Johnson." she said. I rolled my eyes. THAT makes me know her. Not! "And have have news about your parents."

I held my breath. "Wh...what..." I chocked out.

"Emmett, your parents were in a car crash tonight," she said.

I just stared at her, and she she stared right. The only difference between our gazes was her's was pity and was confused and sad. Sad not being the right word, no words could describe how I felt. "Are...they okay?"

She shock her head, and mine started pounding, "A car went the stop sign and made your parent car flip over. They both died on impact."

This was to much to process. I felt tears forming in my eyes. I had never cried in eight years, but now I have nothing to say or do. I could only cry. I cried for about ten minutes no stop. And when I finally calmed down the officer spoke again. "You and your sister are going to be taken to Child Survives until we figure out where your parents planed for you to go." I halfway nodded. "Go get your sister and pack an overnight bag."

I nodded and ran upstairs to Izzy's room, "Izzy...Isabella wake up."

"Mmhm.." she mumbled. "Is dad home yet?" That's when it struck. Izzy didn't have any parents. I would have to fill in the fatherly role for awhile. I would have to watch her like a parent would, that is when my mom's words sunk in. "Keep Izzy close to you..." It's like she knew she was going to die. She couldn't of. If she did her and dad would not have gone out tonight. They wouldn't have left me and Izzy parent-less. And me to take on a father role at 13. But maybe I didn't need to take it as a father role. Maybe just an overprotective friend. But friends were never alone. Well, I kind off wasn't. I had Izzy. But she didn't count, did she?

"No," I whispered. "Just Emmett." When she opened her brown eyes to looked at I got my answer. Yes. Yes, she did.

That was when I started to really love Izzy. Of course I loved her before but that is when I started to realize it. She was the little girl I was suppose to take care off. I didn't do a very good good job though, seeing as though she is not on any of the row boats.

"I'm cold," a little boy complained. He has been doing that for ever. "I have to go to the bathroom. I'm board..."

"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!" I yelled at him.

The boy started crying, "But I am," he continued to cry.

"AND MY WHOLE FAMILY IS DEAD," I screamed at him. That made him shut up.

We continued to ride on the boat for what felt like hours and no one said a word after my last outburst. When we finally got off the row, I was the first of many to use the phone. I dialed their number, which I have mesmerized from all of the times I would just stair at the sheet with it on. It turns out we were very close to were the Cullen's live they could drive here.

I waited there for an hour when I saw there car pulled up in front off me. Three people got. The women, Esme, had a motherly thing about her, just like mom. The man, Carlisle, seemed very kind, just like dad. And they had a little girl about Izzy's age with them, that just silently screamed out, "Play with me!" Just like Izzy did. But the women was not my mother, the man was not my father, and the little girl was not my little sister no matter what the law says.

Hope you like (-: This chapter is a little shorter then the last chapter, but it should do.

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