Alrighty, I'm using Edward here because he can tell us what everyone is thinking! He's a useful little bugger! :)

**Not mine, except for Georgie!!**

Edward POV

As we moved closer toward Wolf Valley, Emmett's thoughts were becoming more erratic.

I don't want to leave them behind…I wish I could hug Momma one more time…ha, I'd probably break her in half…and my brothers. He mentally sighed.

In times like these, it would be really beneficial if my gift was a two way street.

I wanted to warn Rose about his thoughts, but I couldn't voice them without running the risk of setting him off. Although, he seems strangely calm if he and Rose are in physical contact with one another.

I immediately caught a whiff of humans. By his thoughts, I know Emmett did too.

"Let's stop a moment." I made the executive decision. Hopefully I could prepare Emmett, perhaps coach him through this test on his will power.

"Emmett," I began, as Rose put her arm around his waist. "Do you smell that?"

Through clenched teeth he replied, "You know I do! You're a mind reader, remember?"

"Of course. How could I ever forget?" I mumbled.

"Edward just wants to help you get through this; we all do." Esme exclaimed, putting her hand on Emmett's tightening forearm. Her tiny white hand looked like an infant's on that massive arm.

"We're just outside of Wolf Valley now. How many people live in town, Emmett?" I asked, testing his memory in hopes of distracting him for a moment.

I could see in his mind that he was struggling to remember.

"I-I can't….I'm not sure. Damn it!" Ok, maybe getting my newborn brother frustrated wasn't the best option.

Rose put her hand against Emmett's cheek. "It's ok, darling. No one expects you to remember everything from your human life. Edward was just trying to get your mind off the scent."

Once again, Emmett immediately relaxed when Rose touched him.

Oh, they really are meant for one another! Esme gushed internally.

"I just want you to keep your mind on why we're here." Rose said, never breaking eye contact. "We're here to see your family one last time. You may never get this chance again."

"Yes," Esme said softly. "None of us had the chance to gain closure, to say goodbye." Her mind raced with thoughts of her lost baby boy.

"You're all right. I need to do this."

With Emmett's thoughts dead set on his goal of seeing his family and home place one last time, we followed Carlisle's scent through the thick Tennessee forest to the McCarty land.

W e stopped just short of the tree line that broke for an old dirt road that ran parallel with the McCarty home.

I heard Rose whisper to Emmett, "Memorize every little thing you see."

I never thought I'd see a giant vampire practically chiseled from steel crack, but that was exactly what we were witnessing.

Emmett's boulderous shoulders began shaking as he watched his mother run across the front lawn to meet Carlisle, who was carrying her two youngest sons.

"Oh, my babies! Georgie…Henry! Thank God you're back!" She gathered both boys into her arms and fell with them into a patch of spring lilies.

Emmett's father heard his wife and came bounding down the front steps, throwing himself down into the reunion taking place in the flower bed.

Carlisle watched them for a few seconds, and suddenly I saw the plan he must've formulated on his run with the boys.

Mr. McCarty jumped up and grabbed Carlisle's hand emphatically.

"Thank you, Dr. Cullen. So much. They've been missin' since early this mornin'."

"They wandered pretty far. I found them sleeping in a patch of mushrooms."

I almost ate them, Daddy. My precious baby brothers. The ones I read to and tucked in every night. I heard Emmett think to himself.

"Emmett," I whispered, "Stop beating yourself up. You were not going to hurt them. Remember, I was in your mind too. Carlisle is going to tell them a cover story to give them some closure, ok?"

He just looked over at me and sank down onto his knees.

I nodded at Rosalie. Luckily she took the hint and stood behind him, wrapping her arms around him.

Carlisle was the picture of a calm doctor delivering devastating news.

"Mr. McCarty, you may want to send the boys in the house." At that moment, an older boy, Robbie (I picked the name out of Emmett's head when he saw him) came out onto the porch.

"Robbie, take the boys in the house and make them a sandwich. I'll be along in a minute." Their mother kissed them both again and sent them up the porch steps.

"I believe we should sit down." Carlisle began. The three of them settled on the wide porch steps.

Make sure Emmett knows I'm only doing this for his parent's sanity. He thought towards me.

"Georgie told me about Emmett."

Mr. and Mrs. McCarty both put their heads down and nodded.

"It's not the same without my middle baby, Dr. Cullen. It's only been a few days, but already the sunshine has gone from the mountain." Emmett's mother began.

Emmett's shoulder's continued to shake. Rosalie was holding on for dear life, trying to calm him down.

It was then I realized he wasn't shaking from temptation; his mind was afloat in despair and sadness.

Emmett was crying. No, sobbing for what was slipping through his fingers.

It is remarkable what memories he is able to retain from his human existence.

One part of my black heart was jealous, but the other completely grateful for the pain from which I was spared.

"I'm so sorry for your loss, but you need to see this."

For a split second, Emmett thought Carlisle was going to call him out of hiding for his own joyful reunion with his parents.

But instead, Carlisle continued.

"I've been on a hunting trip in Morgan County and I happened to wander into Anderson County. My plan was actually to come visit your family and check on Patty and the baby when I ran across the boys. Georgie told me that you haven't recovered the body."

Mrs. McCarty broke into sobs as her husband put his arms around her.

Rose's arms couldn't reach far enough around Emmett.

"That's right, Dr. Cullen." Mr. McCarty replied sullenly. "The poor child doesn't even get a proper burial."

Carlisle was apprehensive for a moment about what he planned to do next, but quickly decided to go through with his plan.

"The boys fell asleep in my arms on the walk back here. A couple miles from the church I found these."

Out of a satchel I had not even noticed he brought along, Carlisle pulled Emmett's tattered shirt, one suspender, and a boot. All bloody.

The McCarty's all took in a sharp breath. All three of them, including Emmett. The memory of the attack came back to him, clear as day.

Penny? Edward, what happened to Penny? Emmett thought frantically.

"Carlisle!" I whispered as loudly as I could while remaining unnoticed by the humans. "He wants to know about Penny."

Ok, I'll try. He thought back.

"We searched everywhere." Mr. McCarty said breathlessly.

"They were thrown under a thicket." Carlisle replied as Emmett's mother reached for the remains of her son.

She buried her face in the grisly objects. My own mother, Esme, began shaking as well.

My baby, my baby…. Were her only thoughts.

"Was anyone with Emmett?" Carlisle asked quietly.

"Yes, Penny Frost. Preacher's daughter." Emmett's father softly replied as his wife rocked back and forth.

"That poor girl won't come out of her bedroom for nothing. She told her Daddy the bear was one mean momma, though. That's how we got the first bits of information." Mr. McCarty continued.

"We had known where Em was takin' her, so of course we looked around there first. Nothin' but blood everywhere up there. I do believe I'll have nightmares about that sight till my last night on Earth."

"They never found nothin' like this though. Thank you Dr. Cullen, you just come along and save us again." Mrs. McCarty said, forcing a smile through her rushing tears.

Humans and their emotions are either ridiculously simple or unbelievably complex.

This woman was the latter.

"I know it's awful and it won't ever bring him back, but at least I have something from my boy. You're an angel, Dr. Cullen."

"You're too kind, Mrs. McCarty. I just happen to be in the right place at the right time, often."

She forced another smile and said, "We can have something now."

She looked at her husband and he shook his head yes.

"Dr. Cullen, we can have Emmett a memorial now. We can't have a proper funeral, for obvious reasons, but that ain't gonna stop me from remembering my baby."

Carlisle and her husband both smiled at her.

"Friday afternoon. At the church. Go home and get your wife."

I got the feeling that nobody messes with Momma when her heart is set on something.

"I would be honored to. Well, I'll be going." Carlisle said.

"Dr. Cullen, really, we can't thank you enough. You brought my lost boys home to me. All three of them."

She turned and took off up the steps with thoughts of hugging and kissing her little boys filling her mind.

Mr. McCarty clapped Carlisle on the shoulder and followed his wife inside.

Carlisle let out a deep sigh and walked across the dirt road. When he reached the forest's edge, he sprinted over to us.

He knelt down in front of Emmett and put his arms around him and Rosalie.

"Emmett, look at me." Emmett looked at Carlisle with the most heartbroken eyes I've seen in awhile.

"Do you understand why I had to do that?" Carlisle asked.

Emmett nodded. "Thank you, Carlisle." He pulled Carlisle into a huge hug.

"Emmett, your mind is so advanced now that you will remember everything. Look all around you and put each thing that is special to you in a file in your mind. Your family is going to get their closure and say goodbye on Friday son, but they will never forget you. And you will never forget them."

Emmett practically fell back into Rosalie's arms and put his head on her small shoulder.

She kissed his forehead and whispered into his ear.

Carlisle flashed a weak smile at me and put his arm around Esme.

"Let's go home and get cleaned up. We're coming back on Friday."

THANK YOU for reading!!!

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ALSO:

I despise talking about myself and/or bragging, but one of my lovely readers asked me to do this so here goes...

There's this website called that runs the Eddie and Bellie Awards for fan fiction. For the winter 2010 awards, there is a category for "The Emmett You Would Want As A Brother."

Its awarded based on the number of nominations received, so if you think my little baby here is deserving here's the link:

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