Amy staggered back to the base, hammer still in hand. Even though she no longer reacted to pain, or any sort of emotion conflicted upon her, she was sure that her hand was bruised from gripping her trademark hammer too hard. A dull ache throbbed her side where Sonic had tackled her. Frustration filtered her system. She was so, so close in acquiring her target, but she stumbled upon the yellow one instead; Tails. Only one thought was hardwired into her brain, and that was hedgehog, priority one.

It didn't take long for Eggman to catch up on her failure, and she endured his melodramatic outburst.

"Useless! I didn't create you to capture Sonic for nothing!" He roared, pacing and twisting his auburn mustache in anger. "Why do I even bother…"

Eggman stopped and took a long look at Amy, and swallowed in anxious discomfort. The blank, alienated face did not belong to the annoying pesk that he once knew. He felt as though those red orbs shone through to the depths of his soul. If he had one.

Eggman cleared his throat and turned around to his desktop computer, and was instantly alarmed by the popup WARNING message that had appeared on the screen. In a flash, Eggman was instantly on alert, and he typed furiously against the keyboard. Failure soon was forgotten as footage of an incoming threat took over the monitor, and Eggman broke into sweat.

"What?!" He screamed, his voice having a slight tremble; from fear or frustration Amy didn't know. "How can this be? How did the retched hedgehog find our location?" Eggman stood up faster than Amy ever saw him move, her ears perking upwards to hear her command.

"One failure after the next, this is getting ridiculous," Eggman spun towards Amy's direction, and she swore she saw actual panic in his eyes behind those tinted glasses. "You under all circumstances will protect me, understood?"

Amy nodded and raised her hammer in a salute for battle. Finally, she will be able to redeem herself and fulfil her duty. Hedgehog, priority one.

Eggman didn't pay attention to her agreement, he knew she would obey. He designed her, after all. As useless as she was, he also knew Sonic can't help himself when it comes to his disgusting friends, and Amy will be a delicious distraction. A cacophony of keys was heard as Eggman began furtively typing again, desperately releasing Eggbots and missiles he had in store, but from past experiences, Eggman knew that it would only buy himself time to escape.

A thousand butterflies swam in Sally's stomach. Her eyes twitched and glanced at every movement and sound heard. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Beforehand she was so confident in doing what she was about to do, but now, just moments before from what is about to be done, she had second thoughts.

She was beginning to crack.

Sally tried to bury her emotions like countless times before, but this reckless behavior, nerve wrecking decisions has her starting to crumble. She tells herself that she is strong, that she is an independent leader who shouldn't be messed around with, but she knew, deep down, that she's wrong. The Sally beforehand was a strong leader and she defeated whatever that came across her.

But now she's starting to realise that she wasn't defeating the demons inside her. She wasn't a leader. She had fallen to Scourge's level, blinded by rage and jealousy that overtook Fiona. She glanced at her so-called foxy companion, and made a silent promise to never judge her again, and to understand her outrageous actions in the past. Fiona was just as broken and scared as she was.

Fiona just never made that step to fight against her darkness and fears.

And neither was Sally, really. Her fists balled at her sides, she felt the sparkle in her crystal eyes shine once more, only in determination. She will make that step. She will fight, overcome this enemy inside her and become that fearless, strong leader she once was.

"You ready for this, princess?" Scourge's croaky voice invaded her retribution. Sally gave a sweet smile back, making him smirk in surprise. She'll keep up this façade until she found a way to save Amy in her apology, and in doing so she will make it seem as though she's warming up to the green monster in front of her.

"Let's get this party started."

The remnants of the last robot scattered against the metal floor, skidding and sputtering electric sparks in the mist of the electronic graveyard. Sonic didn't waste any more time and ran through the never-ending hallways and corridors, body fuelled by anxious adrenaline. He was so close to Amy he could already see her happy smile, glistening jade eyes. He almost forgotten the sterile, crude and drugged Amy Rose that he had in counted not too long ago.

"Still clear, Tails?" Sonic spoke into the small ear piece that connected to his mouth.

"Clear as day, Sonic." Tails' voice responded through the crackling microphone.

"Has Shadow moved?" Sonic's voice was already exasperated, exhausted in dealing with his dark rival.

"Surprisingly, no. He's still in the spare cockpit beside me."

Sonic didn't have to concentrate to hear Shadow's constant fuming. He had instructed everyone but him to surround the base, Shadow being the secondary source of backup if needed. Sonic's reasoning was he didn't want to start too much commotion within the base that would anger Amy, but his real reason was that he wanted to be the one she sees first. Like what his buddy said, it was a surprise that Shadow had complied.

Maybe he was just as nervous as he was.

"Goddammit!" Eggman screeched in panic as he shook the escape pod in a failed attempt to start it. "Why isn't this working? I had it perfectly made; there shouldn't be any malfunctions!"

The sound of a nonchalant whistle caused Eggman to freeze, slowly turning around to find Scourge the Hedgehog twirling a ripped cable around in his left hand. The cable dangled as he brought up with a devilish smirk.

"Looking for this?"

If Eggman weren't as cowardly as he was, he would have stood up to the metre-tall Moebian and faced him off. Instead, he backed away into the shadows in fear, sweat dripping down his face.

"S-Scourge?" he stuttered in disbelief. "I would have thought no less from Sonic, but you?"

Scourge gave a salty chuckle.

"It's a bit odd, ain't it? Fortunately, I have another trick up my sleeve. Meet the future queen of Moebius, the one and only Princess Sally Acorn." He bowed and waved his hand at the upcoming figure, as if he were presenting her in front of millions of honoured guests.

Eggman nearly cackled out loud, he was so on edge that he was about to scream if it weren't from his curious confusion.

"The princess? What on Mobius is going on here?" He demanded.

Sally let out the most mischievous grin she could, her eyes shining in the darkness.

"Unfortunately however," Scourge continued, "we have no time to explain. So where's the pink hairball that you've somehow turned against Blue?"

As if on cue, Amy came in swinging, knocking Scourge aside with a hit of her hammer. Scourge grunted as he hit the ground, holding his pounding head with a sneer.

This time, Eggman did cackle, and whooped in triumph while watching Amy take down his pursuing enemies.

It didn't take long for Scourge to get back up however, and he was already targeting Amy. His smirk was long gone, replaced with a grim line and a murderous gaze. Amy readied her hammer, and just before she took a step, Sonic walked in with a warning shout; but it was too late. Sally had taken hold of her and brought her down with a fly kick, and Amy went down with a thud. She didn't see what had happened to Scourge, but her focus was pointed towards Sally. Recognition stung her consciousness, the same recognition that had hit her with everyone she had contacted so far, but like all the other times, she ignored it and went on with her duty. A biological robot. Hedgehog, priority one. Firstly, she had to deal with the chipmunk.

Sally didn't have much time left. She grunted and struggled against Amy, but she knew she was going to let up soon. Amy began thrashing and kicking, and before she could try reasoning with her, a shrilling beeping drilled into her eardrums, and she fell down with a yelp, covering her eyes. Accompanying the beeping was a flashing red light that took over the whole area. It wasn't long until a female robotic voice declared: "Self-destruction switch activated. Approximately ten minutes till self-destruct."

Sally could practically feel the panic settle among everyone, and she caught a flash of Eggman escaping through the blinding red. She looked across her to see Amy gone, and she had no time to react before a piercing stab of pain erupted up her leg as she let out a cry of agony. Her eyes found the source of the pain to see that Amy had completely crushed her leg with the force of her hammer, the skin beneath her fur already turning a sick purple. Amy went for another swing but was interrupted by a loud gunshot and soon after Amy collapsed to the floor. Ignoring the pain in her leg, Sally crawled towards Amy, worry driving her movements. She heard Sonic yell Amy's name, but was drowned by another blaring beep. Her hand found its way to Amy's shoulder, and with a gentle push she turned Amy on her back.

Amy took a while to respond, but her eyes flickered open and for a second Sally saw the familiar green shine through the red, and that all was needed for her to decide. Sally grabbed Amy and hoisted her over her shoulder, wincing and biting her lip from the sharp pain in her leg. For a split second she gathered her surroundings and saw Fiona reloading her gun, and Sonic managing to get Scourge in a headlock. That's when they made eye contact.

"Sally!" He coughed out. "Help me!"

Without a word, Sally turned her back on him and staggered towards the exit. She heard Scourge curse and wail in betrayed anger, and she didn't have to look back to see Fiona retreating to Scourge's aid.

Sonic can handle them. He's defeated them countless times before.

With the nonstop squeal of the agitating beeps, the extra weight on Sally's side and excruciating pain in her crushed leg, Sally fought through never ending corridors; pushing through Sonic's mutilated opponents that he left behind. Her throat felt hoarse from her deep breathing, every breath feeling like razors down her throat. Her leg buckling underneath her with every step she took. Amy limp as a sack of potatoes, a literal world on her shoulders that overlapped Sally's own despair.

But she will not falter.

"Five minutes till self-destruct." Warned the monotone female voice that blasted from the intercom.

Hearing this surged newfound adrenaline through Sally's entire being, and she lunged over half a broken robot, barely feeling the pound of fresh pain that sprung up her leg and hips as she landed with a jolt. Sally finally saw it; a sliver of hope that shone just before her, the hole that had been bombed opened by what she guessed was one of Tails' missiles created what looked like an entrance to heaven. The afternoon sunset glowed into the desolated airship, the rays reaching out for Sally and Amy, a stark contrast to the blinding red that filtered the inside. Sally felt something she hadn't felt in a long time; hope. Hope that turned into courage, courage that turned into energy which gave her the push she needed to collapse and ultimately throw Amy off the edge.

The sight of static buzzing at the ends of the broken wall blurred and fizzed along with Sally's dissipating vision. It wasn't long before she finally lost consciousness.

The wind flowing through Amy's quills and dress brought some life back into her, her eyes fluttering open to see no other than the ground growing dangerously close at an alarming speed. A strange calming sensation took over Amy. The calmest she had felt since that dreadful day in Station Square Central Park. Although, she most preferably chose this weird, floating calmness over the cunning, emotionless killing-machine that she was only moments ago. A bright glistening caught her attention as her eyes lazily found the source to be her very own bracelet, winking at her while dangling furtively against her wrist in the wind.

She hadn't realised how slow she was falling. Of course she was descending quite quickly, but to her in her own consciousness, she was the slowest thing in the air. She supposed time freezes when you're about to die.

A sudden explosion rocketed behind her. An intense mixture of yellow and red illuminated her back and bounced off her sakura quills, increasing her momentum of downfall. In her fuzzy memory Amy recalled the grand airship announcing its untimely demise, the self-destruction switch had been detonated. It nearly gave Amy whiplash.

She closed her eyes and braced for impact. Only it never came. Instead, she found herself caught, her limbs limp and hanging at either side of her capture's arms. She figured that her blood from her gunshot wound was seeping onto their chest. Now that she thought about it, their chest was overly furry and male.

Shadow?

Very weakly her eyes opened to see that it wasn't who she had expected, and instead it revealed to be Silver who had rescued her. A faint, snaky turquoise glow surrounded both of them, entombing themselves together like a blanket; signalling Amy to drop out of consciousness.

Sonic didn't have to see what lay beyond the crowd to know it held the crumbled form of whom he loved. A part of him was afraid to see his failure. His second failure. He almost laughed out loud at the irony, that the famous Sonic the Hedgehog had failed to save the one he protected for a living. He pushed the others aside, preparing himself of what he was to see.

Sonic fell to his knees… and sobbed.

There before him laid Amy Rose. Honestly he would have preferred the automatic shell that she once inherited. Before him, was an actual shell of what remained of her. There, Silver had gently placed her in a pool of her own blood, and stood back with Blaze in sadness.

Shakily, Sonic reached out and stroked the side of Amy's once glowing face, her smile so bright it lit up a room. Never, after all these years, has Sonic taken the time to absorb in such beauty. An ugly side of him wished he hadn't been so caught up with Sally in the past years so he could have spent more time with this angel. Always he saw Amy Rose as an obsessive fangirl who proclaimed her so-called love to him in stalker-ish ways; now she had to be taken away for him to realise her pure intentions.

If Shadow were to arrive, again he would lay down and take in the abuse he would conflict upon him. Maybe even give him the sweet release of death. Yet, even he didn't deserve that.

Sonic listened in to his friends, rivals and acquaintances let this tragedy sink in. He heard many sobs, a crying Cream who was huddled against Tails. Unlike before, Sonic felt envious of his best friend. How come he got to keep his love and not him?

The anger was so abrupt it nearly knocked him over. He felt a familiar darkness wash over him and consume his being. He knew what was happening and gladly consented to it. He was furious with the unfairness of it all. Angry at himself for not protecting her. Angry at Eggman to sink so lowly that even Scourge wouldn't think to go.

In fact, Sonic needed to release this anger on something. On someone. The darkness that etched his soul spread from his feet upwards, his cyan fur darkening to a navy blue, then darkened even more to now a rich black. It spread up to his stomach like veins, only a huge wave of a black tide coursing through his body. Sonic's mind absorbed this evil sensation, and all morals and rational sense flew out. All he wanted was to maul something. Maul someone.

Something invisible levitated Sonic's quills as if he were Super, and dark tendrils of blackness clouded him. Soon he too started to levitate. Shouts and objections filled Sonic's ears, but he blocked them out, blurring and distorting them.

In a nanosecond, Sonic was gone as if he had chaos controlled away.

Eggman leaned against the tree for support, struggling with his breath while he held his burning throat. The smoky, burnt smell of fumes and electrical circuits clung to the air as an aftermath of the explosion. He just barely escaped while he clung to a Buzzbomber for support during his descent to the earth, which now was shattered across the charred plains like broken glass. Embarrassment developed along with the fading adrenaline. Maybe he should start to lose weight.

As long as he had escaped, as always, he'll be fine. An explosion like that surely destroyed at least one of the pests.

"Eggman."

Eggman suppressed a groan. Of course he survived. That abomination always survived no matter what, and kept on coming back like a cockroach.

"Sonic, I swear I didn't mean to-" he was abruptly cut off as he turned around to see that Sonic was not Sonic. It was him no doubt, but it was like the chaos emeralds had reversed the effect on him as he turned Super, and what was left was a much darker, evil doppelganger. Sonic was slightly floating, only a few feet away, his creepy blank stare bored into Eggman, and what creeped him out more was the absent of pupils in his eyes; which was replaced by nothing but a glowing white. A shiver went down his spine.

"S-Sonic, I…"

This time Eggman was interrupted by Sonic's fist colliding with his face. Blood spurted from both his mouth and nose as he tumbled down the tree trunk. Stars covered his vision as he went into shock. Never has Sonic showed such violence towards anything.

For the first time, Eggman was genuinely scared of Sonic.

"You killed her," was all Eggman heard as more pounding against his face commended, pain exploding in his face like electrical currents travelling through his head. He felt his nose crack, blood ushering down his chin. He started to frail around, trying to block his mutilated face from anymore damage, but it was no use. Sonic was stronger, filled with nothing else than pure vengeance. Eggman thought he was going to die.

A crackling was heard before Sonic eased to a stop. For a moment he stood there silently, listening to the soft buzz from his earpiece. Slowly Sonic slid off of Eggman, and flew away without another word.

Eggman was too scared to move. His whole body shook with nerves and fear. Trembling, Eggman touched his face with a choked sob, tasting his own blood and sputtering it out on the burnt grass. He was so used to being half machine that he had forgotten the fragile side of him, the biological aspect that he still inherits. Pain was a new feeling. Blood was a weird copper-like substance.

He finally understood the pain that he had conflicted on others. He was so used in receiving forgiveness, that he never thought to have occurred hate and consequence.

For a long while, Eggman stayed there contemplating his new onlook on life, and how lucky he had been to have survived.

Sonic just sat there in the waiting room with the majority of his anxious friends. For four antagonising hours, he had to wait with the pleasure of his own thoughts. For four hours, he had come up with about 100 different outcomes of Amy's fate (none of which have happy endings), dealt with his guilt of what he had done to his lifelong enemy, conflicting emotions of how he felt towards this new Sally, and anxious to find Shadow death staring him from across the room. As much as he had hated it, he understood his turmoil. He understood that Shadow has every right to check up on Amy first.

He kept his gaze down low, watching his inpatient foot shaking as a response to his nerves. He had knowledge of Sally being in one of the wards nearby, but was declined to checking up on her. One side of him was angry at her for aiding Scourge in the attempt to assassinate Amy, and the other side, the rational side, knows that the real Sally wouldn't have done that for no reason. In truth, he was scared to confront her in case she had changed into an unfamiliar person that he no longer knew. It was alien to him, probably alien to everybody, to see their beloved Sally break down.

Sonic's ears perked up at the sound of heels clicking against the marble floor and his head shot up to see a human nurse holding a clipboard close to her chest. In the speed of lightning, Sonic was at her side rambling off questions at the same speed.

The nurse was overwhelmed and tried to keep up with him to no avail, then Tails pulled Sonic away from her gently. He knew Tails was trying to help but after hours of bottled up anxiety he was about to explode. The nurse brushed some hair from her face nervously which annoyed Sonic. Couldn't she just hurry up?

"Miss Rose has fully recovered from her gunshot wound. However, she needs a vital amount of rest, so only short visits are allowed before she needs to be left alone for the rest of the day." She said.

A massive amount of relief clouded over Sonic as he released the breath he didn't know he was holding. Amy was alright. She was going to be okay.

Then of course, the anxiety came back, as he was going to have to face her since their little fallout at Station Square Central Park. He didn't even know where to begin or what to say, or even how to apologise of all he's ever done to her. He didn't have a chance to make a decision before Shadow pushed past him and made his way to Amy's room. Dread overtook him and he slumped. The boyfriend, the rightful boyfriend, was there to make everything better.

"Sonic?"

Sonic sighed and faced Tails with a melancholy expression. "Yeah, buddy?"

"Its not all your fault, Sonic," Tails began. "I played my part too. I was the one who…I was…it was me who…" he struggled to finish his sentence, his fingers running through his bangs in a complete nervous breakdown.

Sonic wanted to slap himself. Why was he being so selfish? Tails was the one who poisoned Amy in the first place, he couldn't even imagine what he was going through, the self-hate. Sonic hugged who he considered his younger brother, and squeezed tight in understanding. Soon he felt Tails shudder and pull back after a while, and wiped his face. His expression was blank but his eyes told a million different emotions. Somehow, this gave Sonic the strength he needed to face Amy.

"Maybe you should go talk to Sally." Tails suggested, his voice hinting a slight catch.

"Yeah," Sonic nodded, and silently went to the reception desk to ask for Sally Acorn's location.

Sally has been conscious for a long while now. She wasn't surprised that no one had visited her yet, she understood if neither of her childhood friends would want to see her ever again. Even her best friend, Bunnie. Even her…friend, Sonic.

But she was glad of what she's accomplished. She had realised her mistake before it was too late, before she had to marry Scourge and rule by his side, having to constantly watch her back for Fiona. Watching the world she had helped to create perish under her king's rule…

She shuddered at the thought. Yes, she was happy it didn't come to that, that she had woken up to her senses. It would have been her dream to marry Sonic and make him her king, but there are better and more important things to worry about than to be living in a fairy tale. She just hoped she could have the chance to apologise to Amy, even if she did save her life.

The door creaked open and Sonic cautiously stepped in. Sally's breath caught in her throat. For a minute, both of them stared at one another. Her heart monitor was the only sound in the room, the ominous beeping creating more tension between them. Her broken leg was now protected in a cast that was propped up by a sling which was connected to the ceiling. Painkillers and anaesthetic have done its job, and what now remained of the pain was a dull throb now and then. She couldn't remember how she had escaped, but all she could conjure up was Tails' worried face gazing down her.

Sonic was the one who broke the silence.

"Why?" Was all he whispered. "Why, Sally?"

Sally swallowed her sob. She asks herself that, too.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered back.

Silence again.

Sonic hesitantly made his way to Sally's bed and sat down besides her.

"I just wanted you," she blurted out. "I was so jealous of you not wanting me anymore, I just didn't know how to react." While she said this, she realised how pathetic she sounded. That was not a good enough excuse to try and kill one of your closest friends.

"I know how you feel, Sal," Sonic empathised. "I reacted irrationally when Amy rejected me for the first time in my life. I didn't react as drastic as you, but I understand it."

Sally sat there in shock for the second time. This wasn't how she had imagined it.

"But Sonic, when you got with Fiona and Mina I didn't try to kill them, I reacted like any other jealous person would. Like how you did with Ken and Geoffrey. What I did was way over the line, unacceptable, you can't possibly forgive me. I mean I don't even forgive myself."

Sonic smoothed out her fiery red hair from her eyes gently as if nothing had happened between them.

"All that matters Sal is that you made up for your mistakes. You made the right decision, you stopped yourself. That is the difference between you and Scourge, Fiona, even Eggman. You fought against your jealousy and pain like you always have, and that's what makes me love you." Said Sonic.

Tears swelled at the corners of Sally's eyes, and a sob did escape this time. Sonic gently wiped the tears away, and continued.

"But maybe this is a sign that we need to move on from each other. I will always love you Sal, but right now I need to focus on new people and new experiences, and you should too." Before she could reply, Sonic bent down and lightly kissed her forehead while whispering "Goodbye".

With that, he stood up and left the room while Sally sat there in deafening silence once again.

Shadow nearly collapsed from the sight of Amy. Seeing her in the most fatal position, in hospital with no life in her beautiful face made him sick to his stomach. The gauze that was wrapped around her torso held a terrifying image that Shadow could not bring himself to see. It eerily reminded him too much of another incident that consisted of a gunshot wound, and he shied away from those thoughts.

He almost lost his Rose in the same way he lost Maria. The coincidence was too much to handle.

Very softly Shadow took Amy's hand, and with his spare hand he stroked her pale quills. He listened to her uneven breathing and felt more hatred towards the Faker than he's ever felt before. He swore when his beloved was better, he would beat Sonic's ass to a bloody pulp.

Amy's stirring instantly grabbed his attention as he stroked her face more.

"Rose?"

Amy opened her gorgeous eyes and she looked up at him. His heart flipped the way it always does when she rests those jade orbs upon him. His lips curved up slightly in a half smile that was only meant for her and he scooted closer.

"Are you okay?"

Shadow noticed that Amy didn't smile back like she normally would, which sparked an alarm in his head. Was she in pain or too delirious to know what was happening? He squeezed her hand gently. She pulled away.

His heart picked up and he tried to reach for her again but stopped. He narrowed his eyes at her.

"What's going on?" he asked softly.

Instead of answering, Amy shifted away, wincing slightly at the movement. Hurt stung him, and he grew more anxious to know. He eyed her as she rubbed her face. Was that tears he saw?

"Rose…"

"You can do this Amy," Shadow heard her say underneath her breath and his suspicions rose. Annoyance flickered and he took her arm again, carefully.

"I don't love you Shadow, I never have."

It was like the world opened up underneath him and he fell down in a black void of nothingness. Everything he once had was stripped away in an instant. This shouldn't be real. Couldn't.

"What?" He asked just above a whisper.

"Tails poisoned me to fall in love with you because I couldn't deal with my own heartbreak over Sonic. I'm so sorry Shadow," she begged.

Shadow just sat there, dumbfounded. He felt numb, deprived from all his emotions a second time. He was stupid enough to think that he was accessed to happiness, that he himself could be happy. To… feel. This woman before him was everything he could ask for and yet she was a prize on a shelf too high for him to reach. A sham. Fake.

Faker…

"During the time I didn't know what I was doing, after drinking the poison I had no memory of it, as if it never had happened. I truly thought I was in love with you, Shadow. Please try to understand." When he pulled away it was Amy who reached out for him, and Shadow who pulled away again. He felt his face grow cold and stoic, his usual expression, and he stood up.

Nothing good ever lasts in this world. Never will he fall for this trick again.

"I hope Faker gets what he wants, because having you is the worst punishment he could receive." He said numbly.

"Shadow…"

"Goodbye, Amy."

Her soft sob was the last thing he heard before closing the door shut.

Sonic had just arrived from visiting Sally when he stumbled upon Shadow leaving Amy's room. Confused as to why he was leaving in such an angered matter caught him off guard. Seeing Shadow angry was no surprise, but around Amy? When he looked closer, Sonic noticed a singular tear slide down his cheek right when he turned the corner and disappeared.

Had Amy broken out of the poison's trance? Hope filled Sonic, then quickly dissipated for he felt ashamed of thinking that way. Shadow deserved Amy more than him.

Taking a huge breath, Sonic opened Amy's door and entered.

He didn't expect to see her crying.

"Shadow?" Amy said in hope as she lifted her head from her hands to look at Sonic. The hope faded as quickly as it came, and it changed into shock. An odd sense of déjà vu washed over Sonic.

"It's just me, Ames," He said. "How ya holding up?"

Amy's mood suddenly changed as she grew angry and pointed accusingly at Sonic.

"Don't you dare pretend you care about me Sonic!" she yelled, making him flinch. "I'm in hospital because I was shot by Fiona. I was captured by Eggman, again, and turned into this monster that nearly killed Tails. I poisoned myself because you lied to me about the Freedom Fighters needing your help but not mine? And what do I see?"

Sonic remained silent, not meeting her gaze.

"I see you kissing Sally, making out with her!" she continued. "So no, Sonic. I am most definitely not fine."

Sonic took two steps and scooped Amy's face up, pressing his lips against hers. She stiffened for a moment, then relaxed and kissed back. Sonic deepened the kiss, holding her head so fiercely that he thought she'll disappear. It felt different from the other times he's kissed Sally, or any of the other girls. This felt wonderful. He felt alive.

He couldn't get enough of it.

He pressed forward, getting on the bed slightly. Amy complied, laying down; succumbing to his every move. He knew he shouldn't be doing this. He knew she just broke up with Shadow, but that wasn't real love, was it? He needed her just as much as she needed him.

After a few seconds they pulled away, both of them panting slightly. Amy's heart monitor sped up at the same time Sonic's did. For a while, they stared lovingly in each other's eyes. Sonic memorised every sculpture, every detail of her face.

"Why did you do that, I thought you loved Sally," Amy whispered.

"I did. But I've opened my eyes Ames, and now I've fallen for the right one. Words can't explain how sorry I am Amy. I have no right to be with you from everything I've done, but let me explain this." Sonic propped himself up beside her and held her as gently as he could. "The Freedom Fighter thing was real, Knothole was under attack. I still don't know why you weren't asked to assist, but I assure you I wasn't lying. As soon as I was reunited with Sally I was so happy that I scooped her up and…" Sonic trailed off with a sigh. "Don't worry Amy. After the attack, she broke up with me anyway. You have nothing to worry about."

"I know. I don't know why she was with that stupid Scourge and Fiona in the first place, but she saved me in the end. I owe her."

"No you do not," Sonic snapped lightly while holding her closer. "You owe nobody anything."

Amy lowered her ears and looked away sadly. Sonic felt bad for snapping at her defensively, but he'd rather her blame him than herself.

"I owe Shadow," she whispered. "I owe all my friends for worrying them to half to death about what I've done. Especially Tails. I'm such a horrible person."

"Amy…" Sonic lifted her face up to his, determined to prove her wrong. "You've felt the most pain anyone else has ever felt. I'm so proud of you to have been made it this far. You had to deal with an ass such as myself, poison yourself because of said ass, got drugged up by a much bigger ass, got shot and touched death. Don't tell me that's not a good enough reason to share your pain with others. Sometimes, allowing other people to take on your burden helps you overcome whatever obstacle you're facing." Sonic realised the more he said it, the more he believed it was right. "Just next time don't poison yourself, okay?"

Amy let out a half sob, half giggle and rested her head against his shoulder. Automatically, Sonic kissed her head.

"I feel like an idiot,"

"You are,"

Amy hit his chest while he chuckled. Fascinating how much this girl can change his mood in a blink of an eye.

"So…you love me?" Amy hesitantly asked. Sonic had no hesitation.

"Yep,"

A huge smile appeared on Amy's face as she locked him in a bear hug, clearly ignoring her pain. Sonic laughed and embraced her, every trace of anxiety gone. Finally they were together, and nothing could tear him apart from his Amy.

Finally done! I haven't gotten many reviews as of late, but hopefully you guys will let me know how you thought of my first story. For future stories, please look on my profile to see what stories are pending, and let me know which one you'd like to see next. So sorry for the late posts, but school is being a pain along with life. You probably noticed my writing skills have improved since the first chapter the posts are that long XD

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