Tyler's P.O.V, 2:36 a.m.

Tyler rolls over and takes a rest for a moment. He lay on the rigid, grubby bed and listened to Amy's gentle breathing. A peaceful hush surrounded them as his own breathing started to slow . . .

Click. Click. Click.

He sat straight up and his heart started to quicken. Was that the sound of a key in their lock? Someone was trying to get in the room? What? Why?

Tyler glanced around trying to figure out what to do. Why was Brick's damn shower taking so long? He decided to shove Amy on the floor, but winced as she landed with a noisy thud. Tyler chucked a blanket on top of her and tried to act casual . . .

Like he totally lies naked on top of a bed every night . . .

After what seemed like an eternity of the rattling lock, the door unlocked and a soft voice whispered, "Hello?"

Tyler gave no answer. He didn't know what to do. The girl strode into the room slowly and finally found Tyler on the bed. The room's light was too dim for either of them to see who each other were, but the girl could see Tyler was stark-naked.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I heard a crash . . . I thought someone was hurt," The female stuttered, awkwardly walking back quickly, "I'm so sorry, let me leave before your girl or whoever gets out of the shower."

Tyler silently snickered at the thought of Brick being a girl. He was tall, tough, muscular, and wide . . . not feminine. He lowered his voice to a very deep tone to disguise him, "Yes, just please leave."

She mumbled a few more apologies about interrupting before she turned to leave. Yes, a few more feet, come on sweetheart . . .

Brick had seemed to finally finish his extensive shower as the bathroom door opened and the bright light shined on the girl, illuminating her.

A pretty, curvy white bat stared up at Brick, shocked and confused.

It was Rouge.

"Hey, buddy . . . I didn't know we had another sexy guest," Brick chuckles and smoothed his feathers atop his head. He winked at Rouge, not even noticing it was there old friend. "Two girls . . . aw yeah buddy."

Rouge heaved him into the wall with much more force than she normally possessed.

"I'm not your sex toy," she hissed angrily and seized the door handle. She slammed it shut, and left Brick on the floor, moaning in pain about the new lump on his head.

Rouge's P.O.V, 2:45 a.m.

Rouge stormed out irritably to find Sonic and the other three cowering in the hall. Cream was hiding behind Knuckles back with her eyes wide, staring at Rouge as if she was a ghost.

"Uh, what are you guys doing here? What's wrong?" Rouge took a step back. When the four recognized it was just her, she let out sigh of relief as everyone calmed down.

"We saw you come into the motel," Cream said, "We wanted to come and see what's going on over here. What just happened?"

"Just some pervs in there. One was naked the other tried to hit on me," Rouge scowled with her fists clenched.

"Ew," Tails stuck out his tongue. "Who were they?"

"I dunno, it was too dark to tell," Rouge replied.

"Huh, I wonder why one was naked?" Tails cocked his head to the side, and rubbed a massive bruise on the side of his face. I wonder where he got that. Rouge then noted Sonic had one almost identical on his arm.

"I don't know. Creeper, I guess."

"That sounds kind of suspicious," Knuckles scratched his head.

"Yeah," Cream agreed, tensely caressing her long ears.

"You're sure you don't know who was in there?" Sonic practically begged her.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Wait . . . The guy who tried to hit on me . . . he was Brick," Rouge shrugged.

"Um, Rouge . . . "Sonic waited patiently for Rouge to figure out what she just said.

"Wha- oh wait- BRICK." Her eyes enlarged. All five pairs of eyes turned to face the door.

Sonic's P.O.V, 2:48 a.m.

"I'm going in there," Sonic stormed past his friends. Knuckles grabbed onto his injure-free arm but he jerked free. The assholes were 20 feet away, and they weren't getting away this time.

"Hold on Sonic! Stop. Wait. Rouge said Amy wasn't in there and that she didn't see her," Tails begged, pleading for Sonic not to open the door.

"Well then Brick was probably fucking her on the toilet then," He spat at the floor furiously.

"Sonic, please hold on. Let's think of something, don't be rash," Cream tried, stepping towards the blue hedgehog.

"IT WON"T HURT TO TRY!" He cried, exasperated.

Cream whimpered and Sonic apologized at once. But he wasn't backing down.

"Please, Sonic . . . We do not want to screw this up. If this is are one chance to save Amy . . ." Tails tried.

Sonic moaned and leaned up against the wall. The door knob was inches away . . . the urge was too much; he started pacing throughout the hall to calm his impulses.

"Fine," he muttered between steps.

"Well then," Knuckles said, "To our advantage, we have them cornered. They can't leave now, the rooms exit is the door right here."

"Well that is good!" Tails tried to be optimistic.

"What do we do now though?" Sonic paced faster now, walking from one end of the hall to the other in a matter of seconds.

"Figure something out, or course," Tails replied.

"No," Sonic shook his head, "We need to get Amy out now."

"She is not in there, Sonic please, listen to me," Tails begged. Sonic was frustrated. Why didn't they believe him? Amy had to be in there. Where would she be?

"Well, then where is she? Dead?" Sonic growled.

"No, just please listen to Tails. We have to figure something out first," Knuckles grabbed Sonic by the shoulders and shook him, trying to shake some sense into him.

"Fine. But trust me, when I get my hands on them . . ."

"We know, Sonic."

Sonic slid to the floor. Almost instantaneously, the other four followed. They might have been tired, but he was exhausted. He never had this much stress on him.

Not even when Eggman was about to take over the world. Then . . . he always knew he would win.

But could he win this time?

Amy's P.O.V, 3:00 a.m.

Ouch. Thanks, guys for having me hit my head. It already hurts enough.

She sat up slowly and looked around. She realized that the two other animals in the room hadn't detected her yet, and promptly lay back down under the covers.

"Are they gone yet?" One of the voices asked.

"No. There still out there waiting," The second voice was higher than the first and sounded worried.

"Damn it Tyler, didn't you lock the dang door?" Voice #1 asked 'Tyler'.

"Shut the hell up. They still got in. Now what do we do?"

"I don't know . . . Hey what about the window? Can we get out of this piece of shit by that?"

Amy quickly hid deeper into the covers as they rushed over to the window. They rattled the window to try and get it to open, but after a few moments of rattling, they gave up.

"No good. It doesn't open at all. This is just great," One of the guys kicked the wall and it shook.

The other one cursed. "This is just great."

Amy buried herself deeper into the blanket, though she knew it wouldn't help her at all. It seemed like the two guys had momentarily forgotten about her. She prayed they didn't notice her soon. She didn't know what was going to happen next. She listened for a moment, and when she heard nothing, she silently rolled under the bear. The dust made her want to sneeze, but she kept in inside her.

Out of nowhere the door was opened and slammed into the wall.

"Hey!"

Okay the reason it goes right from Rouge's to Sonic's P.O.V is because at first they were two separate chapters. But I decided to push them together to make one long chapter instead of two short chapters! (You're welcome.)

And by the way, the alcohol is starting to wear off on Amy. But what does that mean, is she going to save herself, like aura16 thinks she will? (Thanks for the review, by the way! If you don't think Rouge has had heard time to shine yet, wait for the next couple of chapters.)

Review! I'll post chapters quicker! :D