Amy sat on the couch, resting her head on the arm of the couch in the living room. She sat there, staring at the silver phone that she had resting on a table next to her. She stared at it, a saddened look upon her face. All the while, she kept sighing and looking at a time on the cable box next to the television before her. It seemed as if time had slowed down and everything else, for that matter.

"Where is he?" she asked aloud, looking back at the silver phone, "He should have gotten there by now. What's taking him so long?"

She stood up now and began making her way into the kitchen. Before she left, she took the phone and brought it with her, even though there was a phone in the kitchen already. Feeling a bit hungry, she placed the phone on the counter and went into the refrigerator, looking for something light to snack on.

Then, her heart nearly jumped out of her chest the moment she heard the phone beginning to ring. Ignoring the fact that she was just about starving, she rushed to the phone and pushed the green button to answer it.

"Sonic, is that you?" she asked, not bothering to look at the caller ID to make sure it was really him or not.

"Hey, Ames," said the voice on the other end, "Yes, it's me."

"What took you so long?" she asked, a hint of disappointment and annoyance in her voice, "You should have been there almost an hour ago! You had me worried sick! You're the fastest thing alive and yet you didn't get there until now? Explain yourself!"

There was a moment of silence as Amy finished her ranting. It appeared that Sonic was at a loss of words on the other end of the phone. Amy tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for a response from him, but she heard nothing.

After several moments of silence, Sonic finally let out a sigh said, "You've been waiting by the phone for me ever since I left, haven't you?"

Amy felt a rush fall over her; whether it was guilt or embarrassment, she couldn't tell, but she felt it. It was almost as if Sonic knew what she was doing, suggesting that she was THAT predictable.

Feeling that there was no way around it, she finally said, in a soft, guilty voice, "Yes."

Sonic let out another sigh and said, "Ames, how many times must I ask you? Don't do this, please!"

Twiddling her back quills, she asked, "Don't do what?"

Again, Sonic let out another deep sigh. "Don't make me the center of your universe. Don't make me the only thing you live for. You, sitting around and waiting for me is only going to make you feel worse. You know that, better than I do!"

"I'm sorry, Sonic," Amy said, in a soft voice, "I can't help myself. I've waited so long to be with you and…"

"I know, I know," said Sonic, interrupting her, "You're afraid of losing me. It's like I said before, you're not going to lose me. I'd never hurt you like that, never again."

"I know you wouldn't," she said, "It's just, whenever I'm alone, it feels like it did in the beginning, before we were together. It feels like you're still trying to get away from me."

Sonic let out a deep sigh and said, "I'm not trying to get away from you, Ames. You know me better than that. We've been together for seven months and not once have I ever tried to get away from you."

There was a moment of silence between them now, both of them not sure of what to say now. They both waited for the other to say something, yet neither of them said a word to each other.

After several more minutes of silence, Amy said, "So, you're there now?"

"Yes, I'm here," said Sonic, "It's pretty nice here, except for the heat. We're nowhere near the village though, so I need to get going."

"Okay, Sonic," she said, still in a soft tone, "Do what you've got to do."

"Alright," said Sonic, "I'll call you as soon as I'm done here and on my way back."

"Promise?" asked Amy.

Sonic couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle as he said, "Yes, Amy Rose, I promise. I'll talk to you later, my love."

"Talk to you later," said Amy, "I love you, Sonic."

"I love you, too" he said, "Always and forever."

Then, Amy heard a click from the other end of the phone. Even after he had hung up the phone, she still kept the phone to her ear. She kept it there until she heard the dial tone begin to buzz in her ear. Then, Amy pushed the red button on the phone and placed it on the counter.

She let out a deep sigh and sat at the table, resting her head in her hands. She really didn't like being this far away from Sonic, but she knew she had to overcome the feeling; she knew what she was getting herself into, dating the 'world savior' and all.

"I don't know what's wrong with me," she said aloud, "Am I really making him the center of my universe? Is this normal behavior? I don't seem to think of anyone else who acts this way."

She let out a sigh, took the phone and placed it on the receiver. Then, she went into the refrigerator and began looking for something to eat again. Since her mind was racing and her thoughts were on so many different things at the moment, she closed the refrigerator and sat at the kitchen table, resting her head on her hands again.

Amy stared at the empty seat that was before her. She stared at it for several minutes, trying to collect her thoughts. Her mind was generating so many thoughts that it felt like her head was going numb.

"What am I going to do?" she asked aloud, "I can't even begin to imagine how my life was before we were together. What would I have normally have done when Sonic was away?"

She sat there, lost in her thoughts, trying to recollect her life before she was with Sonic. Because she had been with Sonic most of the time and because he was the only thing on her mind at the moment, she kept coming up blank.

Defeated, she let out another sigh. "I can't think of anything. I can hardly remember my life before Sonic. Oh, Sonic is right! I've spent so much time with him that I've made him the only thing I live for. What am I going to do?"

Her thoughts of her old life were abruptly interrupted, as the sound of someone knocking on the front door caught her attention.