Amy woke up with a start, and looked around. Tekno's house! What had
happened the other night? Then she remembered: Sonic... his back...
broken... This wasn't good at all; for one thing, without Sonic, there
would be no way they would defeat Chaos... and Robotnik... Mobius was as
good as toast, unless some miracle happened.
"Amy, you're awake!"
Tekno's voice sounded uneasy, rather out of character for the usually perky canary.
"Tekno... Sonic... he's-"
"I know. Johnny called me last night and told me what happened"
The canary paused, then cursed, both at the irony and the gravity of the situation.
"You know, I thought something like that would happen to Fabian Vain or Norris Wimple. Them fools can't even take care of themselves... it's a wonder they're still alive..."
She cursed again, startling Amy by using one of the stronger words.
Amy just smiled.
"Yeah, but don't forget, we're the ones keeping them from killing themselves. If it weren't for us..."
She snapped her fingers, and Tekno shook her head and quirked a smile.
"Hmph! And now Mobius is going to hell. This is just great!
This was very out-of-character for Tekno, but these were unusual times. Chaos had just punched Sonic, and now Robotnik was probably going to find out... and that couldn't be good.
"Damn..." Amy cursed.
The hedgehog looked around the room she was in, then made her way to the kitchen, and poured herself a couple glasses of water. Amy was used to just drinking tap-water from the bathroom-faucet, but didn't want to drink out of Tekno's cups, after hearing about how easy it was to get mononucleosis.
Her mouth was so dry and parched, probably from being open while she slept. She usually made a point to keep it closed, mostly afraid that people would hear her talking in her sleep if she didn't, and then embarrass her in the morning. But Amy didn't think about doing that when she fainted... if Tekno did hear her talk, she didn't tell, and the pink hedgehog mentally thanked her friend.
"I've gotta go to the hospital, and see if Sonic's doing ok," she finally said, before finishing her water, "I'll give you the heads-up on his condition"
"Thanks," the canary said, smiling.
Maybe there was hope...
******** Amy sat in the hospital-room, and watched as her hero, the fastest thing alive, stirred in a fitful sleep. He was bandaged in several places, and had tubes sticking out of various parts of his body. Amy did her best to not look at the urine-bag that was hanging by the bed... a catheter... poor Sonic... if he knew he was in this state, dependent on a catheter...
The pink hedgehog took her friend's hand, and gently stroked it. It was cold, and had an i.v. tube attached to it, pumping some unidentified substance into it. The room was quiet, except for the heart-monitor and Sonic's shallow breathing, even with the oxygen being pumped in through his nose. His eyes were tightly shut, not like he was scared or anything, but more like he had a terrible headache, or something had stung them.
Amy bent down and kissed Sonic on the cheek. If he were awake, she would've gotten an ear-full, but as it was, Sonic just lay there, moving restlessly in his uneasy sleep. And he was trembling... his whole body shaking like a leaf.
"Sonic, it's me, Amy," she whispered in his ear, "I'm right here. Don't be afraid. It'll be alright"
Those last words rang falsely in her ears, as she had this terrible feeling that things would be anything but 'alright' for her friend. The ear twitched, as if Sonic was trying to flick off an insect. Amy smiled, and tenderly patted the unconscious hedgehog's cheek. His breathing calmed a bit, and his movements weren't so jerky.
"There, there," Amy soothed, "Everything's alright. You're gonna be fine..."
Another twinge of guilt. False hope... wishful-thinking...
She took Sonic's hand, and squeezed it. Please be ok... please... please don't die...
When Amy let go of the hand for a moment, Sonic's breathing became a little uneasy. She pushed back a few damp quills that stuck to her friend's face, and kissed the ailing hedgehog's forehead. Sonic turned his head again, but didn't open his eyes.
Amy took his hand, and felt it gripping hers, ever so slightly. For several hours, she just sat there, holding Sonic's hand, stroking his mussed-up quills, and praying that somehow, her gut-feeling would be wrong. Sonic eventually drifted into a more restful sleep, his breathing slowing down, becoming more relaxed, and Amy fell asleep in the chair, only to be awakened later by someone saying, "Visiting-hours are over"
"C-can you let me just stay here for a little longer, please?" Amy pleaded, "like, maybe a few minutes? Sonic was in really bad shape when I got in here, and now he's sleeping just fine"
The nurse who woke her sighed.
"Ok, maybe for a couple minutes, but I really shouldn't be doing this. I could try to make an exception for Freedom-Fighters, but I can't make any promises"
Amy smiled, and ran her fingers through the fur on Sonic's head. He was sound asleep, and Amy was tired, so she talked to him for about five more minutes, then let the nurse escort her out of the hospital.
"I'll be back tomorrow," she promised.
"Amy, you're awake!"
Tekno's voice sounded uneasy, rather out of character for the usually perky canary.
"Tekno... Sonic... he's-"
"I know. Johnny called me last night and told me what happened"
The canary paused, then cursed, both at the irony and the gravity of the situation.
"You know, I thought something like that would happen to Fabian Vain or Norris Wimple. Them fools can't even take care of themselves... it's a wonder they're still alive..."
She cursed again, startling Amy by using one of the stronger words.
Amy just smiled.
"Yeah, but don't forget, we're the ones keeping them from killing themselves. If it weren't for us..."
She snapped her fingers, and Tekno shook her head and quirked a smile.
"Hmph! And now Mobius is going to hell. This is just great!
This was very out-of-character for Tekno, but these were unusual times. Chaos had just punched Sonic, and now Robotnik was probably going to find out... and that couldn't be good.
"Damn..." Amy cursed.
The hedgehog looked around the room she was in, then made her way to the kitchen, and poured herself a couple glasses of water. Amy was used to just drinking tap-water from the bathroom-faucet, but didn't want to drink out of Tekno's cups, after hearing about how easy it was to get mononucleosis.
Her mouth was so dry and parched, probably from being open while she slept. She usually made a point to keep it closed, mostly afraid that people would hear her talking in her sleep if she didn't, and then embarrass her in the morning. But Amy didn't think about doing that when she fainted... if Tekno did hear her talk, she didn't tell, and the pink hedgehog mentally thanked her friend.
"I've gotta go to the hospital, and see if Sonic's doing ok," she finally said, before finishing her water, "I'll give you the heads-up on his condition"
"Thanks," the canary said, smiling.
Maybe there was hope...
******** Amy sat in the hospital-room, and watched as her hero, the fastest thing alive, stirred in a fitful sleep. He was bandaged in several places, and had tubes sticking out of various parts of his body. Amy did her best to not look at the urine-bag that was hanging by the bed... a catheter... poor Sonic... if he knew he was in this state, dependent on a catheter...
The pink hedgehog took her friend's hand, and gently stroked it. It was cold, and had an i.v. tube attached to it, pumping some unidentified substance into it. The room was quiet, except for the heart-monitor and Sonic's shallow breathing, even with the oxygen being pumped in through his nose. His eyes were tightly shut, not like he was scared or anything, but more like he had a terrible headache, or something had stung them.
Amy bent down and kissed Sonic on the cheek. If he were awake, she would've gotten an ear-full, but as it was, Sonic just lay there, moving restlessly in his uneasy sleep. And he was trembling... his whole body shaking like a leaf.
"Sonic, it's me, Amy," she whispered in his ear, "I'm right here. Don't be afraid. It'll be alright"
Those last words rang falsely in her ears, as she had this terrible feeling that things would be anything but 'alright' for her friend. The ear twitched, as if Sonic was trying to flick off an insect. Amy smiled, and tenderly patted the unconscious hedgehog's cheek. His breathing calmed a bit, and his movements weren't so jerky.
"There, there," Amy soothed, "Everything's alright. You're gonna be fine..."
Another twinge of guilt. False hope... wishful-thinking...
She took Sonic's hand, and squeezed it. Please be ok... please... please don't die...
When Amy let go of the hand for a moment, Sonic's breathing became a little uneasy. She pushed back a few damp quills that stuck to her friend's face, and kissed the ailing hedgehog's forehead. Sonic turned his head again, but didn't open his eyes.
Amy took his hand, and felt it gripping hers, ever so slightly. For several hours, she just sat there, holding Sonic's hand, stroking his mussed-up quills, and praying that somehow, her gut-feeling would be wrong. Sonic eventually drifted into a more restful sleep, his breathing slowing down, becoming more relaxed, and Amy fell asleep in the chair, only to be awakened later by someone saying, "Visiting-hours are over"
"C-can you let me just stay here for a little longer, please?" Amy pleaded, "like, maybe a few minutes? Sonic was in really bad shape when I got in here, and now he's sleeping just fine"
The nurse who woke her sighed.
"Ok, maybe for a couple minutes, but I really shouldn't be doing this. I could try to make an exception for Freedom-Fighters, but I can't make any promises"
Amy smiled, and ran her fingers through the fur on Sonic's head. He was sound asleep, and Amy was tired, so she talked to him for about five more minutes, then let the nurse escort her out of the hospital.
"I'll be back tomorrow," she promised.