A/N: Hey, peeps! This is the last of the lost chapters. As soon as this goes up, I'm back on schedule. Well, by now, if you read the first three chapters, my character ages have been burnt into your heads. So, here we go!"
Miami, Florida, U.S.A. Sonic's apartment. January 25, 2003. 12:14 A.M. EDT.
Sonic now had a much better appreciation for the CIA.
Since they got back to his place at around seven o'clock, himself, Tails, Knuckles, and Amy have been doing nothing but watching CNN, looking for some breaking news on the defense heads' abduction. Sonic figured they'd have to wait a couple of hours to get more news, but after six straight hours, the situation hasn't changed. They weren't unprepared, though. The group stopped at the store to stock up on Mountain Dew Code Red, and coffee. They even went as far as bringing Sonic's coffeemaker into the living room for easy access, cutting on the air conditioning, and of course, they also ordered pizza (Mmm, Code Red, java, and pizza… that can't be good for the system).
Knuckles shifted his position on the floor, yawning. "This is more boring than watching my Master Emerald."
Sonic, who was on the left side of the couch next to Amy, stretched. "Is that so? If you wanna go back, that's fine with me. Means more food for me and Tails."
Knuckles grinned. "On second thought, I'll pass. It's much more interesting here."
"Damn!"
"What could possibly happen at this hour?" Amy asked, sitting between Sonic and an out cold Tails.
"Nothing over here," Sonic explained. "But Russia is what, seven or eight hours ahead of us? Their day's just getting started. If something new happens, it'll happen over there. I'm going to get more Code Red. This could be a very long night."
Three hours later…
"…And another one bites the dust." Sonic groaned. This time, Knuckles got a little too comfortable on the carpet, and had fallen asleep. Now, the only ones still up were himself, and Amy, who was fading fast. The situation on Eggman's raid on the Kremlin hadn't changed at all, so that didn't help their cause at all. Sonic took another swig of his Code Red. Well, here's another reason for staying up: you know you gotta make a run for the can, Sonic thought amusingly. He felt a weight lean on him. Turning his head, Sonic saw that Amy had finally fallen asleep. "And then there was one." He muttered. He began to gently shove her off of him. In an unconscious response, Amy wrapped her arms around him. "Damn!" Sonic knew the key to staying awake was not getting comfortable, and with Amy's warm, soft body latched on to him, and with just his thin tank top undershirt on, Amy's body heat was quickly making him too comfortable. Sleep began to overtake him. "Dammit, Amy. You could at least have cold hands to keep me awake…" No amount of Mountain Dew Code Red could keep him awake, and he fell asleep, the TV having been left on. And then there were none.
An hour and a half later…
Amy awoke with the need to use the toilet. She got up to do her business, and came back. "Hmm, Sonic must've left the TV on," she observed. Glancing at the screen, the end of a scrolling headline caught her eye: "…attempt has failed."
"Wait, could that mean…? It has to!" She hurriedly began to shake Sonic awake. The blue hedgehog moaned in protest, but eventually came to. "What?!" Sonic asked, annoyed by the fact he was awakened.
"Sonic, I think something just happened." Amy answered.
"What is it?" He then glanced at the TV. "Hey, isn't that…?"
"It's—" Amy stopped when she heard the news correspondent in Moscow talk. "Quick, wake everyone up!"
And they did. Amy woke up Tails (a few gentle shakes), and Sonic woke up Knuckles (a not so gentle kick to the rear). Knuckles got up swearing, but calmed down when Sonic explained the situation. "Something finally happened, eh?" The echidna muttered.
Sonic shrugged. "'Parently. I was asleep, though."
By now, the camera was back on the front desk. "Now, once again, an attempted rescue of the Russian FSB Head, and the U.S. Secretary of Defense by the Russian Spetsnaz has failed. We'll give you more information as it be—" Sonic cut off the TV.
"So, they've already responded, huh?" Sonic pondered.
"Now, what?" Knuckles asked.
Sonic thought for a moment. "That's just it then. We'll have to get to the bottom of this crisis, and find out why we're still not involved. Tails, send Rouge an e-mail."
"What are you planning to do?" Tails asked.
"It's time for a house call. I'm booking us the next flight to D.C. We might be there for a while, so pack enough close for a night. And dress warm. It's supposed to be cold. We'll meet in the lobby in an hour. Let's move!"
A/N: Finally, my remakes are done! I'm back on schedule. If you like, leave a review or e-mail me your comments. The next chapter should be very good. Peace!