And One Shall Lose Him
Chapter 3
Departure
A/N: Same old same old. SEGA owns Sonic; Archie owns Sally and all the non-SEGA types.
There they were, Sally upset in Sonic's arms, and Sonic unaware of anything going on. He walked Sally over to a chair and sat her down and got some tissue. "What's wrong, Sal?"
Sally calmed down, wiping her tears away. "I'm afraid that Tails might die. I just had a dream wherein a strange Robian killed him." she reported. Sonic sighed, and patted Sally on the shoulder. "It was just a dream, Sal..." He said, but before he could continue, Sally looked at sonic and said "I don't think so. I had a dream the night before involving his death, but that time it was Mecha Sonic who kills him, and it was while we were on that mission." Sonic was taken aback. He didn't believe in coincidence, and he knew that Sally didn't either.
He didn't know what to say. But he gave Sally a hug and said, "Well, we can't have you falling apart at the seams. This team... the whole planet... needs you. But... I don't know what to say about those dreams, Sally." He stopped. He wasn't good at being serious, which was Sally's job. How do you comfort someone you don't know how to comfort?
Two days has passed since Gracie's arrival. It seemed as if Sally's plan was never going to be implemented due to Gracie's arrival. Knothole seemed quiet. Nothing much seemed to be happening in Robotropolis, and the Wolf Pack hadn't called in to check on them, so a lot of spare time was on the Freedom Fighters.
Fiona was sitting at a picnic table near the center of Knothole, slurping on some berry juice, reading the two-page newspaper released every other week in Knothole. But she was mostly watching Tails and Gracie playing Tag not more than 50 feet in front of her.
She sighed. She was fond of the little kit. She liked to watch him. He was so energetic, always looking for something to do if he wasn't already doing it. Fiona admired that. She recognized how Mobians tend to slow it down and take it easier as they grew up. And now he finally had a friend his age.
She was happy for him and sad at the same time.
She liked Tails a lot, and somehow, she was disheartened to see him with another fox. She knew that she was much older than he was, but she liked Tails, who used to be the only other fox she knew.
She polished off the juice, folded up the Newspaper and headed to Sally's hut.
Sally was sitting at her desk, going over blueprints and schematics and the like, while scanning them into NICOLE. When she saw Fiona walk in, she put aside NICOLE and said, "Hello, Fiona, anything I can help you with?"
Fiona sat down. She had a grave expression on her face.
"Princess, I'd like to resign as a Freedom Fighter, and leave Knothole indefinitely." she stated in a melancholy manner. Sally was surprised; she rested her elbows on the table. "May I ask why?" she inquired.
Fiona took a deep breath, sighed and looked into Sally's eyes. "I feel like I am unneeded, especially after Gracie arrived." she said. Sally leaned back, "It's about Tails, isn't it? You don't have to tell me. If you feel you must leave, then it is your decision. You don't have to say why." Both Sally and Fiona stood and Sally shook Fiona's hand. "You were an excellent Freedom Fighter and an excellent asset, you will certainly be missed." she said.
"And I enjoyed serving on the team. I will miss all of you..." Fiona paused a moment then said "...especially Tails."
"Where do you plan to go?" Sally asked. Fiona said, "I'm thinking Downunda. But I could vagabond for a while first."
"Good luck out there, don't forget about us or where Knothole is, okay?"
Fiona nodded and left.
A day later, Fiona was at the slide, looking back at Knothole, her bag contain her few material possessions. She sighed and said "Goodbye Knothole." and walked out.
A/N: R/R please. I work hard on these fanfics, and they always end up short. Ah well...
Chapter 3
Departure
A/N: Same old same old. SEGA owns Sonic; Archie owns Sally and all the non-SEGA types.
There they were, Sally upset in Sonic's arms, and Sonic unaware of anything going on. He walked Sally over to a chair and sat her down and got some tissue. "What's wrong, Sal?"
Sally calmed down, wiping her tears away. "I'm afraid that Tails might die. I just had a dream wherein a strange Robian killed him." she reported. Sonic sighed, and patted Sally on the shoulder. "It was just a dream, Sal..." He said, but before he could continue, Sally looked at sonic and said "I don't think so. I had a dream the night before involving his death, but that time it was Mecha Sonic who kills him, and it was while we were on that mission." Sonic was taken aback. He didn't believe in coincidence, and he knew that Sally didn't either.
He didn't know what to say. But he gave Sally a hug and said, "Well, we can't have you falling apart at the seams. This team... the whole planet... needs you. But... I don't know what to say about those dreams, Sally." He stopped. He wasn't good at being serious, which was Sally's job. How do you comfort someone you don't know how to comfort?
Two days has passed since Gracie's arrival. It seemed as if Sally's plan was never going to be implemented due to Gracie's arrival. Knothole seemed quiet. Nothing much seemed to be happening in Robotropolis, and the Wolf Pack hadn't called in to check on them, so a lot of spare time was on the Freedom Fighters.
Fiona was sitting at a picnic table near the center of Knothole, slurping on some berry juice, reading the two-page newspaper released every other week in Knothole. But she was mostly watching Tails and Gracie playing Tag not more than 50 feet in front of her.
She sighed. She was fond of the little kit. She liked to watch him. He was so energetic, always looking for something to do if he wasn't already doing it. Fiona admired that. She recognized how Mobians tend to slow it down and take it easier as they grew up. And now he finally had a friend his age.
She was happy for him and sad at the same time.
She liked Tails a lot, and somehow, she was disheartened to see him with another fox. She knew that she was much older than he was, but she liked Tails, who used to be the only other fox she knew.
She polished off the juice, folded up the Newspaper and headed to Sally's hut.
Sally was sitting at her desk, going over blueprints and schematics and the like, while scanning them into NICOLE. When she saw Fiona walk in, she put aside NICOLE and said, "Hello, Fiona, anything I can help you with?"
Fiona sat down. She had a grave expression on her face.
"Princess, I'd like to resign as a Freedom Fighter, and leave Knothole indefinitely." she stated in a melancholy manner. Sally was surprised; she rested her elbows on the table. "May I ask why?" she inquired.
Fiona took a deep breath, sighed and looked into Sally's eyes. "I feel like I am unneeded, especially after Gracie arrived." she said. Sally leaned back, "It's about Tails, isn't it? You don't have to tell me. If you feel you must leave, then it is your decision. You don't have to say why." Both Sally and Fiona stood and Sally shook Fiona's hand. "You were an excellent Freedom Fighter and an excellent asset, you will certainly be missed." she said.
"And I enjoyed serving on the team. I will miss all of you..." Fiona paused a moment then said "...especially Tails."
"Where do you plan to go?" Sally asked. Fiona said, "I'm thinking Downunda. But I could vagabond for a while first."
"Good luck out there, don't forget about us or where Knothole is, okay?"
Fiona nodded and left.
A day later, Fiona was at the slide, looking back at Knothole, her bag contain her few material possessions. She sighed and said "Goodbye Knothole." and walked out.
A/N: R/R please. I work hard on these fanfics, and they always end up short. Ah well...