A/N: Hey everybody, I hope you've been enjoying the story so far. Just a heads up that any paragraph that is in italics (Like this authros note is) are events that are taking place in a flashback. For example, in this chapter when Sonic looks at his hand he has a flashback to a point somewhere in the past. Anyway, enough from me, enjoy the chapter :)

Chapter 2

Sonic stood at his doorstep, door still clattering against the walls of his house in the relentless, howling winds. He replayed the video again, his eyes scanning every detail to try and find even a hint of where Tails could be being kept, but discovered nothing.

Sonic racked his brain, trying to recall the conversation.

"They must have given me a clue. They must have… they must have," he repeated over and over, more and more pedantically. Sonic balled his hand into a fist and knocked his forehead gently in a futile effort to get his memory to work.

"What did he say? What did he say, what did he say!" Sonic began to yell as he progressively hit himself harder and harder until he got light headed. "This is useless!" he screamed, his anger, more at himself for being so useless than anything else, getting the better of him. He slammed his fist into the doorframe. He winced, the pain flooding through his veins as he let out a moan of agony.

Sonic glanced down at his bleeding knuckles, pulsating with his rapid heartbeat as memories of the past flooded to the forefront of his mind.

"I'm just so sick of it," Sonic yelled as he paced back and forth in the room. "He just makes me so mad sometimes that I could just… Arg," Sonic growled as he punched the dry wall in Tails' bedroom, burying his fist deep into it. He howled in pain as he removed his hand, plaster cracking off and dusting the carpet below.

"Sonic, c'mon it's not all that bad," Tails sighed as he hopped off the bed and strolled over to Sonic, grabbing his arm.

"You don't understand. You don't have somebody in your life that just seems to try to stop you at every turn like Shadow does," Sonic complained as he unfurled his callous fingers and let Tails inspect them.

"No, I don't," Tails soothed, carefully running his soft, dainty fingers over the back of Sonic's hand, ceasing each time he felt his friend tense up from pain. "But I do know that whenever something does piss me off, I can always just come hang out with my best friend and that makes me happy again." Sonic looked down at his shorter friend, noticing his beaming smile and couldn't help stop the small curve of his lips.

"Yeah, we always do have the best times together, don't we," Sonic chuckled to himself as the door flung open and a blushing beauty entered the room, her short, pink quills draping down her back with a cute crimson headband fastened to the crest of her head.

"Hey Sonic, what type of topping do you want on your… oh no, what happened to you?" Amy began before a hint of panic and concern flooded her voice and she rushed over to Sonic. She surveyed his bleeding, scared hands and quickly shook her head after noticing the hole in the wall, giggling slightly.

"Look, what happened was-"

"Yeah, yeah, enough of your excuses," Amy interrupted. "Now come on, let's get that rinsed and disinfected from all that plaster. I've got some band-aid's in my purse too. It'll be fine," she decided, grabbing his arm and waving goodbye to Tails as she lead him out of the room.

"You always were the best under pressure," Sonic smirked as he leant down to place his lips on hers briefly.

"Amy, she'll know what to do!" Sonic snapped his fingers as he reemerged from his memory, deciding that it was the best idea he could think of since time was of the essence. He had no time to change, opting to just stay in his hoodie and pajama bottoms as he slammed closed the door, fishing his keys out of the bowl situated next to it. Suddenly, before he could even take a step into the wild storm he felt another buzz in his pocket.

Times running out. Are you just going to stand there all night and let Tails die?

Sonic grunted, tossing the phone back into his pocket before taking a deep breath and sprinting out into the storm. He didn't care about getting wet and he didn't falter from the cracks of thunder and flashes of lightning above. All he could think of was his best friend and how he was always there for him. Now it was Sonic's turn. He turned down the street, his bare feet pushing against the freezing cobblestone, propelling him towards his destination. Towards his fiancé's house.

…

Sonic arrived no more than ten minutes later, pounding his fist rapidly against the door. He waited patiently as he heard the clutter of objects and whispered swearing as somebody came to the door. The faint sound of something crashing to the floor filled the air and Sonic winced as the usually melodic words of Amy were replaced by those of a frustrated malice. Moments passed before the door was finally opened.

"Sonic, what are you doing here?" Amy gasped as her eyes grew wide with surprise. "It's way past midnight."

"I need your help," Sonic fired back almost immediately, completely skipping the pleasantries.

"You could have just called or waited until morning, silly," she giggled as she stepped out onto her fuzzy welcome mat, flung her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his. She placed one hand on the back of his head, her hand running through his cobalt quills, the ring on her finger refracting her porch light out into the stormy street. Sonic quickly pushed her away, ignoring her hurt expression as he repeated himself, his disheveled and fatigued looking figure more obvious to the girl now.

"Please, I really need your help right now," he begged, the colour still drained from his face as his complexion held an almost ghostly reflection.

"You don't have to be so rude," she snapped back bitterly, the words rolling off her tongue laced with venom but she quickly softened, her standoffish nature replaced by that of concern when she got a better look at his face. "Sorry… is everything alright?"

"No, no it's not. Tails is… he's been kidnapped and I don't know what to do. I'm freaking out and I don't have much time and he's going to die and I got this phone and this call and I just don't know what to do and…" Sonic spewed out his words frantically, not taking any time to breath between sentences before exhausting his sore lungs that had still not recovered from his brisk sprint to Amy's house.

"Wait what… let me get this straight," Amy replied, trying to understand the situation and keep calm despite the erratic behaviour of her fiancé. "Somebody kidnapped Tails, gave you a phone and called you saying what exactly?"

"Amy, we don't have time for this. We need to save him we can't just stand around and talk," Sonic urged, his already thin patience running out as his panic rose inside of him.

"Sonic, we need to think this through or else he's already dead. You need to calm down and breathe," she placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. She stared into his worried eyes, full of anguish and torment. Her calming stare pierced his defenses and he finally admitted defeat, taking a deep breath in through his nose, expelling it out of his mouth. He knew she was right.

"Thanks," Sonic muttered.

"So, have you called the cops yet?"

"I was told if I contacted them then Tails would be killed right on the spot. C'mon Amy, you and him were always the smart ones, not me. I really need your help, please," he begged, his hands pressed together and eyebrows arched as if he were praying to her.

"Sonic, don't worry. Tails is my friend too and we aren't going to let him die. I just need to think," she paused for a minute. "Have you tried Knuckles' place?"

"Why would Knuckles know where he is?"

"Don't Tails and Knuckles always hang out together on Thursday nights? If anyone had seen him last or knew where he went, it would be Knuckles," she offered her advice.

"Of course, why did I not know that? I'm supposed to be the best friend, no wonder I can't fucking find him. Maybe I'm just being taught a lesson to show how much of a screw up I am," Sonic cursed himself.

"Don't say that," Amy soothed him, snaking her hands around his middle and pulling him closer to her so that his chin rested on her head. He slowly wrapped his arms around her, sighing. "You're a great best friend, and a great boyfriend and if we stick together we can find this sicko and save Tails."

"Thanks Ames, I needed that," he let out another sigh as he quickly pressed his lips against hers again. "I'll head over to Knuckles' place. Can you try to search the web or something to see if there were any other, like, news articles or something about a freak doing this type of thing in the past."

"Of course, I'll do anything to help," she smiled as she released him.

"Call me if you find anything," he waved as he took off down the winding, gravel path, his ashen hoodie still completely drenched from the torrential downpour.

"Sonic," Amy called out. He paused, mid-way through opening the gate and stared back at her, his feet crushing the beautiful roses underneath him in the entrance way that he had missed in his haste. "We will save Tails."

"I know," he replied before slamming closed the gate and taking off in a sprint down the road and out of sight, like a man on a mission. Amy waited until his figure disappeared before she slowly closed the door.

"That was too close," She placed her back against the cold wood and let out a big sigh, glancing at the ring her fiancé had gave her, sparkling on her finger. Her eyes drifted from her displayed hand over to the tall lamp that had fallen in her haste to hide the truth, shattering to the ground.

"I thought you said he was sleeping at his tonight," a frustrated voice called out from the closet underneath her staircase. The small, shuttered door creaked open, unhooking from the lock underneath the banister and a black furred hedgehog stepped out. His ruby shoes crunched on the splintered pieces of glass from the light bulb that were peppered about on the ground.

"I didn't know he was going to come over," she hissed back, angry that he blamed her. "You didn't have to be so loud when trying to hide. You broke my lamp," she growled, frustration, relief that he had gone and worry for her friend washed around inside her.

"What was that about?" the hedgehog asked.

"Tails is in trouble. Nothing you would care about, Shadow."

"Hey, Sonic and I might not see eye to eye after how he treated you but Tails was always a friend," Shadow shot back, somewhat hurt by her malicious tone. "Since when did you ever care about him though?"

"Whatever, at least Sonic's gone now. I do hope he find's Tails though," she sighed again, genuine concern evident on her voice.

"In the meantime, this shouldn't ruin the mood," Shadow smirked as he picked her up and crashed his lips against hers in a passionate and lust filled display as the two fell back onto the couch they had been occupying themselves on not minutes prior.

A/N: Well, another chapter down. Please don't forget to leave a review to let me know what you thought if you enjoyed and if you have any theories yet about where you think Tails is, who you think is mastermining this whole thing or how this will all turn out :P I love reading them and they give me all the motivation I need. And, as always, thanks for reading.