thank you for the hits people. this one is a little longer and explains some bits. and lets see who can guess who the person is at the end. :) enjoy amoiix

disclaimer: i own nothing :'( sad but true.

The hearts got what it wants.

Chapter 3

Amy's POV

4th October/1 year ago

It was eerily quiet, not silent but scarily quiet. And dark, it was so dark all I could see was a filtered light coming from the far side of the room I was in. I felt horrible. My head killed, worse than any headache id ever had. My legs ached when I tried to wriggle them. I ran my hands from my ankles to my thighs and they were covered in cuts and mud, like I had been dragged. I only had one boot on, and that was covered in mud and harboured a few stones. I moved my hands to my dress, which to my horror only consisted of a few shreds of fabric. My hair was covered in mud, some parts had dried to make my hair knotted, and my band had gone. It was then I realised that I didn't have any gloves on and my hands were rough like sandpaper.

After the quick assessment, I realised I wasn't in a good state. My throat and lungs burned as I tried to calm my breathing. All my senses were being tested, I felt as if I had just been through an operation, but at the same time I felt like I had just ran a marathon. This was added to the fear I had of not knowing where I was. "Hello", I managed to croak out. This made my throat hurt more and made me cough. Another feeling, as if I had the flu really bad. I'm in a brilliant position.

The light in the corner of the room grew brighter and brighter until it dimly lit up the surroundings of the room, including a door. Then 4 lights on the ceiling were visible, they also got brighter and brighter. Quicker than the other light. I shielded my eyes with my hand until they were used to the new light. The room surprised me. It wasn't a typical 'cell'. The walls were covered in mirrors. And the floor was carpet. Were the heck was I? It was all one big mind trick. I was used to typical cells and cages; I had been in enough of them. But this was weird.

I looked directly opposite me and that was when I realised how much of a bad state I was in. the rule of being quiet when captures went totally out of the window. And I screamed, seeing myself properly was overwhelming. Torrents of tears flowed out of my eyes as I was loudly sobbing. I tried to get up but my legs were too weak to hold me and I collapsed. I held my head as it hurt even more now and I screamed even louder.

I shuffled over towards the door, trying to think about a plan. Just as I was getting nearer, it unlocked and abruptly the lights went dark except for the small dim light. I must of alerted someone with my screams. I stopped dead in my tracks and kept focused on the door. I could see the outline of a hedgehog walking towards me. I shuffled backwards until I felt a wall. It was stood in front of me now. Still an outline, I couldn't make out who it was. I let out a small whimper, then everything went dark.

Present day

"Do you know who it was then?" Tails was leaning forward listening intently. This was hard; I had thought about the events, they had replayed in my head for ages. Like a nightmare that kept happening. Except I had lived it instead. This was too much; I could feel the tears threatening to spill.

"I need the bathroom", I rushed to the bathroom, locked the door after me and slid down the door to the floor. It was overwhelming, everything had happened so fast. I held my head in my hands and sobbed quietly.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Amy?" It was Sonic. Oh no. Anyone but him. I had avoided him so well until now. "You okay?"

I pushed myself off the ground and moved towards the mirror. Fixed my hair and wiped my eyes, took one deep breath and unlocked the door. There he stood all blue and cocky, smirk firmly in its place. This was harsh, but it was the truth, "Not like you to stay in one place, Sonic." His smirk turned into a frown. I went to walk past him but he stood right in front of me. I looked directly at him, anger flaring a little. "Move."

"No, not until you tell me what's going on. I know you've been through a lot, but c'mon. You…you've changed." He slowly put his hand on my wrist and pulled me towards him, lips pouting, he was going to kiss me. I pushed myself off him and took a few steps back.

Just as I was about to smack Sonic one, Tails called out to me. "Amy? Blaze is on the phone, she wants to know if you're ok."

"Coming Tails," I shouted back, and with no emotion I took a deep breath and looked Sonic straight in the eyes "You're right, I have changed. You have no idea."

I pushed past him and walked into the living room, with everyone's eyes on me I felt like I was an animal. I made a b-line for Tails and picked up the phone. "Blaze?"

"Amy! Oh Amy you're ok. I missed you so much! We didn't stop looking; Silver and I even took trips here to help."

"Yeah, erm…blaze, I'm really tired. I can't quite get to grips with everything yet. Can I give you a ring tomorrow?" I felt bad, but I didn't want to talk.

"Sure, you ring me when you're ready. Ill be here"

"Speak to you tomorrow, say hi to silver for me." I put down the phone and turned to Tails, "How?"

"Intergalactic phone" he said as if I should know. Little smartass I thought.

"Has anyone got any keys for my place?" I looked at everyone.

Tails piped up, "Yeah, I kept a set. You're welcome to stay here Amy. I'm not pushing you out."

"I know, and thank you. But I just want to get into my own clothes. And I just want to spend a little time in my own place. On my own" I thought they'd understand and let me leave. I was so wrong.

"What do you mean on your own? You've been on your own for the past year. Don't you want to have some interaction?" Knuckles, he was partly right, I did want some interaction. But right now, there were things I needed, my own clothes, my own bed and my own things.

Rouge came towards me and took my arm, "Its ok hun, you're obviously still a little disorientated; you don't know what you're saying."

I snatched my arm away from her and stared her in the eyes. "I know what I'm saying Rouge. And I want to go. I don't want to stay here. I've been away for a year, don't you think I should be allowed what I want. Not waiting for a reply, i started walking towards the door, before I got to the handle, another set of arms were holding me back. I sighed and slowly turned around, ready for more abuse. But the face I was greeted with wasn't one of anger, but one of sympathy.

"If your going to stomp off into the night, wouldn't you rather do it in shoes?" I looked down at my feet, no socks or shoes, great. "Want a lift?" I knew exactly what he meant and I nodded. "Hold on" I wrapped my arms around Shadow as he pulled his chaos emerald out. The last thing I saw was the shocked faces of my friends.

1 year ago

I was home. It was all a nightmare. My hands caressing the daises and grass blades, the faint sounds of the sea. I rose from my place on the ground and walked over the hill down to the beach. As I neared the sand, I could see a small blue figure floating over the waves. Walking closer and closer towards the figure I realised who it was, Sonic. What is he doing in the water? He can't swim. It clicked in my head, he can't swim. I bolted into the water and swam to him as fast as I could. I gripped his quills and started pulling him towards the shore. As we got to the shore, I dragged him across the sand and kneeled beside his body. Without a second thought, slowly I neared his lips, to give him mouth to mouth. Edging closer and closer, his eyes snapped open and he blew a gust of cold air in my face.

My own eyes snapped open and I realised it was a dream. And this nightmare was real. I was in new surroundings. The mirrored room was replaced with a real room. The walls were decorated light pink with a white carpet. I was lying on a white mattress with white sheets and a pink blanket at the end. There was a small hamper with a few things on top. And to my surprise there was a small bathroom, just a toilet, basin and a bath. But this was unreal. I really couldn't understand what was going on.

All previous symptoms had vanished, my head felt clearer and my legs no longer ached. Although I had scratches all over my body, they were barely visible, uneasiness came in waves, and this was weird. I walked towards the door and tugged on the handle. Locked, of course. Footsteps could be heard outside and one set came dangerously close to the door and stopped. A small piece of paper was pushed under.

Clean yourself up, wear the clothes provided. You have 20 minutes.

Clean myself up? Where the heck was I? I walked over to the bundle of clothes on the hamper and laid them out on the bed. There was my dress, headband, boots and boots. i preceded to the bathroom and started washing myself. It was amazing how better I felt after a shower and a hair wash. All the dirt was washed away to reveal small scars from the healing scratches. On my face there were a few bruises and scratches, my bottom lip was slightly swollen and bruised.

After putting on my clothes I rummaged for some beauty products, but no joy. Instead finding a few hair bobbles and bobby pins. I pushed my hair back with my headband and placed the rest of my hair into a ponytail. With everything out of my face, I looked different. Bruised but somewhat fresh.

Footsteps could be heard coming towards the door and stopping, I started to move away from it.

"Who-whose there?"

"I'm sorry miss rose for hurting you. You proved to be a fighter, a good one though." That voice, where had I heard that voice before.

"I'm not here to hurt you; I'm here to help you. Do you mind if I come in?"

I stayed silent, and quietly took my hammer out. "N-no?" it was a question to myself, his voice was safe, but he was a stranger.

The door unlocked and slowly opened to reveal my visitor. Shocked, I dropped my hammer. I did recognise the voice, and the face.