Emily and Tails Boom: I'll Save You

This story is from Tails' point of view. Hope you like it!


    BurnBot had struck the wing of Emily and our plane, causing her to lose control. I watched her spin through the sky and straight to the rocky ground of the canyon area.
    I talked into my communicator. "Bail, Emily! BAIL!" I was close to a panic.
    I looked, and I don't think she was able to do anything. I then began to run, but BurnBot stopped me and threw his claws at me. I kept dodging, and all I really wanted to and needed to do was go to Emily. I then looked up at a giant boulder on a small platform, and I then fired at it with my laser, causing it to fall right onto BurnBot as I flew off with my two tails.
    When I got out of the canyon, stood ground, and looked up, Emily was falling faster and faster.
    "EMILY! NO!" I screamed.
    The plane hit the ground and exploded.
    My eyes went wide, and tears formed in my eyes. I then flew right to the scene as fast as I possibly could. "I'm coming, Emily...I'm coming."
    When I was able to get to the scene, there was the plane in pieces and flames, but that no longer mattered. A plane is a thing, and things can be replaced. But when it's your best friend, or someone who happens to be your soul sibling, in my case, there's no replacement. None whatsoever. I looked for Emily at the scene, and when I turned, I saw her face-down on the ground, and she was in some very small puddles of blood at her side and her head. I could feel my stomach turn and my heart stop in not even an instant. My eyes were at their widest, and I could feel my tears come out in streams like a river. 
    I then ran and scooped her up in my arms. There was some blood splattered on her sports tape top, and her sleeves were badly torn. Her face was pale. One look at her made my tears come out like lava out of a volcano.
    "EMILYYYYY!!!" I cried out. I then picked her up bride-style, and I began to fly away back to the headquarters and Doc Ginger. "Hang in there, big sister...I'll save you...."
    Next thing I knew, I was in the headquarters, in Emily's room, and Emily herself was resting on her bed, looking inert. There were stitches and bandages on her head and side, and she was in a long white nightgown. Her hands were holding each other, fingers between each other. I never left the room much. I was rubbing the top of her head, very gently, and I could feel tears in my eyes.
    "Emily...I'm so sorry...." I could feel my voice shaking almost uncontrollably. "I know I've said how I needed you....but you needed me more..."
    Tears streamed down my face as I then placed one of my hands on her cheek. It was cold to the touch. "I love you, Emily. I've always loved you for who you really are. I don't care if you suffer brain damage or anything like that at this point. I just want you to live. I don't even care if you'll remember me or not! I just want you back!" I then lost it and hugged her tight. I sobbed.
    A week passed by very slowly. I spent that week staying in Emily's room, never leaving her alone. She remained in that very same state. I only went home to take a bath every two days.
    On the 7th day, Doc Ginger came in. "Tails, shugah, y' have t' go home."
    I looked at her with serious dark eyes. "I am only willing to go home when you tell me my sister is going to live."
    Doc Ginger was silent. "Tails...if she does survive, she may never be able to walk or talk again. Ah don't ev'n know if she's gonna remembuh anything..."
    "I don't care, Doctor Ginger. I don't care if I have to spend all my time trying to get her memory back if that's the way it has to be. I don't care if I have to push her around in a wheelchair. I don't even care if I have to build a special tablet to help Emily talk. I just want my sister. My sister is in this state, and so is one of the best things to ever happen to me. And I am not gonna lose her!" I began to cry.
    I buried my hands in my face, and I cried. Doc Ginger then gave me a hug in order to comfort me.
    After another 3 days, a total of ten had passed since the accident.
    I was coming back from another bath when I heard talking out the door.
    "Oh shugah, are y' okay? We were so worried sick aboutcha." I heard Doc Ginger.
    "Who-who are you? And where am I?" I heard Emily's raspy voice in its first use.
    "It's me, Doc Ginger, and you're in mah infirmary." I heard Doc Ginger reply.
    "Huh? I really don't know you. I don't even know who I am..." I heard Emily.
    "Oh no....you've lost yo' memory! Do you know Tails?" Doc Ginger then said, to likely confirm her belief.
    "What're you even talking about?" Emily asked in ultimate confusion.
    Tears rolled down my cheeks more crazily than before. I then just fell right on my stomach and face, and I sobbed more loudly than I ever have done. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!"
    I was beginning to question what I had said three days before. I think I did care whether she remembered me or not. I just had to open my mouth! I felt so stupid. I felt so helpless. I just now felt like I had absolutely nothing left. Not even Sonic would fix this mess now. And all this was thanks to dumb Eggman and his stupid BurnBot.
    The next day, I was surprisingly willing to walk Emily out of the infirmary. Despite my holding her hand, she just gave me this funny look as if I were crazy. It made me feel terrible, to have a sister who doesn't even remember who I am. She didn't remember anyone in the entire village. She spent time in her own little house. Whenever I'd come over to her house, she'd still give me the crazy look. She'd ask, "Who are you, and what're you doing here?" Her Chicagoan accent never lost its uncertainty. Despite getting the very same result for another 5 days, something in me just never gave up.
    That 5th day, I came over again. "Hey, are you wondering who you are?" I finally asked.
    Still the funny look. "S-sure..."
    I stood in front of her, and I then took a seat in a kitchen chair. I closed my eyes. "Listen to me. Believe it or not, your name is Emily Ann Lancman. You're 16, you came from the United States of America, you have Asperger's Syndrome, and you're my big sister. By the soul. I'm Miles Prower, but I go by Tails. We've known each other since early June of 2013. You were enrolled into the London Olympics with me and my friends, and we met when you stood up for me and came to my defense when some guys were picking on me in the cafeteria. We've known each other since then. At one point in London, you saved my life from drowning in a swimming event. You're probably the best swimmer I've ever seen. You were then enrolled into the 2014 Sochi Winter Games, and we spent Christmas together. We're the happiest pair I can remember in a long time. Your boyfriend, Nick Meyer, died from heart failure while you were in London. But I've been there to guide you ever since then. You used to never go through a day without saying to me, 'I love you, Tails.' You...you loved me no matter what, despite how scary both of our lives have become. All the recent adventures we've been through together, they've only brought us closer, but if you can understand, this is tearing us apart. Over 2 weeks ago, our nemesis, Dr. Eggman, and his robot, BurnBot, nearly killed you in a plane wreck. You were the one flying the plane. I thought you died. I never left the infirmary where you were for 10 days. I was completely burned and torn when I learned you lost your memory. I've been the saddest one in the village, and I don't know if I'm going to live much longer, having to endure this whole new pain. I literally can't go around knowing you don't remember anything." I said, and tears slowly streamed down my face. I then stood up and headed for the front door.
    As I opened the door, I turned to look a her. Her green eyes were bright, and she looked very attentive to me. "If you don't understand what I just said, or anything that's happened, still, it's okay...really..." I whimpered, "I-I love you, Emily Ann Lancman..." I then walked away, closing the door behind me.