AN: Hope you like my second Sonny with a Chance Story. Enjoy!

Chapter One: Rally the Troops

HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA

Tawni Hart was calmly walking into her home after a day of filming. As she walked into her room, she was unaware that someone was already waiting for her. A man forced an ether soaked rag over her mouth, and struggled with her until she passed out. The ski masked wearing man stood over her unconscious body, smiling. He know had his prize, now it was time to play the game...

Christian was laying on his bed, playing Call of Duty: World at War (product placement, I know), when he got a call from his girlfriend, and cast mate, Sonny Munroe.

"Hello." Christian said, tearing his eyes away from the game.

"There is a very important meeting at the studio." Sonny said. "It looks pretty urgent."

"Alright, I am on my way." Christian said. "What's up?"

"No idea, they just want all the cast members of So Random! to come back to the studio." Sonny said.

"Alright, I'm on my way." Christian said. He turned off his 360, grabbed his jacket and keys, and headed out the front door.

As soon as Christian walked into the staff room, he knew that someting was very wrong. He looked at all of their faces, including Tawni's boyfriend's Chad's face, and he wondered what was going on.

"What's up?" Christian asked. Sonny went forward, and pressed play on a VCR. Christian watched in shock as Tawni came into view. She was blindfolded, and tied to a chair. After a few minutes, someone's distorted voice came into focus.

If you want Tawni back safe and sound, you have to play my little game. No cops, or she dies. I will contact one of you soon...

And with those last words, the tape went blank.

Chad had his face in his hands, muttering to himself. Sonny turned to Christian, and asked, "What are we going to do?"

Christian looked at her and said, "I know just the guy."

MALIBU, CALIFORNIA

Michael was laying on his bed, calmly taking a nap. That was until his cell phone rang. He looked at the ID on the cell phone, and sighed when he saw the name.

"Christian." Michael said. He calmly flipped open his cell phone and spoke to his cousin. "What is up, Christian?"

"Look, someone kidnapped Tawni from our show." Christian said in a huff.

"Tawni Hart? That snobby twig?" Michael said back.

"The very same." Christian said. "Look, I need you to come up here to Hollywood, I am going to call two other guys and you three all should arrive around the same time."

"Dude, I live in Malibu. Do you know how long it will take for me to get up there?" Michael whined.

"The same amount of time to drive from Santa Barbara." Christian answered.

"Good point." Michael answered. "I will be there in a while."

"See you then."

SANTA BARBARA, CALIFORNIA

Burton Guster was calmly working at his laptop in his friend's detective agency, PSYCH. All was calm and peaceful, until...

"Gus! How's my favorite clean pair of underwear down there doing?" Shawn asked walking up next to him.

"Fine, until you came in and interrupted me." Gus said. "Any way, why are you so cheerful? We haven't had a case in almost two weeks."

"Gus, don't be a gooey chocolate chip cookie." Shawn argued. "As a matter of fact, we are about to get a case in about, three, two, one..."

RING!

Gus just stared at Shawn, mouth hanging open.

"How do you do that?" Gus asked.

"Psychic." Shawn hissed as he answered the phone. "Psych. Yeah, we'll be right there."

"A case?" Gus asked.

"Yep, someone famous." Shawn said. "Let's roll. You're driving."

"Where are we going?" Gus asked.

"Hollywood." Shawn replied.

AN: Next time, a regular "Meeting of the Minds". Enjoy!