Monday mornings will always be horrible for Chad.

Not because of the fact it's a plain, old Monday.

But because on one Monday, something happened that he would never forget.

It started like no other, of course. He left around 8 in the morning to head to Condor Studios. He was, after all, the greatest actor of the generation. He pulled up in his silver convertible and parked in his spot. That's right, he had his own spot. He coolly walked up to the main entrance doors and made his way inside.

Rehearsal for Mackenzie Falls didn't start until around 9:30, so he had some time to kill. He casually walked to the So Random! set and moseyed by the prop room. The door was shut, and it seemed that the light wasn't on. His eyebrows knit together in confusion. Maybe those clowns weren't going to be here until later? Not that he cared. Well, maybe he did care a little. He cared for a certain Random.

He shrugged and made his way back to stage 2. When Sonny wasn't in the studios, it was always really quiet. It wasn't that she was loud, it was that without her, he didn't bother to talk to anyone else. No one else captivated him like Sonny could. He went to the snack area by his dressing room and grabbed himself a muffin. He had no idea how he just sat around and killed time, but soon enough, it was 9:25, and the greatest actor of our generation was needed.

Acting always goes well for Chad. He knows his lines, he knows he's good, and everyone else knows that, too. So he never got nervous. Rehearsals normally finished in a breeze for him.

Chad also never kept his phone on him during rehearsal. That was highly unprofessional.

But what wasn't professional was a guy Chad had never seen before bursting onto his set. Who did he think he was? That was only okay when Sonny did it!

"Do I need to fire someone?" Chad snapped, crossing his arms to his chest.

The random guy apologized and put his hands up in surrender. He mumbled something to Chad's director and Chad scowled at the two. What in the world was going on?

Chad's director yelled, "Cut! Chad, come here for a second."

Chad made his way towards the two. "What's the hold up?" He asked, a little more irritated than he intended it to be. The random man spoke up, "Condor's orders. You have a family emergency."

All color drained from Chad's face. "W-what?"

The man sighed, not knowing how to calm down the actor. "I don't know, Mr. Cooper. All he told me was that it's an emergency. Condor wants to see you in his office." And the man left. Chad stood there blankly for a few seconds before rushing to Mr. Condor's office. What could have happened? His heart was beating quicker than the amount of steps in his running. Finally, he made it to the office. Normally, this office intimidated him. But now, without bothering to knock, he burst into the room.

"What's going on? What happened?" Chad frantically asked.

Mr. Condor sighed. "Take a seat, Mr. Cooper."

Chad practically slammed his hands on the desk. "I can't sit! You call me out for a family emergency and then tell me to have a seat? What happened?"

Mr. Condor rubbed his temples and then looked up at the raged teenager. "It might help if you sit for this."

Chad shook his head. "No. I need to know what happened. Now." He insisted darkly.

"Chad, there was an accident." He hesitantly replied.

"What kind of accident?" His legs were shaking and his heart was pounding and Chad wanted this sick game to stop.

"Your parents." Mr. Condor spoke softly and carefully. "They've been in a car accident. They were rushed to the-"

"What?!" Chad interrupted loudly.

There was a knock on the door. Chad didn't let Mr. Condor let them in, "What the heck are you talking about?"

"Chad, it's best if you head to the Hollywood Hospital. It's about ten minutes away from here. You know which one I'm talking about?"

Chad gripped his hair tightly and collapsed into the chair Mr. Condor had previously offered him. He breathed deeply and his thoughts were cluttered.

There was another knock.

Mr. Condor took off his glasses; sighing. "Come in!" He called.

Chad panicked. Nobody could see him in this state! Even if it was-

"Sonny!" Mr. Condor cheered. "Just who I needed. Would you be so kind as to drive our friend Chad, here, to the Hollywood Hospital?"

"What?" Chad and Sonny exclaimed at the same time.

"Chad- you're too troubled to drive. Sonny, I'll get back to with whatever you need later. Could you do this, please?"

Sonny stared at Chad, who had his head in his hands in the chair, and then back to Mr. Condor.

"Um...sure, yeah. Okay. Chad, come on." She said slowly.

Chad shot up. "If this is some sort of joke, I'm going to be pissed." He growled at Sonny, and headed out of the office.

Mr. Condor gave Sonny one last thankful glance, and she left right on Chad's trail.