Hi there reader is LilPurpleMonkey and this is the prequel to Six Years Later. I was inspired to write this after I read the final chapter of Six Years Later. I hope you like it and you don't necessarily have to read the other one to understand this one.

Chapter One: Wisconsin Again

Sonny's POV

She was wearing only Chad's blue button down shirt, the shirt I had been wearing about a month ago. A month ago I was in her place, a month ago Chad told me that he loved me, a month ago we had sex, and now a month later I'm standing in his doorway with some news that could change his life forever.

Marta smirked at me as if saying that she won in this unspoken competition for Chad's heart, the competition that I didn't know existed. I thought that I held Chad's heart but apparently I didn't, he had my heart and he chose to shatter it into a thousand little pieces. Before she could even say anything I ran from the apartment.

There was one thing that I had been mulling over since I moved to Hollywood and that was college. Sitting on my desk at home was my acceptance letter to Wisconsin State University and before I started acting I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher. I had been ready to give that dream up for another one and now I was ready to go back to that dream.

"Sonny?" my mother said when I burst through the front door of our apartment. "What did he say?"

"Nothing, I didn't talk to him because Marta was there." I said running into my room and pulling my suitcase out of the closet. My mother followed me into my room and watched as I threw anything and everything into the suitcase. "Mother, we're going back home. I don't want to stay here, I'm going to Wisconsin State."

"Sonny you should think this through." she said not stopping me from packing everything.

"I have and this is what I want." I said.

"Okay, I think you should call Marshall and at least tell Chad about..."

"I'm not telling Chad anything."

Chad's POV

I walked onto the So Random set, the Randoms were all lounging in the prop house. Every Random except for Sonny. Only when I really stepped in did I notice the long faces on the usually cheerful bunch.

"Tawni, why do you all look like someone died?" I asked sitting on the coffee table.

"Sonny's gone." she said, she shot me a look that said she blamed me for Sonny's departure.

Abruptly I stood up knocking over a cup of some kind of juice. At that moment I didn't care that Tawni was looking at me like she wanted to gut me alive, no at that moment all I cared about was that Sonny was gone and that it was entirely my fault. Had I not been so stupid she might still be here, I threw away two years of real feelings for one night of heated stupidity. I jogged out of the prop house down the hall toward Marshal's office.

I didn't knock, no I was past caring about others, all I wanted was for what Tawni said to not be true. Marshal was on the phone when I came in, he sighed and told whoever was on the other end that I had arrived. It was about three more minutes before he finally hung up and looked me in the eyes.

"Where is she?" I demanded.

"Sonny left, she left Hollywood and doesn't plan on coming back." Marshal said sadly.

I broke right then and there, I Chad Dylan Cooper had screwed up so bad. I had lost the one person that made me a better human being and in all honesty I was afraid of what was going to become of me.

Sonny's POV

I got a ton of weird looks as I walked onto the campus for orientation, it was not everyday that an eight month pregnant eighteen year old walked onto a university campus. I left Hollywood eight months ago and in a couple of weeks I'll be having my twin boys. My mother nearly passed out when she found out that I was having not one but two babies.

"I don't like that they stare at me like they've never seen a pregnant person before." I said to Jim, the guy who quickly became my best friend after I came back from Hollywood.

"They're just looking at you because you're with me." he said making me laugh.

I had been a comedian and I had loved making people laugh, now I could barely make myself laugh. Jim was the only person nowadays that could make me smile honestly and eye to eye.

"You're not that eye catching." I said after my fit of giggles ended. He faked a hurt look before laughing with me. "I can't wait for them to come out already."

"Have you decided on names?" Jim asked as we walked into the dining commons.

"Yeah. Dylan Christopher and Chase Matthew." I said.

"Any special reason behind the names?" he said wiggling his black eyebrows. I rolled my eyes at him and nodded.

"Dylan is Chad's middle name and Christopher is my grandfather's name. Chase is the middle name of my best, whoever that may be." he smiled widely and nudged me in the ribs gently. "Yeah, you should be honored. Anyway Matthew was my uncle's name."

"Why did you choose Dylan over all of the other names in the universe?" he said as we got in line for one of the restaurants.

"I chose Dylan because Chad is as much their father as I am their mother. I loved Chad for two years and these children are a product of that love." I said not really knowing if I had answered his question. "I did what I did because of him, I left because I didn't want to ruin his career."

The truth was that I had noticed that Chad hadn't really been into me after we had sex, so all in all I felt like he just wanted me for that. I hated that I still loved him. To name my son after him was a hard decision but one that I thought was absolutely the only way to go.

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Dylan was born first and five minutes later came Chase. Jim held the video camera as I changed their diapers for the first time. I felt like I was on that show that documents pregnant sixteen year olds.

"Are you ever going to tell Chad?" my mother asked once Jim put the camera away and had Chase in his arms. I turned around and glared at her for no apparent reason. "Answer my question Alison and hand me my grandchild."

I handed her Dylan and thought about the answer to her question, "Mother, I don't want to ruin Chad's career."

Chad's POV

I set the half empty glass down, the girl behind the counter eyed me. I realized that I didn't look like my usual polished self, my hair was messy, my tie was loose, and top couple of buttons were undone.

"Rough day?" she asked wiping the counter down with a purple cloth.

"You have no idea." I said taking the glass and draining it clean. "Can I have another one?" I said waving the glass at her.

"Sure." she said pouring me my third drink. I looked her over, she was no Sonny but she was ten times better then Marta. She had pin straight black hair and green eyes so bright that I was positive they were contacts. "What's your name sweetie?"

"Chad." I answered taking the drink and sipping it. "What's yours?"

"India." she said.

We talked for the rest of her shift and I found myself having a lot more fun then I've had in months.

"Let me treat you to an awesome night." I said as we exited the sushi bar.

"A night out with the famous Chad Dylan Cooper, that sounds fun." she said walking with me to my car.

"No you're spending the night with Chad Cooper." I said flashing her my million dollar smile.

Sonny's POV

They had his eyes, my kids even from this tender age looked exactly like Chad. My life now revolves around them.

Chad's POV

I have slipped into a pattern, wake up, eat, work, hook up with some chick, sleep. This is what I have become.

To Be Continued...

So there it is. If i get enough feedback I'll continue. Please review.