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Chapter 2

Chad's POV

That night I had the strangest dream as I slept by Sonny's side. Everything looked exactly the same, me sitting in a chair next to Sonny, who was laying in the bed, except for the fact that Sonny was holding something in a bundle of blankets. No, in my- I mean Sonny's quilt. It was a little baby that had blond hair and brown eyes, like the perfect combination of its mommy and da- WAIT! What has my mind come to?

I woke up gagging to hear Sonny's concerned voice.

"Chad are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, "I just had a-a dream."

As soon as I said 'dream' I regretted it because I knew what was coming.

"What was your dream about?"

I knew it! This can't end well.

"Um, well, it was about… about… you… dying?" I said, biting my lips.

"Chad, that was the worst lie you have ever told. If you don't want to tell me you don't have to, but just so you know, I don't judge people based on their dreams. You can't control them. I mean, if I had a dream that I killed someone, is it fair to assume that I am a murderer or plan to be one?"

"Okay, I'll tell you," I said avoiding Sonny's eyes, "I had a dream that… that we were in the same exact room that we're in now, and I was sitting there and you were laying in that bed-"

"Chad, that wasn't a dream that was last night!"

"Would you just let me finish!? You were in that bed in your robe and you-you were holding a baby in your hands wrapped in that quilt I gave you. It had your brown eyes and… my blond hair." I bit my lip and looked down at my feet, embarrassed that I basically told her that in my dream she had our baby. I sneaked a peek at Sonny. Her eyes were wide and her mouth hung open in a perfect O. I knew it. She thinks I… I don't even want to finish that thought.

"Ch-Chad?"

I looked at Sonny, whose eyes were still wide. My cheeks must have been quite red.

"What?" I asked, stunned by her weird-ed out look.

"I-I had the same d-dream," She stuttered, "You don't think it means anything do you?"

"Do you want my honest answer, or do you want me to say what I know you want me to say?"

"Uh… the first one?"

"Well, I think it must mean something, not necessarily that we're going to have a baby but…"

I don't exactly know what else the dream could've meant, but it couldn't mean that we're going to have a baby… right? I mean, I'm only 19 and Sonny is only 17 and… The weird thing was that in my dream (and apparently in Sonny's too) we didn't look a day older than how we look right now.

"Hey Chad," Sonny said, breaking the silence, "Did you call and tell my mom and my cast that I woke up?"

Hm. I knew I was forgetting something.

Sonny took my silence as a 'no' so she immediately called her mom, who called Marshall, who told her cast that Sonny was awake.

After a quick check up that involved a few awkward questions for Sonny to have to answer in front of me, Sonny changed into the clean clothes her mom brought over and I drove her to the studio. Sonny seemed nervous the whole drive and refused to let go of my hand. I don't blame her. If I was in a terrible accident and then went out driving the next day, I would be terrified too.

We got to the studio and she finally let go of my hand.

"I'm nervous," she said, biting her lip.

"Why?" I asked in a dreamy whisper that I knew would make her go mushy. I caressed the side of Sonny's face that bore the four inch long cut, her one lasting souvenir from the accident (her bruise had already faded and she had no other cuts or bruises than the ones on her face.) Sonny leaned into my hand and her eyes slowly fell closed.

I pulled my hand away swiftly, opened the car door, and stepped into the studio parking lot. Sonny's eyes popped open and she soon followed. Before we knew it we were on the set of So Random! and all of Sonny's castmates swarmed around her, smiling away. They had put up a 'welcome back Sonny!' banner up in the prop house. I didn't quite understand that as Sonny was never away but I thought it was nice of her friends all the same. Marshall insisted that practice was cancelled that day in order for Sonny to get some rest. Sonny insisted that she was fine, but Marshall wouldn't hear it.

After a few hours, I finally managed to get her alone. By that time, it was almost time to call it a day and head home.

"What do you want Chad?" Sonny asked bitterly.

"What did I do to you?" I asked withdrawing a little from the sting of her question.

Sonny saw this and mumbled "sorry" before I continued.

"I'm going on tour to every state and the UK, since I am now a big singing sensation after being in Starstruck and I wanted to know if you would like to come. I'm leaving tomorrow."

I saw Sonny's eyes light up and she smiled. Then, it disappeared.

"What's wrong?" I asked tilting my head to the side a little like a confused puppy.

"I have to ask my mom first," She said checking her watch, "It's time to go home now anyways. You're driving me home so… we'll ask my mom then."

As soon as we stepped in the car, Sonny grabbed my hand. Tight. I don't think my right hand was getting any circulation. I imagine that her fear of driving is worse at night because she was in the accident at night.

We got to her apartment in a short amount of time. It felt awkward being at her house, like I was her boyfriend and was meeting her mom for the first time. Although we did confess to loving each other, neither thing is true. We stepped in the door and immediately Connie ran over and hugged her daughter. Then she turned to look at me.

"Hello, Ms. Munroe," I said awkwardly, "Just… making sure Sonny got up here okay."

With that, I tried to run out the door, but a gentle hand stopped me.

"Not so fast," Sonny said frowning slightly.

Then she turned to her mom, "Mom, Chad's going on tour around the country and to the UK. I wanted to know if I could go too. It would be a great opportunity for me to experience the great country that we live in… and the UK."

I admired the way she worded it to make it sound much more educational then it really is.

"You can go," her mom said, "on two conditions-"

"Yeah, mom, that's totally fine I-"

"One: don't get yourself killed or injured-"

"Why would I want to? Been there d-"

"Two: don't you dare come back pregnant."

If I was eating something I definitely would've choked. Sonny would've too.

"MOM!" she screeched wide eyed and red faced.

I just stared open mouthed at Sonny's mom, completely stunned.

"So then… I can go?" Sonny asked recovering from shock.

"Yes, you can go," Connie said smirking. Sonny hugged me, kissed me on the cheek, and declared to no one in particular that she was off to go pack. I was about to leave when Connie gestured for me to have seat on the couch with her.

"Now Chad," she said in a low voice, "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just… listen. No funny business. got it?"

I was determined to get on her good side because, like Sonny, she seemed resistant to my charm, so I stood up, said, "Yes Ma'am!", saluted Connie, and marched out the door. I heard her giggling as I walked away.

As soon as I got home, I packed all my things. In my mind I imagined me and Sonny in New York City. Me and Sonny at the Philadelphia Zoo. Me and Sonny back at her hometown in Wisconsin. I smiled. First things first, though. Some little girl named Lucy Pennykettle won a contest to have me at her twelfth birthday party.

Two things: 1. Sonny's feelings about being in an accident are based on how I felt after I was in an accident so they may be a bit out of character. 2. Lucy Pennykettle is from the Last Dragon Chronicles. I would make this a crossover, but they'll only be in it for like one or two chapters. I'm only on fire star so anyone who has read past that book and/or the Fire eternal, no spoilers please! If you haven't read any of the last dragon chronicles, don't worry, I'll explain everything in my writing. :)