Chapter 4, at your service!


"What?" Tawni exclaimed.

"I asked if you would marry me," James replied.

Tawni panicked. Her voice had started to choke up. Come on, Tawni, it's just one word!

"Yes!" Tawni screamed, before her eyes grew wide. What had she just done?


Sonny sat on the couch beside Nico. She groaned in exasperation. Tawni should have helped her carry Nico to a more comfortable spot. Speaking of Nico, he was writhing in pain beside her.

"It's okay, Nico. The ambulance will get here soon."

Nico responded by moaning in pain. Sonny had officially decided that waiting on a wounded person was boring. It was impossible to talk to Nico. That's when she heard the doors slam open. Could it be the paramedics? Sonny's idea was canceled out, unless a certain three-named jerkthrob happened to be a doctor. Oh, wait. Hot E.M.T. Sonny slapped herself mentally, but decided that she just wanted someone to talk to, and Chad was better than Nico.

"Hey, Chad!" Sonny exclaimed happily.

"Uh, hi Sonny! How is you-- I mean, how are you?"

Sonny stared at him. Why was he stuttering? "I'm good, I guess."

"What's wrong with Rico?"

"It's Nico. With an N. And we think he broke a leg."

Chad sat down beside her and touched her shoulder lightly. "It's going to be alright."

"What are you reassuring me for? It's Nico you should be comforting."

Chad got a disappointed look on his face and dropped his hand from her shoulder. "Never mind. I have to be back on set." He left her sitting with the wounded. Sonny's face fell. Now she was stuck in the land of the everlasting boring.


Nico couldn't exactly explain the feeling that was going through his legs. It felt like his leg was a pencil and someone broke it into thousands of tiny pieces. And now it was starting to itch. He wanted to scream out in pain. How long before someone besides Sonny would help him?

The doors beside him slammed open. A man pushing a gurney barged in.

"Are you the one with the broken leg?" the man asked.

"Obviously!" Nico groaned. The man carried Nico onto the gurney and rolled him away, leaving a confused Sonny.

"Wait! Let me come with Nico!" she yelled. But they were already out the door again.


Chad stared at Portlyn blankly. What just happened?

"Wanna do it again?" Portlyn smiled devilishly.

"No!" Chad exclaimed. He ran away before Portlyn could kiss him again.

"But Chad!" he heard her call. Chad shuddered. If he wanted to get away from Portlyn, and fast, he had to go where no Mackenzie Falls cast member wanted to go. Over to the So Random! stage.

Chad ran off his stage and over to So Random!'s. He heard Portlyn's snort of disgust behind him. But not wanting to take chances, he came barreling through the doors. He was greeted by the sight of a bored and distraught Sonny sitting beside one of her cast mates. However, when Sonny noticed that Chad was there, she got a huge smile on her face. Chad got a fuzzy feeling in him before he realized something. What if she saw Portlyn chasing after him? Or worse, what if she saw Portlyn kissing him? Or even worse, what if--

"Hey, Chad!" Sonny said excitedly, interrupting his thoughts. Chad's face grew pale. She knew!

"Uh, hi Sonny! How is you-- I mean, how are you?" Chad stuttered. What was wrong with his voice? He couldn't give Sonny the satisfaction of her messing with him!

"I'm good, I guess."

Chad decided to change the subject. "What's wrong with Rico?" he asked.

"It's Nico. With an N. And we think he broke a leg."

Chad's expression changed. Maybe he could strike a move on Sonny with her cast mate in pain. "It's going to be alright." he said reassuringly while putting his hand on her shoulder.

"What are you reassuring me for? It's Nico you should be comforting." Chad's face fell. She wasn't buying the whole "consoling" act.

"Never mind," he said quickly. "I have to be back on set." He went back through the doors. He noticed an ambulance sitting outside. A man with a gurney came running up towards him.

"Excuse me, sir," the man said. "Would you happen to know where a guy with a broken leg is?"

"He's right through those doors," Chad directed. "He's sitting by a pretty brunette girl."

"Thanks." The man wheeled off in the direction Chad was pointing. When he was gone, Chad felt relieved that Portlyn had also skedaddled. Sighing happily, he went back to the vicinity of his own set.


Zora sat in her vent, hugging her legs close. Mostly because the room up there is tight, but also because she didn't know what to do. Should she help Tawni or Sonny? Sonny was the immediate decision, but who knows what Tawni would do if her plan didn't work? And Zora would be the root of it all.

She decided to crawl around to get her mind off of the subject. Maybe if she felt a bit calmer, she wouldn't feel as guilty. Crawling around in air vents had that soothing effect. She kept crawling until she heard a conversation underneath her. Not one to keep her Zora senses from being used, she started to eavesdrop.

"--said yes!" a voice said. Zora gritted her teeth. She hadn't met him, but it sounded a bit like the James Conroy recording located in the security booth. She put her ear closer to the vent.

"It looks like your plan is working," James said. Zora gritted her teeth more. James must be talking to someone via cell phone. You couldn't exactly figure out much about a conversation with only one side.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Smith." Mr. Smith? As in Gilroy Smith? Zora didn't want to jump to conclusions because there were a lot of Smiths out there, but how many were connected with James Conroy? And if it was indeed Gilroy, then what kind of evil scheme was he concocting?

Zora, from that point on, devoted herself to finding out the truth behind how James got into the studio and what kind of plan he was working on. She made up her mind. She was going to help Sonny and Tawni.


I personally have never broken any bones, so I hope I described that well. Thanks for the reviews! You guys rock :)