A/N: Yay, the action is starting... now! lol, it's pretty sad that this is the most fun chapter I've written so far, and the one that I've enjoyed most. I am so evil :( But don't worry, so is James :) Anyways, I forgot to mention, although you've probably already figured this out, but all of the story will be written in Sonny's POV unless otherwise stated. Just thought I'd mention that in case anyone's confused. Anyway, ENJOY and review!

Summary: After their "fake" date, Sonny and Chad realize their feelings for each other, and decide to date, for real. But what if James comes back, determined that Sonny will be his. Lovers are kidnapped, and lives are put in danger. Can they be saved before it's too late?

Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny or anything else mentioned.

A noise made my eyes snap open, and I rolled onto my back, glancing around the quiet, dark room I shared with Tawni. Wondering what had awoken me from my sleep, I stayed quiet, trying to find some hint as to why I wasn't having peaceful dreams of Chad. My eyes widened as I noticed a movement from near the door, and I slowly brought the comforter up to my head, trying to muffle any noise I wanted to make. I needed to figure out what the motion was before I would either scream or laugh.

The object moved closer to my bed, and I fought the urge to scream. Why, I had no idea, and it was something I'd regret not doing for quite a while. If only I'd screamed, I might have turned the whole situation around completely. But stupid, stupid me, I just sat there quietly, waiting to see what would happen.

A hand slapped over my mouth and pulled me out of the bed, dragging me towards the door. I tried to fight, and, at that point, scream, but the stranger's hand remained firmly covering my mouth, and his grip was strong enough that I couldn't escape. The stranger dragged me out into the hallway, keeping a firm hand over my mouth as they reached into their pocket, pulling out a rag and stuffing it into my mouth, tying it in the back. I gagged at the sudden object shoved into my mouth, still trying vainly to scream, but the stranger slammed a handkerchief over my nose, and I held my breath, able to guess at least what it could be, but I couldn't help but inhale the sweet aroma. The last thing I remember before blacking out was the stranger hoisting me up and flinging me over their shoulder as they ran down the corridor, their empty footsteps clattering in the darkness.

I blinked, groaning and wondering what the horrible taste that was forced into my mouth was, and why my head was spinning. Slowly, I forced my eyes open, taking in my surroundings. Four bleak, gray walls surrounded me and... well, that was pretty much it. The room was small, window-less, and I could barely even stretch out in the small space. Not that I could move, anyways. The gag was still in place, and both my wrists and ankles were bound tightly, and I was lying on the floor, half on my side.

Struggling into a sitting position, my head spun slightly and I fell back until I was leaning against one of the walls, breathing heavily. Where was I? I wasn't aware of any places that looked like this, or were this small. But more importantly, why was I here, and who did this? Well, I guess the answers to those questions weren't all that hard to answer, after all.

I tried looking for a way out, but I couldn't even see a door. If there even was a door, that is. Although I wasn't sure how I would have ended up in here if there wasn't a door. As far as I knew, you had to have a door in order to get into a place like this, but this was Hollywood. It wasn't exactly like Wisconsin, if you know what I mean.

A chuckle was heard, and I jumped away from the noise - as best I could for being tied up - just before a blindfold was thrown over my eyes, also tied tightly. What in the world was going on? Why was everything happening so quickly, and why was I just blindfolded? My heart raced as I heard a slight noise behind me.

"Sonny, Sonny, Sonny..." I stiffed at the voice; somehow, I'd known it was James all along. "Well, you should have just chosen me instead of that drama kid, and we'd all be much happier and you wouldn't be in this little situation. But no, you had to do things the hard way and stick to dating that phony. But he's not here to save you now, is he?" James' voice was taunting and haughty, and I flinched as I felt something brush up against me. Oh, how I wished Chad was here now. Stupid James. I wanted to reply back, but the gag was still stuffed in my mouth. As if on cue, I felt something working at the knot, and the gag abruptly dropped out, leaving my mouth feeling raw and sore.

"Why..." I choked out, trying to wait for the pain in my mouth to subside, and, in the process, finding it hard to speak. "Why did you..." James finished my question for me, cutting me off.

"Kidnap you?" I nodded, still wondering why I was allowed to talk, but not allowed to see, and I heard James chuckle. "You know Sonny, you really are naïve. At first, I didn't believe that just because you were from Wisconsin, you were, well, stupid, but I'm starting to see what everyone says is true." His words cut into me, and I pursed my lips, not allowing him to know he'd hurt me. Then again, this was James, I shouldn't let anything that he said affect me. He was lying, anyway. "I wanted you. You dumped me, and then you went and dated my co-actor."

"He's not your co-actor. You're just a guest star, don't be exaggerating!" My words earned me a slap from James, and I held back tears as his hand collided with my mouth. The stinging flared up as he continued on, his voice tense.

"Anyway, I knew that I couldn't just walk away at that point. You messed with me, with my pride, and then you stabbed me in the back by dating Blondie." He continued, ignoring my previous comment. I should know better than to open my mouth, but I wouldn't let him diss Chad.

"Don't insult Chad." Another slap across my mouth, and I flinched, wishing I could get farther away from him. I could tell that he was close to me; I could feel the tension and could barely breathe because of how hot and thick the air felt.

"I'll do as I please." He snapped in annoyance, and I stiffened, swallowing back my tears. Wait... I wasn't gagged anymore, I could scream and maybe someone would hear me. Realizing that fact, I gave a loud shout, and heard James curse as he jumped forwards, awkwardly shoving the gag back into my mouth and tying it, this time twice as tight. I could feel it cutting into the edges of my mouth, and I moaned in pain.

"Idiot." He yelled, giving me a sharp kick in my ribs and causing me to double over in pain. It was then he stopped, as if pausing to listen, before scrambling away from me. "I'll be back later to deal with you. Don't go anywhere." He said the words tauntingly, but I was in too much pain to hardly notice. Gasping, both out of pain and from a lack of air, I curled into a ball, trying to make the pain subside.

James had followed through with his word, and I had no doubts that this was only the beginning.

It would get much, much worse.