Here is chapter eleven, for those who were waiting. I need help on Knight in Shining Armor, y'all. I'm not sure what to do with it. I have an idea, but I don't know how to make them connect.


Chapter Eleven

New York, Manhattan Island, A Random Street (Waverly place)

Sonny walked through the streets of New York, looking around for somewhere she could sit down for just one minute. She spied a bench, but there was a rather large bulky man crowding it and he looked kind of creepy. Moving onward, Sonny sighed. All she wanted to do was take a small walk, but somehow she had been carried off her feet by a crowd of people and swept down a staircase, into a train of sorts.

Now, she had no idea where she was and all she wanted was to rest her tired feet. At last, a restaurant caught her eye and she entered it, hoping there weren't many people still in it. It was getting pretty late at night so Sonny was relieved when there was only one or two people still in there. Flopping into a chair, Sonny sighing in relief and sank down a bit.

"May I help you?"

Sonny looked up and found a pair of curious brown eyes staring at her expectantly. "Excuse me?" Sonny asked softly.

"I said, may I help you?" the boy repeated slowly, running a hand through his hair absently.

"Oh, um, no. I'm sorry, I've been walking for ages and I kinda got lost. I just wanted to sit down for a bit, but I can go…"

"Well, where do you need to go?" the boy asked.

"I just needed to get back to the hotel I'm staying at. 1441 Winchester Street?"

The boy nodded and went to grab his jacket. "Once these guys leave, I'll take you home." Sonny nodded and waited for the remaining customers to leave.

Just as the boy was making his way over to her with his car keys, a woman practically flew down the stairs and raced over to him. "Justin!" she cried in a panicky tone.

"What's up Mom?" the boy, Justin, asked.

"It's Alex." The woman panted. "She fainted when her father grabbed her to stop her from running off. We were just trying to figure out why she wasn't leaving the table and she took off running for the stairs. Do you think you could do a little of your magic to find out what's wrong with her?"

Justin glanced at Sonny and then sighed. "Could you take her home?" he asked, nodding toward Sonny.

Theresa glanced at the girl, then back at Justin. Unlike her husband, Theresa was good about keeping magic under wraps whenever someone accidentally mentioned it. If that person didn't bring it up, she didn't say anything about it either. Plus, the context she'd used it in could have been deciphered differently than the actual meaning. "Yeah, hand me your keys."

Justin handed his mother the keys and waved to Sonny before jogging up the stairs. Theresa turned to Sonny and the actress shifted nervously.

"I-I just need a ride back to the hotel I'm staying at." Sonny explained.

"Well, it's kind of late…" Theresa said, looking first out the door at the sky and then at the clock on the wall. "You can stay in the guest room for tonight and I'll have Justin drop you off in the morning. I'm Theresa by the way."

Sonny shook the hand that was extended to her and replied, "Nice to meet you, I'm Sonny."

Theresa gave her a smile and led her up the stairs. She peeked into the living room to make sure that the boys weren't doing magic on Alex before she let Sonny in.

"Wow, it's very nice and white."

"Thank you. We tidied it up after our daughter went to military school."

Sonny's eyebrows crinkled. "Why did you send her to military school?"

"She had bad grades in school and she was taking money from the cash register down in the shop."

Sonny cocked her head but shrugged her shoulders all the same. After a moment, Max came down the stairs and glanced at Sonny. "Mom, a stranger broke into our house. Want me to show her the door?"

"No Max, that's our guest, Sonny. She's staying here for the night because she has no idea where she is and it's late."

"Oh ok then." Max went to the fridge, grabbed a juice bottle and headed back up the stairs. Theresa shot Sonny an apologetic smile and Sonny merely returned it with a bright smile of her own. Moments later, Justin plodded down the stairs.

"Mom, Alex isn't emotionally stable right now. She's not even mentally stable. She keeps reliving things that happened to her at military school and it seems that they were emotionally draining. She can't seem to sort out her emotions and she's having a hard time separating fantasy from reality." Justin stopped when he saw Sonny sitting on the couch and she looked up at him.

"You must be training to be a doctor of some sort." Sonny murmured. "Whatever kind, you're going to be really good at it if you can tell all that is wrong with your sister in just a little over twenty minutes."

Justin smiled and nodded. "Yeah, doctor's actually my backup plan. I want to be a musician."

Sonny grinned. "What instrument?"

"Electric guitar." Just replied.

"I like the acoustic better." Sonny shrugged. "It has a more homey and cozy sound to it."

Justin nodded and turned to his mother. Why is she here? He mouthed.

Because it's late so I decided that she should spend the night instead. Theresa mouthed back.

"I can read lips." Sonny told them, interrupting the silent conversation. "You could have asked the question out loud."

Both Russos turned to her in surprise and she gave them an amused, smug look. Just then, a scream sounded through the house and Alex came flying down the stairs, racing for the door. "Theresa! Justin! Stop her!"

They immediately moved into action; Justin cut Alex off at the door while Theresa wrapped her arms around her daughter from behind. Alex screamed again and her hands flew to her back. She lifted her mother over her shoulders and spun around, throwing her toward the dining area. Turning back, Alex snarled and gave Justin a well-placed kick in his manhood.

Justin winced as the pain coursed through him and knew that he had only a limited amount of time before the pain really kicked in. Quickly moving forward, he rammed into Alex and kept charging, slamming her into the nearest wall. He pinned her hands above her head and wrapped one of his legs around both of hers to stop her from kicking him again.

Alex burst into tears, sobbing and pleading with him not to hurt her again. Justin waited until he was sure she wasn't going to try and hit him again before releasing her. Alex slid to the floor and curled in on herself, crying and holding her stomach tight. Theresa slowly stood from where she had been dazed on the floor and limped over to her daughter.

"I'm getting older." She mumbled, kneeling next to her daughter. "Mija?" she asked slowly.

Alex looked up at her and her pupils dilated for a moment before shrinking to the appropriate size. "M-mom?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yes, honey, it's me."

Alex looked up at her for a moment before shaking her head. "It's just an illusion, ignore it."

Theresa's heart broke at hearing her daughter say that. "No, Alex honey, I'm really here. I'm REAL."

Alex closed her eyes tight and opened them again before sighing and slowly standing. Theresa stood as well with some help from Alex and Justin turned. "I need to go get a hot water bottle." He said, his face twisting into a grimace.

Alex took a look around and her eyes landed on Sonny. "M-Mitchie?" she asked, her voice choking slightly. "You… you came back!"

Before Theresa could react, Alex bounded over to Sonny and embraced her. "I'm so sorry I said all those things to you. I really shouldn't have and you would have stayed. He did horrible, awful, terrible things to me after you left. I cried for you, but you never came back. I'm so sorry, please forgive me."

Sonny was stunned to say the least. So, naturally, she said the only thing that fit with the situation. "What are you talking about?" Alex pulled back and looked at the girl in her arms with a frown. "I'm not Mitchie, I'm Sonny. Sonny Monroe. You must have me confused with my sister."

Alex let go of Sonny immediately and her eyes grew emotionless again. "My apologies, Ma'am." She said, ducking her head to Sonny for a brief instance.

"It's ok, you were probably missing your friend from military camp."

Alex nodded, studying Sonny. Sonny felt sorry for the girl; it was clear to her that something had happened to her at military camp that she didn't want to relive, but somehow couldn't stop going back to.

"Alex?" Both girls tore their eyes away from each other, barely registering the fact that they had been staring into each others' eyes, and faced Theresa. "Could you show Sonny the guest room? I think I need some ice."

"Yes, Ma'am. My apologies about your injuries, Ma'am."

Theresa nodded and made her way up the stairs, muttering curses in Spanish as she did so. Alex turned back to Sonny and found the other girl studying her intensely. Alex glanced down and found that she was only in very short shorts and a sports bra. "Follow me, Ma'am."

This snapped Sonny out of her daze and she nodded, following Alex up the stairs. Alex motioned to a room on the right, right next to her own room.

"This is the guest room, Ma'am. The restroom is right across the hall and my sleeping facilities are right next door. Call me if you need anything." Sonny nodded and made her way into the guest room. She found a twin bed covered with a white blanket with a black nightstand next to it and a gray chair in the corner.

"They must not get many visitors." Sonny murmured softly as she stripped down to just her undergarments and slid beneath the thick blanket. As she drifted to sleep, she thought of the girl in the room next door.

She's gone through a lot. Sonny thought. I just hope it wasn't as traumatizing as it was for my sister. She must have gone to military school with that girl. Well, at least Alex isn't in a mental institution.

Sonny rolled onto her side and slowly fell asleep. In the middle of the night, a low moaning woke the actress. She blinked, letting her eyes adjust to the moonlight streaming through the window before she sat up and looked around. Another moan caught her attention and she glanced at the wall leading to Alex's room.

"No! Please no. Stop!"

Suddenly, there was a wordless scream, not loud enough to wake the rest of the house, but not soft enough to disguise the anguish and pain within it. Sonny slowly slid out of bed and slid back into her sweat pants. Moving into the hall, she listened at Alex's door before turning the knob and slowly walking in. The taller girl was writhing on her bed, the bedcovers tangled around her lower legs as she kicked and flailed at something unseen.

Sonny slowly walked over to the bed and shook the sleeping girl. Alex's arm shot out and Sonny moved to the side; if she hadn't, Alex's fist would have solidly collided with her jaw and definitely would have broken it. Sonny stared as Alex continued fighting her dream foe and decided that something drastic was needed. So, praying to every god she could think of that Alex didn't kill her, Sonny jumped onto the bed and began shaking Alex wildly. Alex's eyes flew open and she kicked Sonny off of her, causing the other girl to slam into her bedroom wall. Sonny hadn't even had time to catch her breath before she heard a smash and a piece of glass was held at her throat.

"What do you want with me?" Alex snarled, glaring into Sonny's eyes.

"Nothing!" Sonny replied, panicking at this girl who seemed demented.

"Liar!" Alex growled, taking hold of Sonny's hair and placing the glass at her jugular. "Why were you on top of me in my room?"

"You were having a nightmare!" Sonny exclaimed, trying to keep the glass at bay. "I tried shaking your shoulder, but it didn't work so I jumped on you to see if I could wake you up that way. Please don't kill me?"

Alex surveyed Sonny for a moment before releasing her hair and removing the glass. Sonny let out a breath of relief as Alex scooted away from her a bit. "My apologies, Ma'am. I did not mean to scare you."

Sonny looked at the Latina closely and noticed the bags under her eyes. "Do you wanna talk about the nightmare?" the actress suggested. Alex shook her head.

"If you're sure. But Mitchie came home and refused to tell us what happened. My parents sent her to a mental facility because she was screaming and jumping at every little thing. Can you do me a favor, Alex?" Alex looked up at her. "Don't become my sister? I don't think you should be in an asylum and I don't think Mitchie deserved it either."

Alex stared at this girl who she had just met and slowly nodded her head. Sonny smiled at her and Alex glanced back at her bed before looking at the door. "Do you wanna sleep with me, tonight?" Sonny asked, noticing the fear in the darker girl's eyes.

"I… Yes, Ma'am. It may scare off the nightmares for awhile, Ma'am."

Sonny smiled and gestured to Alex's bed. "It would probably be better to sleep in your bed since mine is too small."

Alex nodded slowly and they climbed in on two different sides of the bed. Alex glanced over at Sonny to find the other girl's back facing her. It was against her nature to show sign of weakness, but Alex knew the nightmare wouldn't stay away for long once she got back to sleep.

"Ma'am?"

"Please, call me Sonny." Came the muffled reply.

"S-Sonny. May I ask you something, Ma'am?" Sonny sighed and turned back to face the Latina. "Could you… could you h-hold me?"

Sonny stared at Alex strangely for a moment before opening her arms and wrapping them around Alex as the other girl snuggled into them. "Thank you, Ma'am."

"You're welcome, Alex." Sonny murmured before they both drifted back to sleep.


Sonny helped Alex! And now, Alex has to try and stay out of a mental institution like Mitchie. Review please ^_^