AN: Okay, have I told you guysthat I love you? Because it's true. I really do. And because of that, here is the last chapter. Don't cry, I've startedthe sequel, only one and a half chapters so far and already 8,000 words. ANd this chapter by the way? 4,838 words. Just so you know. Anyways, read and enjoy it, I had so much fun writing it! Sorry if it takes a while, but hey, the longer the chapter, the longer the Channy :)
Disclaimer: *Sigh* Even though sometimes I pretend to, just to make myself happy, that I own Sonny With a Chance, its not true. :(
Sonny's POV
My thoughts raced. "Chad, you know how I sang 'Me myself and time' on So Random a while back?" He nodded, listening. "Well, Bloue Skie Records, this record company, called me just a few days ago. They told me that they had watched me sing, and had liked it." I looked away from him, and he turned my head back.
"And?" He questioned me, knowing there was more.
"And, they want to sign me." I huffed out.
"Sonny, this is great! Isn't it?"
"Well, yeah it is. I really want to get an album out, I love singing. But, they want me to sing a little more from my roots. Chad," I breathed in. "They want to send me to Wisconsin to write and record my songs."
"Sonny, what's wrong with that? That sounds great! You get to be with your old friends more right? And visit home? You've said that you want to go back." He looked puzzled, how could he not see it?
"For a visit Chad! Like a vacation! Not for 6 months!" I was feeling flustered.
"Oh, that's… a while." He looked at our intertwined hands, and nobody spoke for several moments. "But," He looked back up, focusing on my face, a serious expression plastered on his own. "I think you should go." I felt my jaw drop, that wasn't what I had expected from him.
"What?"
"Yes Sonny. This is your dream, when I watch you singing; when we go for a walk, or just in the car along to the radio, you get this exhilarated look on your face. And you're good Sonny! You're so good, and I know you will go far. People love you." He paused. "I love you." He said quieter. I took my hand from his and wiped my eyes, which were still dripping tears into the bubbling fountain below. "You should do it Sonny." He said again.
"But Chad, like you said, it's a long time, and I'll be so much further away. I won't get to see you."
"What are you talking about?" He chuckled. "Have I not told you that I have always wanted to visit a state with more cows then people?"
"Chad! Stop, I'm serious!" I swatted him in the arm but couldn't help the small smile that creeped onto my face.
"Okay, okay, being serious." He composed himself and then spoke again. "But really Sonny, I'd come visit you, why wouldn't I?" I shrugged.
"I don't know." I mumbled to him.
"I have my own private jet, it really won't be that difficult." He grinned at me giving me some hope.
"But what about Mackenzie Falls? You have work too." I said remembering something he had told me earlier. "Isn't it the final season you're recording this year?"
"Yes, but I'll find time Sonny. I can always find time for you." He pulled me into him for a hug.
"Promise?"
"I promise." He nodded solemnly.
"Good."
"Good."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Good!"
"Good!" Then before I could say my next 'line' he beat me to it. "So are you good?" He said genuinely asking.
"I think so." I gave a faint smile. We sat there, at the fountain with me wrapped in Chad's arms just watching the rising moon's reflection on the water, the round shape rippling and swaying. "What are you thinking?" I asked Chad, who was being oddly silent, caught in thought.
"About us. Everything we've done together." He said, nuzzling my neck.
"Oh, like what?"
"Like all of our dates."
"Mmm, like the beach?"
"Yes, and the park we went to a week after that." I sighed at the memories of the ocean and the green grass.
"And our picnic in front of the Hollywood sign?" I asked thinking of all of our other dates between our first and now, five long months later.
Chad laughed. "Remember how you freaked out when the ants crawled onto your hand?" He smirked.
"Chad! You promised you wouldn't talk about that anymore!" But I giggled too. "And what about when we went to the aquarium and you got scared when I octopus swam at you?"
"Hey, it was a killer octopus!" He chortled softly.
"It was behind glass! And you pushed me in front of you!" I looked at him sternly.
"Well," He thought for a moment. "I figured you could handle it."
"Uhuh, sure you did." I rolled my eyes. "But what about when you freaked out at the petting zoo? How do you explain that?" I had a flashback moment of an old gray goat head butting Chad and him falling over onto the dirt."
"That old monster was out to get me okay? I had to climb up the fence, or it would have eaten me!" He said overdramatically. "And you didn't want to go on the Giant Dipper when we went to the Boardwalk in Santa Cruz."
"But you still made me Chad! I almost threw up!"
"But you didn't, thank goodness. Wouldn't want that photo in the magazines." I shoved him and he laughed at me when I pouted.
"You almost threw up on the tea-cup ride at Disney land so your one to talk." I grunted out, crossing my arms over my chest and staring Chad down.
"Oh thanks! Maybe if someone didn't spin the ride as fast as possible I wouldn't have felt so nauseous for the next week!" He huffed at me, copying my body language.
"That's the point of the ride Chad! What else would you do? Just sit there?" I turned to him and he faced me, our noses touching.
"I had fun thought. Every single time we went out." He smiled.
"Even when you had to suffer through game night with my Mom and I?"
"Even then, but geez, I didn't know you were so competitive." He smirked.
"She was cheating okay? It was unfair…" Our faces were still so close and I trailed off getting lost in his eyes. Chad closed the gap between us and I closed my eyes happily kissing him. We sat reminiscing and kissing for what seemed like hours. And turned out it was, when Chad glanced at his watch next, it read 11:00, almost to my curfew! We stood up reluctantly and slowly made our way from this beautiful magical place. I held onto Chad's hand because of the dark, but also looked around to try and memorize as much of the garden as possible. The statue of the children playing in the corner, the pattern of the white marble pathway, and exact shade of green the grass was how many different colors of flowers there were. I couldn't get enough and Chad ended up pulling me out through the two fences.
The car ride back to my house was short; I relaxed against Chad's shoulder while soft music played almost inaudibly from the car speakers. When we pulled into my apartment complex's parking lot, Chad cut the engine and we both got out and walked hand in hand into the lobby. We walked that way almost everywhere now, whenever we were together we held hands, just to feel and know the other was right there next to us. Sometimes when I was alone I would crave that touch of his hand. Luckily, right now I wasn't alone. At my door, I turned to Chad and cocked my head to the right, just looking at him taking him in. His soft blonde hair, his pale blue eyes, his calm caring smile. I wanted to remember the way he looked on this night, it might be one of our last for a while once I leave.
"Sonny." Chad said stepping closer. "Don't forget." He held my waist.
"Forget what Chad?" I said in a forced measured tone, trying not to cry at the thought of leaving him.
He closed the space between us by connecting our lips, and then pulled back slightly and mumbled "I love you." Against my mouth. I sighed happily and moved my head to the crook of his neck facing him. Chad turned his own head and placed his lips on my forehead, just enjoying the moment.
"I love you too Chad." I whispered against the skin on his neck. We stood completely still, for as long as we could, but my Mom had a strict 11:30 curfew set for me, Chad's watch beeped at 11:29, an alarm he had permanently programmed in. "Time to let me go." I said in a hushed tone, pulling away.
"Never." Chad smiled holding me at arm's length. "Goodnight Sonny." And I walked into my apartment, or rather glided.
"How was your date sweetheart?" My Mom asked me from the kitchen where she was scooping herself ice cream.
"It was, wonderful." I said, probably in a dreamy tone because I was a little dazed. My Mom chuckled.
"Well, I'm glad. And you told him about your call from Bloue Skie?" She asked looking at me intently, she knew how worried I had been about it.
"Yes, he told me I should go." I couldn't look at her, I didn't want to.
"He's a smart boy." I knew that's what she had wanted him to say all along, she probably knew he was going to say it too.
"I know." Is all I answered her with, then I just sat at the kitchen counter, feeling the cold marble beneath my hands pressed tightly against it.
"Sonny, what is wrong?" She looked at me genuinely concerned, and I loved my Mom, sure she annoyed me or embarrassed me sometimes but she still cared for me.
"I, I'm scared to leave Mom." I swallowed and grimaced.
"Sonny, I don't think Chad would leave you for another girl." She always could read my mind.
"How do you know that though? What if he gets annoyed that I'm gone or that it's just not worth it?" I let all of my fears rush out.
"Sonny, honestly, do you not see how he looks at you? He cares for you Sonny, I don't think he would leave you, and you can have him visit, or visit him if you schedule permits it. And sweetie, if he thought you weren't worth it, then he would be the one not worth it." I let my Mom blabber on, reassuring me of everything, and just nodded when needed until she told me to go email Bloue Skie Records, telling them my answer.
"Alright." I stood and went to my room, opened my laptop on my whitewashed desk and started the E-mail.
To:
From:
Dear Mr. Bill Mason of Bloue Skie Records,
I would like to firstly thank you for the amazing offer to sign me onto your label and produce an album of mine, it is a once in a lifetime opportunity that I feel so honored to have been given. After thinking it over, and discussing it with my Mom, who greatly encouraged me, I would love to accept your offer. You were wonderful to have given me time to really think everything over, I know that not everyone is given that chance, and I am certain that I have made the right decision. As for moving back to Wisconsin, when would you like me to be there? I can come as soon as needed, so just let me know.
I am very excited to be working with you, and thanks again for this opportunity.
Sonny Monroe
I hit send, too tired to revise my letter, and laid down on my bed without changing. I slipped into sleep filled with good and bad dreams; at first I was talking to Chad when he suddenly got angry, yelled at me and then left me alone on dark street in the middle of nowhere. Then I was singing on stage at a concert flashing the lights 'Sonny Monroe!' and when I looked down I saw Chad in the audience smiling at me and cheering me on.
When I woke up, a few short hours later, I was desperately hoping that my second dream would be the one that came true. I crawled out of bed and was about to go and take a shower to wash away the lasting images of my nightmares, when I heard a 'ping!' from my computer. I changed my course and went to check on my new e-mail.
To:
From:
Ms. Monroe,
We are so thrilled to have you onboard and joining our team. We have so much confidence that you will go on to be a big hit and do great things. Everyone agreed after watching your performance on So Random! that you have a wonderful voice. We too agree that you made the right decision, but are also appreciative that you took the time to really think it through before making it. That shows real responsibility, and everyone here at Bloue Skie Records respects you for that.
Regarding your question about when to come. If next week is possible, than that would be a great time to get started on this adventure! We can have plane tickets bought for you and your Mother, Connie, for a flight at 2:00 pm, a non-stop to Wisconsin, on Big Air Airlines. We only need your word and we will set it up and fax you your boarding passes.
Now, Ms. Monroe, we have one other piece of business to discuss with you before you arrive. We are aware that your family's home in Wisconsin is in Green Bay, which is an hour and a half long commute to our studio. Because of this, I thought that it would be best if you were to stay in an apartment complex next to the studio. They are top-notch and a new development specifically for the staff and stars of Bloue Skie Records. Of course, you would need to talk this over with your Mother, and if I didn't make myself clear before, then I will just say it now, you would e staying there alone as we only have room for one more tenant. This does not mean that you can't have people over, but when we wrote up the contract for this building we gave a specific number and only have one place left. Which we are holding for you. You can always go back to Green Bay on the weekends, or any other arrangement of that sort can be made to make you and your Mother feel comfortable with our proposition.
Thank you for your time, and welcome to the Bloue Skie Records family!
Bill Mason, Head of Producing
Chad's POV
I stood there holding her in my arms, not wanting to let go. The week had been so short, and I had spent every moment with her that I could. I helped her pack, sometimes showing up in the evening with a pizza to share with her and Connie. Sonny seemed so reluctant to be happy about what was happening, I thought it was probably my fault. So because of that, I talked it up, expressing how excited I was for her, and how much she is going to get to do when she gets there. Eventually she got into it, bubbling with excitement, thinking up plans to do, enthusing about the apartment she was going to get. Yes, she was happy, yes I was happy for her. But for myself? I wasn't really sure. I was going to miss her, that is for sure.
Sonny had her arms wrapped around my neck, almost in a choke hold, but I didn't mind, I felt close to her. I knew Connie was watching us, so we weren't doing anymore then holding each other, but out of the corner of my eye I watched Sonny's Mom get up and walk towards us.
"Sonny, Chad honey, I'm going to run to Starbucks, what can I grab you?" I loved how Sonny's Mom treated me, like I belonged.
"Can you get me a java chip frapachino?" Sonny asked her Mom.
"Oh course sweetie, what about you Chad?" See?
"Oh, nothing, I'm fine." She gave me a look but walked off anyways. Now we were alone together.
"I'm going to miss you." Sonny said, looking up into my face, I moved my hands from her waist to in the back pockets of her jeans.
"I'm going to miss you too Sonshine." She rolled her eyes, but sighed, and unlocked her arms from around my neck. I was about to protest when she, put her hands into my own back pockets and leaned her head against my chest. I put my cheek to the top of her head, and felt her breathing against me.
"You'll visit?" She asked me for the millionth time, she had checked this six times in the car ride on the way to the airport.
"Yes Sonny. I promise. I'll come down in a two weeks. That's the closest free weekend I have." She sighed. "Sorry." I whispered to her.
"What if I don't like it?" She confided in me. "What if they don't think I'm any good and send me back?" So that's what she was worried about now.
"Sonny. They think your good, that's why they asked to do your album. And if they sent you back, then it would be their loss." But this didn't seem to comfort her enough, so I added, "And, I would fly down and knock sense into them, and make them realize how beautiful, talented and perfect you are." She giggled lightly, and nuzzled closer into me. "And if you don't like it," I leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Then you can always come back." I thought for a moment. "Unless you already signed a contract, because that is pretty legal…" We stood silent, just enjoying the presence of the other, soaking up all of the feeling of being together while we could.
" I love you," I mumbled into her dark hair when I couldn't think of anything to say.
"I love you too." She whispered into my shirt. "My Mom said when you visit, you can stay at my apartment with me."
"Really?" I was kind of surprised. We had kind of had this conversation before. I knew one week next month when I flew to visit, I would be staying at her old house in Green Bay with her and her Mom. And I even think I would be meeting her brother, and her brother's girlfriend.
"Yes, under one condition." I felt her smile into my chest.
"And that would be?" I questioned her.
"You sleep on the couch." She laughed, and I smirked.
"Alright, if I have to…" I whined. And then joined into her laughter.
"Okay sweetheart, I got your coffee." Connie came back smiling, and holding three cups. I should have guessed. She handed Sonny her cold drink, and then turned to me with a grande sized straight black coffee, it's what I always ordered, simple I know.
"Thank you." I said, a little sheepishly.
"Of course honey," Sonny's Mom chuckled, as we held our coffees and detached ourselves from each other. "Oh, and I hope neither of you mind, but when I was walking over, I saw you two standing there like that, and I couldn't help but take a picture, you just looked so cute together!" Connie gushed, waving a digital camera at us. Sonny gently took the camera from her Mom.
"Let me see." She said, turning it on and flipping to recent pictures. I peered over her shoulder and saw a picture taken by holding the camera sideways to capture our whole bodies. Sonny was looking up at me, and I was looking down at her and we were both smiling, our hands in each other's back pockets. "Aw," Sonny said, and then realized she had said that out loud and blushed, I just nudged her shoulder and repeated her saying "Aw!" myself. This made Connie laugh at us again, and then she walked over to the seat by her carry-on bag and pulled out a magazine. "Hey Chad? How long till my flight starts boarding?"
You'd think that sense she was the one who was going to be on the plane, she would be the one to know, but while they were busy packing, I sat on their couch playing travel agent and corresponding with Bill Mason and the airline. I unfolded the boarding pass I had printed out for her and double checked.
"Two." I said and then folded the paper back up.
"And what time is it now?" I couldn't help it, I had heard this joke on her season finally of So Random!.
"Time for you to get a watch." And then I laughed at my own lame joke.
"Chad…..!" She complained. I checked my $600 watch.
"Okay, okay, its1:26." I had made sure they were there with plenty of time to spare.
"Okay, good." Then she went over to her Mom and had a quick conversation while I took a big sip from my coffee. When Sonny returned she had the camera in her pocket and grabbed my hand.
"Where are we going?" I asked tentatively.
"To the Photo-Shop store I saw down this way." Photo-Shop was a new chain of picture developing and printing stores that were popping up all over California, I had no idea why. She dragged me into the small empty store and up to the counter.
"Hi." She said cheerily to the middle aged women working the counter. "I was wondering if you could print up," She stopped and looked at me, her plan suddenly becoming evident to me.
"Two." I told her, holding up my index and middle finger. She turned back to the women.
"two copies of this picture?" The woman took the red camera from Sonny's out stretched hand and plugged it into a computer. She scanned the page, clicked the mouse a couple times, and then turned the monitor to face us.
"This picture?" She asked, showing us the picture Connie had just taken.
"Yes," Sonny and I said at the same time, and then we turned to each other and smiled.
"What size?" She asked, turning the monitor back and clicking a few more things. Sonny scanned the board above the counter with the listed sizes.
"6 by 8." She said quickly.
"Okay," The women said, clicking a few more buttons and then she looked back to us while a special printer behind her whirred. I walked away from the counter to browse the picture frames lining shelves throughout the store. I paused when I heard Sonny striking up a conversation with the lady.
"Well my dear, he is certainly a keeper." The woman told her, and I couldn't help but smile. I felt Sonny's eyes on my back, which was turned while I pretended to be interested in a frame.
"I know." Sonny replied, and my grin grew. I was actually looking for frames, not just eavesdropping, and when I finally found what I wanted, I picked up two of them and took them to the counter. They were matching black painted wooden frames, which in white lettering read 'Love You'. A little cheesy I know, but like I have mentioned before, I am Chad Dylan Freakin' Cooper, and I can buy whatever picture frames I want. While the lady removed the fresh pictures from the printer, Sonny looked at my frames.
"Really Chad, really?" She asked me, but I saw her eyes become a little glassy, she liked them.
"Yes Sonny, really." I smiled, and she returned it.
"Alrighty, the pictures, and the frames." She slipped the two pictures behind the glass of the frames, securing them in their places, and then placed the photos in a bag, handing them to Sonny.
"But we didn't-" Sonny started confused.
"No charge sweetie, it's on me." I woman, whose name I just noticed was Marge, gave us a big toothy smile and shooed us away.
"Thank you!" I yelled back into the store, and Sonny waved, still glassy eyed and hugging the bag to her chest.
When we got back to her gate, I saw passengers getting up and ready to board. It was time. Connie walked over to us.
"Time to go honey." She said to Sonny, who still had the bag clutched to her chest. She loosened up and took out one of the pictures, handing it to me in the frame. Her eyes found mine, and gave her a flicker of a smile. Connie stepped forward and gave me a hug, and then smiled at me when she pulled away.
"Make sure you visit. Soon. And often." She added. Then she grabbed both Sonny's and her carry-on and went to get in line, leaving Sonny with her purse she had left with her Mom earlier and the picture bag in her hand. Sonny put the bag down by her black purse and I stepped towards her.
She rushed into to, and I let my arms envelope her in a tight embrace. She buried her headin my shoulder, and I nuzzled her neck, breathing her in and her doing the same to me. I shut my eyes tight, memorizing the feeling of her in my arms.
"I love you so much." I told her, giving her a little squeeze.
"I love you too." She whispered, on the verge of tears, and when she pulled back a bit to look into my face, a tear trickled out of her eye.
"Sonny, shh, don't cry." I wiped her cheek gently with the pad of my thumb, and chuckled lightly. "I'll see you soon, and you can show me your apartment." I reminded her. "And you're going to have so much fun." I added, pulling her back into the hug. When we pulled away again, Sonny's face was still a little wet, and I noticed a spot on my shirt that was wet with her tears as well. I leaned down and captured Sonny's lips with my own. Savoring and putting as much passion as I could into the kiss, while Sonny's hands traveled up my chest to my face. She pulled away after a bit, albeit reluctantly, both of us needing air. I planted a single kiss on her forehead, and then bent down to pick up her stuff and hand ti to her.
"I love you." I said again, smiling widely at her. She attempted a smile back.
"I love you too."
"See you soon," I whispered, stroking her cheek, and then pulling my hand away and putting it into my jacket pocket. Sonny nodded, and then turned to walk back to her Mom in line for first class. She looked back at me three times, and I smiled and waved each time. Sonny checked in at the desk, and then moved to enter the tunnel that led to the plane entrance. She turned back one last time, and gave me a brave smile, and I felt a crooked grin crawl up my face. I winked at her and she waved to me, and then turned to the plane, disappearing from my view. I picked up my picture from the floor, looking at our smiling faces, and then turned to walk out of the terminal. Past where the picture was taken, the Photo-Shop, the Starbucks, the security guard who had let me through after I signed an autograph. I walked outside into the warm air, and took a deep breath closing my eyes for a moment. When I opened them again, I put a brave grin on my own face and walked to my car where I climbed in and put the picture on the passenger seat. I knew just where I was going to put it. Right next to my bed, then I could see my Sonshine every morning. I sighed. Just a few weeks and I'd see Sonny again. Just a few weeks until got my Sonshine back in my arms. Where she belonged.
AN: Wow, forever right? Actully, if you could, why don't you review and tell me how long it took you to read, I really want to know ;) It's the end, I can't believe it. My first fic is completly finished, and I have a few people to thank.
Chad Dylan Cooper for being the best actor of our generation.
Sonny for being meant to be with Chad.
InspiredByTheCaliforniaSun for helping me when I was so stuck :) You get major props my friend.
ANd myself, for being so in love with SWAC that I had to write this down.
Lame right? But I had to do it ya know?
Sigh, I loved this chapter, so much love, couldn't you just feel it? Aw, I thought it was really sweet, but LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT! What do you wantthe sequel to be about? Just so you know, it's going to be called "Where We Belong". It's a play off of the last words from this chapter :) Definatly more Chad and Sonny, and Sonny's brother! He will be in it a lot, though not as a point of view.
To those of you who liked this fic, my birthday is coming up later in this month, and for my present, how about you write me a really long reivew? I would ove it so much! And tothose of you who hated it, where ever you are, why are you still reading this? Just leave. Lol
Like I said atthe beginning, I honsetly love you guys. I used to be doing what some of you are right now, just reading all the stories on here, thinking of ideas but not thinking they were good enough. But I seriously encourage you to write those up and post them, you'll be suprised at what they can become. When I first started this fic, I never thought I would post it, I was affraid people wouldn't like it and that I wouldn't be a good enough writer. I was so thrilled when people said they liked it, and told me to keep going, it gave me justthe rush I needed sometimes to get writing. I couldn't have done this without my reviewers cheering me on when I needed it, thank you all so much!
And now here I go, I'm pressing complete.
Cheers!
RedHeaded4Always
P.S.
Okay everyone! The sequel is up and posted! It's called Where We Belong, and if you go to my profile, you can find it :) Thanks!