Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Sonny With A Chance, as much as I like to think I did. But as soon as I do, I will tell you all!

Because it's going to happen.

~ Prologue ~

Chad sighed when he heard the doorbell, getting up from his seat as he put down the drink he had been holding in his hand. He frowned, he hadn't been expecting anybody at three in the morning, the rain was falling heavy and he had been relying on the lightening flashes as his only source of light for the past few hours.

He bit down on his lower lip as he slowly approached the front door, trying to think about who could possibly be on the other side of the door. He looked at the girl when he finally opened the door, getting ready to slam the door in her face.

He took in her appearance for a moment, she was very small and too thin. Her hair was matted and dirty, completely drenched from the rain as it hung over her shoulders. Her head was hung low as she looked down at her bare feet, he looked down a little at her baggy, worn through clothes that were soaked through to the skin.

He gasped when she finally lifted her head, their eyes met and chocolate brown eyes mixed with ocean blue. She noticed him looking at her and a small blush crept on her pale, bruised and cut cheeks. She quickly turned away and muttered a sorry, the realization suddenly crept over him and he shook his head.

"Sonny?" He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the house, he could feel her shake beneath his grip.

"Tell me what happened Sonny, what's wrong?" He took one more look at her skinny body as it trembled from fear and the cold. He sighed and then pulled her into him, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as tears dripped down her face.

"I-I d-d-didn't know where else t-to go." She sobbed into his shirt, her hands gripped his shirt as the tears rolled down her face.

"I-I c-can go if y-you want...." Chad shook his head quickly, a little too quickly and pulled her away from him for a second.

"I don't want you to go, don't leave me again." He whispered, wrapping her in his arms once more, closing his eyes as he tried to hold back the tears that were about to fall down his own face.

"Do you want anything to eat?" She nodded slowly, biting down on her lip, Chad nodded and grabbed her hand before leading her to the kitchen to make her something to eat. He watched her as she ate, wondering when the last time she had actually eaten something was. He sighed and brushed a hair gently out of her face, wondering if he should call the police and her mum now, or wait until she was clean and sleeping until he phoned anyone.

"How about we get you cleaned up?" He offered, she nodded slowly and stood back up when she was done eating. She gave him a small smile as she followed him up the stairs, she bit down on her lower lip as tears fell down her face again.

She watched him as he ran her a bath, glad for the chance to finally get clean and feel somewhat like her old self. Chad turned around to face her and slowly helped her lift the torn up dress she was wearing over her head. He winced at the site of all the bruises and cuts that were not only on her face but covered her whole body as well – some were healed and some were fresh.

He could see the pain in her big eyes and he shook his head, he lightly traced some of the bruises with his fingers as a lone tear fell from his blue eyes and down his now pale cheek. She shuddered a little under his touch but she didn't flinch away, she knew that Chad would never hurt her.

She giggled when he lifted her up and into the warm bath, she smiled a little at the feel of the water, she hadn't washed in so long. She frowned a little as the clean water almost instantly turned a a brown-black colour, reminding her just how long it had been since she last washed.

Chad kissed her gently on the forehead before walking out to grab her something to wear. He sighed when he closed the bathroom door behind him as more tears fell down his face, he couldn't believe she was here. It had been two years since he had seen her last, two whole years of pain and loneliness. He looked down at the phone he now held in his hand, slowly pressing number two on his quick dial.

"Connie?" He sighed into the phone, the two had become close over the past two years since Sonny had disappeared. He loved her like he did his own mum and they spent a lot of time together going over memories they both held of the girl they both loved so dearly.

"She's here..." He whispered, smiling a little as he said it and closed his eyes, smiling when he heard the scream of pleasure on the other end of the phone. She assured him that she would be there soon, asking him to not phone the police until after she held her daughter in her arms.

He knocked the bathroom door after a while, slowly going in to hand her one of his T-shirts. She smiled at him before putting it on, glad to get out of the clothes she had been wearing for two years now.

He led her into his bedroom, grinning when she picked up the photograph they had taken of them just a week before she went away.

"You still have this?" She whispered, lightly tracing the smile on her face back then, she had changed so much and she hated herself for it. She looked back at Chad when he nodded,

"I kept hanging onto the hope that you would come back, and here you are." She nodded and put it back down, looking at him before sitting down on his king sized bed.

"You have changed a lot though." He frowned, sitting down next to her, pretending not to notice the pain in her eyes when he said that.

"I can't believe you're eighteen." He laughed a little and put his hand on top of hers, she nodded a little,

"You look amazing." She blushed a dark shade of red as she looked at him, he laughed and flicked his sandy blonde hair back, winking at her,

"I know, I always do." She giggled and then rolled her eyes,

"I see your ego is as big as ever then?" He laughed and then kissed her softly on the lips.

"Have you had many girlfriends then?" She casually put the question in, biting down on her lip knowing that she was going to dread the answer.

"None! How could you even think that?" She looked up at him and shook her head,

"Sorry." She muttered, looking down at the floor as her feet dangled over the bed.

"I would never do that to you, I tried to imagine my life without you but it was impossible. I tried to move on, people kept telling me that you were... gone... for good but I could never believe it. I clung onto the hope that you were still out there and you were still alive. I kept looking at that photograph and the various other ones we have and wondering when you were going to come back to me so I could hold you in my arms once more." She looked up at him when she noticed that tears were dripping down her face and she put her head on his shoulder,

"You were the only thing that kept me going in there, I just kept thinking to myself that one day I was going to see you again and then everything would be okay. Everything would be better because you could always make all those bad feelings go away."

"Am I making them go away now?" She nodded and then shrugged,

"A little bit." She sighed as her tears fell onto his shirt and she shook her head,

"I love you."

"I love you too." He whispered into her ear before wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pulling her back onto the bed. He smiled when she closed her eyes, hoping that she wouldn't have too many nightmares. He kissed her cheek before closing his own eyes, happy that she was finally safe and in his arms once more, just where she belonged.

A/N: What happened to Sonny for two whole years?

I will write the first chapter as soon as I think enough of you want to read this random story that popped into my silly, little brain.