Hold on



"Okay, focus. One winner, 42 losers. I can do this." Lightning McQueen said to himself as he was about to push the button to open the trailer.

Suddenly, the phone rang, startling him. He answered it, anxious to get out on the track.

"Hello?" He asked, bobbing up and down on his axles.

"Is this Mr. McQueen?" Came his reply.

"Uh, yeah."

"I'm afraid I have some bad news."

"What is it?" Lightning asked confusedly.

It was silent on the line for a moment, before the mysterious person answered. "It's your parents… There's—There's been a fire."

Lightning's eyes widened as he comprehended what he said.

"Are you still there, sir?" The person asked.

"Uh, yea, yea." He replied, finding his voice. "Are—Are they… ok?"

Again, it was silent on the other end of the line. "I'm afraid not." He said finally.


"Where is he?" Doc Hudson asked to no one in particular. He continued to pace around in circles, until he finally let out a cry of frustration.

"Sally, will you please go see where that hot-rod is? He was supposed to be here half an hour ago!"

"Ok, Doc. I'll go check his trailer." Sally said, grateful that she could get away from all the tension.

As she made her way over to his trailer, she let her thoughts drift to Lightning. She didn't even notice it when she arrived at the back of the stadium. She drove up to his trailer door, smiling when she saw the larger image of him.

She knocked a few times, and was about to drive away, when she heard someone inside.

"Go away." Said a muffled voice.

"Stickers?" She asked, recognizing it.

"Please, just… go away."

"Stickers? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, now leave me alone!"

"Let me in." Sally asked politely.

"No, Sal, I want to be alone." Lightning replied quietly.

"Please? Let me in." Sally persisted.


"Lightning McQueen! I love you, and I want to help you. And if you love me, then you'll let me in!" Sally shouted at the door.

It was quiet for a few minutes, before she heard the metallic 'click', and the door slowly lowered. She looked into the trailer, and saw Lightning with his back to her. She inched into the trailer, coming up behind him.

He turned to face her, and the first thing she noticed, was that he had tears welled up in his eyes, but there was no sign of them on his hood.

"Are…you ok?" She asked, a look of concern spreading over her face.

He didn't reply, but just looked down at his tires. Sally watched him intently, and noticed that he was trying to fight the urge to cry. She inched a little closer, nuzzling his front fender with her own.

"Stickers, what's wrong?" She asked, giving a small, encouraging smile.

He sighed, still staring at his tires. "It's nothing. Really."

Sally sighed, frowning slightly. "Are you sure? You look upset."

He closed his eyes, remaining silent for a second. "I really don't want to talk about it." He said quietly.

Sally didn't reply. She gave him a small smile, and sighed. "Well, I won't make you. But if there's anything else that you want..."

He looked up at her, a few tears involuntarily trickling down his hood. He looked back down embarrassedly, not wanting her to see.

She nuzzled his fender, feeling how warm it was. "Anything." She repeated.

"C-Can we just go home?" He asked, looking back up, and into her eyes.

"I'll talk to Doc." She replied, smiling softly. She kissed him goodbye, and silently made her way out of the trailer.


Wondering what happened? And how come Lightning won't tell anybody? You'll find out soon enough… I'm going to start on the sequel to Let Go perdy soon, and I'm not even going to mention that other story…

Reviews'd be nice. D