A/N: I do not own cars, Pixar does. All I own are my ocs and the plot.
"I'm sorry Abner, he is gone. We did all we could, but his injuries were too great."
"Yes, thank you Ms. Riley, you did your best. There are others we can interrogate, someone will know something." Stepping out of the infirmary, the tall older man was met by a large silvery-blue Aston Martin hybrid car, standing attentively in the lobby. His deep, English accented voice rang clearly in Abner's head.
"How is that bastard? I look forward to interrogating him and his filthy familiar." The car growled; his chest puffed out and teeth bared though no sound left his lips. Abner kneeled by his familiar and laughed bitterly.
"You killed him McMissile; those injuries were too serious to save the poor sap's life. But we have his henchmen to squeeze some information from instead. One of them is bound to know more about those crates in the warehouse they were so desperate to protect." Finn deflated slightly, shifting his gaze to the floor.
"I am…sorry. He was trying to kill you, I must keep you safe." Finn's voice rang through Abner's head again. "A familiar cannot live long without his master." Abner held out a hand and rested it on the car's hood, effectively silencing him.
"Please Finn, you were only doing your job, there is no need to apologize for the outcome, no matter how unfavorable it was. The situation was bad and you acted based on what you saw was fit to eliminate the threat. But perhaps you can stun them instead? Mauling seemed a little too extreme." Finn's deep laugher rang loudly in his mind.
"Of course Master." The familiar replied before jerking his attention past his partner as a man in a red suit approached them his car familiar following close behind.
"Abner! Finn! Congrats on the success! I heard you finally found Jake and his familiar Clyde, those twits, thinking they could out do CHROME agents!" Abner turned to face his friend and colleague, a tall, slightly over-weight man with short brown hair and deep green eyes. His familiar, a blood red sports coupe, cautiously approached Finn.
"Roy! It is good to see you!" Abner offered his hand in a friendly shake. "Yes, we caught Jake and Clyde, but unfortunately, they did not survive." At his words, Roy's expression fell slightly.
"Ah shame, you must tell me about the mission, it's been a while since we last got together. Come I'll buy you a drink. I'm sure our familiars will not mind getting some lone time to catch up." Abner nodded in agreement, turning again towards the Aston Martin hybrid.
"I'll be back in an hour Finn, then its back to the office to finish our field reports ok?" The old car nodded as he watched his master walk away with Roy.
"I'll be here, no doubt getting my side mirrors talked off." The old man laughed at his familiar's words, then followed Roy out of the building. Letting out a soft sigh, Finn turned towards the beaming red coupe. "Long time no see Leland, how have you been?" The red car's smile merely widened as he smacked a tire against his fender, much to the Aston Martin hybrid's distaste.
"Finn! You old boy, how's life in the fast lane? I can't believe you and Abner caught that bastard! But, what happened to him? I heard he did not survive?" Leland questioned.
"He was trying to kill Abner; I panicked…and mauled him a bit. We took him to the CHROME infirmary in hopes he'd recover enough to be questioned, but alas, his wounds were too great. He and his familiar both died about an hour ago." Finn replied, his expression unreadable. Leland frowned for a moment, before returning to his usual upbeat disposition.
"Ah, you win some you lose some Finn; the important part is that you and Abner are safe. Remember when we all used to do missions together? You, me, Abner and Roy? Those were the days! Crime really had something to fear then! I mean, they still do; with you still in the field, but my field days are numbered…" Leland spoke meeting Finn's curious gaze.
"And why Is that?" The slivery-blue car asked.
"It's Roy." Leland began. "He injured his back very bad on a mission not too long ago. The Boss says that it'd be dangerous for him to continue field work, on account that he could injure it worse. So we've got one last mission, then it's off to lab work for us."
"Have you been debriefed on your final mission?"
"Yup." Leland said. "It's a bit of an odd one; they want us to sneak onto some sort of oil platform out in the Atlantic. Boss has got some leads that suggest Stern and Professor Z might be hiding there, doing God knows what. I'm game as long as it means getting rid of those creeps once and for all. And…when the mission is done, will you stop by the labs and visit us?" Finn nodded.
"Best of luck. I'll be sure to stop by the labs afterwards and visit. You know I will." Finn spoke. Leland smiled again.
"Thanks old boy, I knew we could count on you." He said gazing past Finn as Abner walked back in with Roy. "Speak of the devil, looks like our masters are back a bit early." Finn reversed so he was facing the two men, a confused look on his face.
"Abner, what is wrong?" He asked, sending his thoughts to the man he was linked with. Abner smiled at his familiar.
"You worry too much McMissile; it's the Boss he just wanted us to stop by his office for a quick chat on our mission. He says he's got some more information that may help us. We best leave right away. Come." Finn obediently followed the old man sending on last glance towards Roy and Leland.
"I will see you again." Finn called to the red coupe. Leland laughed.
"Of course you will McMissile!"