It was a year exactly that Rusty had won the title of Champion Engine of the World. Now it was the day before the annual Race once more. Everyone knew Rusty was going to race with Pearl to defend his title. Greaseball, of course, was going to challenge rusty for that title personally. In general, everyone was happy and excited about the following day.

However, CB was not enjoying himself. He sat in a far corner, deep blue eyes jumping from one happy face to another. Just then he heard Greaseball say, "Dinah, c'mere a moment." CB focused his glance on Dinah and watched her as she made her way to the diesel and hugged him. A lump formed in CB's throat. He had been there for Dinah when Greaseball uncoupled her last year. Now that they were back together, Dinah seemed to have forgotten him. CB saw the to talking and slowly made his way closer to the pair. He had gotten close enough in time to see Greaseball and the blue and white diner a rose. "Dinah...Won't ya race with me this year?" With a soft exclamation of "Oh, Greaseball..." the dining car hugged the diesel once more, tightly. Dinah seemed extremely happy now that she had her dream train back again. With the lump once again in his throat and the tell-tale warmth of tears threatening to fall from his eyes, CB quickly turned and skated away. 'How could Dinah just take him back like that?' CB thought. 'He uncoupled her for no reason! If he did it before, he's going to do it again.' CB kept moving. He didn't know where...he just knew he had to get away from there.

The red caboose continued on, not really knowing or caring where he ended up. He figured he could roll right off a cliff and no one would notice or even care about his absence. It was only when CB got tired and stopped, did he look around. It was then he realized he was on the wrong side of the track, just beyond the abandoned shed. CB knew this place well. It was where the "Brat Pack" always used to hang out. The "Brat Pack" got its name from the engines of the yard. It consisted of the Rockies, Flat Top, Dustin, and himself. However, Dustin had broken away to race with Poppa and then with Rusty last year. The Rockies split away once Rusty had won the Race. Only CB and Flat Top remained. That was exactly who the caboose saw when he entered their makeshift hide-a-way. "Hey CB," the brick truck said looking up. "Hello," CB muttered as he sat down in a nearby chair. There was silence as CB ran his fingers through his blond hair. He looked back at Flat Top and asked, "Is it just me or does it seem like those bloody engines think they run EVERYthin' around here?"

"They seem to think they run everything," Flat Top agreed. "They get the coaches just cuz they're engines," CB muttered. Flat Top looked at his buddy. "Why'd ya want a coach anyways? You hear what names they call us!"

"Yeah yeah, I hear what names they call us...but that's only because compared to the engines, we look like nothing!" the caboose stated. "Don't you ever see yourself coupled to Pearl, or Buffy, or Ashley or..."

"Dinah?" Flat Top finished. CB spun around quickly. "What are you trying to imply with that?!" he spat. "Nothin' CB! I just figured you were listenin' off the coaches and I'd finish it for ya... Starlights you're edgy!" the brick truck came back in a defensive tone. CB shrugged. "Must be the up-comin' races." Flat Top looked at his buddy-in-crime. "Whatever...maybe we should go make mischief. That'll take your mind offa that." CB only shook his head and with a shrug, Flat Top left. CB sighed.

The caboose then went outside to take a walk. He hadn't gone far when CB noticed he wasn't alone. Someone else was sitting alone on the abandoned loading dock. As he skated closer, CB recognized her as a coach he'd never noticed before. She was dressed in a red dress and decorated like a dining car. She also had had brown hair and appeared to be crying. "Excuse me..." CB said. The coach quickly looked up at the sound of his voice. The caboose noted that she looked remarkably like Dinah. "Oh! I'm sorry..." the coach said wiping her eyes. "I didn't know anyone else was around..."

"May I ask your name?" CB asked politely. "I don't think I've seen you around before."

"I'm Trini...No you haven't. I came to watch my sister and Greasball race this year..."

"Your sister?"

"Yes Dinah...but I heard they had uncoupled..."

"Well, they back together now," CB said. "I know," Trini replied. CB then added, "I'm CB by the way." Trini nodded. "I know. Both Dinah and Greaseball have told me about you."

"Oh really? What did they say?" CB asked. Trini thought a moment and then replied, "Dinah mentioned that you had a shady past. Greaseball agreed with her and told me to stay clear of you."

"Oh..." was all CB said and turned away. Trini quickly added, "But I don't intend on listening to Greaseball..." She sighed and went on, "He's not my engine..."

"If I may ask, why were you crying?" CB asked. "Well...seeing Greaseball and my sister together and happy made me doubt about ever finding my dream train..." Trini replied sadly. "You'll find him," CB reassured. "After all, look at Pearl." The small dining car gave a weak smile. "Do you dream about him at all?" CB continued. Trini nodded, "Almost every night.

"What's he like?"

"He sparkles like the stars."

"Can he whistle?" the red caboose prodded. Trini shook her head. "He tried to...but couldn't. I told him that didn't matter...and it doesn't." The caboose responded with, "How will ya know it's him from the rest then?" Trini blushed. "In my dream, I was crying. He came along, saw me, and sang a song to cheer me up. It worked and he told me not to forget it. That it would be 'our song'." CB became even more interested. "How does it go? Would you mind singing it for me?" The small dining car blushed even more. "I don't think I could...I'm not that great of singer..."

"C'mon Trini, please? Your voice can't be that bad..."

"I think I hear Dinah calling...I must go..." With that, Trini skated off quickly. "Trini........" CB called after her, but his voice only faded of as Tini skated away. He sighed. CB felt a feeling he never had before as he watched the red dining car go.