Of course he would be swarmed every time. He used to love the attention now he hates it. Mostly. Lightning McQueen rolled out of his trailer inside his race car, being asked hundreds of questions by the press and paparazzi. Luckily security just rolled in as it was getting hectic. He didn't want to be here as his girlfriend Catharine was …. pregnant?

"Ahh!" lightning shouted. He realised that it was all a dream and knew that it must be kept from Sally realising he hadn't woke her up. If she found out it would completely and utterly ruin their relationship. The couple had recently moved in together in the abandoned house opposite Lightning's race headquarters and even though they had been there for 3 months, it still wasn't finished. They still needed some furniture, new roof tiles, a completely new kitchen and lots more but Lightning worked on it every day adding new tiles buying furniture fitting it but not resting at all. Sally worried for his health, but lightning knew he was fine and reassured her he was fine. But lately lightning has been getting cramps and has been lightheaded often; he just brushed it of though saying it was the heat. After about half an hour he got back to sleep.

THE NEXT DAY

LIGHTNING'S P.O.V.

I woke up to find Sally was already down stairs making breakfast. I smelt a familiar smell then I realized and shouted while jumping out of bed and running down stairs "WAFFLES!"

I sat down in a chair by the dining table waiting patiently, while looking like a child.

"morning stickers, how was your sleep? Sally asked in her cheer full morning tone "oh by the way, stop acting like a kid, fix your hair and help me serve up breakfast!" I realised my hair was extremely messy but I didn't care. i replied to Sally's question lying "Fine. How was yours?"

"Good, but I thought I remember you having a nightmare last night"

"Must be you dreaming again. I'm gonna skip breakfast and go back to painting the living room."

SALLY'S P.O.V.

I knew something was up with stickers because he never skips breakfast it thought I'd just leave him for a while. After about 15 minutes I went to the living room with some waffles. I knocked on the door to the most upsetting thing I've ever saw.

A.N. I hope you enjoyed my first chapter of 'A trapped soul' and if you get confused on anything I write it's because I'm British.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN CARS AND ONLY OWN CATHARINE