Edit: oh God I was such a weird kid

The hell am I talking about I still am xD

My goodness what the fudge is with all the spelling errors in this chapter?

Hello, people of earth, wherever you are, whatever country, state, race, age, I'm glad you're reading this. :) I am so sorry for taking FOREVER to update my stories! :( Thanks for sticking with me. *hug*

Mrs. McMissile: Well, we wouldn't want Sid and Finn to know that I think he's sexy, now would we? XD

pizzachic: Okie dokie.

MimiMcAwesome: Well, yes, he should! :P But then he and Mater would start a "fight to the death" for Holley... XD

artsy0809: Well, he is. :)

Chapter 4

Finn's POV

I finally found the American agent getting in line for the metal detectors. I led him away, convincing him to follow m. He complained that he would miss his flight, but followed.

I dropped a camera on the way to the airport's V.I.P. lounge.

"Hey, Finn, you dropped something..." Annabel told me.

"I know." I whispered. "It's a camera. To make sure we're not being followed."

"Oh. Cool."

The American agent was going on about his tow cable or something, but I wasn't listening.

I glanced over at the cars near us. Seeing they were looking away, I deactivated my disguise.

"Hey, I know you!" the American exclaimed, seeing me with my disguise off. "You're that feller from the carate demonstration!"

I turned to face him. "I never properly introduced myself; Finn McMissile. British Intelligence."

"Tow Mater." He hesitated, then added, "Average intelligence."

"You sure about that?" Annabel whispered. I ignored her.

"Who are you with? FBI? CIA?" I asked.

"Let's just say I'm AAA affiliated. Ya know, I know some carate..." He smiled to himself.

"Finn? You sure you have the right dude? He obviously thinks you're a karate specialist, or something."

"Don't be ridiculous, Annabel, he's clearly living up to his cover. Besides, you're the one who confirmed he was the agent at the party the other night, remember?"

Annabel was silent after that. I didn't have much time to wonder why when a faint beep came from my rear view mirror. An orange Gremlin and green Pacer were heading this way. "We're being followed." I said, and turned towards the window, popping out a gadget that would cut the glass enough for us to get through.

"Uh, Finn?" Annabel spoke up, worry in her voice. I turned to see the Gremlin and Pacer turn the corner.

"There he is!" One of them exclaimed.

"Oh, wow, I probably outta go, I'm about ta miss ma flight!" Mater realized, beginning to turn away.

"Don't worry," I told him. "I've taken care of that." I shot my back grappling hook, attaching it to Mater's tow cable, and diving out the hole in the window.

"Finn!" Annabel exclaimed, fear—but mostly annoyance—in her voice. She was simply going to have to get used to riding with me.

"This is first class service!" Mater exclaimed. "You don't even have to go through the terminal!"

"Finn! Those cars are chasing us!" Annabel warned.

"Your carate partners is back there! Kinda looks like they's tryin' at catch up!" Mater informed me, as well.

"Drive forward! Whatever you do, don't stop!" I ordered to Mater before slamming on my breaks, turning around.

"Explosion time?" Annabel asked eagerly.

"Unfortunately, I believe so." I replied as I watched the orange Gremlin pull out a missile launcher.

"Unfortunately?! What do you mean unfortunately?!" She demanded as I activated a jack, now headed towards the Gremlin.

"Ha-ha, take that, Grem!"

"Grem?" I echoed.

"Yeah, that's his nam—incoming!" Annabel cried.

Grem's missile was coming straight toward us. I shot my own missile, and braced for impact.

"Whoo-hoo!" Annabel yelled. "'S'plosion!" she grinned.

"Is everythin' okay back der?" Mater asked.

"Finn, it's Sid. I'm on approach." I heard over my radio.

"Rodger that." I told him.

"You remember that whole thing about me not stopin' no matter what?" Mater called as Siddeley shot the luggage racks that the green Pacer was towing to block out path.

"Hey, doggone it, look! It's ma imaginary girlfriend!" Mater yelled. Alright, I have no intention of knowing what he's talking about. I chose to ignore the conversation Mater and Holley seemed to be having, seeing how I was a bit occupied with the green Pacer shooting at us. I folded out my machine guns, and shot his tire.

Annabel laughed at something. "What?" I asked.

"Acer landed in a tank of used oil!" She told me in between laughs.

"Oh, that's... Pleasant..."

"Come on, Finn!" Siddeley warned. "It's now or never!"

I turned around and drove into Siddeley, Mater behind me.

After pulling him safely inside, I closed the ramp.

"Are you alright?" Holley asked us.

I gave her a small smile of thanks and we all rolled into our seats.

"Now, that's how I like to start the day." I said after I was finished panting quietly. "You never feel more alive than when you're almost dead." I grinned.

"You said the other words!" Annabel quietly squealed.

"Yeah..." Holley half-heartedly agreed. "I hope that device didn't fall off."

Mater said something about being close to missing his flight while Holley downloaded the photo into the computers.

"Finn, you gonna tell Mater about me?" Annabel whispered.

"In time." I whispered back. Holley glanced back at me, knowing whom I was speaking to.

...

Long story short, Mater helped us past a dead-end. Now we needed to go to Paris to see Tombér.

"Now?" Annabel whispered. I looked behind me as if to tell Annabel to stop pestering me, then sighed. I glanced over at Holley, knowing she knew what Annabel was asking. She nodded.

I cleared my throat. "Mater?"

"Yea, what is it, Finn?" Mater asked, preoccupied with the view outside the jet window.

"There's something Holley and I would like to show you."

"Well, dad-gum, why didn't ya just say so? What is it?"

"Annabel? Come out when you're ready..."

"Wha? Who's..."

Annabel stepped out.

"Woah! Cool!" Mater exclaimed. "...what is it?"

"What is 'she'." I corrected.

"Annabel is a human, mysteriously transported to our world. We're... Still figuring that out, actually..." Holley explained.

"Speaking of which... Finn, where'd you put my backpack? I'm hungry."

"One, how are those two subjects related? Two, I thought you had it in my back seat."

"...Uh oh... Whoops? Oh, I remember! I put it in your trunk so I wouldn't snack on any of the food and waste it!"

I sighed. "I suppose that was smart..."

"So, when are we going to be in Paris?" Annabel asked.

I exchanged a glance with Holley after both of us looked out a window.

"Now."

Phew! Again, sorry for the wait, and I apologize in advance for the next wait... I've been really busy/lazy lately. I've had a lot of work to do, and afterward I just wanna relax, so not a lot of writing has been getting done... Christmas Break is almost here, however! And I'll be sure to update most of my stories then! Maybe even all! :D

My favorite part of this chapter:

"Unfortunately?! What do you mean unfortunately?!" She demanded as I activated a jack, now headed towards the Gremlin.

"Ha-ha, take that, Grem!"

"Grem?"

"Yeah, that's his nam—incoming!"

So...review? :3