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I drove into a gas station that I found near the place I had broken down. No one seemed to be in the station though. I turned around to leave when I heard a slight hiss from behind me. I drove behind one of the shelves, not knowing what was coming. I peeked out from behind the shelf, and saw a car drive out from a door that had been concealed from view by the refrigerated glass cases.

"Finn?" I said and drove to where the car could see me.

He jumped, startled and franticly tried to get the door to close behind him. "Oh, uh… hello Hudson!"

"Hi Finn."

"Well, ah, this is embarrassing…"

"Yeah," I chuckled. "One of C.H.R.O.M.E's agents letting a civilian see a secret entrance to the place."

"How did you…?"

"I guess if you pay enough attention you can figure out a lot of things."

"Right. You won't tell anyone, will you chap?"

"Well…I was sorta hoping that I could join up."

"Really?" he asked, surprised. "Would you mind my asking why?"

"I don't know…I want to do some good in the world. I know I can do that as a doctor but… I want to do something more. When you paid for my medical bills, I wondered what would make a car so kind and self sacrificing. When I put the pieces together, I knew I wanted to help save the world."

Finn smiled. "Well, come on in. I suppose the academy would be happy to have a car like you. You certainly have the engine for it my friend."

So, I joined C.H.R.O.M.E. Went through training and everything. When all that was done, I joined Finn as his partner. To sum up a number of years, we saved the world more than a few times, nearly got killed in the process every time, and wound up two of the most accomplished agents.

But I'm an older car than Finn and I started to want to slow down a bit. Sure it was fun and all, but I needed a break. So I talked to the car that was the director of C.H.R.O.M.E at the time about retiring. He didn't really want to let me and Finn wasn't too happy about it either, but they respected what I wanted. There was one thing though.

"Hudson," the director had said to me, "you're one of our top agents. I know that you want to slow down but if we ever really need you, can we count on your return?"

I said that I would.

"Thank you Hudson."

After packing what few things I had, my Piston Cups and the newspaper articles among them, I left. I didn't really want to go back to some city though. I had had enough of a fast paced lifestyle plus I figured a big city could hold a car that would recognize me as one of C.H.R.O.M.E's agents even though I had changed my color while I was there and went back to my original blue color after I was done.

I had grown up on Route 66 and decided that I wanted to go back. Not to my hometown though, since it had long been abandoned. 'Course, that's what gave me the idea to go to Route 66 that very few cars traveled there anymore. Eventually, I got to Radiator Springs. The town had already started to fall apart when I got there. Very few cars remained, but they were honest folk. You should've seen them when I told them I was a doctor. The town's original doctor had left a couple of months ago because he didn't have enough business. I didn't care about the money though. All I wanted was a quiet life and I sure could get it there.

Of course, years later you, ah, drove into town. That was quite they entrance you made there Lighting. Three years passed, you won two Piston Cups, and I got a call from C.H.R.O.M.E. At first I was worried that some villain that I had helped Finn put behind bars had escaped and recognized me when he saw one of your races. Turns out I was partly correct. This one car, Professor Zündapp, had escaped from prison. That, and the last director had died. They wanted me to come back to head the organization. They had offered the position to Finn, but he turned them down flat. Said that he preferred the field to desk work. I agreed to it.

For a few months, everything went smoothly. I did have to dodge questions about where I had been a few times as you know. But then, at one of the early races that season, I saw Zündapp in the crowd of cars at the race. He was looking directly at me. I knew my cover had been blown. Zündapp recognized me as one of the cars that had put him in jail and I was sure he was out for revenge, even as he is now.

After the race, I contacted the cars that had become my advisors and told them about the situation. You'd have thought that I told them there was a bomb in the room they were in. They had me come in so we could talk it over. Anyone that knew me could now be a target.

I knew that there was only one way to protect the ones I love. I would have to fake my own death. Believe me Lightning, if there had been any other way I would have done it. There wasn't though. If you and the rest of the town, not to mention others we met along the way, were captured by Zündapp, world security would have been compromised. The only way was to fake my death so that Zündapp wouldn't be able to get to me through any of you.


"I don't enjoy having to hide from all of the folks, but I really had no choice," Doc said, completing his tale.

Lightning looks down at the floor. "I understand. I don't like it either, but I get it," he says with a sigh. "I only wish the rest of the town could know. If only the world could know. You should have seen it the day you 'died.' The entire racing world came out to your funeral."

The old car sighs, "I know. I saw. I felt awful about it all." He gives a half-hearted chuckle. "Of course, at the rate our top agents are being captured I might just have to get out there myself and who knows who we could run into."


A/N- Well, there you have it. Doc's story in full! I hope you liked my little twist there! I might not be updating everyday as I have been because I had a good chunk of this story written out before I joined so I could update more frequently. I have almost compleated the next chapter though so it shouldn't be too long of a wait!

Last chapter was named for a track on the Ratatouille soundtrack.

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