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CHAPTER TEN

McQueen had finished searching Tailfin Pass and he was running out of time. He would have to leave soon, and if he didn't he'd miss the race. He was only left with the possibility of Ornament Valley. The valley was huge, without much life to it but he had to try. He drove as fast as his four wheels could legally carry him. The run-down gas station, the old Race-O-Rama and the train tracks; he checked them all. He was about to try back in town when he spotted an old shack in the distance. It was poorly supported by rotting wood that looked like it could collapse at any second. There was no way Sally would be there. He was about to continue on his way when he stopped. Something internally told him to go check it. In an instance, he knew he couldn't drive away without following the feeling.

Cutting across the desert dirt was easier than he expected. Practice at Willy's Butte had really paid off. As he approached the shack he noticed the reeking smell of gas and other various odours. He was about to push open the wooden swinging door when his heart stopped. Inside he could faintly hear Sally's voice.

As soft as a butterfly she whispered, "…I have too much to live for. I don't know what's worse, McQueen dying or me leaving him a lifetime of heartache. He'll never know how much I could have loved him…" Her words sounded guilty and deceitful. Had he cheated on her? McQueen fought back tears and flung the door open.

"Sally! Baby, I'm right here!" he cried out. He entered the room to have his eyes meet the most horrifying sight he could imagine.

Sally was hoisted and strapped high above him on a chrome lift. Her body was shaking and trembling. The air had a strong metallic odour and the sight of oil filled his vision. His throat constricted in fear as he stared at the liquid. There was so much of it, everywhere. He felt like passing out but the adrenaline kicked in forcing him not too. He looked up to Sally's drooped eyes and watched them slowly slide closed.

"Sally! SALLY!" he screamed. What do I do? There's not enough time…not enough time, his mind whirled with frantic thoughts. He wanted to run away from the mortifying scene and cry. He wanted to so badly, when he suddenly shifted into a whole new gear. This was a flight or fight situation and he wasn't going to take the easy way out.

McQueen bolted forward running over the switch of the lift and Sally began descending. His eyes darted around the room searching the piles of junk. He dug through old paint cans and hubcaps until he found a rusty chain link. By now Sally's body had reached the ground and he raced over to release her from the lift. Then he secured one end of the chain to her back axle and fastened the other end to his own. He drove straight through Sally's oil and busted out the doors.

He didn't remember the last time he'd drove so fast towards town. The wind stung his eyes but he felt as though his senses had sharpened. Thankfully it was still too early for any traffic and he was able to reach the clinic in minutes. He flung the double doors open and was face-to-face with Doc enjoying a warm can of fuel. McQueen breathed heavily, unable to speak. Doc immediately pushed his can to the side in hastily. He quickly removed the hook from McQueen's axle and hauled Sally into a back room without a word.

McQueen sat alone for a minute still catching his breathe. Sticky oil clung to his treads. He couldn't shake the feeling of how cold her body had been when he freed her from the lift. There was nothing he could do now though, she was out of his tires…

This one was pretty short but now you know she's been found. The next question remains though...will she survive? Find out in the next chapter! :)