I am not dead! I am still here! Here is the next chapter! Sorry for all the wait, but teachers find it funny to dump heap full s of homework on us, so I have been quite busy.
Pancake3298: Yes, there was more birthday treaties! I enjoyed the piece of V-Francesco Cake!
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Ok so, on with the the chapter.
(A Little note: My notes in the story are in brackets, bold and italics!)

"Do you feel alright Francesco?" He asked, worry cracking through his words. I hadn't spoken in a few minutes and I think he was worried that I had hurt myself again.

"I'm fine; can we carry on now please?"

"No. You don't want to hurt yourself again. Are you sure you feel alright after that drink? Obviously bearing in mind what the last on did to you."

"I'm fine." I reassured him. I felt a little queasy but it was nothing that wouldn't pass. "If we aren't going to practice anymore, can we go see if it is the right time to ring Lightning?"

"Ok then." He said, starting to drive towards the exit. He paused, and then called tome. "Wait a minute. Do you want to practice here tomorrow? If so, I will go book it now before we leave."

"That would be great. I'll wait here for you!" I called after him. I heard an amused chuckle before he was out of earshot. I waited without out moving a single tire for a while before he came back into sight, then into earshot. We started our short drive home, and nothing was really said, and I was thankful for that because I was too busy thinking about other things. As soon as we arrived home, I checked the time in America. 3pm. Perfect. Picking up the phone on my way passed, I made my way over to the couch. I dialled his number and waited. Triple rings. He picked up after the third ring.

"Hello."

"Ciao Lightning."

"Hey Francesco. How are you?"

"Francesco is fine, he assures you. Now, how about yourself?" (You know Francesco is getting better when he starts to talk about himself in 3rd person!)

"I'm good thanks. Have you made your decision yet?"

"Si. Si. Francesco will be there. But when, that is the question."

"Whenever you are ready to be beaten!"

Lightning's POV

"Whenever you are ready to be beaten!" I challenged down the phone. Sally looked at me and rolled her eyes. She knew who I was talking to and always wondered why we were always throwing challenges and insults at each other. The line had been quiet for a minute, Francesco was still there but thinking of a suitable response. I had put him on loudspeaker, for a laugh for Sally. He finally thought of a retort.

"That is never then! Francesco is never ready to be beaten and will never be beaten!" It was a retort me and Sally had to laugh at, as we both knew that I had beaten him in the 2nd race of the World Grand Prix.

"Ok then, seriously. When do you want to come?"

"When do you want Francesco to come?" He answered my question with another question, which I found extremely annoying.

"Can you do in about a week?"

"Si. Francesco will be there in a week then! Ciao!"

"See ya soon! Bye!" I terminated the call. I drove up to Sally and nuzzled her, and she nuzzled back.

"So, the date is set Sal."

"Are you going to ask about the incident?" When the news had come out on Francesco's attack, Sally had gotten upset. She liked Francesco, but not as much as she loved Lightning. It was more the shock that also on that day he got attacked, Francesco had been distracted from his usual training by something. It wasn't like him to abandon his racing. The 'something' that had bothered him in the day also bothered him through the night before he was admitted into the Porto Corsa hospital. She wouldn't stop watching the news, as if any updates on his condition would be released there if there were any. Unfortunately, Francesco had the guard on duty send the reporters scurrying with a few words. So there were no updates. I could understand his want for privacy. If it were me, I would of done the same. I decided to break the silence.

"What are you doing tonight?"

"Paperwork. As per usual."

"Your always doing paperwork." I moaned, making it sound really childish.

"I know, I know. It's just that it needs to be done. What are you planning for tonight?"

"Well, I was planning on asking someone out to dinner, but they had other plans."

"And who was this other one?"

Oh, Cliffhanger! Holidays are coming up so you maybe in for a treat of quite a few chapters! But I'm not promising anything! Reviews! Please! And if you are bored or interested in 'Artemis Fowl', Read 'Recovery'. Which is one of mine. Review that too please! With anything from comments to Improvements. Anything Welcome. (Execpt Flamers)