Surprisingly these chapters are all around the same length so far? Wonder how long THAT'S gonna keep up.

Thank you for the reviews!

lol remember when I wrote myself into my fanfics when I was like 13? hahaha unfortunately that's still a thing and I don't know how to change it. hahahahahah
(I mean okay it obviously isn't EXACTLY me. It's like a taller, older, prettier, more talented and more paranoid version of me..? That also has psychological damage from childhood? lol?)

Finn softly moaned at the noise coming from his bedside table. Without even bothering to look at the caller ID, he squinted to find the "answer" button and held it to his ear.

"If this is Siddeley and/or Mater I'm hanging up." He groaned.

"Finn, if you hang up, I will never forgive you. This is important."

Finn rolled his eyes and groggily sat up. "What is it...? And please don't tell me it's about the Ghostlight or some nonsense..."

"Finn..." Siddeley warned.

Finn glanced next to him when a light turned on to see Stacy sitting up with her hand on the lamp on her bedside table.

Finn sat up a little straighter at his friend's tone of voice.

"I got a call earlier today." Siddeley slowly explained.

"From whom?" Finn asked.

Siddeley hesitated for a moment. "Finn, Stalker Siddeley called me." He enunciated each word.

Finn froze.

"Finn?" Stacy asked. "Finn, what's wrong?" She demanded as she saw the look on his face. It wasn't much, but it could still be classified as "panic" from Finn.

"Finn?" Siddeley asked.

"We're packing our things and heading over to CHROME for a pilot to take us over there. I'll see you as soon as I can." Finn told Siddeley, hung up the phone, and leapt out of bed.

"Finn?!" Stacy threw her own covers off of her and got up.

"We have to go to Radiator Springs. Wake the kids and tell them to pack a few things."

"Not until you tell me what's going on." Stacy crossed her arms over her chest.

Finn stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her. "It's... him. Stalker Siddeley."

Stacy's eyes widened. "...I'll go wake the kids." She let out a shaky breath and hurried out of the room.

"River..." Stacy spoke softly as she rubbed her daughter's shoulder.

River groaned. "Five more minutes..."

Stacy laughed softly. "I'm not getting you up for school."

"You aren't?" Clementine jumped to a sitting up position.

"Would I be waking you up for school this early? Besides, tomorrow's Saturday."

River glanced at the clock. "What the heck, mum? I don't,"—the rest of her sentence was muffled by her pillow and she dropped it on top of her head—"wanna be up this early..."

"Come on, you two. Get up and pack clothes and things for a few days. We're catching a plane ASAP."

"What? Is dad okay?" Clementine asked.

"He's fine. Come on. Up!" Stacy urged, patting her daughter's back, then stood and walked out of the room.

She said the same to Leland.

"What's wrong?" He had asked.

Stacy told him the same thing she told his sisters.

"Okay." He replied as he rubbed his eye.

Stacy walked back and leaned against the doorway of her room to see Finn zipping up a suitcase.

"You should go make some kind of breakfast." He suggested.

Stacy watched Finn for a minute. "We need to call the school."

"Hm," Finn agreed. "I'll do it."

Sighing quietly, Stacy walked out into the hall and flipped on a light switch and she walked by.

"Mum, where are going?" River asked once in the kitchen.

"Radiator Springs." Stacy replied while getting things out of the fridge. "Would you like to eat anything?"

"What're ya making?" She asked.

"I was gonna make some eggs." Stacy replied.

"Okay." River agreed. "I'm gonna go get dressed." She announced, then left the kitchen.

Leland came into the kitchen a few minutes later with a suitcase. All the children had their own suitcases, seeing how the family traveled quite a bit.

He placed it in the foyer and then joined his mother in the kitchen.

"Want some eggs, Le?" Stacy asked, still successfully concealing the churning, anxious feeling in her stomach.

"Yes, please." Leland answered, sitting down at the table.

Stacy was in the process of bringing a plate of eggs over to Leland just as Finn entered the kitchen.

"Stacy," Finn began.

Stacy jumped slightly and dropped the plate of eggs onto the floor. Glass and bits of scrambled eggs spread out around her feet.

"God damn it," she whispered and got down to try and clean up with her shaky hands.

"What happened?" River asked, poking her head into the kitchen.

"River, darling, would you mind cleaning that plate up? Your mother and I have to discuss something."

River looked upset about the chore but obliged. "Sure." She frowned.

Finn led Stacy out of the kitchen and into the foyer as she was mumbling something about the "stupid slippery plate and stupid eggs and stupid floor".

"Are you alright?" He asked once they were out of earshot, taking his wife's shaking hands.

"Do you really think it's a good idea to bring the kids?" Stacy worriedly asked.

"Well... Quite honestly, no." Finn replied. "But where else are they supposed to go?"

Stacy sighed. "I just... I don't know. I'm not comfortable with... This whole thing." She admitted. "Finn, I... I died." She whispered. "If that happens to either of us or the kids..."

Finn sighed and pulled his wife into a hug. "I know. I never want that to happen again, but... Siddeley called us for a reason."

"What if he... The doors?" She asked. "Finn, he showed us Gray. And he looked so... So real. I don't ever wanna see him again... And..." Stacy sighed. "I've gained a lot of irrational fears since then, Finn!" Stacy complained.

"I know. Don't worry. If worse comes to worst, we'll get someone to watch all the children."

"Okay." Stacy agreed.

"Mum? Dad?"

Finn and Stacy spun around in panic to see Clementine. They exchanged a glance as if asking, How long has she been standing there?!

"I've got a suitcase." She announced.

Stacy forced a smile. "Great. Why don't you put it by Leland's?"

Clementine nodded and proceeded to do what her mother instructed.

...

"Sarah, please, Siddeley's not here, and we really need to get to Arizona." Finn pleaded.

Sarah sighed. "Fine." The CHROME pilot finally agreed. "But I'm landing in an airport, understand?"

Finn smiled. "Completely."

Stacy urged the children on board while Finn and Sarah talked about their destination.

"Mum?" River asked.

"Yes, sweetie?" Stacy turned around to look at her.

"Are you okay?"

"What do you mean, River?"

"I mean... You keep looking over your shoulder like you expect something to be there."

Stacy smiled. "Oh, that's just my paranoid self. You know that." She answered, stroking her daughter's hair.

"Why are we going to Radiator Springs?" Leland asked.

Sometimes Stacy really hated being the mother of the kids who inherited Finn McMissile's observation skills.

"Uncle Siddeley needs Dad's help."

"What's wrong with Uncle Siddeley? Is he okay?" Clementine inquired.

"Uncle Sid's paranoid, too." Stacy joked. "Now, come on, try to get some sleep before we get there." Stacy encouraged as she heard the jet start.

Finn walked up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder. They exchanged a worried glance.

"It'll be alright." Finn whispered and kissed her hair as she slipped into his embrace.

...

"Oh, so glad you could come so quickly." Becca sighed as she opened the door.

Of course, with afterburners to help, the normally long flight from England to Arizona was finished in more than half the time.

"Is Sid alright?" Finn—who had a sleeping Leland in his arms—asked.

"Yeah. I, uh... Made him take a sleeping pill. So, needless to say he was pretty loopy and out of it." Becca gave a small smile. "He's sound asleep. Where's Stacy?"

"Talking to Sally." Finn replied.

"I'm guessing she's got the girls?" Becca asked.

Finn nodded. "Clem and Leland—" Finn gently patted his son's back as he said his name, "—luckily fell asleep during the flight, but River..." Finn chuckled and sighed. "She's a paranoid girl. Won't stop asking what's going on. Gets that from her mother..." Finn pursed his lips.

"Obviously." Becca smiled. "What else did she get?"

Finn sighed. "Hopefully not the ability to gain dozens of irrational fears."

"I hear that." Becca sighed. "I'll never forget that night we all camped out in the café because of that storm. She would not shut up about salting the windows." She laughed. "Anyway, you should get back to her at the Cozy Cone. Come by in the morning."

"Will do." Finn nodded. "Goodnight. Stay safe."

"You too." Becca replied, then closed the door.

So for now, my plan is to post a chapter a week. We'll see how long that lasts for. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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