"Sally you need to calm down before you overheat." Doc said sternly. The young porsche was spinning around in circles.
"It's been two hours! You want me to calm down? What if he…he…" Sally broke down in a fit of tears.
"Mrs. Carrera?" Lightning's doctor rolled forward.
"How is he?" She asked.
"He's not out of the woods yet. Does he have any other family?"
"No his parents are both dead and he was an only child. Why?" She asked in fear that something was wrong.
"Just normal questions we have to ask everyone. Mr. McQueen was very lucky he could have been in much worse condition. We almost lost him but he is doing better now. He needs paint and he has a few dents, but we repaired his engine and all major parts. We won't know anything more until he wakes up." The doctor explained.
"Can I see him?" Sally asked.
"Follow me." Sally followed the doctor to Lightning's room. She rolled up next to Lightning.
"Hey Stickers." She nuzzled his fender a little, "Wake up for me. Please. I love you." Sally started to cry. "I cant live without you. Please. Wake up. When you do I'll be right here. I promise. I love you." Sally continued to talk to Lightning throughout the night till finally sleep overcame her.
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'BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!'
Sally awoke to the sound of screaming machines. She turned around in time to see a team of doctors and nurses rush into the room.
"Miss you are going to need to backup." Said one nurse pushing Sally away from Lightning.
"Please! Let me stay! Lightning!" Sally cried trying to get back in the room.
"Miss you can't be in here!" The nurse said again this time pushing Sally out the door. Sally strained to see what was going on in the room.
"We're loosing him!" One nurse shouted.
"No!" Sally cried as she watched the love of her life slip into death's hands.
A/N: Who needs me to get out the defibrillator?