It has only been two nights. Two nights and this baby was already getting on his nerves. He slowly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, and looked at the alarm clock. 2:39 a.m. He growled and slowly drove towards Lightning's basket. As soon as the baby laid eyes on Doc, he started to giggle. Doc sighed. The baby has done the same thing three times tonight. He was obviously the kind of car that was always seeking attention. He placed the baby on the floor and let him wonder around the room. Being so young, Lightning couldn't consume fuel until he was around three months old, so the baby car had to pull himself forward with his front tires for now.

He accidentally slammed his hood with a table. He shook himself and took off to another direction. Doc chuckled as he watched Lightning poking one of his medicine books. Sure, he never imagined himself a… father.

They word sounded so foreign to him. His own father wasn't so loving towards him. He never taught him how to be a father or how to deal with kids or anything else really. He had to learn it on his own. He didn't know the first thing about babies other than how their health should be. Guess he was consumed in his own thoughts because he didn't noticed the little car poking his hood, obviously wanting to be picked up. Doc put him over his hood and the baby started to explore his surroundings. Everything was seemed smaller to him and it fascinated him. Doc smiled as the baby looked at him in the eyes. That's when it hit him.

This baby was needing him. He had no one else in this cruel world other than him. The baby was trusting him to be taken care of. Depending on him to feed him and cure him when he's sick. To watch him fall and help him stand up again and again. To be there in the most important moments of his life. The day he learns to drive, to talk, all the way up to his wedding and the birth of his own children. This baby gave him unconditional love from the very beginning. He was here to make a difference in Doc's life.

He was there to be loved above anything else.

Doc chuckled. He always considered life was like racing. You started up at one point and finished on another, and when you finish, that's when you noticed that everything went too fast. This kid was just a rookie. "Well, rookie, I guess you really are my son."

Lightning, not understanding anything, stared into Doc's crystal blue eyes. He quickly decided that stared into someone else's eyes was pretty boring, so he decided to try suck on his tiny tire. Doc laughed and placed the kid on the floor. But as soon as Lightning touched the floor, he started whimpering. Doc quickly put him back over his hood and the baby ceased with the whimpers. He just stretched his axles and fell asleep.

Doc sighed. He really should make him sleep on his own so this couldn't happen in the future. 'But one night won't hurt, right?'

So he just made himself comfortable and fell asleep as well.