KITT had been driving long and hard for the past few hours. The desert sky was now pitch black. Only the distant sparkling of stars could be seen and gave any sort of light in the night sky.

KITT abruptly pulled off of the road with his tires screeching in protest. His earlier adrenaline rush had not subsided in the slightest. His frame shook with all the anger and hatred he was supposed to be unable to feel.

He was mad at himself. He knew there was something he could've done to prevent what happened to his driver.

He knew there was something.

KITT's frame shook with rage. He growled low and deep like wolf defending its pack.

"What did I do wrong? Tell me Michael. Tell me what I did wrong!" KITT hissed angrily to anything listening. His voice shaking ever so slightly.

Suddenly all the images from what happened earlier came pouring into his CPU like a freight train.

David Wells…

His men….

The gun….

The shooting…

Michael falling…

Blood…

So much blood….

"No…nononono! Stop! STOP!" KITT's frame shook more violently than before as the images raced around him.

Tormenting him.

Weakening him.

Criticizing him.

The images played in his CPU like a flap book. All racing to create a moving image. As they picked up speed, they cornered him into a corner inside his CPU. He was pinned there so he was forced to look at them. Engraving them into his mind.

KITT shook with fear. Was this Michael getting back at him for letting him die like he did? Oh was it purely his imagination doing this to him?

His virtual eyes shot around for any way to escape them. When he found a gap, he shot through it…

And ran.

He ran for all he was worth inside his CPU. Turning down every corner, jumping over any blockade set in his path, stopping only to catch his breath.

Then right when he thought he was safe, they came at him from out of nowhere. Corning him yet again.

His virtual eye grew wide with fear.

He wouldn't let these images get to him. Not now. Not ever.

He came fully back online and started his powerful engine. It howled with fear before he gunned it. Kicking up dust and debris along the way as he raced down the highway. Trying to run away from his problems.

But the images were relentless. They wouldn't give up for anything. He drove faster as they started to flood his CPU again. One by one.

KITT tried to push them away. But they fought back with equal force. Again the image invaded his mind. Taking over like a virus.

"STOP! LEAVE ME ALONE!" KITT screamed at the images before him, but they continued to come.

KITT had enough with this torture. He growled deathly at the images and stood defiantly at them. Ready for anything and everything they may through at him.

Just when KITT was about to begin fighting them, a lone image of just him and Michael suddenly came forward. Not in a threatening manner, but a comforting one.

The image had Michael crouching in front of his scanner giving the camera man a thumbs up and a pearly white smile.

KITT gasped slightly. He went to back away from the image, but…he couldn't.

Something about it made him stop. He continued to stare at it in shock….

When all the sudden….the man at his scanner came to life.

He crawled out of the image and came slowly stepping in front of KITT. He had a ghostly like haze around him. But was indeed Michael.

The ghostly figure of Michael smiled warmly at KITT.

"Hey Buddy," The figure said still smiling.

"MICHAEL!"

The moment Michael said those words, KITT burst into tears and began to sob. Michael calmly walked over to him and wrapped him in a fatherly hug. KITT immediately returned it as he continued to sob into Michael's chest. Michael held him tighter as KITT's sobs became harder.

"Shhh..its ok KITT. Its ok. I'm here. I'm here." He whispered as KITT clung to him like a life line. Michael felt tears leave his own eyes watching how his best friend reacted to him appearing here.

KITT gently pulled away from him as he tried his best to compose himself.

"W-what are y-you d-doing here?" his voice was squawky from crying and was still shaking slightly.

"I came to see what happened to you KITT." Michael stated sadly as he looked into KITT's eyes. "You're not the same KITT I know and love buddy. What happened?" he asked gently as he laid a hand on KITT's shoulder.

Fresh tears quickly took their place in KITT's eyes again. How could he not know? How could he not know that he was the reason for his actions these past few hours?

"You." He whispered. "I can't live with myself knowing….knowing I-I failed you." His voice cracked. He turned away from Michael when he felt tears run down his face.

Michael's heart ached for the AI. The poor guy was going through hell right now.

And there was nothing he could do but be there for him.

"KITT," he said gently as he wrapped him in a comforting embrace again. "you didn't fail me buddy. You did exactly as you were supposed to."

"H-how?" His voice cracked again.

"You thought of a plan KITT to help get me outta there," He hugged him tighter. "and that was anything but failing buddy."

"But," Tears fell from KITT's eyes at a faster rate than before. "I still didn't save you, Michael. You're not here," KITT cried. "with me, with the others… but instead your dead Michael! BECAUSE OF ME!"

He began to pace the room as Michael stared at him.

"I KILLED YOU MICHAEL!" He screamed as he collapsed to the ground.

"KITT stop it!" Michael spoke firmly as he walked over to him. "you didn't kill me, ok? None of this is your fault. Stop thinking that it is, because it isn't. None of it is." He spoke slowly like if he was explaining it to a child.

"HOW?!" KITT snapped back. "How is none of this my fault?! I-"

But he was cut short. For he realized….that there really was nothing he could've done to help Michael. He couldn't have crashed through the building, and he couldn't have asked for help for no one would have listened to a talking car. There was nothing he could have done differently. Nothing.

"There was nothing I could've done." He muttered to himself as he looked back up at Michael with tears still in his eyes.

Michael smiled sadly at him before they embraced.

"None of this is your fault, KITT." He whispered as they held tighter to each other. "Please stop tearing yourself up over it. I don't want to see you like this anymore KITT. It hurts me to see you so messed up." His own voice cracked as a tear slid down his cheek. KITT buried his face into Michael's chest as he, too, began to cry.

The two sat like that for what seemed like eternity. Both allowing their emotions to flow free finally.

When they separated, they both smiled sadly at each other.

"You gonna be ok, buddy?" He said with a smile.

KITT returned it gladly. He felt a lot better now.

"Yeah, thanks."

Michael gave him a nod before turning towards the image he came from. But before he stepped in, he turned towards KITT.

"I want you to promise me something KITT." He spoke with a serious tone.

"Ok, what is it?" He said curiously.

"I want you to promise me that you'll go back to the Foundation."

KITT took a second to think about this. If he went back wouldn't he get in trouble? He is, after all, a wanted criminal right now.

"Michael, I..I don't know if I could. After all that I've done, it would be risky. I mean, I could end up in an impound lot before I even step foot on FLAG's grounds."

"KITT," He spoke firmly but softly. "go back to the Foundation. Promise me that you will."

"I…I-"

"Promise me, KITT."

"I-I promise."

Michael smiled at him once more.

"Thank you KITT. I knew I could always count on you." He turned to walk back into the image, when KITT called to him.

"Wait," he walked up to him. "will I ever see you again?"

Michael gave him a wink.

"I'm always here. Just do exactly as you did before, pal. I'll answer." And with that he was gone.

All of the images, everything disappeared.

KITT was a little sad to see Michael go, but he now knew that he would always be with him. Just a simple call away.

KITT smiled to himself. He was very grateful for being able to keep contact with Michael.

He once again came fully back online, started up his powerful turbine engine and headed in the opposite direction at full speed.

It's time he avenged Michael's death with the help of his family.

It's time he learned to face his fears instead of run away from them.

It's time…he came home.