Author's Notes: Here's chapter 7! It starting to look bleak for Chick. Will anyone find the stockcar or will the worse unfold? Read, Review & Enjoy! Also I don't own Cars they're with Disney/Pixar and I only have this idea blah blah blah...

Lightning paced anxiously in the clinic and Doc was with him. They were waiting for any new updates on Sheriff's search but nothing new came. Mentally the red stockcar was kicking himself down repeatedly.

"This is all my fault...I shouldn't have been so harsh on him...Now he's who knows where and possibly fighting for his life or worse..."

Doc looked at his rookie seeing he was really annoyed with himself. He could see he wanted to try and make his rival better but he feels instead he made it worse. He tried his best to comfort his annoyed protege.

"Look kid it ain't your fault you just did what you thought was right. Besides you should know Chick was gonna try this anyway...Also I lost you once only I had your fuel tank siphoned so you couldn't run off that far.."

Lightning slammed his brakes which made a screech remembering something "I siphoned Chick's fuel tank! If I did and he's hurt he'll never be able to get back or go and get any help.."

Doc raised a windshield looking out of the clinic window to see a storm coming. The sky was black and the wind was picking up. Thunder roared in the distance as it approached them.

"Sheriff better hurry up..There's a storm coming and it doesn't look good..."

"I'm going to look for Chick Doc...I just can't sit here with the fact he could be hurt and stranded in a bad storm.."

"Rookie-"

Before Doc could warn him Lightning already left out of the clinic in search for his rival. The Hudson Hornet sighed muttering quietly under his breath.

"Please be careful kid..."

Chick still remained where he fell and for the first time in his life he felt as though he was ready to give up...He opened his eyes and looked up at the grey sky sighing.

What's left of me now..? Really no reason to fight...

It soon got humid and his breathing soon got labored because it was thick plus his injuries were taking a toll on him...He laid there thinking what was left of his life to fight for. Who would even care? No one liked him. He was just another heartless racer in their eyes. He meant nothing to anyone.

He was going to push himself as far as he could even if he was breaking limits. He got up his vision blurred once more his tank dropping. He limped half his chassis covered in mud his eyes narrowed pushing himself on.

"...C-come on Hicks...Y-Your not a quitter your a fighter.."

Out of all the things he fought through this was one fight he was losing. He mustered any remaining strength left in body and got past the tree he hit when the train hit him. The stockcar's axles were shaking as he struggled on. Moaning his axles suddenly gave out and he collapsed beside the railroad. Chick closed his eyes breathing heavily. He was slipping into unconsiousness once again and the sounds around him echoed.

He soon heard a familiar voice in the distance echoing to him.

"Chick!"

McQueen...He actually found me...late...But he found me...

Lightning raced up and saw Chick for the first time that day. His eyes widened in horror as soon as he saw the racecar. The strong, cocky, arrogant rival he once knew who would put the fear in any car was now badly injured, weak and literally fighting for his life.

The red stockcar winced worriedly and drove up to Chick's side which at this point was heaving from his breathing. Lightning gently nudged Chick

"...Chick...?"

The green stockcar opened his eyes and weakly looked at Lightning "...Hey McQueen..."

"Just hang in there Chick I'll radio Doc to come here and-"

Chick just stopped him by raising a tire up shakily.

He panted inbetween words as he was fighting to stay consious

"Listen...Rookie...Forget about me...I don't...Deserve another chance...No one likes me...They all...love you...What's left to live for...?"

"Don't say that Chick! There are cars who like you! You can't give up now!"

"...Name one...McQueen...Name one car...Who likes me..."

Lightning wasn't sure exactly why he was going to say this. It was either to get Chick enough courage to fight or because it was the truth. He would never really know as long as he lived...He breathed in deeply giving Chick an answer that would surprise them both.

"...I do..."

A long tank dropping silence swarmed around the two racers. It was so quiet Lightning could hear Chick's breathing clearly. He practically winced at the way it sounded unable to even think how it felt. At this point he was just wondering if he made the right move and what was going through Chick's mind...

The stockcar just thought over Lightning's words. He was surprised to hear that the rival he despised so much actually cared about him. He soon broke the silence with a cough that made Lightning wince once again. He looked at Lightning his eyes that were full of flare and pride now drained away..Only thing in his eyes now was pain...

"...But...I'm a ruthless racer...Why would anyone...like me...?"

Lightning eyes shifted to the side then back at Chick. He was a ruthless racer but he believed that with a little more training he could be a good friend. He never really hated Chick but he wasn't his favorite opponent either.

"Because we can change that. I can train you and make you a better car. Besides you might even be a good friend Chick.."

Now that hit Chick in a way that he's never felt before. To hear that from his rival actually touched him...To think that all these years no one cared about him...

"Call Doc Mcqueen...I ain't...giving up...just yet..." The green stockcar gave Lightning a smile he reconized.

Lightning smirked as well "That's the Chick I know!"

He soon radioed Doc for help.