I do not claim to own Cars or the car-acters contained therin. Pixar does.

"Now remember Miss Shiftwell, this may be a simulated mission but we are not in the HD. If you let on where you are from, it would not make for a good mark to say the least," a voice says over Holley's internal radio.

"Roger that Agent Gibbs," Holley replies.

"Please, Holley. I asked you to call me Mary. I didn't graduate form the academy that long ago!"

"Sorry. I'm just a little nervous."

"Ah, don't be. It should be pretty simple. Of course, as soon as you get in range, I'll be off the radio and you'll be on your own apart from your instructions."

"All right. Might as well sign off now then," the purple car sighs. "Holley Shiftwell over and out."

"Don't you mean Doreen?" the training instructor teases from the other end of the radio.

Holley simply grumbles something about the horrendous under-cover training names the Academy has and then disconnects her radio. At least the town had come into view…after a seemingly never ending stretch of desert. So far, Route 66 wasn't shaping up to be what Holley had expected. The last town she had driven through had been a veritable ghost town. Of course, the town she was headed to didn't look much better.

As she passes a sign announcing that the town is just five miles away, Holley looks in her rearview mirrors to check her disguise. It was a tad more complex than the normal disguises agents used in the field. Normally, they would just have a small device attached to them that would afford them a new paint job and add a limited amount of mass such as a police light or a slightly altered body to avoid immediate detection. For some missions, agents needed more mass added, especially for deep-undercover ones. For these, special devices were used that would allow the casing that surrounded the agent on such missions to retract or activate very quickly. Holley has one such device on for this simulated mission. She is disguised as a pickup truck, though a slightly Jaguar-looking one.

Holley is startled out of her nervousness when she sees a baby-blue Porsche 911 Carrera parked in her path, a smile plastered across her bumper.

"Hello. Welcome to Radiator Springs, gateway to Ornament Valley. Legendary for its quality service and friendly hospitality. How can I help you?"

"Yes, thank you. I need a place to stay for the night… Do you know where I can find…" Holley says, pausing for a moment as she thinks back to her debriefing, "the Cozy Cone Motel?"

An excited gasp escapes the Porsche. "Of course! I'm the owner of the Cozy Cone! Follow me please!"

Holley follows the Porsche carefully, still not fully accustomed to the slightly higher axles involved in her disguise. After driving past a certain tow truck's junk yard, the two cars turn into the motel- one of the outermost structures of the town Holley notices… along with the significant lack of noise in the small town.

"It sure is quite around here…" the Jaguar-disguised-as-a-truck comments Sally, as she has learned the Porsche is called, opens Cone #1 for her.

"Yeah…" Sally says with a faraway look in her eyes. "It hasn't been the same for the town since the Interstate was built. 'Course, I wasn't around then," she says with a slight chuckle, "I came much later…"

"I would think that Route 66 would be a huge tourist attraction!" Holley says, incredulous.

"Yeah, you'd think. Cars just want to save ten minutes of driving. They don't care about the scenery… But hey, don't let me get you down," Sally smiles. "There's still… well, not a ton to do, but we've got beautiful scenery just outside of town, a café, a curio shop…"

"Sounds lovely," Holley comments, looking around her Cone for any possible clues for her mission.

"Yeah, well, just to forewarn you… we don't see a lot of visitors around here so a lot of the cars in town can get…" Sally pauses as she searches for the right word, "excitable when we do have visitors."

"Note taken," Holley says as she backs out of her room for the duration of her simulated mission after she doesn't see any apparent clues. Her tank rumbles, reminding her of her long flight from England. "Know where I could get a spot of petrol?"

"Sure! Flo's isn't too far away. I'll show you the way!" the blue car says, bouncing on her axles a tad due to her own excitement of someone from outside the town helping them, no matter how small.

Holley follows the Porsche to the end of the Cozy Cone's driveway and turns on her signal. She and Sally are about to turn when Holley, senses always on high alert, hears a distant sound and feels the ground rumble slightly beneath her tires. "Wait, do you feel that?" Holley asks her guide. The two cars look down the road away from the town and see a cloud of dust rising and coming closer to them.

"Mater…" Sally sighs as she reverses away from the road. "I'd get away from the road if I were you."

No sooner does Holley take her advice than a herd of stampeding tractors comes rolling through town preceded by a rusted tow truck, apparently driving for his life.

"Mater!" Sally yells, a scolding tone in her voice.

"It warn't me Miss Sally! Ah swear!" the truck yells back, executing a sharp turn into the Cozy Cone to escape from the tractors.

"Then who?"

The tow truck opens his mouth to answer, pauses, and says "All right, ya got me."

"Mater, when was the last time tractor tipping ended well?"

"Nevah…" he pouts, hazel eyes downcast.

Sally sighs, "Come on then. Sherriff's going to need all the help he can get corralling those tractors…again."

"Ok… Hey who's that Miss Sally?" Mater says as he sees Holley in her truck disguise.

"This is… Actually, I didn't catch your name. What is it?"

"Doreen. Doreen Whitney."

A/N- Ayup.

Mater: You know, I once knew this girl Doreen. Good-looking girl. Looked just like a JAGUAR, only she was a truck! You know, I used to crash into her just so I could speak to her.
Lightning: What... are you talking about?
Mater: I dunno.

Inspired by that quote! There's going to probably be a couple of chapters surrounding Holley's simulated mission as "Doreen." Suggestions are welcome! (I'm trying to decide if I want to incorporate Doc's back story from Real Gone into this... Let me know if you want to see that!)

Whoever can guess why Holley's undercover last name is "Whitney" gets an internet cookie and high-five!

Also, I'm working on a cross-over between Cars and Phineas and Ferb if you want to read it! The title is A Brand New Reality.

In addition, I wrote (well, half-wrote) another chapter of this story before I had this idea. It's about the Academy putting on a production of Phantom of the Opera... courtesy of my renewed love for this musical after seeing the 25th Anniversary production streamed LIVE from London! I'm not sure if you would want to read it. It's kinda cross-over-y and I know some of you didn't like that in one of the chapters. So let me know if you want to see that chapter compleated!

Suggestions outside of this mini-series within a series are also welcome!

Please review!

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