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Chapter 11- The Truth About Doc's Past

Harper finished taking pictures of his axle. "You all right?" He noticed that Lightning had his eyes tightly closed and he was swallowing a few times. "I will be as soon as the stars before my eyes go away." Lightning said "Could you get me a bucket or something, in case I vomit." "Sure Kid" Doc said. He grabed the closest trash can and scooted it right under Lightning's bumper. "Thank you Harper for your help." "Anytime Doc" Harper said. "If you need me again all you have to is ask." She turned and faced Lightning "Lightning, if you want I can come back later and check on you." "No, it's ok Harper, but thank you for asking and assisting Doc" Lightning said "Doc's here he can keep an eye on me." "Oh, I'm sure he will" Harper said "I'll see you around" and she drove away. "I'm going to get you some ice, you need to sit on it for twenty minutes then we need to get a hold if the racing superintendent." "Why, I not done anything wrong." Lightning said "I know you need antibiotics to get that infection under control. Your injury has to be documented. Kid, I'm serous about filing a complaint ageist the doctor that treated you. Most antibiotics will show up on a drug screen. So to prevent any problems later, we need to file paperwork with the superintendent" Doc said. "The track at Houston has three doctors, which one of them did you see." "Uh…one…of…them" Lightning said slowly "I don't remember, I was bleeding at the time." "Never mind, I need to call and get your record any way." Doc said "Just wait here" and he left.

An hour later: Racing Superintendent Fabio came by the table. Doc had called Houston International Raceway and had Lightning's medical report faxed to him. Lightning recounted what had happed at Sunday's race. Fabio looked over the medial report, and then he looked at Lightning's axle. Doc even showed him the metal fragments that he pulled out of Lightning's wound. "I know your reputation Doc, but just to make sure that there is no conflict of interest, I'll need one of the track doctors to look at Lightning's injury. If they agree with your findings, then I will approve of the use of the antibiotics. Did you have any one witness you pulling the metal fragments out of Lightning's axle?" Fabio asked. "Nurse Harper assisted me." Doc said "She also pulled out a few shards; in fact she pulled out the largest piece." "I will make a report to Dr. Bull Riddell. As you know he's the head of medical services for the league. So all tracks medical services are under his command. I'm assuming that he'll want to talk to you." Fabio said "It looks to me that you have a valid complaint." Fabio drove away with out saying another word.

It was only about ten minutes until a track doctor appeared at Lightning's table. "Hello Lightning, Doc" Bella, the track doctor said. "I'm Dr. Bella Underwood; I got the superintendent's request for me to examine your axle. Do you want to do it now, or later?" "Now would be great" Lightning said. She read the report from Houston. Then she started interviewing Lightning on what happed. Again Lightning recounted what had happed at Sunday's race. When she was done with the interview, she drove under him and examined his axle. "Wow, that's a nasty gash." Bella said, Lightning could feel her poking around. "I can see why Doc is requesting permission for you to take antibiotics" Bella said. "Then you're going to approve Doc's request?" Lightning asked "Absolutely, you need definitely need some antibiotics, the wound looks like it's infected" she said. "Just wait here; I will give the superintendent my report."

An hour later: Lightning backed down the ramp that lead to the elevated table and parked beside Doc. Doc had a box that had eight small vials in it, and a syringe. Doc handed the box to Lightning. "This is your antibiotics, starting tomorrow morning, take one vile in the morning and one in the evening for the next four days. Make sure you take it with food or they will tear up your stomach" Doc said. "What's in the syringe?" Lightning asked "It's also an antibiotic, you need something immediately" Doc said. Dr. Underwood highly recommended it." He moved to Lightning's rear and administered the antibiotics. "Now go to your trailer and rest" Doc said. "I'll be by later to check on you." "Thanks, Doc" Lightning said as his axle shook violently when he put some weight on it. "No problem, Kid," Doc said. He looked over to Lightning "You okay?" "I think so" Lightning said. "I can't put any weight on my axle without it causing pain." "Do you think you need crutches?" Doc asked, a tiny bit of concern in his voice. "I don't think so," Lightning said, taking a deep breath "I'm going to give you one," Doc said. "No, Doc," Lightning said. "I really don't want crutches." "If you're sure, Kid" Doc said. "Just be careful." "I will," Lightning said. Then his phone started ringing.

"Hello?" Lightning asked. "Hey!" Sally's voice said. "Are you in Philadelphia?" "Yeah," Lightning said. "Are you back home?" "No," Sally said. "I flew to L.A. instead. I'm visiting my parents and going to the visit the place where we're getting married to make the final arrangements. "Oh," Lightning said. "That sounds great." "Good," Sally said. "Well I have to go," Lightning said. "I'll talk to you later" "Okay," Sally said. "Love you." "Love you too," Lightning said, not wanting Doc to overhear him. "Bye." Lightning hung up his phone and sighed. "She's driving me crazy with all these plans," He said under his breath. Lightning thought he said it quietly to where it was only to himself, but unfortunately Doc has good hearing and sure enough, Doc overheard him, thinking the statement was addressed to him. "How many times do I have to tell you I don't care about your stupid wedding!" Doc said furiously. "It'll probably fall through like the last time you were engaged!" Lightning's stomach lurched as he stood staring at Doc. He had never thought no matter how much Doc disagreed with the wedding that he would go to that extreme. "I didn't mean to say that," Doc said. "Yes, you did," Lightning said quietly. He hobbled out of the medical building, putting as much weight on his axle as it would permit. Lightning drove back to his trailer, not even noticing the rain falling from the cloudy gray sky above him.

He drove up the ramp of his trailer and closed the door. Lightning turned on his television and was surprised to see himself on the screen. "Lightning McQueen, the rookie sensation of two seasons ago, suffered a horrifying wreck last year," the commentator said. "He could not return for the rest of racing season. Lightning is this season's Piston Cup point leader, but last year wreck has had lasting effects that are taking their toll on him this year. We all know that Lightning crushed his front right axle. That axle has been bothering him relentlessly. It has had swelling in it, and he has been receiving physical therapy to help with the pain. In this past Sunday's race, Lightning drove over some debris and he split it open. Lightning's axle now has four staples in it." "Six, and I'm taking antibiotics because it got infected." Lightning corrected the television quietly. "Lightning been through a lot," Doc said, appearing on the screen. "But he's tough. He'll make it through this." With that, Lightning switched the television off, only to hear a banging on the trailer's door. "Rookie, it's me," Doc called gruffly. "Look, Kid, I'm sorry for what I said. I don't know what I was thinking." He then paused. "Please open the door; I have some stuff to explain."

Lightning lowered the ramp and hobbled out. "You don't look too good," Doc said a concerned expression on his face. "I'm fine," Lightning said coldly. "Now what were you saying?" "I have some stuff to explain," Doc said lowly, rain was now poring from the sky. "Just listen to me, okay?" "I'll try," Lightning said in the same icy voice. Doc looked at the ground. "When I was in my fifth season, I was engaged." Lightning looked up. He had not known Doc had ever been engaged. "And-uh," Doc said, getting quieter. "My fiancé was planning to surprising me and come and watching me race when I was in Houston." Doc's voice started shaking. "On the way, she-ugh, got hit hood on by a drunk car driving down the wrong side of the road… she…ugh…she was killed instantly. (AN-Yes that happed to my first husband) That's why I've been so distant about your wedding. I'm sorry, Kid, my grief has gotten the way of your and Sally's happiness. I'd be more than happy to marry you and Sally if the position is still available." Lightning was completely shocked. "I'm so sorry, Doc," he said, not knowing what else he could say. "I'm sorry I've complained so much about my wedding in front of you. That must have brought back horrible memories. Of course you can still marry us, I can't think of anyone better." "Don't worry about it, Rookie," Doc said, tears in his eyes. "I figured you should know why I've been so rude lately" "It's fine" Lightning said "What was her name?" "Julie," Doc replied. "That's why I was in Alabama. That's where she is buried." "I'm sorry," Lightning said, feeling like a broken record. "Was she pretty?" "Oh yeah, very pretty" Doc said, laughing a bit, a tear running down his hood. "She looked a lot like Sally to tell you the truth, pretty close to the same paint color, he pulled out an old worn out photo of her." "Did she go crazy with wedding plans like Sally is?" Lightning asked. "Not as much as Sally is," Doc said. "But she was definitely excited."