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Rated M for language and sex.
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The next morning, Doc woke Lightning woke up very early and said that he said that he wanted to check on his axles. Once they arrived at Doc's office. Lightning parked onto the platform; the paper was rough on his still tender undercarriage, Lightning heaved a sigh as Doc examined him. "Well Rookie I have good news, I feel that you have recovered enough for you to be released from the hospital." Doc said. "That's great news Doc, that means I can go back to staying in my cozy cone," Lightning said happily. Doc let him down from the lift and Lightning stretched but then regretted it when a spasm of pain shot through his underside. "Just take it one day at a time and don't do anything stupid" Doc said. "If you are doing something and it causes pain, stop doing it. You are weak and I don't want you hurting yourself. I'll see you in a few days for a check up" "Thanks Doc" Lightning said as he drove out of the office. Once Lightning was released from the hospital, he drove down the main street, pausing every once in a while to take a picture with a few of the town's customers. Feeling lost and lonely without Sally, Lightning drove down to the practice track.
One he reached the track, Lightning drove up to his maximum speed of twenty miles per hour. After 'racing' three times around the track, he noticed Doc watching him. "Hey, Doc," said Lightning, "Some exciting racing action out there, huh?" Lightning said as he drove up to Doc, "It's a start. Keep following orders and you'll be at fifty miles per hour in a month." "Only fifty?" Lightning asked "How am I supposed to get back on the track by the start of next season?" "It'll all come in time," Doc said evenly. "What if they kick me out like they did to you?" Lightning asked fearfully. Doc had been in a racing accident after his fifth season of racing. He had been out for the rest of the season, and when he went back to racing, nobody wanted him back. "You're still a rookie," said Doc. "I was starting to be old news when I got hurt." "Oh okay," Lightning said, a little reassured. "If you want to take it up to twenty-five you can, but no more than that," Doc said, somewhat sternly.
"You may want to rush it, but take it easy. The engine the hospital put in you isn't even a racing engine, so it can't power you enough to get over one hundred and twenty." "Why don't I have a racing engine?" Lightning asked, extremely shocked. "There wasn't one available" said Doc. "The hospital had to make do with what they had on hand. Your engine had been crushed and it was dieing so they were a little rushed…" "I get it, Doc" said Lightning. "I'm glad I have an engine, but I miss racing…" "I know you do," said Doc. "I have to go, get Sofia settled in her new condo, but remember, no going over twenty-five." "Okay," said Lightning, turning to face the track, then he stopped and turned back to Doc as his words sunk in. "Sofia's new condo?" Lightning asked. "I thought she had to go back to Phoenix, her vacation was over." "That was the original plan" Doc said. "But, I have convinced her to stay. I'm helping her set up her new condo. She is starting up the town's newspaper, which I now own. I don't expect it turn a profit for a year or so, but it's worth it to me to have Sophia around" "So you're a sugar daddy" Lightning said playfully. "If you're gonna fall for a high-end car you might as well be her. And if you are getting laid on a regular basis, you won't be so grouchy and be taking it out on me." Doc just glared at him "So, do I need to give you 'the talk'" Lightning playfully said. "What do you mean by that" Doc growled. "You know, what happens when a male and female get together, I can see you being a great father" Lightning said. "That won't happen" Doc said. Lightning just looked at him "Famous last words" He said. "You're a doctor, you should how it works." Doc just laughed. "Kid, I know how to pleasure a woman. I can't tell you, but trust me; Sophia is safe from getting pregnant."
Since Doc's surprising return, the race world had become obsessed with him. A bit too much for Doc's tastes but everyone eagerly wanted to know all about him because Doc was a living legend. Even teenage racing fans who grew up hearing about the legendary Hudson Hornet curiously wanted to know more about him. Doc was genuinely flattered by the warm welcome he received. The love race fans had for him now surpassed even when he was still racing. It wasn't just race fans; millions who had no interest in racing whatsoever admired the Hudson Hornet, the speed demon who terrorized competitors in the early 50s. Despite the fact that Doc had long put racing behind him, it surprised him that no one forgot him. But he didn't let the sudden renewed fame he acquired go to his hood. He eventually agreed to have a biography written about him. Releasing the full details of his rise and downfall and his encounter with Lightning, the book was a huge best-seller. It flew off the shelves. Doc was entitled to a cut of the royalties and this was where most of his outside income came from. Always frugal he saved most of it, thus allowing his net worth to exceed thirty million. He was now one of the richest cars in Arizona, definitely was the richest resident in Radiator Springs yet from looking at his humbled demeanor it was hard to tell.
Lightning started his engine and started moving forward. He made it up to twenty, and then made it up to twenty-five. Lightning rounded the turn and saw that Doc was gone. Lightning accelerated more to thirty miles an hour, and then to thirty-five. All of a sudden, Lightning's axles began to throb violently, so he quickly slowed down. "Were you supposed to be going that fast?" Lightning spun around to see Sally, not caring about the pain the spin caused. He quickly drove up to Sally and kissed her. "I missed you," he said hugging her. "Where'd you go?" "I went back to L.A. to see my family," she said. "You look great." "I'm feeling better," he said. "Once I got paint put back on my titanium it didn't burn anymore. "Good," Sally said. She moved closer to Lightning and hugged him. "But were you really supposed to be going that fast?" "No," Lightning admitted, "But you don't understand, I miss it so much, Sally. It's like someone stole my identity. I'm nothing without racing." "That's not true," Sally said. "You're Lightning McQueen; you're the best race car in the world and the love of my life." Lightning smiled at Sally. "Let's go on a drive," he said. "We're not going over thirty," Sally said. "Fine," Lightning said. He pulled away from Sally. "Come on!" Sally laughed.
Together, Lightning and Sally drove through the town and out onto Route sixty-six. They drove up to Wheel Well. There, they pulled up to the edge of the cliff and looked down upon the beautiful landscape. Neither Lightning nor Sally said anything for a while. "You're beautiful," he told Sally, turning to face her. "You're pretty attractive yourself, kinda sexy if you ask me" Sally said inching forward. Lightning kissed Sally. "Hey, Kid!" came Doc's voice through Lightning's intercom system Lightning sighed and broke away from Sally. "Yeah, Doc?" he asked. "Come on, it's time to load up!" "What?" Lightning asked. "I can't race." "Well that's a given," Doc said. "But you can still get points for just going to the races. Where are you?" "Wheel Well," Lightning, said. "Mack, Abby and I will meet you up there," Doc said. "Can Sally come?" Lightning asked. "Please?"
He was not thrilled about seeing other cars race when he could not race himself. "Is she back?" Doc asked. "Yeah, and my trailer is made for two," Lightning said. "Yeah, that's fine," said Doc. "Since I've done enough to mess you two up." "Thanks," Lightning said. He happily turned to Sally. "Do you want to come to the race with me? " "Yeah," Sally said. "I guess I could take a vacation. But I thought you wanted to keep us a secret." "They have to find out sometime," Lightning said. "I'm too proud to keep you a secret now anyway." "Oh, really?" Sally asked. She laughed. "I'm surprised you didn't scream it to the world the first time you kissed me." "There was no need to," Lightning said. "Mater took care of it for me." Sally laughed. "Mater is…" "One in a million," Lightning agreed. "But he is the most loyal car I know, other than you of course. Everybody hated me when I first came here except for Mater." "I never hated you," Sally said. "I just found you incredibly obnoxious." Lightning laughed. "I've changed, right?" "Definitely," said Sally. "But you're still hot-headed." "I know," Lightning said. "If I wasn't, I'd be racing today." Sally gently kissed Lightning's finder. "It's Chick's fault, not yours," she said. "You know Strip Weathers would have just blocked you." "I guess," Lightning said. Just then, Doc, Abby and Mack pulled up. "Load up, Kids!" Mack said cheerfully. "Sally you back in first, and then Lightning pull in after her" Doc instructed.
Five minutes later, Lightning and Sally were loaded into the trailer, and on their way to the Rust-eze Five hundred. "This is a nice trailer," Sally observed, looking around at all the furnishings. "Thanks," Lightning said. "Before I got dumped out of my trailer and getting lost. I really had no place to call home, so I needed a place to stay," said Lightning. "You even have your own bobble-heads?" Sally asked, grinning. "That's pretty narcissistic." "It is not," Lightning said defiantly. "The company that made them gave me a few. Is that I crime?" Just then, Lightning's trailer phone started ringing. "Hello?" Lightning asked. "Hey my man, how ya feeling?" came Harv, Lightning's agent's voice through the speakerphone. "Can't complain," Lightning said. "What's up?" "Your stock's booming!" cried Harv. "Ever since your last race, and crash your merchandise has been selling more and more! You need to get hurt more often!" "No thank you," Lightning said, rolling his eyes and looking toward Sally. "You're pulling in an extra five million from merchandising alone" Harv exclaimed. "Okay, That sounds good," Lightning, said. "Well I gotta jet," said Harv. "See ya later, Kid. Break another axle!" "Okay," He said, rolling his eyes again. "Bye." The phone line went dead. "How much do you make?" Sally asked her eyes wide. "I made 35 million last year," Lightning said honestly. "Harv gets ten percent, Doc gets twenty-five percent, Guido and Luigi, Ramone gets five percent, and Mack and Abby gets fifteen percent. "You made 35 million dollars" Sally said faintly. "I'm going to start donating to charities. I don't need all the money I have." "You're very considerate," Sally said. "I wasn't before," Lightning, sighed. "I'm just making up for lost time."