Lightning pushed hard! Pushing his car harder than before. Sally and his team watching Lightning struggle to keep up with Storm. "Come on, Stickers!" Sally cheered him on. The team continued to watch. Jackson keeping pole the entire race….

Lightning pulled into the pits and shut off the car. He crawled out and took off his helmet. Looking at his team. He was so disappointed in himself. He stared at his team. They could see and feel how he was feeling. And he was losing confidence like he never had before. Lightning lakes through the pits. Alone. He just needed a moment. Some rookie suddenly ran into his shoulder and pushed him down. The kid snarled, "Watch where you're goin, man." Walking off. Lightning stood up and dusted himself off. Then behind, "Hey! McQueen!" "Storm…" He growled to himself before turning around to face the rookie.

The kid smiled, "Wow! You are really impressive out there. Most the veteran racers have packed up the suit, but you? You just keep going. I can only hope that I have that kind of energy and motivation at your age." "Yeah, uh"-"Oh. Gotta go. I have a date with a hot blonde and her friend. Gonna have some down time to relax, know what I mean?" He asked as he nudged Lightning, then walked away. Lightning sighed. This kid was getting on his nerves. How the hell was he so good and so fast?….

Lightning was in his garage at the track. Already out of his suit and in jeans and a Rusteze shirt. The hood of the Bolt up as he tuned up a few things. Lightning then took a step back and stared at his engine. He sighed. How was he going to upgrade the engine any further? Sally walked into the garage, closing the door behind her. Lightning glanced at her and saw she had some food and drinks. "Hey." He greeted." Sally smiled and set the food and drinks on the workbench. She then walked over to Lightning from behind and wrapped her arms around his hips, sliding her hands into his front pockets. She kissed the back of his neck and asked, "Is something wrong with the Bolt?" Lightning shook his head, "Not really.. She's just not fast enough." He griped.

Sally sighed and pulled away, walking and standing next to her husband. Staring down into the engine of the race car. "Maybe so.. But there are a lot of memories with this car." She reminded. Lightning nodded. "I still remember the first time I saw you race." She said with a warm smile. Lightning raised a brow and admitted, "I don't remember the first race you came along to." "It was in Radiator Springs, goofball. You raced Doc in order to get out of Hillbilly Hell." She said playfully. Lightning snickered and smiled. That was a good memory. "Yeah,' he agreed, "Doc knew I'd miss the turn." Sally snickered and leaned on Lightning's shoulder. The racer sighed and mumbled, "I miss Doc… I wish he were here.. I need advice.. I don't know what else to do.." He admitted again.

Sally sighed. Sadly, she didn't know either. All she could do was be supportive. Lightning then pulled away and shut the hood of the car. Snapping it shut. "Jackson is going to do things that I couldn't.." Lightning said depressingly. Sally raised a brow and asked, "What do you mean?" "He's going to wind up winning the cup at this rate.. He'll be the first rookie in history to win the cup. That was my goal…" Sally tried cheering him up and joked, "So.. What I'm hearing is.. Jackson just needs to somehow find himself in a little dirt town and find himself and meet a girl and become a good person who literally gives up the cup out of respect." Lightning smiled a little. Not much, but a little.

Sally took Lightning's hands in hers and continued, "You didn't lose that cup way back when. You gave it up. You have something that Storm will never have at this point. A heart." "That's cheesy." Lightning growled. Sally shrugged saying, "Yeah, well.. It sounded better in my head." Lightning chuckled and gazed at his wife. She always had a way to make him feel better and distract him. "I really love you, Sally." Lightning said softly. Sally rolled her eyes and scolded, "Then shut up and kiss me already, you fool." Lightning snickered then leaned in and kissed her slowly, passionately… Just altogether, amazingly…..

"McQueen takes the lead!" "But only for a second! Jackson storm steals it back!"

Lightning sighed as he watched Storm gain so much space between them. Then a second rookie passed him. Lightning shifted the Bolt and pushed her. Pushing the car as much as he could. He was not giving this up! Not yet! Not now! He was not going to be forced to quit like this!!!

"And Jackson Storm wins the race!"

"McQueen taking third position! What an upset for team McQueen…."

Lightning walked through the crowd. Bobby running and catching up to his friend. "Hey." Bobby greeted. Lightning sighed and greeted, "Hey. What position did you get?" He asked. Bobby frowned answering, "Sixteenth.." then the screen behind them went to Jackson Storm and some woman announcing "With only two more races before the cup, what do you have to say to the few veterans left on the field?" Jackson chuckled before smiling and answering, "To the veterans? Good luck out there. And thanks for being such great role models."

Fan girls went crazy for the young man in the crowd below the stage. Bobby crossed his arms and growled, "I hate this kid." Lightning snickered asking, "What are we gonna do, Bobby? These rookies are gonna kill us.." "Well… I'm not gonna quit like Cal did, I can tell you that!" "Yeah…" Lightning muttered. Staring at the screen and watching Jackson wrap his arms around young girls on each side. Lightning was worried. This kid not only was an ass, but he was good at swooning the crowd over. Being charming and kind to the fans. Two more races before the cup. Lightning had to do something or he was going to lose….

The woman doctor rolled the stool back and took off her gloves saying, "Alright. Well, everything looks good." Standing up and helping Sally sit up. She put the stir ups away and asked, "Were you wanting to get back on the estrogen? I suggest it based off your labs." She said to Sally.

Sally nodded and asked, "Do you think there is anything else I could do to help?.." "Um.. Take care of yourself first. The rest will come. Once we get those estrogen levels up, it should help. I think the trick here is getting your levels to stick. They kept dropping, Sally. So once I get you where we need you on that, I'm gonna start an injection. Kind of like a boost of hormones to help your body not reject semen as easily. Only side effect is that there have been twins more often. But you're a twin, so you're looking at a higher chance of that anyway." "Oh.. Alright. How long before I'm pregnant?" "We will just have to wait and see. I suggest getting ovulation tests and go from there. Find your peak time and that's when you and your husband should be trying. Sometimes having your partner save… Um, Save himself for that peak time can help as well. I know it will sound gross, but the more and thicker, the better your chances. And yes, that's a real thing."

Sally nodded and understood. She smiled. Excited that she and Lightning were going to begin trying and this time, Lightning was extremely supportive of it!….

Lightning sat in the motel. Alone. Because of her appointment, Sally wasn't able to make it to this next race. Lightning plopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote. He debated turning on RSN. But.. Sally was right. It would only stress him out anymore. He sighed and tossed the remote next to him. It was.. Lonely and boring without Sally. And by the end of the race, his meds would be completely worn off. He hated this. He could already feel the lack of energy. This was gonna hit him hard. This coming race was not going to go well. He grabbed his phone and called Sally. Wanting to know how the appointment went anyway. It rang a few times before,

Hey, Stickers.

"Hey."

How is it down there?

"Without you? Boring as hell."

That made her giggle.

I'm sorry. I'll come to the next one.

"Yeah… The season is almost over."

Yup.

"How was your doctors appointment?"

Good. She gave the go ahead. Putting me on some medications and once it's settled in she wants to start injections.

"How long for that?"

About a week. Maybe two.

"Alright. So you are good? To really have one?"

Yup. I'm excited. Just the way you are about it is making me excited.

"I'm glad. But you have to careful. I'm not letting you go through that again."

I know..

"I love you."

Love you. Oh I'm excited! I'm gonna have to figure out how we will make the room look. Plus the gender. Do we want it to be a surprise? A surprise could be fun!

"I don't know. I think I'd rather know."

Well we have time to decide that I guess. How are you doing?

"I'm fine."

I mean sense having no more medication.

"Yeah, I'm… Im tired. That's about it."

Hopefully that's all it is.

"Yeah, hopefully."

I miss you already.

"I miss you more."

Doubt that.

"You're funny. When I get back, I want to make love to you."

We have been.

"No. No, that was training and experiments. I mean love. I'm tired of the training honestly. I want a break."

Am I wearing out the Lightning McQueen?

"Definitely."

She laughed,

I see. Well I'll be here. Waiting. Naked in bed.

"Tease."

I am, aren't I.

"You're amazing. Thanks for putting up with so much from me and holding out on me."

You're my husband. Through thick and thin. Right?

"Yeah.."

Are you sure you're okay? You're not watching RSN, are you?

"No, not right now."

Don't. Not without me there to make sure you don't stress yourself out to much.

"Yeah, alright. I have to train when I get home. Rusty and Dusty made a few mods to the bolt. Gonna start on her after the race. Should be finished and delivered when I get back. I won't have much time to test her, but a little training would be good."

Alright. I know! I'll pack a picnic and we can head out to Willy's butte and practice for a few hours then have a snack.

"That sounds great. Thanks."

Of course. Can't wait to see you again.

"Yeah, wish you could have come."

I know. But I'll be here at the motel. Watching the race and cheering you on from home.

"Thanks, Sal."

I love you, Lightning.

"Love you."

Good luck.

"Thanks."

Night.

"Night."…..

"Another win for Jackson Storm! The rookie sensation just dominates the track! I'm not sure anyone stands a chance against him."

Jackson stepped out his car and crawled up on top of it! Fans cheering him on as he raised his hands into the air and smiled. Cameras flashing, as he did this back flip off the car. Lightning watched from the screen. Shaking his head and crossing his arms. Press and fans pushing him out of the way just to get a taste, a bit, a glimpse of the Jackson Storm.

Jackson's poster being put up on the bathroom doors, his number seem to be everywhere at this point!

A few press ran up to Lightning, Shoving mics into his face and cameras flashing brightly! A woman quickly asked, "McQueen! What do you think is to come with the Cup?!" Another with, "DO you support the next generation?" And "How do you plan to take the loss?" Along with, "What do you plan to do after racing?" As well as, "What is to come of Rusteze after you?" Lightning felt overwhelmed. Were the fans and the press, hell the sport?! Were they all really just writing him off like this?….

Lightning closed the door of the motel. Letting out a sigh of relief. He was extremely glad to be away from all of the hype of Storm right now. There was just no way that Jackson was this popular. He hated this. If he could just gain his place back, but.. Lightning sat down on the couch and turned on RSN. Chick Hicks popped up on his show. "Welcome race fans! Boy we had a night this week!" Lightning pressed info. It was the old interview. The one he missed because he was busy with Sally.

"Now I got a treat for you race fans! Special guest star, Jackson Storm." Jackson then walked up to the front. Smiling and waving to the screaming and adoring fans.

Lightning sighed as he watched this.

Jackson took a seat next to Chick. The kid was wearing these dark skinny jeans and dress shoes, a white shirt and leather jacket. The kid looked intimidating really. Some how, Storm always did. Or was that just Lightning?

Chick smiled and asked the racer, "How does it feel to be the most popular racer sense me?" Jackson chuckled, "No, yeah. I don't care about the popularity, Chick. I just want to know that the race fans are happy out there. I don't care about being famous. I'm here to race." "Nice. But don't you want to win the Piston cup? Everyone says you are going to the first rookie in history to win the Piston cup." Jackson smiled proudly before replying, "Well, yeah. It would be amazing and an honor to be the first rookie to win the cup." "Do you plan to?" Asked Chick.

Jackson shrugged, "I mean I'm going to try. I've been training really hard to get where I am today." "And it shows! You are really leaving old Kachow in the dust!" Chick laughed. Jackson shook his head with a charming smile before replying, "Nah, I have to train to keep up with him." "Awe! Don't be modest. We're all watching the races. McQueen is struggling and it shows!" Chick said with a laugh. "The old racer should know better anyway. We legends have a thing we call the seven cup curse." "I don't believe in curses." Jackson growled. Chick nodded saying, "Sure. We didn't either. But no racer has ever made it past seven." "Well to me, McQueen is inspiring me to go further and do better. If he thinks he can break the curse, more power to him. But he's only creating a goal for me. I'm going to beat his record." Jackson said directly into the camera. Chick's eyes widened!

Lightning stared at the tv screen. This kid was destroying his confidence every time he spoke. Lightning shut off the tv. It was just depressing. He sighed and grabbed his phone. Browsing social media. But everything was about Jackson Storm, Storm, and more Storm. That was not helping his stress. So he pulled up Sally's name and called her.

Hey, Stickers..

"You saw the race?.."

Yeah, you did good.

"Yeah, for fifth…"

….. Two more races, right? Then the season is over and we take a break from the racing scene.

"Yeah, but I don't want a break. I don't want to quit yet."

No one said you had to quit.

"I thought you wanted me to consider retiring."

… I don't know, Lightning. That's.. I have mixed feelings there. I don't want you to tear yourself up and…Stressing out at every race isn't good for you.

"I'm not stressed. I'm frustrated and there is a difference."

Of course.

"…. Jackson is mocking me."

He's a jerk.

"What am I going to do, Sally?… I'm trying. I;m doing the research, I'm tuning the Bolt.. I.. I'm following the rules and doing everything right."

Well, the rules aren't exactly in your favor here thanks to the President. How are you feeling? Mentally?

"(Sigh)… I'm fine. Just tired."

Being tired is normal. I'm worried about the effects of the withdrawal.

"Yeah… I'm fine though. Drawing out that last one like you suggested, helped."

Good, I can't wait to see you.

"I can't wait to see you too, Sally. I miss being with you. Especially right now.."

… I love you, Stickers.

"I love you, Sally."……

Lightning closed the front door of their home behind him. Setting down his duffle back on the floor. Then his keys and phone of the table. He sighed. Lost again. He was losing so much hope. Two races left now. One race and the cup. He wasn't going to be able to do it.. "I'm home…" He called in a depressing way. He took off his jacket and hung it up on the rack. Sally appeared from around the corner and greeted, "Hey, Stickers." Lightning sighed then looked towards her and his eyes lit up. "Oh." He muttered. Staring at her. Her hair down and flowing, she was barefoot, wearing this Lacey white pantie thing that some how had an extra hip like that wrapped around her lower abdomen.

A lace bra to match but you could see everything through it. A white choker that looked lace as well and some sheer, white kimono or swim suit cover up over it. "Wow. What's this?" He asked with a smile. Sally smiled replying, "Just a little surprise for you." Lightning walked up. In awe of her body and said, "I like it. I like it a lot." Just the way she looked it in. Fuck. He came up and grabbed her face. Kissing her so passionately as he kissed her presence so much! Their lips smacking apart. "I love you so fucking much right now." He whispered. Sally took his hand from her face and placed them on her hips. "I love you." She replied. Then placed a hand over his growing member over the jeans, "Especially parts of you." She teased.

Lightning kissed her lips once more, then her neck, then pulled the shoulder of the cover up thing down and kissed her shoulder. Then he grabbed her shoulders and carefully turned her back to the wall. Pressing her there before kissing her lips again, then removing his shirt. Sally loved staring at his chest. His shoulders. She bit her lips as Lightning knelt down. Kissing her right breast on the way. He grabbed her hips and kissed her panty covered area. Taking the lace panties and slowly removing them. "Don't you want to go to the bedroom?" Sally asked. Lightning glanced up at her answering, "No time. I need you now." Then lifting her left leg over his shoulder, he dived in!

Sally leaned her head against the wall as he playfully and with the most talented ways explored all around her hole. Licking at her lips, her clit, circling her entrance, sucking her clit, groaning almost like an animal as he did so. Sally moaned. Fuck. He was going to make her legs give out. Lightning spread her lower lips and pushed his tongue inside her. "Ooohh, Lightning…" Sally moaned for him. Making sure he curled his tongue to taste every drop of juice she made. "Fuck.. Stickers…" she panted. Lightning licked and sucked her clit as his left hand rubbed up and down her right leg. His hands were rough, but her leg was smooth and soft. He made his way from her ankle to her upper thigh.

Doing that over and over as he ducked and played with her clit with his tongue. Finally, from her ankle, calf, knee, thigh, he made his way to her are and pushed two finger in gently. Sally moaned in such a sexual way. Her voice elevating in pitch. Lightning took a slow pace as he fucked his wife with his fingers. He wanted her to cum and he wanted to taste it! Sally grabbed his hair. Holding on tightly and sometimes forcing his face between her legs more. "Oh… Lightning… Can I cum?" She asked.

Lightning didn't answer. Instead he pulled his fingers all the way out then slowly all the way back in, curling, finding that special place and giving it a Henley scratching. "Lightning!" Sally shouted as her body spasmed! Cumming over his face and fingers. Her juices running down his wrist! "Aah!… Stop.. Stop.. It's too much!." She cried out. Lightning removed his fingers and his face. Looking up at her. Sally panted and slowly let her leg down. Her legs already shaking. Lightning stood up and kissed her neck. Taking her hands and holding them against the wall above her head.

Her neck was so salty and a bit floral? Lotion. He bit her neck. Making Sally moan quietly. "Please fuck me.." Sally pleaded softly. God her voice was sexy. But Lightning answered, "Not tonight…" Then moving to the other side of her neck. Taking her cover up off and tossing it to the floor. He kissed her shoulder, extending her am and kissing her biceps, her fore arm, her hand. "I don't want to fuck you tonight. I want to enjoy you, treasure you, please you and make love to you. Just for tonight, please.." He now pleaded as he lowered his head and kissed her left breast. Taking her nip into his mouth and sucking gently. Rolling his tongue over it. Sally moaned and nodded. He would not get much push back about that.

Lightning then took a step back and flipped his wife around. Her face and front against the wall. Sally closed her eyes and bit her lip. Preparing for the slap across her ass! But it didn't come. Lightning kissed the back of her shoulders. Taking in the scent of her hair. He moaned at her scent. He was in such need of a woman like her. His wife. No one has ever or could ever do it for him like her! Lightning groped her ass with both hands. One cheek on each hand. Basically massaging her ass as he kissed her shoulder delicately. Pressing the front of his jeans against the crack of her cheeks.

Sally could feel his growing need. She moaned from his rubbing. Let him do whatever he wanted right now. Lightning then stepped back, pulled her hips out and made her arch her back. Sally leaned against the wall, ass out. Lightning kicked her ankles apart. Spreading her. He leaned over her body and kissed her mid back. His fingers gently rubbing her area. Still soaking wet. "Oh Lightning…" she moaned. The way his fingers petted and rubbed her area. He was so good! Then circling her entrance again. Just breeding over the entrance. "Oh fuck.." He mumbled quietly. And she wanted him so badly right now. To feel him fill her insides. Every inch slowly going in! The thought of it had her body begging! Making sure between her legs was gloriously wet! Sally moaned again. God she just wanted his member inside her already!

Lightning removed his hand. Stepping back and suddenly picking Sally up and taking her to the bedroom. Gently laying her on the bed, he then removed the rest of his clothing. Watching Sally bite her lips and watch with anticipation was fun. He then crawled up the bed and over her body. Kissing her lips, they began making out softly. Lightning grabbing Sally's breasts and playing with it tenderly. Sally moaned into his mouth, their tongues dancing the familiar dance. Their favorite dance! Lightning growled into her mouth. The way he did made Sally melt like a popsicle on a hot day! Their lips parting with a smack, Lightning went down between her legs and began lapping her up again!

Sally grabbed the bedding! Laying back and lifting her knees up. "Oooohhh… Lightning…" She moaned his name. He loved it! She was amazing. And his member only grew as hard as it could through this. This his favorite thing on earth. The smell, the taste, the sounds of a woman as he ate her up like he was a starved puppy. Pushing his tongue inside her. The sloppy wet sounds of fucking her with his fingers. As they went in and out, "Lightning!" Sally yelped as she came over him again! Lightning pulled away then crawled I've this wife and pressed the tip of his member at her entrance.

Kissing her forehead then pushing his length inside her. Oh! The most amazing sound as it slid in! Lightning loved it! Hearing the sloshing sound of a woman. "Fuck." He growled. Leaning into her face. Nose to nose. Sally moaned in waves and rhythms with his rocks. Hun thrusting his hips in a steady and gentle pace. Then she pulled his face in. Kissing him. They began making out again as he made love to her. Making sure he was gentle but gave her the full length. Their lips never patting once as his climax built! His speed picked up and then he gently pushed his pelvis as deeply as it could against hers!

Sally yelping into his mouth as he came inside her! His member pulsing inside. She could feel each pulse and spasm! Lightning moaned a little with each pulse, each spurt. Finally finished. He broke the kiss panting. Kissing Sally on the forehead and smiling down as he gazed at her. He needed this. He needed this connection and type of love so badly right now! Sure, he enjoyed the rough fun and training but this is what he wanted Sally for. This feeling here. No other woman gave that to him. If only she understood that….

Lightning gunned the bolt around the second corner and into the straight away of Willy's butte. Sheriff there with his speed sign. Guido and Luigi cheering him on! Mayer and Sally across at the 'starting line'. Sitting on the picnic blanket watching. Lightning turned right to go left, coming back around the last corner and speeding past the line to make another lap!

Mater sipped some juice and asked Sally, "Why is he out here workin harder anyway?" Sally snickered, "He's training. Trying to push the shoot with the upgrades." "Yeah. That new kid on the track sure is fast." "Yeah… He's trying though Mater." Referring to Lightning there. Lightning turned right to go left again. Coming around and making another lap. 196. Guido cheering his racer on. Sally watched. The speed was getting there. But the Bolt just didn't have it in her. She was older. And thanks to the Presidents new rule. It was forcing Lightning to stick with the car. Sally picked up her phone and looked up some information on Jackson Storm. Top speed of… 214…. Sally sighed reading that. Lightning was going to have a hard time beating that in the bolt.

Lightning screeched to a dusty stop. Shutting off the Bolt and crawling out. He took off the helmet and tossed it in the car. He sighed. Fixing his hair. Mater stood up and cheered, "Way to go, buddy!" Lightning smiled as he looked over at Sally. She was amazing for helping set this up. Lightning walked over and sat down next to his wife. Grabbing out a water bottle. "You looked good." Sally complimented. Lightning set the bottle down and replied, "Thanks. But it's not enough. I can feel the Bolt struggling with that new upgrade. It's..: It's a bit much on pressure. The back rear keeps sliding on me still. But it could be the dirt." He explained. Sally smiled. She loved hearing him talk racing sometimes.

Mater then asked, "I get to come to the cup race, right?" Lightning chuckled, "Of course, Mater. Wouldn't want you to miss it." "Shoot! I just know you are gonna win. That's what you do. You come through." "Yeah, I'm going to try." Lightning replied. Sally placed her hand on his. Supporting him silently with only a smile. He was grateful to have her. Have this team and his friends. No matter the outcome. He had them and he had his faithful wife….

Lightning and Sally sat on the couch. Snuggling up together and watching the latest of RSN.

Chick came on screen with his weird theme and began, "Welcome back to Chick's picks with Chick Hicks! Im your host and forever piston cup champion, Chick Hicks." He smiled and posed with his cup. "Do do do do do! This just in! Rookie, Jackson Storm, slams the proverbial door on Lightning McQueen! Oh ho ho. I couldn't have enjoyed more if I'd have beaten McQueen myself. Oh wait, I have." He chuckled. "But enough about me. Here to tell you how it happened is professional number cruncher, Miss Natalie Certain." The young dark skinned woman stepped up on the stage and smiled saying, "It's a pleasure to be here, Chick. And I prefer the term statistical analyst." "Right. So! Who is this mysterious new comer, Jackson Storm? And why's he so darn fast?" "It's no mystery if you look at the data. Jackson Storm is part of the next generation of high tech racers, unlike the veterans of yesterday." Chick then interrupted, "Oh! Ho, what? Old timers like this guy? Ha!"

The background showing a photo of Lightning McQueen. Natalie stared at Chick a moment. Not sure how to respond obviously. She cleared her throat and continued, "Um.. Right… Storm achieves his top speed, by exploiting the numbers. We refer of corse, to racing data. Tire pressure, down force, weight distribution, aero dynamics and the next gens like storm are taking advantage. The racing world is changing." She said. Chick butted in with, "And for the better if it means my old pal, Lightning, is down for the count. Am I right, Certain?" "Well if I'm certain of anything, Chick. It's that this season is gonna get even more interesting.." Chick nodded in agreement. Natalie then continuing, "With more changes ahead, Chick. Every week we've seen more veteran racers either retire, like Cal Weathers recently, or fired to make room for these younger, faster racers and it's not over yet." "What would say McQueen here's chances are at winning this cup?" "Well.. Following the statistics, Chick, I'd say McQueen's chances at winning the cup this year is one point two percent. And numbers never lie."

The screen went black. Lightning stared at the tv. Holding the remote. He was done. It was over. Sally sighed and softly called, "Lightning…" He stood up and out the remote down on the coffee table. Silent. He was more than just hurt right now. "Stickers…" Sally began, but what was she to say right now. Lightning sighed and looked at her. Not sure what to even say to her. "I need to train harder." He whispered. Then grabbed his keys and jacket and left….