Fanfic: In The Fast Lane

11: Some Catching Up

Chapter 11: Some Catching Up

The townsfolk gathered around and crowded the road along with the other cars that were there for the hearing. Doc pushed his way past and couldn't believe what he saw. A tall baby-blue spoiler could be seen above the other cars and Doc knew its owner. He drove through the crowd to see that a Plymouth had found its way on the main road of Radiator Springs. Doc drove up to him followed by Sheriff.

"Ain't you dat fancy race car dat dey done talk about on the radio?" Mater drove up to him and asked.

"I guess so." He replied and Mater wagged his tow cable.

"I'm Mater! Like ta-mater, but without the ta!" he said happily.

"Nice to meet you." The racecar said with a voice that was smooth and confident. Doc went beside Mater and he moved out of the way.

"Hey, Doc! This here is is dat fancy racer guy! I never did get yer name." Mater said and Doc shook his hood.

"No, I know who he is." he said. "Strip Weathers, The King, right?" Doc asked and the baby blue car nodded.

"Yes, sir, that's me." He said and eyed him for a second. "And I think I know who you are." Doc tensed up slightly, but refused to let any emotion show.

"You do?" He asked cautiously.

"Yeah, you're Doc, Doc Hudson, right? The county judge?" Doc exhaled relieved.

"Yes, yes that's me. How'd you know?" He asked curiously and Strip gestured back towards the Cozy Cone.

"I've already spoken to Judge Stafford." He explained.

"Ah, of course." Doc said with an understanding nod and relaxed. "What brings you to this town of all places?" He asked and Strip gave a small and short chuckle.

"I'm Joan's brother." he said and Doc's eyes slightly widened."

"I'm sorry…" Doc paused to think about it. "You're Harley's uncle…" he said slowly and Strip nodded. "Okay then..." Just then Doc caught a glimpse of a small car and looked past Strip and to the clinic. Harley was just coming out of the doors. Doc looked from Harley to Strip and back again. "Excuse me, Mr. Weathers." he said and drove past him. "Of course he's her uncle…" he muttered to himself and drove up to Harley. "Morning, Har." he said and she looked at him then at the crowd.

"What are all these cars doing here?" she asked and could barely see the blue spoiler. "Who's that?" Doc looked over to where her gaze landed and cleared his throat.

"That is, uh, your uncle, Harley." she slightly raised her lids and looked back at Doc.

"He's here?" she asked and Doc nodded. "I've never met him…" she repeated, but she didn't move from her spot, instead she just eyes the blue spoiler.

"Why don't you go say hi then." Doc said as he continued to hate the situation. Harley looked back at Doc then to Strip again.

"Okay…" she said and slowly drove through the crowd. She drove from behind Strip, slowly went along his side and looked up at the big white 43 painted on his him. She then drove up to the front of him and he glanced down and spotted her.

"Hello…" she said shyly soft.

"Why, hello there." he said with a prominent accent. "You must be Harley." He said and Harley looked back up at him with wide eyes and nodded.

"Uh, y-yeah." she said then quickly corrected herself. "I-I mean y-yes sir." Strip chuckled and nudged her softly with his tire.

"Oh, you do the same thing Joan does." he said and she slightly furrowed her eyelids.