Fanfic: In The Fast Lane

20: Some remebering

Chapter 20: Some Remembering

Harley went off to meet with Sheriff and the others. She went straight over to the V8 and drove up the tiny hill John was smiling awkwardly at everything that was going on, but seemed to be less wide eyed than before.

"Hey Sheriff." Harley said and passed by the others. "Hey Sarge and Fillmore. Hey Red." she said "Hey" to everyone leaving John last. She finally turned to the rundown car and smiled kindly. "Hey John." She said then parked next to Sheriff.

"Uh… hey" While the others had hearty, joyous replies, John almost whispered his reply to Harley.

"How are you liking Radiator Springs?" she asked and John shrugged his tires.

"Considering it's the only thing I can remember, I'd say it's pretty good." he said calmly, but the others laughed at his unintentional joke, so he forced himself to chuckle with them.

That's okay. You can stay as long as you want. I'm sure Doc wouldn't mind, right Sheriff?" she looked slightly up at Sheriff and he nodded.

"I'm sure he will." he looked at the horizon. There was still daylight, but the sun had already disappeared below the horizon line. "Come on, little one. It's gonna get dark quick." Sheriff said and began to drive off towards the clinic.

"Awe, really?" Harley whined, but then Sheriff shot her a warning look that said 'Don't argue with me.' which Harley got heard it loud and clear. "Okay, I'm coming." she turned to the others and waved a tire at them. "Good night!" The others said their good night's and she quickly drove off to follow Sheriff.

"You can stay up for a little bit and listen to the radio if you want," Sheriff said and they made their way down the road, "but at 8:30 I better not hear one peep out of that room unless it's snoring."

"Yeah- I mean.. yes sir." Harley corrected herself and Sheriff nodded.

"Good girl. I'll be in this front room if you need me." Harley nodded and went off to her room. She looked around and sighed. Thinking about the day, she went over to her radio and turned it on with a low volume.

"Oh, and Chick Hicks with a close second behind The King!" Harley smiled to herself as she heard the voice of Bob Cutlass coming through the radio.

"That put The King at a nice ole' standin' of 286 points for this season! And poor Chick is tailin' behind with only 224." Darrell Cartrip chimed in with his loud and energy filled voice.

"Darell, if Hicks wants to win this season, he's going to have to set a new personal best."

"Awe yeah! Nothing like hitting a new top speed!" The voices began to fade.

"But Darell, the chances of Hicks sett…."

A flash of black and white sprinted past Harley's eyes. A flash of shiny blue then a flash of green. Finally a flash of metallic red. She heard laughter echo around her. Some of it was joyous, others were cynical. She shivered and heard a crash another flash of red, a flash of black and white.

"What's happening?" she asked aloud and suddenly, everything stopped. She was in the middle of nowhere with the midday sun shining down on her brightly causing Harley to squint. Four cars were driving towards her, but they were so far away, she couldn't tell who they were.

"H-hello?" she shouted at them nervously, then they stopped.

"Take care of my Harley for me, okay?" a voice came from right behind her and she spun around with a smile.

"You're back!" she said happily, only to see her happiness crushed. No one was anywhere to be seen. "What?"

"Harley!" she spun back around when she heard a strange voice she no longer recognized call her name. Again, no one. The four mystery cars were gone. She turned around to start driving off.