Hello, hello! Thanks to all the great readers I had for my first story “Personal Affairs” I decided to write another Cars fic. This one revolves around Holley and Finn and is set just over a year after Cars 2. Holley has already discovered feelings for Finn but she is nervous about it and the fact that they are co-workers only complicates things. You may be wondering how this will be different from my previous work. Well, I have extended the chapter lengths (although there will be fewer), added more action and have titled my chapters this time. So, whether you’ve read my work or not I really hope you’ll give this one a read and see what you think!
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“Masks”[/b]
“I’d like to thank you, Miss Shiftwell,” said Finn in his refined and audacious voice.
“For what?” Holley inquired politely.
“For accompanying me on a dinner outing, it was quite splendid,” he replied.
Holley smiled bashfully and bit back a giggle. She’d become accustomed to her partner’s eloquent behaviour over time, but she wondered if he’d ever heard the phrase ‘chivalry is dead’. Well, even if he had, it probably took no effect on him. He held things like manners, proper etiquette and treating every female like a lady very high in his beliefs.
And it humoured her that he referred to their restaurant visit as a ‘dinner outing’. Why didn’t he come out and say it? After all, a ‘private business meeting’ that was spent swapping stories, sharing laughter and speaking of everything not business related was better classified as a date.
Her smile grew at the thought. A date…with Finn McMissile. Or at least she thought of it as a date. Just like she pretended they were more than co-workers. It was getting hard to remember the time when she used to work alongside him and didn’t feel butterflies in her tank.
Ever since cracking the Allinol case, she’d returned on several occasions with him to Radiator Springs to meet with Mater. She’d given the tow truck his promised date but it was quickly found between the two of them that they could be no more than friends. Mater was a friendly guy but obviously was happier as a bachelor. She wanted a steady relationship but there was no way of forcing feelings that didn’t exist.
Holley was disappointed that they’d fallen through but took it upon herself to contact Mater’s long-lost lover, Doreen. While it was a running joke with the town that Holley was his girlfriend, they all knew (except the little blue forklift that didn’t seem to understand English as well) that Mater had better eyes for Doreen. She lived out of town but frequently stopped in to stir up romance with him again, and Holley didn’t know anything more adorable than the pair of them.
That left her alone though. Holley was 25 and was yet to find a suitable match for herself. While she firmly believed in finding love at any age, it didn’t keep away the nagging in her heart. She saw so many happy couples at every turn and she desired to feel like them, to have an intimate relationship of her own.
It was late October and they were making their way through the chilling streets of England together, Holley watched admiringly at the grace and ease in Finn’s every move. You would never guess how old he was, for age had no power over him. His greenish-grey eyes were so alert and intelligent that she found it difficult to look into them more than a few seconds for fear that he could see right through her. An endless amount of cars had asked her what the hardest part of her job was, and she wished she could tell them the truth; having a crush on your super-spy colleague.
She sighed with exasperation. Finn said friendships were tricky in their line of work, but love was even worse. There was nothing she could do; she’d just have to live with her feelings for him. Until she found a way to tell him she’d just continue dreaming that he was hers. Someday she’d call him ‘Finny’…outside of her mind that was.
Not much longer they reached their residence. It had been just over a year since they’d become permanent partners, and they were each given condos in a high-profile building reserved for spies like themselves and well-known celebrities.
They rode the elevator to one of the upper-most levels and Finn escorted her down the hall to her room. It was only a few doors down from his room, but Finn never failed to be a gentlecar.
“Dinner was lovely, Finn.”
“Indeed, it was. I bid you a goodnight then, Miss Shiftwell.”
“You know, you could call me Holley,” she offered.
He paused a moment before saying, “Yes…I suppose I could…”
“But you won’t, will you?” Holley asked knowingly.
Finn met her eyes with slight alarm, “Ah, you’ve caught my rue. It’s just…it wouldn’t feel so out of place and-.”
“Oh, you little devil,” Holley teased, “You don’t have to explain yourself to me, I understand. It was only a thought.”
Finn smiled weakly, “Well, it would be most unprofessional of me to do so.”
His comment hurt to hear but she nodded and said shortly, “Of course. Goodnight, Finn.”
He flashed a brief grin and said, “Goodnight,” before driving towards his room.
If he thought that was wrong, oh, how unprofessional it would be for him to find out his co-worker was madly in love with him…
Inside her room Holley immediately headed for her computer. Finn and she had only been receiving minor missions lately and she was hoping for an alert from headquarters giving them a bigger case. Instead she found a pending request from Radiator Springs. She accepted and watched as the computer’s web cam initiated. An image appeared on the screen and she could see Sally Carrera looking back at her.
“Sally?” Holley asked, squinting to get a better view of the digital picture. Sally had to be on her personal computer, most likely in her and McQueen’s house. The room around her was very dark and Holley could see that all the curtains had been drawn.
“Holley! Yeah, it’s me!” Sally greeted. Her voice was pleasant but Holley couldn’t help noticing a hint of desperation behind it.
“Where are you? Is everything alright?” Holley enquired with worry.
“Well, I need to ask you a favour. McQueen’s being a little paranoid so he thought maybe I should ask you from our house instead of the lobby. He’s worried somebody might overhear. It’s just that…there are some shady looking cars hanging around town. They’ve been here for a few days actually. Sheriff can’t don’t anything about it though, I mean, they haven’t caused any problems. They just sort of loiter about,” Sally explained carefully.
“What do they look like? Is it the lemons?”
“No, no…it’s a group of black and grey Audis. Nobody knows them, and we haven’t heard them talk much. They’re civil enough, but after that whole shenanigan at the Grand Prix we’re a bit concerned about Mater’s safety. We don’t know what they’re doing here and their sketchy behaviour makes us think they’re out for him. McQueen hardly lets me leave the house anymore and he spends all his time following Mater like a hitched trailer.”
Holley nodded gently, “Do you want Finn and I to come check it out?”
“Well, if you guys wouldn’t mind. Or at least just scare them out of town. We don’t know what else to do,” Sally said timidly.
“Don’t worry, I’ll let Finn know and we’ll get over there as quick as we can,” she reassured the Porsche.
“Thanks so much, Holley. We would really appreciate that. Don’t drop whatever you’re doing though, we can hold out if-.”
“It’s fine, Sally. In fact, I’d love a case outside of London for a change,” Holley admitted.
“OK, thanks again. I’ll talk to you soon!” Sally smiled with relief.
“Bye for now,” Holley said as she watched Sally’s tire extend forward for the keyboard to end the web conversation.
However, Sally unknowingly missed the button and Holley could still see her every move. She observed Sally reverse further back into the room and vaguely heard a familiar voice. She could see McQueen enter the picture and heard him speak softly to his long-time girlfriend.
“Yeah, Holley said she’d come by with Finn,” Sally answered him in a soothing tone.
Holley continued to watch the pair and listened while McQueen replied in a hushed voice, “Sally…I’m scared. What if something happens to Mater? What if they’re out for you? With Doc already gone…I don’t think I could live without either of you!”
“Oh, Stickers! Shhh, everything will be OK, I swear,” Sally cooed, kissing him lightly on the fender. She promised him, but Holley could hear the uneasiness in her voice. Sally had almost lost McQueen in the Grand Prix and she knew the wrenching feeling he had all too well. How she could sit back and watch her loved one continue to charge across tracks at over 200mph still stunned Holley. No different than watching your secret lover swerve through flying bullets, she figured.
Holley promptly turned off the computer and moved to stare out the window. The Radiator Springs populace were proud and brave cars. But brave cars they were, they hid behind masks, shadowing their fear. She knew there was no time to wait.
First chapter, not always that exciting. I hope it was enough to get you interested though. Oh, and of course there will be some [i]minor[/i] Sally/McQueen. Please let me know if you want to read more! Thanks!