Guess you’ll just have to wait and find out! Who says this is the climax? 
Sorry to keep you guys waiting…here’s the next chapter!
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was the next day; McQueen’s last in town before leaving for the Piston Cup race. After spending so much time together Sally had fell behind on her paperwork. McQueen had spent the entire day out at Willy’s Butte with Doc leaving her cooped up in the lobby to get caught up. Such a task was impossible when her mind was every place elsewhere. How could she focus on numbers when she’d just gotten engaged less than 48 hours ago? She couldn’t even tell anybody about the overwhelming excitement she felt. Not yet at least. McQueen had promised her a beautiful engagement rim when the season was over but for now they had decided to keep it a secret.
She’d spent most of the day trying to keep cool and envisioning their wedding day. They would hold it here of course, with all their Radiator Springs friends. She was also confronted with an issue though; her parents. There was no way she could get married without them. And McQueen’s parents, surely they would want to come too. How would they react, meeting their in-laws on the day of the wedding? There was something else that had to be dealt with too. Justin. She still felt awful about the relationship between them. His words stung like an old wound being re-opened. She knew she had to apologize to him, or at least try to. There was no guaranteeing he would accept it but her heart would never settle unless she did.
She glanced at the clock and put her papers away. She was due to meet McQueen at Flo’s in five minutes. She flicked on the motel sign and headed over. He was already there when she arrived looking very exhausted. She parked across from him while Flo served her usual.
“Thanks Flo,” she said politely.
Flo just grinned and gave her a teasing look.
“What is it?” Sally asked.
“Oh nothing,” she smiled and drove off.
Sally smiled, “Did you tell her?”
"No I swear! Flo just has some way of knowing things, McQueen replied.
“Yeah, but she won’t say a word until you come out and say it yourself.”
“Exactly!” he exclaimed.
She watched him finish his drink. He looked so tired and worn-out. The season ending would be a good thing for him. She hadn’t accounted for Chick winning the race but once he got over the initial anger he could relax.
“Well, I hate to leave you but Mater asked me to go tractor tipping one last time before I leave. I hope you don’t mind?”
“No, not at all! You know what they say; bros before…uh…well…” she trailed off.
McQueen laughed, “I love you Sally.”
She blinked sheepishly, “I love you too.”
McQueen winked and drove off towards Mater’s.
Once she finished her own drink she decided to check on the Wheel Well before calling it a night. Hot air surged over her body as she made her way, hoping to beat the clouds rolling in. The weather had been extremely hot, a storm was sure to break anytime soon. When she reached the motel it was quiet, not a car in sight. There hadn’t been many customers lately and those customers they did have were most likely down at the drive-in. She made a final round checking the conditions of the rooms making sure her employees had done a good job. She decided everything looked to be in good shape and got back on the road heading to town.
She was about to cross the bridge when she heard a noise ahead. It sounded like movement near the hidden path McQueen had shown her. Perhaps some tourist had lost their way? She thought nobody knew about the path but she could have been wrong. She slowed down and stared at the brush blocking the path for a moment. It was quiet except for the sound of cricket bugs. She continued on slowly when she thought she heard a voice. She felt a heavy tow cable latch onto her back axle. Her back tires rose of the ground. It all happened so fast, before she could catch a breathe. She was about to scream when someone reached below her pulling one of her spark plugs that sent her reeling into a state of unconsciousness…
And you thought the last chapter was the climax! Psshhh. :stuck_out_tongue: As usual, feel free to leave a comment. As long as I know there are caring readers I will continue. <img src="//pixarplanet-forums.s3.dualstack.us-west-1.amazonaws.com/original/2X/c/cc83e9b583138e48ff45f96609046b06d06c7f9d.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":mrgreen:" title="Mr. Green"/>Nice humor! But i did realize there were some little grammar issues across the page, but that doesn’t really matter! also, i hope there isn’t any ‘car rape’ involved!
You liked that? Yeah, I try and spell and grammer check it before I post it but sometimes I ignore when it tells me “consider fragment” because I like the way it sounds. Hahahaha, I like how you predict that I would put something like ‘car rape’ into my story. 
All because of that one sexual chapter isn’t it?
OK guys, I am super excited to post this chapter for you to read. I worked really hard on it, word choice, sentence structure, spelling, the whole nine yards. I think this chapter is one of the best for this story so I couldn’t bear to break it into 2 parts like I planned, instead I’m just going to type it all so it may be kind of long. I really hope you enjoy it, let’s get done to business! 
CHAPTER NINE
When she awoke it was to the sound of crashing thunder. She was strapped to a lift only a few inches off the ground. She had no idea where she was and couldn’t move to look around at all. The room was dark, lit only by the frequent flashes of lightning. The air smelt heavily of gasoline mixed with another odour she couldn’t quite place. A low chuckle came from behind her. As soon as she heard it her heart jolted within her body. She recognized the sound of movement as the car made its way around her to reveal itself.
“Chick!” Sally screamed.
He smiled eerily under his moustache, “Hello darling.” He was so close to her it made her sick. She could smell his breathe. Her windshield widened. His breathe…it was coated in that mysterious smell. Suddenly she knew…it was Nitrade. All this time, he’d been intoxicated with it all along.
“You filthy jerk! Such a dirty cheater! I knew something wasn’t right!” she exclaimed.
Chick laughed again, “That’s right. I’ve been taking Nitrade every single race. It’s amazing how it can affect a guy’s speed and agility. Not to mention that incredible feeling it gives you. You see, I knew McQueen would come back strong. I needed something new to help me beat him besides being aggressive. This way does a lot less damage on my part too. And I know it’s an illegal drug in racing, but they never caught me. Even if they do, my lawyer will back me up.” His eyes flicked over to a patch of darkness. Justin rolled out from beneath the shadows to park near Chick.
Sally’s mouth dropped open. “Justin? This is your client?” she whispered in utter shock.
Justin kept his face blank and didn’t say a word.
Chick spoke up, “Now I know I can’t take Nitrade in the final race. Security will be too tight. So, I had to devise something else to stop McQueen. I remembered his performance last year. He was torn up being away from you. That’s when I got an idea. If that messed him up enough then what would happen if I got rid of you altogether?”
Sally’s body ran cold. Surely he wouldn’t do it. He wasn’t really going to kill her was he?
Chick ran over the switch raising the lift much higher in the air. "There’s something I need McQueen to understand…I’m superior to him. By taking away the most precious thing in his life he’ll finally give up and never race again.
She began screaming frantically, trying to attract attention in any possible way.
“Don’t waste your breathe. We’re in the middle of nowhere and no one will ever hear you over the storm,” Chick said. He began circling her from below, staring longingly at her undercarriage and tattoo. He whistled before saying, “I can see why McQueen likes you so much, baby.”
Sally was thoroughly disgusted and filled with humiliation. At the same time rage was consuming her. She struggled desperately but couldn’t free herself.
Chick looked over at Justin, “And you dated this girl?”
Justin blinked and dropped his eyes to the floor.
Chick frowned, “Well, it’s a shame to have to do this to such a pretty girl. Maybe I should bang her once before we pull the plug?”
Justin’s face twisted in disgust. Sally’s stomach lurched as she tried to numb herself from his comment. She focused her eyes onto Justin. How could he stand there and watch this? How could he do this to her? How would he live with this for the rest of his life?
Chick drove back around to his side. “Never mind, we don’t have time to drag this out anymore. Justin, tell her what you have to say and let’s get it done with.”
Sally looked down, watching Justin slowly peel his eyes off the floor to meet hers. They were glazed over and filled with immense pain. She could see all the hurt she’d inflicted on him. He looked like a small beaten child crying out for help. He hadn’t said a word but she could read it all from his eyes. The eyes were the window to the soul, she knew that was true.
His lips parted, “Sally,” he said in a weak and hoarse voice.
Tears started streaming down her hood. This couldn’t be happening. She was stuck in the nightmare of a horror film.
Chick was growing impatient, “Come on already! Tell her what you told me and let’s get this over with!”
Justin continued fearfully holding her eye contact as his body shook.
Chick moved to one side of the room and slid a long, rusty pitchfork towards Justin. “Go on, tell her exactly what you told me.”
Sally chocked on her tears feeling paralyzed by all the conflicting emotions. Justin remained silent, not looking away from her.
“Justin…please,” she managed to strangle out of her mouth.
“TELL HER!” Chick shouted. A gun dropped out from his side and he aimed it directly at Justin’s side. If he pulled the trigger the bullet would shatter the glass of his window and go straight through to his brain.
Justin grabbed the pitchfork and was raising it. It was mere inches from one of her tanks when he opened his mouth. In a trembling and cracking voice and said the words, “If I can’t have you, nobody can.” He plunged the fork deep into her tank then let it drop and hit the ground. Sally drew in a breathe before yelping in overwhelming pain. Justin and Chick took off through the doors while oil gushed out onto the floor. The liquid of her life began pooling into a puddle below her…
There you have it! So hopefully you understood what Nitrade is, I'm not sure but I'm pretty sure there is something by the name of that in the real movie but of course it's not the same thing in this story! Also, some of the things are kind of hard to imagine perhaps like Justin lifting the fork and Chick's gun but I tried my best. And by the way [b]somethingguy[/b], that one line was for you if you know which one I'm talking about. :wink: Hahaha, wasn't planned but when I got to that part I thought of your comment and added it in. :stuck_out_tongue: Thanks for reading all of that if you did!!! <img src="//pixarplanet-forums.s3.dualstack.us-west-1.amazonaws.com/original/2X/c/cc83e9b583138e48ff45f96609046b06d06c7f9d.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":mrgreen:" title="Mr. Green"/>Oh, i see which one!
Ha ha ! Hey, has anyone seen TDIT around lately? I haven’t gotten any reviews from him/her lately and I usually look forward to them. 
TDIT is nocturnal…
Ahh, I see. LOL. I’m more of an afternoon visitor myself.
No, i have no idea where HE is. I made the mistake by thinking TDIT was a girl!
Yeah I haven’t seen him around much. Hahaha, thanks for helping me out there. I actually truly did think TDIT is a boy I just wasn’t 100% and I didn’t want to make that mistake! LOL, I bet that was kinda embarrassing or awkward. How did TDIT react?
HE didn’t really seem to care. But it was very embarrassing for me to think that, all this time I knew him, I thought he was a girl.
LOL! Yeah he is pretty laid-back so I don’t think he would be too bothered by it. I would have been embarassed too!
Sorry for such a long wait. I’ve been quite busy with school lately. Hopefully I’ve still got some readers though.
CHAPTER TEN
Hours had passed and the rain had ceased. Judging by the pale light seeping into the room Sally figured it must be very early morning. The draining of her oil had slowed to dripping. Despite this, the pool of black below her still continued to grow. Each droplet was the seconds of her life escaping her. She had to hand it to Chick, he timed her death perfectly. Chances were she’d be long past saving by the time anyone ever found her.
She was weak and tired. She’d cried until her windshield fluid ran dry. She had even been through most of her pre-death thoughts. She realized that she would never finish learning Italian from Guido and Luigi. Doc would never know just how thankful she was for everything he’d done. She reminded herself that none of them would know how much they had touched her life. While they were all important to her, 4 other cars stood out in her mind; her best friend, her parents and her lover.
Sally still didn’t want to give up on Justin. She’d seen the pain in his face when he stabbed her. Chick had made him, he had no choice. She knew it in her heart. They’d been so close; she didn’t want to erase their memories. Then there were her parents. They were her family. The same oil dripping to the floor ran through their bodies. She missed them so badly. It had been over a year and a half since she’d seen them last. What a way for them to find their daughter…And then there was McQueen. He was her best friend, he was her family and he was the one who loved her. She hadn’t even had the chance to become his lawfully wedded wife. The torture of her thoughts was too strong. She focused on keeping her eyes open. Surely if her eyes were open she couldn’t die…she couldn’t.
Meanwhile McQueen had awoken early. He always got up early on the big day but he was awake extra early today. He’d even beaten Lizzy and Filmore up. He left his cone and entered the motel lobby. He didn’t see Sally sleeping in her normal spot. He hadn’t seen her since last night at Flo’s and was clueless to where she could be. He checked the employee room; empty. Then he peeked into the window of several cones. She couldn’t be up cleaning this early could she? he wondered.
McQueen’s heart rate had quickened. He told himself not to panic, she couldn’t be far. Instead the opposite occurred, he started searching more frantically. He checked every possible place in town. After a bit he decided to ask Flo. He headed over to her house and pounded nervously on the door. Flo arrived at the door looking bewildered.
“Lightning! What is it?”
“I’m so sorry Flo. It’s just that, I can’t find Sally at all. I thought you might know where she is.”
“No, I’m not sure. Ain’t nobody seen her since she left for Tailfin Pass last night,” she explained.
“Tailfin Pass…Wheel Well! OK, thanks Flo!” McQueen said before racing off.
Mack would probably start nagging him to get ready soon but he couldn’t leave without saying goodbye to Sally. He was confused by why she would be out at Wheel Well for though. Maybe she had planned a surprise for him? His mind ran wild at the idea. He grinned to himself and sped up in excitement.
When he arrived he made a show of revving his engine loudly and gazing around curiously. He waited for her to appear from one of the rooms or to call his name. It was dead silent. Nothing moved and for a moment McQueen held his breathe. In an instant all his joy washed away. He backed up slowly and drove over to the spot where Sally and he had once sat. He gazed out over the town and land below. The sky reflected the perfect sunrise; all streaks of orange and sunlight. As he looked out it began to sink into his heart and mind. What he’d been fighting to deny all morning; something was wrong.
There you have it. I've already started the next chapter if people are still interested. Thanks for reading!I don’t know if anyone reads this anymore… 
But I think there might be a member or two who might like following along so I might as well post the next chapter for you.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
McQueen had finished searching Tailfin Pass and he was running out of time. He would have to leave soon, and if he didn’t he’d miss the race. He was only left with the possibility of Ornament Valley. The valley was huge, without much life to it but he had to try. He drove as fast as his four wheels could legally carry him. The run-down gas station, the old Race-O-Rama and the train tracks; he checked them all. He was about to try back in town when he spotted an old shack in the distance. It was poorly supported by rotting wood that looked like it could collapse at any second. There was no way Sally would be there. He was about to continue on his way when he stopped. Something internally told him to go check it. In an instance, he knew he couldn’t drive away without following the feeling.
Cutting across the desert dirt was easier than he expected. Practice at Willy’s Butte had really paid off. As he approached the shack he noticed the reeking smell of gas and other various odours. He was about to push open the wooden swinging door when his heart stopped. Inside he could faintly hear Sally’s voice.
As soft as a butterfly she whispered, “…I have too much to live for. I don’t know what’s worse, McQueen dying or me leaving him a lifetime of heartache. He’ll never know how much I could have loved him…” Her words sounded guilty and deceitful. Had he cheated on her? McQueen fought back tears and flung the door open.
“Sally! Baby, I’m right here!” he cried out. He entered the room to have his eyes meet the most horrifying sight he could imagine.
Sally was hoisted and strapped high above him on a chrome lift. Her body was shaking and trembling. The air had a strong metallic odour and the sight of oil filled his vision. His throat constricted in fear as he stared at the liquid. There was so much of it, everywhere. He felt like passing out but the adrenaline kicked in forcing him not too. He looked up to Sally’s drooped eyes and watched them slowly slide closed.
“Sally! SALLY!” he screamed. What do I do? There’s not enough time…not enough time, his mind whirled with frantic thoughts. He wanted to run away from the mortifying scene and cry. He wanted to so badly, when he suddenly shifted into a whole new gear. This was a flight or fight situation and he wasn’t going to take the easy way out.
McQueen bolted forward running over the switch of the lift and Sally began descending. His eyes darted around the room searching the piles of junk. He dug through old paint cans and hubcaps until he found a rusty chain link. By now Sally’s body had reached the ground and he raced over to release her from the lift. Then he secured one end of the chain to her back axle and fastened the other end to his own. He drove straight through Sally’s oil and busted out the doors.
He didn’t remember the last time he’d drove so fast towards town. The wind stung his eyes but he felt as though his senses had sharpened. Thankfully it was still too early for any traffic and he was able to reach the clinic in minutes. He flung the double doors open and was face-to-face with Doc enjoying a warm can of fuel. McQueen breathed heavily, unable to speak. Doc immediately pushed his can to the side in hastily. He quickly removed the hook from McQueen’s axle and hauled Sally into a back room without a word.
McQueen sat alone for a minute still catching his breathe. Sticky oil clung to his treads. He couldn’t shake the feeling of how cold her body had been when he freed her from the lift. There was nothing he could do now though, she was out of his tires…
Ummm, nothing much to say this time. Thanks to those who read.finally! a new chapter! glad you made it!
Oh! Sorry to have kept you waiting! Thanks so much. 
I’m working on getting it featured in Peach magazine soon! I think I’m going to pick a good part of the story to showcase but I’m not sure which part. Any ideas? Plus I made a cute title graphic that I’m going to release shortly.
I love it!!! I love lightning and sally having a “night” together ha ha ha! update soon please
Hey Destiny! I love new readers! I’m also really happy that you liked it. Hahaha, you liked that part eh? I had to keep it PG 13 but you get the idea. I usually try and post one chapter per week so keep an eye out for it next week. Thanks for reading!
thanks to you for write!!! I’m 18 years old actually and I get that part ha ha ha I want more romance between them ha ha