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Keep On Truckin’
(sequel to IMYOR62)

Chapter Fourteen:
Truculence

After the crash, Mack had been prohibited from going out onto the tracks to see Vee. "Authorized personnel only!" the officials had told him, regardless of his efforts to reason with them. How Doc had managed to gain clearance was beyond him. Nevertheless, the older car had literally raced out to the crash site, causing a sensation as eager onlookers, already in an uproar over the crash, cheered to see the racing legend momentarily back in action.

Mack's state of near-panic graduated to full-fledged horror as he watched the slow-motion instant replay of the crash and the events leading up to it. As Vee's crumpled form was tossed carelessly this way and that, shedding blood and oil and scraps of metal, the semi's insides felt as though they were experiencing the exact same thing. If a single coherent thought could have formed in his mind in those first nightmarish moments, it may very well have been "There is no worse feeling than this."

His wife… his best friend and his soul mate… and their baby… his baby… could very well die. Why his head didn't explode with the enormity of that realization, he had no idea. It was just too much to bear. Thinking was too much to bear. Merely existing was too much to bear. Why hadn't he just put his tire down and forbade her to race? Because he wasn't the type to boss anyone around, and Vee wasn't the type to do what she was told. He might have laughed at that answer if the situation hadn't been so dire.

Mack watched Vee being loaded into the back of an ambulance up on the big screen. Somehow, he had to find out which hospital they were taking her to, and he had to get there ASAP. If it wasn't already too late…

"Mack!" Lightning was shouting to him from somewhere nearby.

Mack looked around and spotted the racecar rolling awkwardly into the pits. He rushed to meet him at the Rusteze station. His front left tire was flat, and there were scratches along his right flank from where he had sideswiped one of the wrecked cars. Mack noticed a dark smear on his cheek, like a mixture of oil and transmission fluid. Or blood. But he wasn't bleeding. And then there were the flecks of lavender paint on his ruined tire. Mack glanced up at the screen. Technicians were still working to clean up the debris. The twisted daggers of metal, the various fluids… some of which had come from Vee.

He grabbed the smaller vehicle and yanked him away from his pit crew. "You saw Vee? How is she? Is she alright? Is she conscious? Is the baby alright? TELL ME!"

"Whoa! Easy, Mack!" Lightning said as he pulled himself free of the semi's powerful grip. "Yes, I saw her, and no, she wasn't conscious." He hesitated for a moment before forcing himself to continue. "She… she didn't look good, Mack. Not good at all."

Mack's head spun with those words. He turned away, staring down at his hood, fighting back tears. Gaspar drove up to him and opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He knew there wasn't a single thing he could say to help his son. Lightning sighed heavily, feeling guilty for not having been able to prevent the accident. He reluctantly returned to his pit crew to fix his tire.

"Hoo baby, I'm parched! Hey Buck, toss me a cold one quick. I gotta get back out there before the rest of these lemons."

Mack was driving toward the source of that voice even before he knew who it was. Chick coasted into the pits, not a dent on his entire body nor a care in the world, laughing. Laughing, while the most important person in Mack's life lie mangled in the back of an ambulance, put there by none other than Chick Hicks himself. It was astounding how something so very green could make a man see red.

Mack didn't care much for that Hicks character, never did. He had never approved of his aggressive racing tactics or his showboating arrogance. He cared for him even less when he learned that the love of his life shared a seedy past with the notorious racecar. But now... now he downright loathed him.

Chick never saw him coming. One moment he was idling leisurely in the pits, sipping chilled oil… the next moment he had the wind knocked out of him as he found himself skidding sideways twenty feet, spitting oil all the way.

"What the—?" Before he could get another word out, Mack struck him again, knocking him clear off his tires. He rolled and landed upright. The truck was upon him again. Chick was shoved with crushing force against a wall. He tried to yell, but couldn't so much as squeak. He gasped for air that refused to enter his lungs.

"YOU BASTARD! YOU BASTARD!" Mack roared, slamming him against the wall repeatedly. Giant tires pummeled him left and right while an equally large grille kept him pinned to the wall. Stars exploded before Chick's eyes, the bitter taste of blood and break fluid filling his mouth.

Terrified screams filled the air as forklifts from various teams fled the vicinity. Several semis and pickups raced to intervene. Gaspar, who was nearest, got there first, followed immediately by another big rig. Both seized hold of Mack, but his blind fury could not be easily restrained.

"MACK!" Gaspar yelled, struggling with his son. "FOR DODGE SAKE, STOP! YOU'RE GONNA KILL HIM!"

Those words somehow managed to get through to the younger Trucker. He dropped Chick suddenly and backed away, staring down in horror at the half-crushed car. Blood, oil and antifreeze were smeared and splattered everywhere. Every inch of the stock car's body was covered in deep dents and scratches. He was barely clinging to consciousness as he looked up through black and swollen eyes at his attacker. Mack's tanks churned at the sight. 'Oh Chrysler, what have I done?'

A crowd was quickly starting to form, a din of engines and voices all around him, from shrill whispers to angry shouts. Several security personnel, mostly stocky SUV's, plus a few cars, came barreling onto the scene. Their take-charge demeanor visibly withered when they saw what Mack had done, and they approached the much larger vehicle with utmost caution. One particularly brave SUV instructed Gaspar and the other semi to "keep a firm grip on him" before reading him his rights.

Reporters and photographers oozed in through the gathering crowd, assaulting Mack and Chick with bright flashes of light and shouted questions. Few were courageous enough to get very close to Mack. Field medics pushed their way through next to get to the injured racecar. All of the ambulances were still busy out on the tracks. As the crowd and the uproar grew, Mack felt himself being pulled away from the chaos. A too-small parking boot was attached to his front right wheel, but he didn't even feel the pinch. He'd gone numb. His eyes glazed over until the barrage of lights and frantic cars became no more than a colorful haze. Words refused to form on his tongue, let alone in his mind. He'd gone numb. Numb, dumb, deaf and blind.

Gaspar and the other truck led him away from the scene, closely surrounded by security personnel. Mack did not resist. His father was saying something to him, but he couldn't hear the words. His grim tone said enough. Mack felt a sudden emptiness on his left side, and realized that his father was no longer there. If he hadn't been so utterly numb, he would have understood completely why he had had to let him go.

Gaspar turned away, blinking back tears as his pregnant daughter-in-law was taken to the hospital and his only son into police custody. He turned on his headset cell phone, hesitant. A state away, his wife and friends would be watching the race on TV. If he didn't call them, they'd be calling him. Any minute now.

Sure enough, he heard a ring. Without even waiting to hear who the call was from, he answered it. Midge's panicked voice filled his ears.

"Gaspar! I saw the crash! How is Vee? Is she alright? What's going on? Where's Mack? Is he okay? For Dodge sake, tell me what's happening!"

"Honey, calm down! They took Vee to the hospital. Doc went with her. I haven't had a chance to see her yet. It all happened so fast."

"What about the baby?" Midge demanded. "That crash looked really bad. She could have a miscarriage!"

Gaspar sighed. "I know, but… well, all we can do is pray. Vee's tough. I know she can pull through this. And the kid's half semi. That's a plus."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment. Gaspar didn't volunteer any more information, hoping to delay the inevitable for as long as possible.

"How's Mack taking it?" Midge asked quietly, and his tanks churned. If only someone else could tell her. But no. It was his burden to bear alone. His wife, his son, his burden.

"Not very well," he said after a pause. "He had a bit of a breakdown and he…" Gaspar cleared his throat, which had suddenly gone dry. All the moisture seemed to have gone to his eyes. "…took it out on Hicks."

"What do you mean?" Midge asked fearfully.

By this point he had to force himself to speak. "I mean he attacked him. Beat 'im up real bad."

"WHAT?!"

Gaspar winced. "Yeah. Real bad. Hicks is pretty messed up. Looks like hell." He looked back at the scene he'd left behind. "They're loading 'im up in an ambulance now."

"Well that's – I can't b— where's Mack now?" Midge stammered, her voice raising in both pitch and decibel.

Gaspar refused to look in the direction they had taken his son. He sighed heavily, voice and eyes both brimming with tears that he managed (just barely) to control. "Arrested. He's goin' to jail."

Nothing that had happened that day hurt nearly as much as the sound of his wife crying over the phone. Her sorrow was loud and clear, yet she was so very far away. It pained him not to be able to hold her close and comfort her the way he so longed to do.

"I'm sorry, hun." After a long and weighty silence peppered by Midge's sobs, he spoke again. "Listen, I'm gonna go to the hospital now, check on Vee. Then I'm gonna go see what I can do about our son. I have a feeling I won't be home for a while, 'cuz I don't think either one of 'em will be released anytime soon. I don't wanna just up and leave 'em all alone here."

Midge sniffled. "I'm coming out there," she announced.

"No, honey. Don't. I'll handle it. You just stay home."

"I'm coming," she said again, with conviction. "It's our family, Gaspar. I want to be there."

Gaspar sighed. "All right. Lightning's staying at the Four Seasons on Beachfront. I'll meet you there when you get in, 'kay?"

"Okay. I should be there in three hours. I'm leaving right now."

Gaspar hung up, then looked down to see Lightning standing in front of him, his flat tire replaced. For a long moment the two men just stood there, exchanging solemn looks. There were a million things that either one could have said to the other, but the heavy silence did not break, even for an instant. Gaspar merely nodded, then turned and drove away, knowing full well that his friend would follow.


Chapter Fifteen: [link]

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A/N: I changed the title of the previous chapter because I forgot that that particular title was supposed to be used for an upcoming chapter.

P.S.: The title of this chapter is a pun on the word 'truck'. 'Truculence' is defined as "feeling or displaying ferocity; fierce; cruel; savagely brutal, aggressively hostile; belligerent."
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:iconcentaur71:
Centaur71 Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2014
I've felt anger and fury like that myself; it's NOT pretty...or fun  :'-(
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Nevuela Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2014
:iconseriousnod:
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Elchupacabra51 Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I can't believe I'm saying this but... I feel so sorry for Chick... Even though he deserved it
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2014
:iconseriousnod:
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:iconkirbyfan1990:
Kirbyfan1990 Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2013  Student Writer
NO HOLDS-CARRED BEATDOWN. Chicky had it coming, 'cause Carma is a b***h.
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2013
:iconevilgrinplz: MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
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katiesiskool67 Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2012  Student Artist
dont kill him,let me beat him to.
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2012
Slash his tires! XD
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katiesiskool67 Featured By Owner Jan 14, 2012  Student Artist
ok!!!
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HIYT3 Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2011  Student Artist
hooray!!!!!!!!!chick finally got what he deserved!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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sommerfield-akatsuki Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2011
Me: *on sidelines* Mack! Stop! Don't kill him! let the rest of us have a turn. *2 of my closest friends come up with steel bats and air wrenches*
XD, just kidding, poor Vee and Mack :(
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Pam2daRobin Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2011
Yowza!!! Mack went all komakazee!!! Also, Mack smashing up Chick reminds me of Christine killing Moochie Welch! I mean the way I'm picturing it, Mack was flattening Chick against the track wall, nearly cutting him in half. Poor Chick! Ah, well. The little fucktard had it coming.
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2011
Hehe, yeah. That's what you call a "raging semi"! :D
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:iconpam2darobin:
Pam2daRobin Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2011
Who knows? Maybe Christine possessed him to do it.
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:iconpam2darobin:
Pam2daRobin Featured By Owner May 28, 2011
Whoa Mack! Ease off! You don't want to go to Jail!
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Daughter-of-sekhmet Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2010  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
oh LightningandSallyFan will not be happy she loves chick.
i feel sorry for chick abit.
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Nevuela Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2010
I can't give anything away, but things will look up for Chick soon. ^_^
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Daughter-of-sekhmet Featured By Owner Jul 20, 2010  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
great :dance:
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:iconbucky96:
bucky96 Featured By Owner May 12, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Mack shouldve killed that idiot for what he has done!

This story is toally EPIC!
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner May 12, 2010
Oh, and thanks for the reviews!
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saleh9 Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2010
OH SH mack are killed :O_o:
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2010
No no, you'll see. Keep reading. The next chapter explains.
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saleh9 Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2010
why
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner May 12, 2010
Well, technically it isn't completely Chick's fault. I wrote it so that he wouldn't be a completely bad guy, but not totally innocent, either.

For one thing, Vee told him she wasn't pregnant, and I don't think even someone like Chick would deliberately cause a pregnant woman to crash. And he only meant to bump her back after she bumped him. He wasn't actually looking to hurt her. And lastly it got out of control because Lightning moved in to try to stop Chick, so Chick was forced to change angles at the last split second.

I actually like Chick Hicks. Yes, he's an annoying bastard, but -- I dunno. There's just something about him. He'll have his redemption in this story. You'll see. ^_^
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bucky96 Featured By Owner May 13, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Aww come on!:) atleast make lightning seem nicer!:)

I lover ur writing!
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Nevuela Featured By Owner May 13, 2010
I thought Lightning WAS nicer. He's improved a lot since the movie, plus he's looking out for Vee during races. He tried to stop Chick from harassing her, remember?

I'm glad you're enjoying it! ^_^
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Sky-Lily Featured By Owner May 8, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh my gosh 0_0

Though I've gotta say, Chick had it coming.
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner May 8, 2010
Yeah, but so did Vee, in a way. She knew better than to risk racing in her condition, plus she lied to Chick twice about it. Tough call who's truly to blame for what. That's what makes this so fun to write. ^_^
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Sky-Lily Featured By Owner May 9, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
I guess everyone's at fault. o_o
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Rollerwings Featured By Owner May 7, 2010  Hobbyist Writer
Wow, I did NOT expect Mack to retaliate this violently! It does seem in character, though, as I see him as the type who's very protective of those close to him (McQueen, Vee, his parents and so on.) I imagine the consequences will be tough for this one; after all, he attacked a competitor during a race. Nonetheless, I'm sure a lot of cars in the audience were secretly thinking it was about time Hicks got what was coming to him.

Anxiously awaiting word that Vee and the baby are okay!
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Nevuela Featured By Owner May 7, 2010
I haven't given any thought to the possible repercussions of Mack's actions, beyond how badly he injured Chick and then ending up in jail. I'm thinking that once word gets out about Vee being pregnant (which will have to happen sooner or later anyway) things will come close to evening out, though I can still see Mack and Chick both getting a few nasty letters from racing fans. And just wait till the press sinks its teeth into this story! XD
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bucky96 Featured By Owner May 12, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
mack should get off easy with the law beacause doc pusudes them... or something like that. It was the first thing that came to mind!
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Nevuela Featured By Owner May 12, 2010
Things will definitely work out for him. That's all I can say for now. Very soon ch. 15 shall be posted!
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bucky96 Featured By Owner May 13, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
When! Ur giving me anxitiy!!!!:)
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Nevuela Featured By Owner May 13, 2010
LOL no worries. I'm hoping to have it posted by this weekend.
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amberchrome Featured By Owner May 5, 2010  Professional General Artist
Not a nice outcome, but Chick was cruising for it.
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Nevuela Featured By Owner May 7, 2010
Yeah, but he really didn't mean for it to be such a bad wreck, and Vee did lie to him about being pregnant, otherwise he wouldn't have done it. I can't imagine Chick going so far as to do that to a pregnant car. Everyone's got to draw the line somewhere.
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TaiOMega Featured By Owner May 5, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
O.o.. whoa.. serves chick right to get what was coming to him... even if ol,mack is getting his tail in jail for that..
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Gravidtron Featured By Owner May 5, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
OK, this is coming from completely outside the circle of Cars fandom, but still, I have to ask: BLOOD? Is this established fanon or just something you're doing in your story for dramatic effect?
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Nevuela Featured By Owner May 5, 2010
Well, I've come across it in a few other fanfics. To be realistic, every living thing that's not a plant has some form of blood circulating through its body. I like playing with the whole "Cars are cyborgs" scenario. XP
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Gravidtron Featured By Owner May 5, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
I guess it depends on your interpretation of the events of the film. I basically took it to be a parable about people's relationships with their cars, with each character actually combined with their car as a metaphor for their personality. Probably hard to write a fanfic if the whole thing is supposed to be metaphorical, though...
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Neo53 Featured By Owner May 5, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
For half the chapter my toes were curled with excitment, the other with my fingers slapped over my lips! Damn! Be it Vee or Mack...Damn. LOL! Both in a pickle... ~wipes sweat~

C'mon Chapter 15! :D
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner May 5, 2010
Hehe. My work here is finished. Well, for this chapter, anyway. Ima get goin' on the next one really soon!
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:iconneo53:
Neo53 Featured By Owner May 5, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Indeedly so! Well done, left me kicking my chair in anticipation when I came to chapter's end. Really excited to see you writing again!! Keep it up! Its *choice* reading :3
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johnnywhoeven Featured By Owner May 5, 2010
poor vee and poor mack.
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:iconnevuela:
Nevuela Featured By Owner May 5, 2010
Yeah. Now to get crackin' on ch. 15! ^_^
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johnnywhoeven Featured By Owner May 5, 2010
will do :iconwhistleplz:
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Nevuela Featured By Owner May 7, 2010
BTW I like your sig. I wish I knew of some American stereotypes I could use for myself. We've probably got a lot worse ones than you guys. Got any good ones for us Yanks over there? ^_^
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johnnywhoeven Featured By Owner May 8, 2010
well i don't want to mention them, i hate stereotype full stop.
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