F1 One Shots

#10 Checo - Sick

MARISOL POV: Sadly, I couldn't attend Monaco GP, because I have to take care of my grandma. That's why I had to stay in Gualdajara, and let Checo go without me. Of course, Red bull provided him with another PR in my absence, and Xavi keeps an eye on him, but I still feel bad... I really hate leaving him... But nobody else could check on my grandma, as my parents are in quarantine, because their co-worker has been reported to have Covid. The same is with my sister, whom got stuck in her work apartment in Belgium. It's really a shame that I'll miss first street race in this years' calendar, Amber Louge and all of this festivness of Monaco, but family always comes first!
Right now, I just left my grandma in the living room, with her evening show to cook us some diner, when my phone start to ring. Suprised, I took it out of one of my back pockets in my jeans, and looked at the screen. I got double suprise, as I saw Max's number and face on it.
-Max?!- I mumbled to myself, really shocked. Young Verstappen and Sergio are teammates only since this years march, so it's not very long, but they get a long pretty well...
Waisting no time, I picked it up:
(S- Marisol, M- Max)
S: What's up Max?- I asked the dutchman, tuging my hair behind left ear.
M: Sorry to call you this late, but....
S: It's nothing really. I was just going to cook diner. But why do you call me?- I assured him with light smile, leaning agains the kitchen counter.
M: We have a problem....
S: What problem?
M: Checo is sick...
S: What?!
M: Yeah, like REALLY sick!- I easly heard how nervous he was..
S: What happened?
M: I don't know!- I could swear that he shruged his shoulders at that, with very confused expresion on his face -He probably ate something during the party...- I also could hear how uncomfortable he was, telling me this. I'm 100% sure he scrached his neck at that, bowing his head a little.
S: How bad is it?- Verstappen really got me worried...
M: Well... He threw up quite a lot... And he probably has a fever...
S: Max, probably!?
M: I don't know, ok!? Xavi is checking up on him!
S: Ok... Keep him hydrated, I'm on my way!
M: What?! How?! What about your grandma?!- he was really confused.
S: I'll find the quickest way, don't worry!- I assured Max and added -Keep me updated on his condition. I'll see you guys in few hours!
Without further due, we hung up. I stared at my phone for breef moment, and then came back to my grandma. I told her everything, really nervous. She understood and told me to go, take care of my boy, and not to worry about her. I thanked her, gave her big hug and then stormed to my room, to quickly pack my suitcase, and book a plane ticket to Monaco. I got lucky, because I had to wait only an hour... But nothing could stop me from being REALLY worried....

FEW HOURS LATER
MONACO
After 3 long hours I finally landed in Monaco. Via text I knew that Mackenzie and Victoria will pick me up here, and drive to the hotel they were staying in. Well, most of the crew and Checo was, because Vicky and Kenz stayed with Max in his apartment.
On our way to the hotel, we stopped for breef moment in the pharmacy, to buy some things.
-Max and Xavi are keeping an eye on him...- Vicky told me and flashed me a reasuring smile.
-Thanks.
-You're welcome!
In no time we made it to the hotel. Kenz left the car in the parking lot, and then we stormed into the hotels' lobby. After quick check in, we dashed upstaris, to get to Sergios' room as soon as possible. I was REALLY worried...
When we reached our destination, I quickly knocked on the door. They flung open in no time, reveling very tired looking Max.
-Hey Sol. You made it!- he greeted me and let us in.
-Yeah, I did. Hi- I gave him a breef hug and then we parted -How is he?
-Sleeping. But it doesn't look good...- said familiar voice behind me. I took a sharp turn, to face also very tired looking Xavi, who closed the door, leading to the bedroom section in this spaceous apartment-like room.
-Hey Xav- I greeted him, gave a hug and then looked at all of them -Go to sleep. I got him...
-You sure?- Kenzie wasn't sure.
-I'm. Go. You need to sleep, especially you Max. You have free practises tomorrow...
-And you?- Max backed up his girlfriend.
-I need to take care of Sergio. But I got this, don't worry about me!- I assured them with light, a little forced smile, still with bag full of different medications in hand, and my suitcase by my side.
-Ok, but call me whenever you'll need anything, any time!
-Be sure I'll- I told Xavi, and all four of them left, leaving me alone in this room. I sighed, rolled my case to the nearest wall and quietly went to the bedroom part of the place, to check on Sergio. Even from the doorstep I could clearly see that he was shiverimg and his body was covered in thick layer of sweat.
-Ay, Checo..- I sighed and entered the room, to sit beside him on the bed. I checked his temperature and put wet and cold towel on his burning forehead, to cool down his body a bit.
I don't know for how long I've been sitting like that, looking at him with sorrow and worry in my gaze, but sudenly, Checo shot straight up, fully awoken. I only managed to pass him a bowl, which was standing next to my feet, when he hurled forward and emptied his stomach. I patiently waited, brushing my hand along his spine in comforting manner. When he was ready, I took it from him and placed it back on the floor, and then looked at him again.
-Sol? Qué estás haciendo aquí?
-Max called me, told me that you're sick, and that he needs my help...
-But what about your Abuela?
-She fully understands, and told me to go, to check on you- I assured him with light smile, and let myself run my hand through his black hair, even though that they're sticky from sweat. I could clearly see that Checo is taking comfort from my touch.
-What have you eaten?
-Qué?- he weakly replied.
-What have you eaten at the party?- I paciently asked him again.
-No lo se...
-Checo...?! You need to remember Cariño! You're sick for a reason!?
-Pistachos...
-Qué?
-I ate dessert with pistachos in it...
-Sergio?!- I whined -You're alergic to pistachos!
-I forgot...
-And now you suffer!- I chipped and kissed his sweaty forehead, not to laugh at his miserable face.
-It's awfull!- he whined and then sneezed loudly.
-I know, but I'll help you...
-And what if you get sick then?
-We'll worry about it, when it happens. Now, I need you to take those and I'll get back with a drink in a minute...
-What drink?
-I don't think you want to eat anything now, so you need to at least take some electrolytes to get better...
-Ok. Confío en ti- he whispered and looked at me with glossy eyes. I didn't reply anything, just kissed his forehead and then left the room to get a glass of water, to pour electrolytes in it. It didn't take me long, before I came back and again sat beside him.
-Here. Drink it and swallow the pils I gave you...- I said softly, and Checo did just that.
-And now what?
-Now, we're going to sleep. You need to recover very fast, if you want to drive Monaco, and sleep is the best medicine... Besides, we'll see how you would feel during the night, alright?
-I'm glad you're here, with me...- he said weakly and smiled, giving my hand a gentle squiezze.
-I'll always be. Don't worry about it- I returned the gesture, and not long after that, we're seatled down in the bed, ready to sleep. We both needed it.... Besides, Checo needs to be alright in few hours, at least to drive car in FP's... I hope that it's rather light allergy attack, and he'll be healthy soon...
I don't really know when we feel asleep, but for sure I felt the stedy rhythm of his breathing agains my hand. Even thought it's a little likely for me to get that allergy also, but I missed him to much, to decline his warm hug. It felt like home...
THE END

This time a sick Sergio...
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F.