F1 One Shots

#20 Lewis - Germany 2019

ANGELINA POV.: It's again a race weekend. And I'm again able to accompany Lewis to it, for what I'm glad... We both hate being away from one another, so weekends like this are bleesing. As usuall, we took Coco and Roscoe with us too, both of them already used to constant travels.
This race weekend is even more important, as Mercedes is having anniversary for 125th year of competing in motorsport, and their 200th start in F1. It is that special, that Toto and the team agreed to make special tribute to it, by making one race- livery and even dress up, just like the team members when Mercedes started their journey. I think is very nice idea and for sure will be memorable...
But we also have it's downs this time... Since Thursday Lewis is not feeling himself... And I'm REALLY concerned about his health right now...! When I came out of the bathroom, I heard loud caugh. I didn't need to think, who was that...
-Lew...- I walked to him rather quickly and sat down beside him on the end of the bed. Lewis lifted his head and looked at me with sad smile and glossy eyes.
-What?
-You're sick Honey! I think you shouldn't race today...- I said, lightly rubing his stiff back.
-I can't not race Ange! They count on me! Besides, it's 200th race we're talking about!- he exclaimed and then coughed loudly.
-Here, drink- I sighed and passed him a glass full of water from his nightstand, which he drank in no time.
-Thanks- in return I just kissed his warm and a little sweaty cheek.
-I'm really concerned about your health Love...- I told him, not hiding it at all.
-I know, but I can't let them down...- he argued and held his throat -Not after qualifying on pole again...!
-They can put someone else in there. Esteban, Stoffiel...- I tried to resonate with him.
-I know Angie. But I'm good to go...
-As you want Lew- I agreed with him, and soon after that we went out of our shared room, to go to the track...

THE RACE
Angela and I tried to keep Lewis in as much comfort as possible, even though we saw he's feeling extremely weak. Angela constantly was giving him new towels, and I passed him bottle with electrolits every few minutes to keep him hydrated, even thought he wasn't feeling like eating. Looking at him like that, so weak and miserable wasn't a good sight at all! His glossy eyes and weak posture was making my heart break to pieces, but I didn't say it out loud, as I didn't want him to hear it and worried more.
-Good luck baby! Get out there and do your best!- I told him and kissed him softly for good luck, as I do every time I'm with him during race weekends.
-Thanks Ange- he responded and his voice cracked again.
-Drink- I passed him his bottle again. Lewis drunk few gulps out of it and then got ready to race.
-Give me normal gloves, normal gloves!- he told the team, and I weekly smiled -These don't fit!
One of the mechanics did that, and then we heard Toto:
-Lewis, it's Toto. I opened the chanel... Tell me...
-Apart from the fact that I feel like jelly.... I'm good to go..
-OK Lewis. Keep us updated...
-Will do- he agreed and then drove off, to the track. I crossed my fingers for him, as always.
-Let's pray for good...
-Let's pray...- Angela agreed with me, with sigh.
At first, it wasn't that bad, Lewis was casually strolling down the track on first place, while everyone behind him struggled with rain, but our luck was cutted shortly...
Lewis spun and ended up in the gravel, but mirecously saved himself from the crash. It made me hold my breath, scared a little. Soon after that, Lewis drove into the track, but fell to 16th position.
-That's not good...- I chuckled and exchange glances with Angela. Cullen was worried as much as I was... Right now whole hope was in Valtteri, to bring home the score we wanted...
-Lew will be angry...
-I know. But I told him not to race today, and focus on his health!
-You did everything you could. We both know how Lewis is...- Angela assured me and I sighed defeated, but she was right.
But very soon after that, our misfortune continued, as Valtteri spun the car straight to the gravel and wall, ending his race immediately.
-No!!- both sides of the garage yelled in frustration, very unhappy.
-Lewis, it's bad... Valtteri just crashed...- I heard Bono tell my boyfriend about the current situation.
-Fuck! How it could go from not really good, to the worst scenerio possible?!- he said in frustration and then coughed.
-We don't know, but all hope to bring us points is you...
-Bono, Can I talk to him?- I asked Peter.
-If you want- he agreed, and gave me another headset. I put it on and helped myself stand properly with the table, as I was shaking a little.
-Lew, it's me...
-Angel!- my heart broke at that moment. He sounded so defeated and irritated...
-You need to calm down Honey! I know it sucks, and you feel as sick as ever, but they need you to focus, ok?
-It's so bad, Val crashed and I...
-I know, I heard everything! You need to focus Lew! Really! And after that we'll get back to the hotel and you can rest as long as you want!
-My body feels like jello, Ange. I feel so cold and hot at the same time, my vision is blurry...!
-I know baby! But you decided to race, so zip it up and try to gain as much positions as possible! Can you do that for me?- I asked him with hope in my voice, while deep inside me I felt my heart breaking into thousends of pieces.
-I can try...- he's voice cracked again.
-I love you baby, be strong for me...!
-I love you too, Princess!- he replied and then we didn't say another word. I just let him race...
-And?
-I think I managed to calm him down a bit... But let's not expect miracles, as he's not himself today, far from that even...- I sighed and sat down next to Angela.
-We'll see...- she sighed and added -He's lucky to have you... Really.
-Thanks. But the truth is, I'm way more lucky to have him...- I told her, and snuggled more into Lewis' warm coat, which I put on, over mine. It's really chilly today...

As we feared, the best possible weekend turned into dissaster and nightmere... I hope it's last race like that...! Lewis got 11th, so just out of points, and Valtteri got DNF... Very bad result for the team...
I was chatting with Val, to try to cheer him up a bit, when Lewis got back. It was known, as whole garage went silent.
-Lew...- I whispered and stood up, to wrap him in tight hug -You did everything you possibly could! Don't beat yourself up for it!- I assured him. Lewis just hummed in response, pressing his very warm body to mine. It was very hard for me to pull back, but I had to check on him. So I did that and took his helmet and balaclava off of him. That's when I saw those eyes I love glossy and shiny as ever, and pure pain in them.
-Lew...- I whined under my breath and took his face in my hands -How are you feeling Honey?- I asked him, brushing his cheeks with my thumbs gently.
-Tired, defieted, sick...- he counted and then bowed his head to cough into his fist.
-You did awsome, no matter the outcome! Wet condistions and 40* temperature! Either way I'm proud of you! We all are!- I assured him and gave his forehead sweet kiss -Lew, you're burning!
-I can feel it- he horasely answered, his shiny eyes fixated on mine.
-We need to go for the debrievs...- Angela looked really sad.
-Make it quick, please- I gazed at her, and Cullen just noded, and then they left again, while I stayed back, to wait for them.

.....
After few long hours of work, we finally could come back to the hotel. For whole ride I took Lewis' hand in mine and gave it assuring squezze from time to time, accompanied with sweet kisses on his shoulder. Everyone could see how tired and sick he was, so nobody was stopping us. Angela and Toto understood why we wanted to eat in our room, and bid us goodbays' on the way, adding that we're flying back to England tomorrow afternoon, so Lewis can rest. I thanked them and pulled him with me to our room. My heart was breaking constantly, as I saw him in such a fragile state. Just not like my Lewis...
-Now go, take a warm shower and I'll order us some diner- I said and kissed his forehead, when we finally locked ourselves in our room.
-Ok- he agreed and did just that, while I phoned hotels' reception and changed into Pjs' myself.
Not long after that, food came and soon after Lewis emerged the bathroom.
-How do you feel?- I asked him, concerned.
-Not good...
-Feel like eating anything?- I asked again, as he laid down beside me.
-Not really...- came answer, as his gaze was focused on the ceiling above us.
-Lew..?! You need to eat Love!- I disagreed.
-Fine, but just a bit!- he gave up easier than I thought, but I putted it on his fragile state right now. We ate in silence, and then Lewis took some medications to lower the temperature he has and some other stuff to make him feel better.
-How about going to sleep ealier than usual? You can lay down on my lap, and I'll brush your curls a bit, hm?- I suggested, my heart breaking by the sight of his glossy and tired eyes, so different than the onces I fell in love with...
-Ok- Lewis agreed and laid down, as I began my fun with his hair, Roscoe and Coco laying beside us. We stayed like that for couple of minutes in complete silence.
-Thanks Angel... For everything...- he whispered and soon after that, contently fell asleep.
-You're welcome Lew- I replied with a chuckle and bend down to kiss his sweaty forehead. Then I laid him on the pillow, and did the same, huging him close. It was really tough weekend, and it's finally over! But sadly, everything will be better after some more time, when Lew will be healthy again...
THE END

This time, OS inspired by race in Germany back in 2019 and sadly, sick Lewis.
I hope you like it...
Have a nice day! / Good night!
F.