Legado | 𝑫.𝑹

Part 2

Present day - May 8th 2018:

Emilia Senna had changed after her accident.

For the next few years after the 2010 season, she seemed to mellow out. She didn't push herself to fight with the top teams like she did successfully back when she was fighting for the championship and she always made sure to stay out of trouble. If the car had mechanical issues, it was being double and triple checked for any form of error that could have her ending up like she did during the 2010 Belgium Grand Prix.

It was 2015 when she was fighting for the championship once again with Lewis Hamilton, the William's somehow finding a way to constantly be sandwiched in between the two Mercedes.

After that, the fire within her had returned. She became the driver who she had been throughout the first four years of her F1 career and the driver she had been when she won the 2010 world championship.

Because Emilia Senna's soul was tainted with Ayrton Senna.

So when she got into the car, it was no longer her who was behind the wheel. But him instead.

And the fact she had returned to McLaren for the 2018 season gave everybody a major sense of deja vu, those who had watched the sport back in the late 80's/early 90's remembering when her father had been driving for the same team.

The similarities between them became much more obvious.

"Oh would you look at that." Emilia's voice rings out through the air as she clocks onto the gathering.

"Em!" Lewis Hamilton grins at the approaching woman. "Sebbbbb! Em is here!"

"How long has he been moping around?" Emilia asks, hearing the shouting voice of the German.

"To long." Kimi Raikkonen mutters.

Emilia was left squealing as the body of her best friend slammed into her side, nearly knocking her from her feet as he wrapped her into a hug. A hug which then became so tight that she was lifted from the floor.

"SEBASTIAN! DO NOT BREAK MY TEAMMATE!"

"I'M NOT GOING TO BREAK HER! DON'T BE DRAMATIC, FERNANDO!"

"Seb put me down."

The German grinned sheepishly when he placed her down but wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they were joined by the one Fernando Alonso. A man who seemed to glaring daggers at the Ferrari driver stood next to his new teammate for the season.

"It has been three days since you saw her." Fernando deadpans, looking to Sebastian.

"Three days to long." The blonde smiles.

"Idiot." Emilia laughs.

She ducks out from under his arm, jumping over the back of the sofa-like bench that was behind her and landing on the empty seat on the other side of it. Kimi smiled at her from a few feet away and Lewis laughed at the looks she received from her teammate and best friend whilst Emilia just stuck her middle finger up at the both of them instead.

"I really want to know how we're going to survive the rest of this season." Lewis mutters.

"What do you mean?" Sebastian questions, him and Fernando now taking a seat.

"With Em and Fernando as teammates."

"Easy." Emilia grins. "The same way that they dealt with Jenson and Fernando as teammates."

"Surprisingly, none of us are Jenson or Fernando so we wouldn't know that." Lewis deadpans.

"I am in fact Fernando." Fernando states.