Senna's Daughter - Carlos Sainz/ Lewis Hamilton

Chapter 25 - Welcome baby P!

28th of July - German GP

Gabriela Senna's POV:

I was sitting in the McLaren garage, closely monitoring Carlos' lap times, my fingers crossed for an improved performance on the next lap. Suddenly, a gentle voice broke through my focus. "Hey, Gabi. I felt lonely over at the Toro Rosso garage. Can I come sit with you?" Kelly asked in Portuguese—we always spoke in our native language to each other cause why not? I turned and gave her a reassuring smile.

"Of course, please do. I could use the company too."

As she attempted to settle into the chair beside me, she suddenly gasped and clutched her belly.

"Ahh!" She cried out.

"Oh my God, Kelly, are you okay?" Concern laced my voice as I grabbed her arm.

"No, I don't think so. I'm in so much pain... I think I'm going into labor."

"Help, help!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

Instantly, a wheelchair was at our side, manned by two medical professionals. We swiftly made our way to an ambulance. Thank, god. There was a hospital nearby.

In the ambulance, Kelly's tears were uncontrollable. "Gabi, I'm scared. I'm not due until the end of next month. Will my baby be okay?" she sobbed, fear evident in her eyes. I was trying my best to not cry. I needed to be strong to give her courage.

I took her hand, squeezing it gently. "Kelly, don't worry. You and the baby will be just fine. God always knows what's best for us. Trust that everything happens for a reason. You're going to meet your daughter today."

"Penelope," she whispered, the name barely audible over her cries and the contractions that came more frequently.

"What?" I leaned closer, trying to hear her.

"Her name will be Penelope."

"Oh, Penelope! What a beautiful name. We'll be meeting our baby P in just a few hours."

"Yeah, I hope. Do you know if the race is over?"

"I'm not sure, let me check," I responded, reaching for my phone.

"Please, tell Daniil I need him," she pleaded, her voice breaking with emotion.

"Don't worry, I'll let him know right away," 

I glanced at the race timer; only five minutes remained. Quickly, I sent a message to Carlos and Lando, hoping they'd see it once the race concluded. Then, a brilliant idea came to my mind. I dialed Charlotte's number immediately.

"Charlotte, where are you right now?"

"I'm in the hospitality area. Do you need something? I can head to the garage if you want."

"No, I mean yes! Go to Parc Fermé, find Daniil, and tell him Kelly is in labor. We're headed to Landeskrankenhaus Murtal, Standort Knittelfeld. I'll text you the hospital name right now."

"Okay, got it," Charlotte responded, urgency clear in her voice. I could almost hear her sprinting off to deliver the message.

I sent the hospital details via text, hoping everything would align for Kelly and Daniil to be together as soon as possible.

Carlos Sainz's POV:

The race wrapped up with me finishing 8th and Lando taking 6th. He outperformed me today. As I exited my car, I noticed Charlotte in a heated conversation with Daniil. It piqued my curiosity.