Sneeze Sneeze and Sneeeeeeeeze!
"Are you sure you're alright?" Jay asked as we entered the Paddock in Japan. "I am fine, Jay. It's just a long flight and bad food with a terrible cold," she replied, sneezing again.
"You don't look good Vic," he said worriedly. "Trust me, locked in a hotel room is not gonna get me better too" she replied. They noticed the Ferrari drivers talking with George.
"Why do you look like you've been hit by a train?" George asked the female engineer. I don't know if I look like it, but I feel like it," she said and sneezed again.
"I have to get far away from you. I have a date tonight" Jay said walking away. "Oh Fuck Off Jay" she cried when the Mercedes engineer moved towards his garage. The drivers looked at Vikki confused.
"What?" she asked sniffing her nose. "I thought..we thought" Charles started.
"Aren't you guys together?" George asked. Beside Carlos looked at her with a tint of hope in his eyes.
"George, that guy is the last person I would date. I love him, but I'm not dating him," she declared. Charles noticed a grin forming on Carlos's face. She gave out a large sneeze again, making her stumble.
"Are you alright?" Carlos asked, putting a hand on her back and supporting her. "Yeah. Yeah. I am. I caught a bug somewhere," she said, struggling. "I should sit down a bit before working. I'll meet you guys at the garage," she declared. Both drivers nodded.
They had a debrief, and Carlos was a bit worried about Vikki. She didn't look good, and she couldn't even open her eyes completely. After the debrief, Carlos revised his plan with Ricci, and they searched around the garage for Vikki. She was nowhere to be found.
"Hey, have you seen Vikki?" he asked Charles who was talking with Bryan. "No" both of them shook their heads.
"Vikki. Get out now" They heard Serra from Charles's side of the garage which got their attention. Serra noticed the drivers. They found her under Charles's car looking into something.
The drivers crouched down. "Vikki, what the hell are you doing?" Charles asked. "Last time I checked you have quali today" she answered as she worked on something under the car.
"Last time we checked you looked like you were about to die. Get out of there now" Carlos said. She looked at him straight.
"Now," he said again when made her eventually come outside. She stood up and she felt the pain shoot up in her head. She stumbled a bit when Carlos steadied her.
"We need to change a few parts there," she said still closing her eyes clearing in pain. "I think you are done for the day. Go back to your hotel room and rest" Serra said.
"What? No. I am Fine" she protested. "That is an order Victoria," Serra said strictly. "Someone make sure she leaves," Serra said and walked back to the motor room. Both the drivers stood in front of her.
"I have some data-"
"No," Charles said in a strict tone. She looked at both of them giving out a sigh. "Fine. Let me get my bag" she said. "Here" Rupert came in with her bag and handed her. He still had her car keys. "My keys-" she put a hand out.
"No way you are driving. Andrea get Vikki to our hotel" Charles said when his trainer stood ready behind him. She looked at the four men in front of her.
"Call me once Quali gets over," she said to the drivers. They nodded. "It's the same spec as Singapore. I've just made a few part changes. They should be good" she explained. Both of them nodded.
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Racing Love
FanfictionIn Which an Engineer and a Spanish Driver Fall In Love With Each Other.