Formula 1- One Shots

Max Verstappen + Alex Albon- Faint

Max was walking down the paddock looking for his race engineer, when he noticed a pale and clammy looking Alex Albon. Max didn't really know what to do, his poor teammate looked terrible and there was nothing Max could think off to make him look better.
"Alex" Max said, walking over to Alex.

Alex, couldn't help but flinch as he heard Max loud voice, or it felt loud to the Thai-Brit.
"Max, what do I owe this pleasure?" Crocked Alex. Max couldn't help but put an arm around his teammate when he heard him speak.
"Well, I wanted to know if you are ok? But you have just answered my question for me!" Replied Max
"I'm fine!"
Even though Alex had just said this, Max could feel his teammate leaning on him slightly.
"Come on Alex, shall we go and get some rest before FP1?"
"Must we?"
Max started to laugh at Alex's response, but slowly lead him away from the loud a busy paddock.

"MAX, ALEX, just the people I was looking for." Both Max and Alex turned around to find, Christian Horner talking to them, and slowly walking in the other direction, "Come on boys we have a meeting" Christian becomes Max and Alex to follow him.
"Christian..." Max started.
"No buts Max you have to go."
Max looked at Alex, and couldn't believe how pale the Thai-Brit looked. 'This should be fun' though Max.

1 hour later

"That was one very long meeting" said Daniil to his teammate Pierre. They were know getting ready for FP1 which was in 10 minutes.
"What did you think? Max, Alex?" Asked Pierre
"I agree" said Alex. Max who wasn't really paying attention and too busy looking at his pale teammate, didn't respond.
"Max must be still in the zone" said Daniil
"What?" Asked Max, causing the two Alpha Tauri drivers to start laughing.

Max watched as both Alpha Tauri drivers walked away, he didn't really care about what they said, he was more worried about Alex and his decreasing colour.
"Alex, please don't so anything stupid." Said Max, putting an arm around the teammate.
"Like what?" asked Alex
"I don't know, maybe getting into the car when you don't feel very well."
"Like I said Max, I feel fine"
"Please don't lie to me"
"Max, I am fine. Now please leave me alone, and let me get ready for FP1."
Max let Alex go, knowing that there was nothing he could do to stop him.

10 mintues later:
Max was stood by his car, watching the now very pale Alex Albon talking to his race engineer. Somehow the FIA had cleared him to race around an hour ago, just before the meeting. Yet Red Bull was still letting him driving around the car.
"Max are you even listening to me?" asked Max's race engineer.
Max never responded as he noticed Alex who was just climbing into his car, fell slowly to the floor.
"Alex" came Max's shout, rushing to grab the Thai-Brit. This caused the whole team to turn and look at where Alex was passed out on the floor. Alex's race engineer cried, "Take his helmet off, he may be too warm."
Around 5 minutes later, Alex came too.
"W-W-W-What h-h-happened?" Asked Alex, shivering.
"You past our mate!" Said Max, whilst another member of the team was getting him a jacket.
"O-O-Oh"

Christian had just heard what had happened when he walked in to make sure that Alex was ok. But he was kind of upset, that Alex hadn't told him that he wasn't feeling very well.
"Oh Alex, why didn't you tell us, you weren't feeling very well." Said Christian, walking and sitting next to Alex on the floor. The Thai-Brit was still shivering terribly. Alex didn't say anything, just kept staring at the floor
"Hey, Alex, why don't we go back to the hotel and get some rest?"
Alex nodded, and let Christian guide him out of the garage and back to the hotel.