Formula 1 one shots

Special win - Daniel Ricciardo

This idea is from sourcandy324 i hope you like it!

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Being the wife of Daniel Ricciardo had its perks. You travelled the world with him while he did what he loved: racing. You two had so much fun on the road.

This season, Daniel made the switch to McLaren, and the year hasn't gone that great. It had a lot of ups and downs, but today was the best day so far. Daniel had his best ever qualifying with the team, letting him start P3. It may took the whole season, but he sure knows how to make a show of it.

The race, on the other end, hasn't gone that well. Daniel started P3 but had a horrible start, putting him back 4 places. Then the pitstop didn't work out as they wanted, putting him back another three places. The race is halfway done, and Daniel is fighting his way back to the top. He overtakes Leclerc in a corner; most drivers wouldn't take the risk, but Daniel does it, and he makes it work. The garage fills with excitement. Three more places to go before he's back in P3. You sit down, starting to feel nauseous. You have seen this so many times, but it still makes your heart stop for a moment. All you want for him is to come back alive after a race.

'You okay?' Charlotte asks.

'Yes, it just makes me nervous. He chooses the most dangerous places to overtake.' And I'm pregnant.

'Yeah, he all makes us nervous in those moments,' Charlotte chuckles.

You both focus back on the screen. Daniel overtakes Perez as well. His own teammate, Lando, is next. They play the radio from Lando on the screens.

'Lando, let Daniel pass. His pace is faster than yours, and he needs clean air,' Lando, his engineer, says.

'Copy.'

On the next straight, Lando lets his teammate by. Bottas is next, which will put Daniel back in third place if he passes Bottas. Daniel is closing in on him fast. You know he's hungry to get up to that podium. It would mean the world to him. It would prove everyone wrong, that his days aren't over yet. That he is still here for something.

Daniel is within a second on Bottas when they arrive at start/finish. The DRS opens, and Daniel goes past Bottas. Claps and excitement fill the garage. He is on the podium.

The last lap. You're holding onto Charlotte while you both focus on the screen. Max is currently in the first place, Carlos Sainz in second. Daniel is so close to Carlos, but will he make it before the finish line.

'Come, babe,' you whisper.

It's the last corner before the finish line. Daniel puts his car next to Carlos' and goes faster to go past him. But they go over the finish line, and you don't know who is in second place.

'Was Daniel ahead?' you ask immediately.

'Y/N, I need your help!' Tom yells as they start to play the replay. Daniel went over the finish line first. He is in second place! Cheers fill the garage.

You rush over to tom and hug him.

'Would you like to do the honours to tell him?' Tom asks you.

The smile on your face grows even bigger. 'Yes!'

Tom hands you his headset and presses the button so you can talk.

'You're P2, Dan. P2. Congratulations! You did it, babe!'

Happy screams fill your ear. 'Y/N? Oh my god! We did it! WHOO!'

You turn around to see Daniel on his onboard camera, and he just looks so happy. You press the button again to talk. 'But that's not all the good news I've got. I think we'll have to get you a bigger car soon. Because we're not going to fit in that McLaren, of course.'

'What? Why?'

'Well, only the two of us can fit in it, but we also need a place for a car seat.'

'Car seat?' It's silent for a moment. 'Oh my god, you're pregnant?'

'I am. Congratulations, dad.'

'Fuck yeah!' Daniel yells.

You laugh and hand the headset back to Tom, so he can give Daniel instructions. Some of the crew congratulate you while you make your way to the beginning of the pit lane, where the top 3 will be. Daniel arrives at the same time as you. He rushes out of his car, places his helmet on the car and rushes over to you.

'You're pregnant!' He yells before he wraps his arms around you and kisses you.

'I'm pregnant,' you smile. 'And you got on the podium!'

'It's a great fucking day,' Daniel smiles when he puts you down.

'It for sure is,' you say and kiss Daniel again before his PR drags him away because he needs to be on the podium. Champagne is sprayed all over the podium, and Daniel has the biggest smile on his face, which will be there for a few more days, that's for sure.