One Shots - Formula 1 [REQUESTS CLOSED]

6. - Lewis Hamilton

This is for amjhurk, enjoy!  Please make sure to check out my new story about Artem Markelov, the prologue and first chapters are posted already :)

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You couldn't wait to see Lewis. You weren't supposed to come to Japan, but you flew all the way there because you had some great news to tell him and you just couldn't wait. You couldn't make it in time for practice and qualifying, you arrived on the Sunday just before the start of the race. His physio, Angela, welcomed you at the track. You decided it was best to wait until the end of the race to announce him the great news, not wanting to mess up his focus.

You sat at the end of the garage, in the seats reserved for guests. You naturally put a hand on your slightly swollen stomach. It was not visible through clothes, but you could feel your very small baby bump underneath your hand.

"Look at that, baby, your daddy is starting in P1!" You exclaimed while you looked at the starting grid. His rival, Sebastian Vettel, was starting right behind him. It would be a tight race, the both of them being only separated by 1 point at the championship.

You nervously bit your nail when the lights went out. You knew how dangerous this sport was, and it doesn't matter how many races you've seen already, you were always stressed about something happening to your 4 years boyfriend.

"Looks like daddy really wants to win that one!" Lewis was fighting with Sebastian in the first corner, not leaving the German any room to pass him.

Lewis was leading, he was doing great for now. He always was. His engineer called him in to change his tyres and he went back on track just behind Sebastian and his teammate Valtteri Bottas.

"See how fast daddy is?" Lewis' fresh tyres allowed him to pass his teammate quickly.

Stuck behind the Ferrari, Lewis tried to get past Sebastian in a tight corner. But he wasn't breaking.

"His breaks just gave way." His engineer stated with his face blank. Toto Wolff, the team manager was gripping on his hair. "Lewis, brace for impact, brace for impact!" He told through the radio. Running at 300 km/h, the Mercedes flew into the gravels and embedded itself in the wall of tyres.

You stood up from your seat, a hand on your mouth and the other on your stomach.

"Lewis? Lewis are you ok? Can you hear me? Lewis?" Toto and his engineer tried but no one answered through the radio. A cry of despair escaped from your mouth and you ran to Toto to talk through his mic.

"Lewis, babe, it's me. Please tell me you're ok." You were crying and Toto put a soothing hand on your back. The whole team had its eyes on the screens showing the marshals approach the silver car. Lewis wasn't moving.

"Y/N, look at me." You heard Angela and she took your head between her hands to make you stop looking at the screens. "Breathe, Y/N." You were crying so hard that you struggled breathing. This couldn't happen, not now, not to him. "The medical car is coming. They'll get him out and he'll be fine. He's a fighter." She told as she was following the events on the screen. You heard all the other cars returning to the garages, the race was red flagged.

"I-I." You focused on your breathing to be able to talk. "He can't leave me, Angela. I-I'm pregnant. That's why I came here, I was supposed to tell him after the race. What-what if he never gets to know? What if our child grows up without a father?"

"Y/N, you need to calm down, alright? This is not good for your baby. Think about him." She took you in her arms and stroke your back to help you calm yourself.

Lewis was brought to the hospital, unconscious. Angela, Toto and many team members as well as other drivers went to the hospital with you, all worried about the star driver.

"It'll be alright, baby. Daddy will be alright." You whispered to your stomach in the car bringing you to the hospital of Suzuka.

According to the doctors, he suffered from a concussion and some broken bones. They took him to surgery and said he should wake up after that. You called his mother, father and brother to tell them. They were worried sick after seeing the images on live TV.

You spent hours in his hospital bedroom, waiting for him to wake up. The whole Mercedes team and the other drivers were waiting outside the room, just being there in support and hoping for his quick recovery.

"You need to wake now, Lewis. Because I can't do that without you, our child can't live without his father." You started stroking your stomach, almost feeling the worry of your baby. You were sure he could feel your sadness and wished that you could comfort him. "Daddy will be with us soon, baby. You saw how fast he was driving. He has superpowers. Your daddy is like a superhero and he will fight to get to see you. Because he'll be the happiest man in the world when he knows about you and he'll be the best dad you could wish for, my baby."

Your eyes went back to Lewis and you held his hand, suddenly feeling his fingers squeeze yours.

"Lewis? Lewis, you hear me? Can you open your eyes for me?" He winced but managed to open his eyes. You were crying once again and sighed in relief before kissing his lips.

"Y/N." He muttered and squeezed your hand tight.

"Don't you dare leave us ever again! I can't bear the thought of losing you, Lewis." You wiped away some tears on your cheeks.

"Us?" He asked, confused.

"Yeah." You chuckled. "That's why I came to Japan. I have something to tell you." You took his hand to lie it on your stomach. "We're having a baby."

"For real?" He had tears in your eyes now and you nodded. "Oh God, I can't believe this. We're having a baby! I love you, Y/N. I love you and I'll love our baby with all my heart."

You were both crying in joy when Toto asked if he could enter. He had heard Lewis was awake. The whole Mercedes team and the other drivers entered the room, congratulating the both of you for the great news and asking Lewis if he was alright.

After a few months of recovery, Lewis could drive again. He promised you and your big stomach he would be back safe, and he was. And soon enough, you both welcomed a prefect baby boy into the world.