Reviewing priorities - Sebastian Vettel

37. Unexpected phone calls

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'welcome to Mexico City, the temperature is around 20°C and the local time is 4.30 PM. If you've flown here for the GP make sure to support our local hero Checo. Enjoy your stay ' the captain spoke.

'Valeria, wake up.' Pietro told her, gently shaking her. 'we've landed'

Valeria stretched, she couldn't wait to get back in bed. She turned her phone on, letting it adapt to the roaming and walked out of the plane. She felt her phone buzz like crazy, she thought it could be the usual 'welcome to'messages she got every time they travelled around the world. She joined the queue at the border, distranctingly looking around at the other passengers.

Seb was on the same flight as her, but he flew first class so he had already been fast tracked through the controls. He had told her he could wait for her at the terminal, but she had suggested for him to go check-in so he could have some peace away from prying eyes.

'gracias' she smiled to the border agent, who was passing her her passport back.

She finally checked her phone. Mumsie: 3 new messages, 1 missed call.

'damn' she thought, pressing her name to call her straight away. Her mum never called her, unless in emergencies.

'mum, what's up? Is everything OK?' Valeria asked as soon as she picked up.

'baby, don't panic. But grandad is in hospital, I'm travelling to the UK early in the morning. He's had a heart attack, he's in the ICU at the moment. I know you're in Mexico, but you needed to know'

'What? Ill come with. I'll see if I can get a flight back straight away.'

'no, darling, stay there. You can come visit him after the GP.' Kate tried to reassure her.

'Mum, I don't want it to be like nonno. I want to be able to see him, if anything were to happen.'

'I'll say hi from you, he would understand. Just yesterday hw was telling me how proud he is of you.'

Valeria could already feel a tear, Pietro looked at her worried. 'ok, I'll come to the UK as soon as I can. Hug him from me and tell nana I love her' they hung up. 'My grandad had a heart attack' she explained to her friend. 'he's in intensive care'

'oh babe, it sucks. Here' he passed her some water.

'I don't want to not be able to say goodbye' she whispered, trying to contain her tears.

Valeria stayed silent, throughout the trip from the airport to the hotel. She had sent a couple of messages to relatives in the UK but she knew most of them would be either busy or in bed already.

She let Pietro help her take her stuff to her room. 'thanks, bud. I'm sorry I'm no good company'

'shut up. Call me if you need me, but get Seb to give you some cuddles' he replied, giving her a hug.

Valeria entered the room. Seb was already unpacking his stuff, neatly folding and hanging everything in the wardrobe.

'I know I've been saying it since Australia, but I swear you're the only person I know that unpacks their luggage at a hotel' Valeria joked. She was more keen on the open luggage working as a wardrobe kind of approach. She always left her luggage in a corner and used it to pick her outfits daily.

'Yeah, but that's why my shirts are always nice and straight and yours are crease-town' he turned around to her, smiling. 'Oh dear, what's up, Schatzi? Why do you look like you cried?'