After spending all weekend in the hotel and not braving the track yet, Y/n finally got up to leave. She had to go to the race today but feared it so much, especially when she looked outside and it was raining.

Charles and Arthur and Daniel had been around her all the time when they weren't at the track and it made her feel all the more guilty for Pierre, who kept his distance when they were around. Today, though, she asked to specifically stay with him.

Once she was ready she heard a knock on her door.

Y/n: Right on ti- um? I didn't order room service today.

Hotel employee: Good morning miss. This was sent to you by a Mr Gasly.

Y/n: Oh, thank you.

She took the tray and walked inside setting it on the table. She looked at the small card before opening the box on it.

Today it's your turn to show the world your strength. Let this be an encouragement to show you that you can. xx

She opened the box and saw a rose with a chocolate croissant. Oh Pierre... you remembered. She looked in the box and remembered back to the time they'd spent in Milan and they walked past the rose garden...

Y/n: Oh look! These roses are so pretty!

Pierre: This is like the fourth time you've pointed out a flower to me Chérie.

Y/n: Okay... but roses are so beautiful and delicate but still strong enough to survive for a fair length of time if picked.

Pierre: Basically you like their beauty and strength?

Y/n: Yes but it's not just strength Pierre, it's almost perseverance. Roses are so delicate to the touch and can fall apart so easily but they don't. Why? Because they have perseverance to survive through everything, even storms.

Pierre: You really know how to turn everything into something special.

Y/n: Everything but croissants. I can never seem to over analyze them because every time I have one close enough I eat it too quickly. They're the best!

Pierre: I can't disagree there....

She smiled at the thought and held the rose close to her. Her thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked on the door again.

Y/n: Thank you.

Pierre: You're welcome. I just thought you could use it.

Y/n: You remembered the smallest details of why I love roses... that's something nobody has ever done for me. Ever.

Pierre: I listened and when I listen I never forget.

Y/n: That's why I love you. Ready to go?

Pierre's smile dimmed.

Pierre: Are you sure you want to come with me? Not Daniel or Charles?

Y/n: Pierre... you're the one I have courage with. You're the one who has brought me back to myself. You've put a missing piece in place that I lost long ago and for that I know that the only person who can get me to walk on to that circuit today is you.

Pierre smiled and embraced her. She grabbed the croissant to eat on the way and headed to the track with Pierre.

She was quiet the whole car ride and whenever her leg started shaking Pierre rested his hand in it.

Soon enough they reached the circuit and Pierre parked the car but didn't get out yet.

Pierre: Are you ready?

Y/n: I think so...

Pierre: Come on then, I'll be right with you the whole time. I'll drop you at Arthur before I get in the car so you're not alone.

Y/n: Okay, thank you.

They got out the car and Pierre put his arm around Y/n, pulling her close as they walked into the Paddock. There were a couple camera flashes and a sky sports reporter walked up to them. Y/n tried to put distance between herself and Pierre to allow him to answer a few questions but he only held her tighter at this.

Reporter: Pierre! Ready for today?

Pierre: I am

Reporter: And Miss Summers, so good to see you back with Pierre. Excited to watch the race?

Y/n: Uh- yeah, good to uhm- good to be here.

Pierre: If you'll excuse us, we best get going.

They walked off toward the Alpha Tauri motorhome and soon enough they reached it.

Y/n sat in Pierre's driver room while he went off to some last minute meetings and preparations. She controlled her breathing but it was extremely difficult. She closed her eyes and listened to the rain and suddenly she was back in another driver's room...

Y/n: You're going to be GREAT out there Jules!

Jules: You think? Even with this rain?

Y/n: I know so! What's a little water...

Jules: Thanks Y/n. Well best get to the car.

Y/n: Race you to it!

They ran out of Jules' driver room and Y/n made it to the garage first. Once Jules was ready he went up to Y/n before getting in the car.

Y/n: Why the worried look?

Jules: I don't know, just- it's fine. I always get a little nervous before a race so it's probably just that.

Y/n: Well Julesy I know you'll do great. See you on the other side.

Jules: See you Summy

Y/n smiled at his childish nickname and watched him as he drove off. She sighed and took a seat at the back, watching the screens-

Pierre: -Y/n?

Y/n: Yeah

Pierre: You zoned out. Everything okay?

Y/n: Yeah, everything is fine.

Pierre: Okay well let's get you to Arthur, it's time to go.

She agreed and walked along the pit lane to be able to walk right until the Ferrari garage with Pierre.

Arthur: Hey Y/n, hey Pierre.

Pierre: This is it. I love you Y/n.

Y/n: I love you too, I'll see you on th- I'll see you after the race.

She stepped closer to him

Y/n: Please be careful. Please.

Pierre: I will. I'll see you after the race. Love you so much.

Y/n: Love you too.

Pierre pulled her in for a hug and gently kissed her forehead, he then walked off and the drivers made their way to the grid. Y/n grabbed Arthur's hand as the first light went on.

Y/n: I'm gonna be sick

Arthur: Don't worry. You're doing extremely well. Everything will be fine.

Crofty: It's lights out and away we go for the Japanese Grand Prix!