From Deep End to Surface and Everything In Between (Sebastian Vettel FanFic)

All We Got

Emily's POV

Silverstone/ London, UK - July 2021

'Congrats on your first on the podium.' Emily smiled extensively and kissed Lewis' cheek when his arms wrapped around her and pulled her closer to him. He was on his way to the postrace press conference that was about to begin after the podium ceremony in Silverstone. 'Thanks.' His breathing tickled her neck, sending electric shots down her spine—dam you, hormones.

When he stepped to the arms-length, he looked tired as the temperatures had rocked over thirty degrees the whole weekend. Another heatwave had shot through the UK before cooler air would arrive the following day. 'Was this your seventh win in Silverstone?' She teased him playfully, being fully aware it was more than that. His dark brown orbs landed towards her, looking at her puzzly. 'Emily, it's 8th. I hope you got it right to the social media channels.' She giggled before rolling her eyes. An uncharacteristic she wasn't a fan of; he was a control freak to a core. 'Just teasing you. The F1 press conference is starting. Let's head over there. Then you have Sky and Channel 4 interviews for postrace.'

Lewis nodded and made his way in front of her. She strolled behind him, carrying their bags. Out of the blue, she bumped into something soft and stumbled backwards before she was grabbed tightly from her elbow and yanked forward. 'Watch it!' She screamed when her cheek met a muscular chest, and a robust set of arms wrapped themselves around her. 'Be careful, love.' Amused Aussie access boomed above her head. She regained her balance in her best ability and pushed herself off from the person. 'Watch where you're going.' She snapped, praying her cheek had kept its natural colour. Her icy blue eyes met the most dazzling dark brown eyes, shining in amusement. Daniel Ricciardo. 

She moved her gaze quickly to somewhere else than Daniel as he made her hypnotised, but he had that glee on his eyes that made her warm and fuzzy in her body, taking her back to their adventures in Monza. She huffed when she scanned the state of her items on the ground before pending down to collect them. 'Allow me.' Daniel gentle pushed her hands aside and gathered the dropped items to his arms. 'Where to?' He made no attempt to giving them to her, which made her raise her eyebrows. 'I think we're heading in the same direction.' Daniel grinned, revealing his pearl teeth. She sighed in defeat. 'Fine. Lead the way. Lewis is already waiting for me.'

Daniel had crossed the chequered flag third, securing the last spot on the podium. 'Congrats on your podium.' Emily chitchatted as she needed any distracting from Daniel. His presence made her ovaries explode. She hissed when a fave of pleasure hit her body unexpectedly - another side effect of pregnancy that she had learned recently. 'Are you okay?' Daniel asked hastily, putting his arm firmly to her waist and pending down to examine her flushed face. 'I'm fine.' She breathed breathlessly, fanning her hot face as she was sure she was red as a tomato. 'Are you sure? You look flushed.' Dam it. 'I'm fine. We're late.' She pushed him off and continued forward until they reached her dedicated seat in the press room.

She sat down with a sigh next to Britta, who had a cheeky glee on her eyes. Emily followed her eyes to notice Daniel bringing her stuff with flushed face looking face, a sheepish smile on his face. 'What did you do?' She snapped as she reached her items that were dropped on the floor when she felt a sharp pain on the right side of the bump. 'Merde!' Not now, love. Now, it's not the right time to kick mummy.

Britta placed her hand reassuringly on Emily's shoulder. 'Deep breaths. Relax...' Britta murmured. 'In and out... There we go.' Emily nodded her head weekly before leaned towards her seat, hand firmly pressed against her right side when another sharp pain arose. Dammit, this baby is gonna kill me with the kicks. 'Are you okay?' The chocolate coloured eyes remained firmly on her. 'Yeah, all good. I must have eaten something to upset my stomach.' Daniel's eyes scanned her face for a long-time before he reluctantly placed her stuff on the chair next to her. 'Just give me a shout if you need any help, Emily.'