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

All We Got

Emily was stunned by his words when Daniel had reached his spot, and he had been given his mice. 'That was something.' Britta commented, eyes diverting between her friend and the Aussie. 'Huh?' Emily turned her attention to Britta. 'You have your head in the clouds, don't you? Knock it out? Lewis is ready to bite your head off with his daggered looks.' Britta was right. Lewis' eyes were glued to them, making Emily roll her eyes before turning on the recorder when Lewis got questions.

His attention kept drifting towards her, to her utter annoyance. Let's make it even more evident that we had slept together, love. She thought bitterly and massaged her right side where the baby had kicked once again. She wasn't sure how long she was able to pretend she wasn't pregnant in front of Lewis. She had already stopped having sex with him over a month ago after he had a comment on her grown breast during their quickie in one of the bathrooms at the paddock. Since then, she felt it wasn't safe to continue their shagging. He had tried, oh boy, and she had used all her will power to say no to him.

She groaned when she pushed herself up from the chair after an hour. She felt like a penguin when she walked towards Lewis, avoiding looking at certain Aussie hovered beside the Briton. Lewis landed another concerning look towards her as she shrugged. She couldn't come up with another excuse for why she was feeling drained. Britta appeared beside her to check if she felt better, and they engaged in a brief, hushed conversation. 'You know you can't keep this up.' Britta whispered, tugging her into a tight hug. 'I gotta go.' She shot a look towards Seb, who was in a deep conversation with one of the mechanics. 'You're gonna be okay?' Britta checked again from her, and she gave a curt reply. 'Always.'

She drank more water before she popped a pain killer into her mouth. Whilst she had busied her with self-care, Lewis had stopped talking to Daniel. 'Should I be worried about you?' He asked out of character bluntly, making her slowly raise a bewildered look to meet his eyes, swimming in intensity. 'Uh, no?' She suggested unsurely as she wasn't sure where the conversation was heading. 'You seem to take a lot of painkillers these days, and you constantly look pale or flushed. Are you sure you're okay?' Her eyebrows shut up as she hadn't expected him to pay so much attention to her. 'All good, just rough period with the tummy.' She replied vaguely, and she probably would have swooned off his caring nature if she didn't feel he was just checking boxes.

She forced an airy giggle before nudging him forward. 'C'mon, these interviews won't get done themselves.' He flashed a charming smile in her direction. 'Was it Channel 4 and Sky?'

'Indeed, it is.' She was back on his PR person, not his latest fling, strolling her phone to see the incoming requests. 'Also, we need to have a catchup on Tuesday. I'll text you the time and place later.' The heat instantly poured into his eyes, making them burn. An anticipated shiver run down her spine involuntarily, but he didn't know what she was going to do. 'Can't wait.' He gave her a cheeky wink that made her roll her eyes. 'Whatever. Channel 4, one o'clock. you have a couple of minutes with them before we move on Sky News.' She pushed him towards the camera and journalist, shooting them a polite smile before pressing the recorder when the first question was asked.

They finally landed the Sky News interview, and they wrapped it up for the day. Lewis kept going whilst Emily stayed behind to thank the crew. She was putting the recorder and notebook back in her bag when the host smiled kindly at her. 'So when are you due?'

'Excuse me?' Emily looked at her with a dim look on her face. 'You have the pregnancy glow radiating off you. I had the same when I gave birth last year. So when are you due?' Emily scouted desperately around her to see if Lewis was still within hearing distance. 'I, eh, I think you have got this wrong. Sorry.' Emily replied with an awkward smile on her. 'Anyways, thank you so much, as always.' She speeded away, her mind on over-ride. Fuck, fuck. She stopped in her tracks when the realisation hit her. She had to push her resignation forward as soon as possible.