a/n: GOD I MISSED WRITING CHAPTERS LIKE THIS !!! i always loved writing powerful, intense, beautiful, and dramatic races (with tinges of nostalgia) 🥹
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❝ give me your best shot, leclerc. ❞
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WHEN ANDIE REJECTED THAT ALPINE offer, she was able to, once again, focus on what truly mattered to her: her duties to her family as a mother and her duties to Ferrari as a consultant.
Admittedly, things saw a near collapse but the Leclercs stood firm amidst all the chaos. Therapy had a resurgence in their lives, friends and family were called to help out from time to time with the kids, while Charles and Andie finally had time for themselves to just relax.
They didn't even need to say it; everyone knew how much weight was on their shoulders.
Because as the days come and go, the championship hopes may soon turn into reality.
The vibrant lights of Las Vegas illuminate the night sky, setting the stage for a high-stakes showdown at Sin City; a night race like no other, promises drama and speed under the glitzy neon lights. The atmosphere is electric, a symphony of engine roars and cheering crowds echoing through the city of lights.
With six races left in the season, Charles Leclerc will stands on the precipice of racing history. With a win today, he may very well be crowned that season's champion.
However, fate had played its hand.
A grid place penalty for a necessary gearbox and turbocharger change sees Charles positioned 10th on the grid despite clinching the fastest lap during the qualifying session yesterday.
It's an unexpected hurdle, a twist in the narrative. But the thrill of overcoming challenges is what drives champions, what fuels their determination.
Amidst the flurry of race preparations, Charles sits alone in the quiet sanctuary of the conference room. The dim glow of the table lamp casts a soft light on his focused face as he scrutinizes the data on his tablet.
His brow furrows in concentration, eyes fixed on the screen. He replays each turn, each acceleration, trying to identify where he can gain an advantage. Yet, tonight, the numbers seem elusive, a puzzle he can't quite solve. All the data blurs together. Doubts creep in, whispering the fear of missed opportunities.
The pressure mounts as the looming uncertainty of the grid place penalty only adds to his stress.
He lifts his head, rubbing his temples and sighs in frustration. The pressure of the championship battle weighs heavy on his shoulders. Every move, every decision feels magnified under the Las Vegas lights.
Meanwhile, in another part of the Ferrari territory, Andie is with Laurie and her brothers, tending to Cami, Clara, and Cai. The twins were in their baby strollers, with Yves and Julien keeping them entertained with their antics as a fellow pair of twins. Laurie and Andie were with Cami, letting the toddler walk around, wobbling.
