T H R E E
The Ultimate Plan

April 2022
Melbourne, Australia

"And?" Mike intercepted Senna on her way to the paddock as soon as he saw Lewis leave his daughter. The brunette one looked at him confused. "Do you have a plan already?"

"Good morning to you too, dear Michael, I slept very well, thanks for asking." She responded sarcastically. "But answering your question, yes, I have the perfect plan." She smiled proudly.

Mike smiled. "Tell me, tell me!"

Senna let out a small smile. "Wait, be patient."

The two friends walked to the benches outside of Williams's hospitality. They couldn't go to McLaren's for obvious reasons.

"Will you tell me already?" He asked anxiously.

Senna was about to start telling her brilliant plan that left her awake almost all night when two people sat next to her. "Hi kids." Sebastian greeted, settling next to his son.

Senna looked at them strangely. "Uh, sorry, can we sit here?" Lance asked with a smile.

"You're already seated" She teased and discreetly gave Mike a look, hinting that she would tell him later.

"I freaking hate jet lag." Lance began the conversation.

"The different time zones and I don't get along well." Hamilton added. "Besides, I can never sleep on the plane." She complained.

"Dad." Mike caught his father's attention. "What else have you planned for your retirement?" He asked curious.

"I'm still not a 100% sure." Seb answered. "Although I would like to spend some time with your mother and siblings, and leave the place to emerging talents." He looked at the youngest Hamilton.

Senna looked at him shyly. "Oh, if it's for me, don't worry, new opportunities always come, Uncle Seb." She shrugged and smiled at the German man.

"It would be fun to have you as a teammate." Lance added. "I have always wanted to be friends with a Hamilton."

Senna looked at him in surprise. "Why didn't you approach me?"

The Canadian looked at her incredulously. "I don't want to offend you at all, but everyone in this paddock knows that you only talk to your father,
Mike and Seb."

"Senna Hamilton being the most antisocial person since forever." Mike scoffed.

The mentioned one made an awkward face. "You know that's not it, Michael." She confessed. "I am terrified to find out what the other drivers think of me."

"Michael Vettel, stop bothering Senna." His father scolded. "Sen, what do you think they think about you?"

Senna looked away, looking at a distant point in the paddock. She let out a shaky breath. "You know, what they say on social media, that I'm only here because of my last name and because of the influence my dad has on this sport."

The three men looked at her in confusion. "Sen, no one here thinks that, and if they did, they would think so of me too."

Sebastian looked at the two young drivers understandingly. "Kids, I have seen you grow and become the great drivers you are now, do not let those comments affect you in any way, you are here because you have talent. That's it."

Senna and Mike looked at the older man gratefully.
"Besides..." Lance added. "None of us think that way about you. Mike gets along with the others,
but I think we're all pretty intrigued to find out more about Senna Hamilton, and not just as Lewis's daughter."

Senna was willing to open up more to other
people.

The minutes passed between conversations and the four drivers went to the FIA ​​facilities, where a second meeting of drivers and team principals would take place.

"Ready to see Toto and Christian fight to death?" Hamilton joked towards Lance, who laughed.

"One more day waiting for one of them to throw a punch."

"Uh, my bet is on Christian." Sebastian slipped into the conversation.

"Nah, I think Toto wins." Senna replied.

Mike thought about it for a few seconds. "I stick with Christian."

"If so, then my vote is for Toto."

Seconds later, Charles and Lando entered the room, earning a look from certain girl.

Stefano Domenicali entered the room, beginning the meeting.

Senna was lost in thought shortly after. She thought about how to refine her plan so everything was perfect. She had one chance to get it done, and it was no easy task. Her pride would be hurt.

"Senna." A voice took her out of her thoughts. "Are you paying attention?" Domenicali looked at her with a slight smile on his face.

The brunette looked at her friend for help, but apparently Mike was just as lost as her.

She could feel the piercing gaze of her father and uncle on her, but she decided to ignore them.

"Obviously not." She heard Charles Leclerc voice behind her. She looked at him suspiciously.

Who does he think he is?

"Is your name Senna, Mr. Leclerc?" The man asked with a smile.

A tiny mocking smile settled on Senna's face.

Charles gave her a dirty look. "No."

"Well, if you'll let Senna answer, that would be great." He spoke. "Senna?"

What is this? A school? Charles thought somewhat irritated.

The previously mentioned one turned her head forward. It was useless to lie. "No, I wasn't paying attention, I apologize."

"Eyes at the front, Senna." She heard Lewis's voice and she just nodded.

Charles was looking at her with a serious grin mixed with humiliation, but he averted his gaze once Lando tapped his arm, just like that the meeting continued.

Once finished, they had about an hour before they started preparing for the first free practice, so Mike and Senna walked over to Williams's hospitality, sitting outside once again.

"And? What's the plan?"

Senna looked around, trying to avoid onlookers. "You're going to think I'm crazy..." She began telling. "But it is the plan with the highest percentage of effectiveness."

"Just say it, Hamilton!"

"Okay, so yesterday I was up most of the night trying to think about the best path to take in this
plan, because things can turn out both excellent or bad. There is no in between." She began to explain. "Well, my plan is..."

"Senna Hamilton." They were interrupted for the second time that day. Mike made a disgusted face but it immediately faded when he saw who was calling his friend. "Come with me for a second."
Red Bull team principal was in front of them.

Senna sighed and stood up, smoothing her clothes. "I'll see you in a while." She said goodbye, Christian and Senna began to walk to the Red Bull hospitality.

"Am I in trouble?" She asked a little nervous.

Maybe, just maybe, Christian overheard their bet about him and Toto.

Horner did not reply.

The walk seemed to take endless hours, even more so when her gaze collided with her father's.

Oh god, now what would I tell him?

Charles looked at her quizzically. He seemed to know something.

If that idiot said something, I swear...

"Come in." Christian indicated. Senna took the order suspiciously. Christian Horner walked over to his desk. "Well Senna..." The girl waited to hear some bad news, but they didn't come. "I have heard your intention to look for new and better offers, am I right?" Senna nodded, not knowing where the conversation would go. "I know from very good sources that you are a diamond waiting to be discovered in this sport." Senna nodded, not knowing what to answer. "Where I'm getting with this is, I'd like to offer you a... deal, if you will."

"I'm listening."

"I would really like to have you at Red Bull." He said. "But..." He interrupted before the girl could answer. "I understand that your father would not be very happy with that, besides, for now we are very committed to our current drivers." He paused. "That's why I want to offer you a seat in two more seasons, the offer will continue until the end of 2023, you are our number one candidate, in the meantime, you can also look for more opportunities on your own."

The girl let out a confused sigh. Why would he tell her that now? "I really appreciate it, Christian." She answered with a smile.

Horner handed her a piece of paper and smiled. "Keep that in mind, Senna, besides, I would like to see Toto's face if it happens." He joked making the girl laugh.

"Sure." She let out another giggle. "Have a nice day." After formally saying goodbye, Senna went to her hospitality for a few moments before leaving to the garage.

She left the piece of paper Horner gave her into a folder and changed into her racing suit, deciding to do some quick braids so she could put on her helmet.

She walk through the paddock again until she reached Williams' garage.

Free practices were always interesting.

They could test new settings and strategy simulations.

There was still some time to go, so she walked around the pit lane looking for her father, but couldn't find him.

She always sat next to him before starting a session, it was like their ritual. She then walk to Mercedes' garage, but he wasn't there either.

Senna waited a few more minutes and there was no trace of her father.

She looked towards the garage next to Mercedes', this being the Ferrari garage, seeing Charles attentive to a screen.

Senna rolled her eyes and let out a breath. "Charles." She tried to get his attention. The monegasque looked at her seriously. "Do you know where Lewis is?" She asked.

"Why would I know?"

"I don't know, maybe you saw him leaving here somewhere."

The green-eyed man shrugged. "I don't know, Senna, I haven't seen him. Why don't you ask George?" He suggested sounding a bit hostile.

The girl looked at him with a frown. "Now, you don't have to talk to me like that." She commented. "George it's not there either."

Charles looked at her strangely. "I did not speak to you in a bad way, Hamilton."

Senna just turned her back to him. Charles Leclerc always managed to get her on her nerves.

"Okay guys, twenty minutes and I want the cars ready." She heard inside the garage. "Today we want to test the HG64 setting in Lewis car."

A few minutes later while Senna was chatting with Toto, Lewis finally arrived.

"Where were you? You've taken forever!" She claimed.

"I was on video call with Roscoe." He confessed and Senna looked at him incredulous. "Besides, that's not the way to speak to your father, miss."

"Whatever, sometimes I think you love Roscoe more than me."

"I don't love anyone more than I love you, princess."Lewis looked at her with admiration.

Two hours later, the first practices were over.

It was lunch time, so Senna headed to the McLaren hospitality in search of Mike.

"If you don't tell me right now about that wonderful plan you created, I'm going to kill myself." Mike spoke behind her, scaring her.

The two drivers left the place and sat at a table away from everyone. Senna couldn't let anyone other than Mike or the people involved know about her plan. "The plan is this..." She began to tell, noticing how Mike's eyes widened in surprise.

"¿Are you seriously going to talk to him just to ask him to introduce you to his friend?"

"Oh, absolutely." She let out a smile. "Charles Leclerc is going to help me with this."

But what is the infamous plan, you ask?

Long story short, Senna Hamilton will ask Charles Leclerc to help her approach Lando, keeping it a secret from her father.

All that remains is for Charles to accept.

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lewishamilton Mike and Senna glued together as always
    ↳sennahamilton you were the ones that raised us as siblings, idk what you're saying

mikevettel ello mate, g'day my aussie fellas
    ↳danielricciardo this is what Australia does to a poor fella

user i love her name
    ↳user1 her and Mike names are the perfect combination of 4 of the best drivers in history

kimimatiasraikkonen paddock princess
    ↳sennahamilton we miss you Kimi

valtteribottas I don't know how this weird friendship between Kimi and Senna began but i'm here for it
    ↳sennahamilton it's a funny story, actually

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