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MARANELLO

Dad!Lewis Hamilton X Mom!fem!reader

Summary: When Lewis needs to go to Italy for pre-season testing and on this trip decides to take Pietra, Marie and his wife to visit Maranello.

Words: 3.6K+

Warnings: Mentions of Italy, cute kids, Pietra jokes, mention of trivia, mention of Mercedes, and mention of a third child. (Who knows, right? Haha)

Author: English is not my first language, so apologies for any spelling, grammar and slang mistakes that may be in the story. This story is part of the universe A NON-SEPARATION because I loved this family and will be writing more. However, it can also be read separately.

Marie: 6 years — Pietra: 4 years

MASTERLIST

Things were better now. Lewis and Y/n had found a balance, they had reduced their workload, prioritizing more time together and with the girls, and that made everything lighter.

As promised, Lewis took his three girls to Maranello. The trip came in handy, as he was testing Ferrari's new car and would have to travel to Italy anyway.

The Italian winter greeted them with a biting cold, but the sky was clear and the sun tried to warm the city. They were already at the Ferrari factory, walking towards the entrance. The girls were beaming with excitement.

Marie, as always more reserved than her sister, surprised everyone with her excitement. She held her mother's hand tightly as she skipped along the path, her eyes shining at the opportunity to learn more about cars.

"And did you know, Mom?" Marie began, looking at Y/n expectantly. "That Schumacher's Ferrari F2004 was one of the most dominant cars in Formula One history? He won 15 races that season!"

Lewis and Y/n exchanged surprised looks.

"Wow! That's really amazing, Marie!" Y/n encouraged, smiling at her daughter, who, a little shy, smiled back.

Lewis chuckled softly, placing his hand on his daughter's head. "You can work as my engineer when you grow up, you know? I think I'll need someone smart like that on my team."

Marie and Y/n laughed together, while Pietra, on her father's lap, remained oblivious to the conversation. Unlike her sister, she wasn't as interested in car curiosities. His eyes were fixed on his father's neck, where his small, warm hands glided over the skin.

Lewis soon realized where his daughter was playing and smiled. It was right over one of his tattoos—the one with his daughters' names on it.

"P...I...E...T...R...A" The girl spelled loudly, catching the attention of her mother and sister, who were walking beside them.

"Very good, P!" Lewis encouraged her. "And what do you think it says?"

The little girl frowned and then smiled proudly. "ROSCOE!"

The three immediately burst out laughing, Pietra looked at each one with that confident smile, thinking she had guessed the name that was written on the tattoo.

Lewis had to pull the youngest up so she wouldn't fall off his lap while still laughing. She was definitely the jokester of the family.

Marie, still laughing, poked her sister in the ribs. "No, P! It says PIETRA!"

The youngest opened her eyes wide and looked at her father in surprise. With a quick gesture, she placed both hands on his cheeks, making him turn his face towards her.

"OH! THAT'S MY NAME!"

Lewis let out a loving laugh. "Yes, that's your name. And right up here is your sister's name, too."

Pietra tilted her head, watching carefully. "But... where is Roscoe's name?"

There was general laughter again. Y/n shook her head in amusement. "Wow, I feel forgotten here. Doesn't my name count anymore?"

Lewis smiled and winked at her. "Of course it counts. But yours is on my chest, right next to my heart."

As soon as they reached the factory entrance, Lewis swiped his ID card, unlocking the door. His photo appeared on the monitor, and Pietra pointed at the screen in surprise.

"Dad! Ferrari is your fan! They put your picture there!"

Lewis chuckled, tilting his head slightly. “That’s just my name tag, little one. If it was Uncle Charles, it would have his picture on it.” He explained briefly.

Pietra nodded, understanding.

As soon as they entered, Lewis placed his daughter on the floor, and the two girls were fascinated by the surroundings. Marie observed everything carefully, absorbing every detail.

An engineer from Lewis soon appeared, greeting the family. Y/n gave an encouraging look to her daughters, who shook the man's hand in a shy but polite greeting.

"Well, Miss Hamilton. Your daddy told me that you were excited to see the Ferrari house, so I'll be your guide today through the factory and the museum." He explained kindly and the girls smiled excitedly.

Lewis and Y/n exchanged knowing looks when they saw the girls' excitement. Marie, always curious, began to ask the engineer questions as they walked ahead of her parents.

"That girl knows more about cars than he does," Lewis muttered, making Y/n chuckle softly.

"I think we should get her into college right away, so she can start working with you as soon as possible."

Lewis smiled proudly as he linked his fingers with his wife's and followed his daughters through the factory.

The girls wore winter clothes, matching in small details. Marie had a red bow in her hair, which held back her mother's straight locks. While Pietra had a red headband in her hair and defined curls, she had also decided to wear her favorite red boots.

She said it was to get in the mood of the team. Lewis and Y/n laughed when she made that statement before they left the house they rented for the trip.

As the engineer led them through the rooms, Marie asked questions with a twinkle in her eye.

"And these parts here?" She pointed to a table with different components displayed. "Are they part of the car's engine?"

The engineer raised his eyebrows, surprised by the intensity of the six-year-old girl's question. He looked at Lewis and Y/n with a smile before gently lowering himself to Marie's height.

"Excellent question! Some of these parts are for aerodynamics, helping the car gain more stability in curves, and others are part of the engine, ensuring more power. For example, this one here..."

He began to explain the differences, while Marie listened attentively, absorbing each piece of information as if she were in an engineers' meeting.

The guide never expected the tour to be more interesting for a child than for adults.

Further back, Lewis and Y/n watched the scene with pride, but also with amusement.

"This sounds like a conversation between two teammates" Y/n muttered, crossing her arms.

"And she could still be right about everything she's saying, which is even more impressive" Lewis added, chuckling softly.

It was then that he realized something. Or rather, he realized the lack of something.

Turning her head slightly, she saw Pietra standing a few steps behind them, staring at the ceiling with her mouth slightly open, completely uninterested in the pieces in front of her and her sister.

He held back a laugh and nudged his wife in the side. "Look at Pietra."

Y/n turned around and had to stop herself from laughing out loud. Pietra was still fascinated by the bright chandelier on the ceiling.

The little girl turned excitedly to her parents and pointed upward. "Look how it glows! Can we have one of those in our house?"

Lewis and Y/n exchanged an amused look.

"And this one is going to be an architect" Lewis joked, chuckling softly.

Y/n laughed too, as Pietra finally gave up on the chandelier and returned to her mother's side, holding her hand as they continued their tour.

Moving on to another room, they passed close to the area where the engineers worked directly with the parts for the Formula 1 cars. The guide looked at Marie with a smile and pointed.

"This is where you'll be working in a few years."

Marie smiled excitedly, and Lewis and Y/n shared a proud look. It was amazing to see the brilliant little minds they were creating.

As they walked down the hallway, an engineer from the Formula 1 team passed by them, patting Lewis on the back and waving to Y/n. Then his gaze fell on the girls, and he smiled.

"Ah, so you must be Mini Lewis 1." He pointed to Marie, who laughed softly. "And you, Mini Lewis 2." He pointed to Pietra.

Y/n and Lewis laughed. But Pietra narrowed her eyes, as if she were analyzing the man, and then extended her hand.

"I'm actually Pietra Hamilton"

The engineer held back his laughter at the cute gesture and shook her small hand. "Oh, nice to meet you then, Pietra Hamilton" He said amusedly.

After he said goodbye to the Hamilton family and walked back down the hall to work, Lewis chuckled and looked at Y/n.

"P is a member of the public." He joked, and Y/n laughed along.

When they reached a room filled with old overalls, trophies, helmets and medals from the drivers who had passed through the team, the engineer turned to Marie with a challenging smile.

"Okay, let's see how much you really know about Ferrari" He said. "What was the team's first Formula 1 title?"

Marie smiled and replied without hesitation: "It was in 1952."

The engineer's eyes widened and he let out a surprised laugh. "That girl is a genius!"

Lewis smiled proudly, placing one hand on Marie's back and the other on Pietra's as he guided them and they continued exploring the room together.

Further back, Y/n gave Lewis space to have a moment with the girls, but smiled at every funny comment from Pietra or every impressive curiosity from Marie.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around, finding a familiar face.

"Angela!" She exclaimed, smiling and hugging Lewis's physical therapist. "I missed you!"

"Me too!" Angela laughed.

"But what are you doing here? I thought you were on vacation."

"I came to bring some documents about the start of the season for the team. Some things related to the training schedule, physical evaluations and adjustments to the pilots' preparation program." She says smiling, still with a hand on Y/n's shoulder.

She and Angela became great friends as soon as they met at Mercedes. The physiotherapist was a great friend of the family and adored the girls. Until then, when Y/n went into labor with Marie, and was in the garage watching Lewis race, the woman helped her calm down and accompanied her to the hospital. She stayed by her side until Lewis left the track and was able to stay by her wife's side while Marie was born.

The physiotherapist was definitely an important part of the family. And Y/n was more than happy to hear that she was back working with Lewis, now at Ferrari.

Angela then pointed to Lewis and the girls. "Looks like today is bring-your-daughters-to-work day."

Y/n laughed. "Lew has wanted to bring them to see the factory for a long time."

Angela smiled, watching the three interact. "Did you know that when Lewis first came here, he said he wanted his daughters to have memories here? He said he wanted them to have the Ferrari as part of their family history, just like the Mercedes was."

Y/n smiled lovingly, watching her husband and daughters from afar. While he laughed at something Pietra had said and Marie was leaning against him looking at the trophies.

Angela looked at the watch on her wrist and sighed. "But unfortunately...I have to go, I still have a flight to catch."

Y/n hugged her again. "We need to schedule a meeting to catch up."

"For sure!" Angela smiled and hugged Y/n too, before saying goodbye and leaving the room.

After leaving the trophy room, the guide took them to a gigantic space where several Ferrari cars were on display, from the first models to the most recent ones.

Marie gaped, putting her hand over her mouth as she looked at everything in awe and walked slowly, as if trying to process all the information her clever little brain had received at once.

Lewis leaned over to Y/n and smiled. "Look at that face. I think we just found Ferrari's new chief engineer."

Y/n smiles lovingly at her eldest daughter, her chest filling with affection. "You should make her your second pilot" She says to her husband and laughs.

The two walked hand in hand, watching the cars and the girls' smiles.

Pietra seemed a little more interested than before, but not to the point of asking questions. She enjoyed racing and traveling with her father, but the technical details were not her strong point. She left that part to her older sister.

Marie, on the other hand, recognized several cars and mentioned old drivers. "That's the car Niki Lauda won the 1975 title with!" She let out an excited squeal.

Lewis and Y/n exchanged an impressed look.

"I think she'll know more than I do soon" Lewis muttered.

While Marie explored everything, Pietra had fun in another way. Looking at all the aesthetics and colors of the cars. Saying that one was beautiful. No, wait! That one was prettier.

"Daddy, take a picture of me with this!" She asked several times, posing next to different cars. Y/n laughed at the poses the youngest made.

But then, in the center of the room, was one of Ferrari's newest models. Pietra looked at him with shining eyes and, without realizing that she couldn't climb, prepared to climb him.

Lewis quickly handed the phone to Y/n and laughed. "Whoa, whoa, young lady. You can't go up there."

He picked her up before she could climb into the show car. Pietra laughed.

"Oops! Sorry, Dad!"

Lewis laughed. "It's okay, little one. Just pay attention to the warning signs." He smiles. And he put her down again, and Pietra ran to Marie, who was still fascinated by the exhibition.

Y/n and Lewis looked at each other and smiled. "This day will stay in their memories forever" Y/n said.

While Marie was still watching the cars in fascination, listening attentively to the curiosities that the engineer explained, the door to the room opened and a relaxed voice caught everyone's attention.

"I hope you're not letting Lewis tell too many stories... He tends to exaggerate when he talks about cars."

Leclerc entered the room with an amused smile, his hair still a little messy from training. His joke got a few laughs and made Lewis roll his eyes, laughing along.

"Look who's talking, the guy who describes every curve as if it were a work of art" Lewis replied amusedly, going over to Charles for a side hug and a handshake.

Charles chuckled and then nodded politely at Y/n, who smiled in return.

The girls, curious, walked over to where their parents were talking. Pietra was the first to speak up.

"You're sweaty!" He said, wrinkling his nose, before shaking the pilot's hand.

Charles laughed. "That's what happens when you spend hours inside a race car."

Marie, more reserved, just waved and said a shy "Hi", receiving a friendly smile from Charles and a gentle greeting as well.

The pilot's gaze then fell on Pietra again, and he noticed the change in the girl's hairstyle.

"Wait a minute... what about your braids like your dad's?"

Pietra crossed her arms and pouted. "Mommy took them off for me. They hurt my head sometimes."

This made everyone laugh, and Y/n lightly ruffled her youngest daughter's curly hair.

Marie, always a little curious to see her father's teammate in racing gear, looked at Charles and asked, "Were you training just now?"

"Yes, I'm done with my training today," he replied kindly.

"How was the car?" Marie asked, her eyes shining with interest.

Charles was surprised by the question, but smiled excitedly. "Oh, he was good today! His balance has improved a lot since yesterday, so I was able to test out some fast laps."

"Did the balance change because of the rear wing or was it more because of the tire pressure?" Marie asked, frowning.

Charles blinked a few times in surprise.

"Wow, that's a great question!" He looked at Lewis. "This is your fault, isn't it?"

Lewis laughed proudly. "Her brain is working at a thousand miles an hour." He said, hugging his wife from the side and running his hand up and down her back, covered by a large coat.

"To answer your question, little Hamilton, it was a bit of both. We adjusted the wing for more stability in high-speed corners, but we also changed the calibration to improve traction coming out of corners."

Marie nodded, absorbing the explanation.

Meanwhile, Pietra pulled her mother's hand, making Y/n duck. "Mommy, why does he talk funny?" She whispers.

Y/n held back her laughter and replied softly, "Because he's not British like us, love. The accent changes depending on where the person was born."

Pietra nodded thoughtfully and went back to watching Charles as he talked to Marie.

After the brief interaction with the driver, the group moved on to another room, where there was a memorial to Niki Lauda. Marie looked around, her eyes shining with admiration.

"Daddy knew him, but I didn't..." She explained to the engineer who accompanied them on the tour. "But he seemed like a nice man, from the stories Daddy tells."

Lewis smiled, but his eyes were filled with emotion. The memory of Lauda always touched him deeply, even more so now that he knew that his daughter also admired the driver. Without saying anything, Y/n rested her head on her husband's shoulder and gently ran her hand down his back, offering comfort.

As Marie continued to gaze at the memorial, the engineer stepped away for a moment and soon returned with an old F1 steering wheel. He crouched down in front of the girls and smiled.

"Want to hold it? This one is an older model."

Marie carefully grabbed the steering wheel and immediately widened her eyes. "It's heavy, isn't it, Daddy?" She turned to Lewis, surprised by the weight of the object.

Lewis laughed and nodded, and crouched down beside her, patting his daughter's head.

As Marie examined the steering wheel with concentration, Pietra approached and asked with her innocent curiosity: "Where is the button to play music?"

Everyone burst out laughing, Lewis had to stand up and rest his head on his wife's shoulder to stifle the laughter he was holding back. Pietra was definitely the most spontaneous little person Lewis had ever seen in his life.

The engineer explained patiently, but smiling at the question. "F1 cars don't have radios for music, little Hamilton, only for talking to the team."

They continued the tour through a few more rooms. Pietra made funny and innocent comments, while Marie patiently corrected her sister and explained each thing. Even though she didn't fully understand, Pietra always nodded seriously, as if it were something very important.

Lewis and Y/n exchanged amused glances as they watched their daughters interact.

At the end of the tour, Ferrari had prepared a special surprise: mini red jumpsuits personalized with the girls' names.

Marie was delighted and clutched the jumpsuit to her chest. "Now I feel like part of the team!"

Pietra spun around with the jumpsuit in her hands before declaring, "I want a matching helmet!"

Lewis laughed and joked, "Hey, one step at a time, little grasshopper." Pietra laughed and spun around again, excited about the gift.

After the tour, Lewis thanked the team and their availability so he could bring his family to see the space where he worked outside of racing. They said goodbye to the engineer and chatted with some acquaintances who passed by the hallway as they walked.

And as they walked back to the car, Marie, who was holding her father's hand and bouncing excitedly, looked at Lewis.

"Dad, I want to live in Maranello when I grow up. I want to study Engineering and work at Ferrari!"

Y/n laughed when she heard this, while Pietra, on her mother's lap, played with the necklace carefreely.

Lewis sighed dramatically. "Oh my God, my daughter is only six years old and she already wants to leave home to study abroad!" He wiped away fake tears, making Marie laugh. "Please, slow down with that intelligence of yours, daughter. You haven't even reached high school and you already want to leave Daddy!"

Marie laughed. "I won't abandon you, Daddy. I love you so much."

Lewis was overcome with emotion and picked Marie up, spinning her around. The girl laughed loudly, full of joy. He hugged her tightly, feeling the immense love he had for his daughters and for the family he was building with the love of his life.

Meanwhile, Pietra, still playing with her mother's necklace, looked at her parents and mischievously declared: "I'm going to leave daddy to study abroad."

Lewis stopped abruptly and put his hand on his chest, feigning shock. While Marie laughed softly and Y/n looked at the scene with amusement in her eyes. "I raise you with love, affection and lots of strawberry ice cream and you treat me like this?!"

Y/n laughed along with the girls. Pietra turned around in her mother's lap, smiling at her father. "No, Daddy, I was joking. I'm not going to abandon you, nor Mommy, nor Marie."

Lewis sighed in relief. "Ah, that's great."

Pietra laughed and looked at her mother, who was shaking her head in amusement.

When they got to the car, Lewis and Y/n put their daughters on the floor so they could get in. Before opening the door, Lewis leaned close to his wife with a suggestive smile.

"I think I want a third mini Hamilton."

Y/n laughed, but felt her heart warm. Looking at her daughters, who were so full of life, and her husband, who was an incredible father and a wonderful partner, she knew that despite the challenges, they were building something special together. With love, patience and unity, their brilliant little minds would one day make a difference in the world.

Author: I'm going to make a masterlist with all the imagines I'm writing for this family, as soon as it's ready, I'll leave it on my Masterlist FORMULA 1

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