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No, it's okay. I'm just terrified.

Everything alright? Except you know my girl took second, and the whole backwards moment.

Going backwards, picking up a $10,000 check, same day. [Shelby chuckles and shakes her head.] I'm just nervous about qualifying. I really want to do well here.

You will do wonderfully Darling. [Draws her close and kisses the top of her head.]

You would say that if I was on fire, Frank. [Laughs.] But thank you. How are you liking everything?

I would be more trying to put the fire out. [He smirked a little before nuzzling gently.] I'm enjoying myself here with you.

Mmm...we should be getting going any minute now. You can watch from the pits if you want to. [Except for the part where it looks like it's going to rain.] Dammit.

[He looked up and his brow furrowed a little.] Looks like rain, that's not good.

No, it's not. [Momentum was important to race car drivers, and she had it and didn't want to lose it. Plus then that just meant another day for her to stew.] We'll have to see what Race Control does.

Of course this happens when everything is going well for me. [Here's the spoiled brat part. Yes Shelby, the rain is just here to spite you.]

I'll be here waiting with you Darling. [He rubbed her back gently.] Hopefully it doesn't put too much of a wait on things.

[She's just going to sit back down and start pouting.] I hope not. I'm finally feeling like I know what I'm doing, you know? You're not having to carry me anymore.

I never thought I was carrying you. [He sits with her and drapes an arm around her.] Just don't let the delay get to you. I have always said you could do it and I still believe in you. That's all you need to keep you going.

I know. I feel like I'm doing some great racing now, just need to get to that top step of the podium. Remember, I'm only on a one-year contract, I have to convince Penske to offer me an extension. [She sighs and rests her head against his shoulder, relaxing.] I'm surprised you're not complaining about how I cut you off from sex a week ago.

No reason to complain. We are so much more than that. [He smiled and kissed her gently.] You are doing great racing. I am so very proud of you.

Thank you. [She kissed him back gently.] Though you should know as soon as I have the time to stay up late I am going to attack you.

[As if on cue, she gets the word thst qualifying is cancelled until the following morning. Nothing to do now but go back to the hotel, or sit here and bitch. She might do either.]

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