Kenzie knew it could happen she knew that statistics she knew about the 52 in F1 that never came home. Pato was racing in F1 for a weekend to take the place of Lando Norris as Lando was sick and Zack had enough time to bring Pato in and have him race. She felt sick to her stomach that whole weekend she didn't know if it wad all the extra attention or what. She sat in the McLaren garage with Lily Oscar Piastri's girlfriend. She told Lily about her feeling and said to just relax that it probably was cause it was a new venue that she was used to Indycar and smaller crowds. And she took that and shrugged the feeling off she wished she hadn't. Pato did amazing in quali he got p3 and next to him was Max Verstappen in p4 which worried her a little she knew all too well what Max was like as a driver and he was coming off a 1 race ban and his license was clean so he was gonna race dirty. The race started normally till she got her all too telling gut feeling. She could usually predict crashes weird 6th sense she had. That feeling came and she did not like it. Max was right on Pato's tail pipe trying to pass him and Pato was not giving up at all. Then Max went for a late lunge and sent Pato flying she watched in horror as Pato's car flipped. Lily grabbed onto her to hold her up seeing the look on her face the race was immediately red flagged and all the drivers came back to the pits. Lily held her as she cried as they worked to get Pato out he hadn't radioed in. She felt regret fill her body all the things she had wished she had done with him. Taken more pictures, more videos, had gotten married in Vegas like he suggested. They got him out and he was alive. Oscar had joined her and Lily squeezing her shoulder trying to be comforting but not sure how to. They weren't letting anyone near them as they rushed Pato to an ambulance. Lily drove her to the hospital. She sat in the car trying to get herself together before going in. She went in asking a nurse where he was she was taken to a room where he was laying his eyes screwed shut as he groaned cursing in Spanish. Hearing footsteps he opened his eyes. His eyes softening seeing her and the worry etched on her face. Pato reached a hand out so she'd come closer. The nurse quietly left as she just about ran over. Pato: I'm ok mi amor I'm ok