(Pidges pov)
I am walking in the familiar darkness that I've come to know. I am imprisoned. I know this. The cold air, its all I feel. All I know.
I'm not me.
I look at my hands, cuffed together. One is metal. Who am I? My thoughts are scrambled.
Matt.
I hear his voice. Suddenly, my mind is overloaded. I hear a scream, it came from me, but it isn't me.
I have to find Matt.
I awake with a start, my throat sore. There's banging on my door and tears in my eyes. I push myself up and unlock the door. "Y-yeah?" they all stand there. All but one. All but the one I need. I hold back a sob.
"Pidge?" Lance said, his normally smiling expression replaced with one of worry. I shake my head at him, and he puts his arms around me.
All of the others aside from Keith and Lance slowly disperse. I sit on the floor and bury my face in my hands as they seat themselves next to me.
"I miss him" I sniffle. "I miss him so much. He just disappeared. Ive relost him. I've lost him and Matt and father."
"You know Shiro. He'll be alright. He survived last time, he'll survive again." Keith said, looking off to the side. "Im worried too though Pidge. I really am." He pats my head. "We have all lost people before but neither I or the rest of the Paladins is willing to lose Shiro.
"I'll be alright. Thank you Keith. Thank you Lance. Goodnight." They leave back to their rooms and I head in to my own.
I look out the small window im to the vastness of space. "Goodnight Shiro. We'll find you and Matt as soon as we can."
[A/N this is my first fic in a long time! I'm sorry for any errors or anything. A warning, this fic is going to be an adult rating. There is also a Shaladin ship so if this makes you uncomfy, dont read. Let me know what you think!]