Episode 1~
"It almost seems like they are hinting at some kind of romance between Keith and Allura," Hunk commented, making light of the show made about the paladins.
"What!?" Lance cried, standing up and slamming his hands down on the table. "No, no, no! It's shouldn't be Keith and Allura! It should be—"
Lance cut himself off, stopping midway through and sitting back down, burying his head in his folded arms.
"Ooh!" Hunk murmured, resting his head in his hands, propped up on the table. "I see we're getting a love triangle here."
"Mmh," Lance murmured in protest.
"Have you asked Allura out yet?" Hunk asked, raising his eyebrows.
Lance kept his face buried, not replying.
"Oh, I see," Hunk said, the playfulness in his voice retracting. "You did ask her and she rejected you."
"No!" Lance protested. "I-" he stuttered, not knowing what he wanted to say. "I- I don't know that I want to ask her out…"
He blinked furiously, trying to get the fog in his brain to clear out.
"I thought you liked Allura?" Hunk asked.
"I mean, I do!" Lance said. "And I… I just don't know!"
"Is this about Romelle?" Hunk asked, sighing.
"No," Lance said with certainty. "Romelle is a good friend but I don't like her like that."
"Okay! Then you should ask Allura out! Tonight's the last night, buddy!" Hunk encouraged.
"Yeah… I guess," Lance conceded half-heartedly. He almost just wanted to spend his last day on earth with his family. They were approaching a war after all… there was no guarantee he would see them again. But then again, this was his last chance with Allura… though… he just didn't feel right about asking her out. It didn't seem… right.
After Shiro's announcement that they all take the night off, everyone was walking out of the meeting room, Hunk and Lance side by side, when Hunk grabbed Lance by the arm and pulled him out to the side.
"This is your chance!" Hunk told Lance. "You've got this! Just speak with confidence!"
"W-wait!" Lance futilely tried to protest until Hunk was shoving him forward so that he was pushed through Romelle and Allura who were talking to each other.
"Um… hi." Lance murmured awkwardly.
"Oh! Hello Lance," Allura said kindly while Romelle waved.
"I- um…" Lance trailed off, his eyes wandering to where Hunk was standing a few paces back, waving his arms for Lance to continue. "I was wondering if…"
Lance returned his gaze to Allura who was smiling kindly at him, her eyes a beautiful, crystalline blue. She really was pretty.
"I was wondering if you would like to join me for dinner…" Lance murmured.
"Uh…" Allura hesitated.
In that moment, Lance spoke up again. "Hunk and I were planning on putting together a final family and paladin get together. Would you two like to come?"
Lance made a point of not looking at Hunk as he waited for their responses.
Romelle clasped her hands in front of her face and beamed at him. "That's a wonderful idea, Lance! I would love to meet everyone's families! Allura, let's go!"
"I don't know," Allura hesitated. "We have to watch that Altean…"
"Oh relax!" Romelle smiled. "I think that this will be good for you!"
Allura hesitated another moment before nodding and agreeing. "Alright, that sounds fun to me."
"Thank you!" Lance smiled as he walked back towards Hunk while Allura and Romelle moved on, chatting about how they were going to get to meet everyone that they had heard the paladins talking about.
Lance grinned sheepishly at Hunk as he got closer and saw his friend's face resting in the palm of his hand. "Laaaance," Hunk moaned. "You were supposed to ask Allura out on a date! Not invite everyone!"
"Yeah… but I want to have one last group dinner!" Lance tried to say, playing it off like it was intentional— Like he hadn't just epically messed up.
"Sigh," Hunk said out loud. "I guess that means I'll be baking all afternoon."
"But you like baking!" Lance protested.
"Yeah… you're right," Hunk conceded before changing the topic abruptly, "So! My whole family can come right?"
"Yeah. You can invite whoever you want."
"Okay! Sounds good…" Hunk told Lance before leaning closer to scrutinize his face. "You have to tell the other paladins though. I'm going to be baking."
"Yes, yes," Lance said, waving Hunk off. "I've got it covered."
Lance wandered around the Garrison first, searching for any of his fellow paladins to talk to. He specifically kept an eye out for anyone with a mullet.
"I wasn't aware that humans could float?" Romelle asked, sounding confused from inside one of the doors.
Lance opened up the sliding door and was met with a botany room with Pidge, Allura, Romelle, Colleen, and Beezer standing around.
"No… grounded just means I can't leave my mother's side," Pidge mumbled.
"That's because it isn't responsible for fifteen-year-olds to go off on their own into space," Colleen said slyly.
"OH!" Pidge shouted, "Well, APPARENTLY, finding my BROTHER and saving my FATHER from an intergalactic TYRANT doesn't get me a PASS!"
"Not on your life!" Colleen retorted.
"Please, Colleen," Allura pleaded, "It's our last night on Earth. We would like to get Pidge prepared and have Pidge help us prepare as well!"
"You are invited, too!" Romelle reminded Colleen. "And we swear that we will not let Pidge leave the ground once."
Colleen raised her eyebrows, her arms crossed as she thought. "All right. But only because I know how much Pidge hates shopping. And social gatherings."
"Thanks!" Romelle said as Allura picked up Pidge and began to carry them out of the room.
"Lance!" Allura said, surprised as she turned to find Lance, awkwardly hovering in the doorway.
"Um, hi…" Lance murmured. "I was just coming to find Pidge and Colleen. But I see that you have already found them."
"Yep!" Romelle said cheerily. "Found both and now we are going shopping! Would you like to come?"
"No… I'm going to find the others," Lance told them.
"Okay. Sounds good," Allura told him, smiling.
Lance nodded and turned to leave, letting them disappear behind him.
As Lance continued walking down the hallway, he passed by Shiro, looking at a screen held in his robotic hand while he worked with his other to type notes onto a screen on the wall.
"Hi, Shiro," Lance said as he walked up behind him.
Shiro started, looking around with his eyes wide until he noticed Lance and calmed down. "Lance… um, hi," he murmured, straightening his garrison uniform to regain composure. "You startled me."
Lance rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "Yeah.. sorry. I was just coming to look for you.. And the others. Hunk and I are planning on doing a huge family dinner thing tonight. Allura, Pidge, and Romelle will be there along with Colleen and Hunk's family. We were kind of hoping to just have a big meet-and-greet with the paladins and their families."
Lance cut himself off, realizing that he was just rambling at that point. "What I'm asking is: Would you like to go?"
"Sure!" Shiro said, smiling. "I think that would be a lot of fun."
"Do you have any family you want to bring?" Lance asked. "We're welcoming anyone. Moms… dads… any girlfriends…"
Shiro chuckled lightly, throwing Lance off guard. "What's funny?"
"Oh, I'm just thinking about Adam," Shiro smiled wistfully. "He always loved showing up with me to places and surprising people that we were in a relationship."
"What?!" Lance said, grinning. "You're dating someone?"
"My boyfriend, Adam… well—"
"Boy...friend?" Lance said curiously before a huge smile broke out on his face. "That's fantastic Shro. You never told us you had someone special to you in your life."
"Yes," Shiro said, somewhat awkwardly. "Well…"
"You never told us that!" Lance interrupted.
"Well… Adam and I… we broke up before I left for Kerberos," Shiro said, his face falling into a frown.
"Really?" Lance said, stupefied.
"Yeah, we were about to get married but… with me leaving we broke it off and then… and then…" Shiro's voice cracked slightly and he lowered his head to the ground before he looked up into Lance's eyes. "And then he died… while we were away."
"Oh no!" Lance whispered. "Shiro… Shiro I'm so so sorry!"
A breath of silence fell over them. Lance took a step closer and placed his hand on Shiro's shoulder.
"Thank you, Lance," Shiro croaked, wiping at his eyes with his arm. "I… I just wish I could have said goodbye."
Lance bit his lip, not knowing what to say. "Shiro… Shiro I—"
"It's fine, Lance. Really. I would love to go to the dinner with everyone."
Lance nodded and took a step back, turning to leave. He hesitated and turned back towards Shiro, running the few paces towards him to envelope him in a hug. "That is absolutely awful," Lance whispered. "I'm so sorry and you are so strong for going through all of that and still being here to fight with us."
Shiro laughed lightly, returning Lance's embrace. "I don't know that I was given much of a choice on the 'returning' part… but thank you, still, Lance."
"Anytime, Shiro."
"Coran?" Lance said uncertainty as he opened the door and walked in.
"Yes my boy?" Coran asked, putting down some gadget Lance didn't recognize.
"Um… so tonight we are doing a big dinner with everyone. Do you want to come?" Lance explained to him.
"Who's going to be there?" Coran asked suspiciously.
"Romelle, Pidge, Shiro, Hunk, and Allura and their families, if they can come," Lance said slowly.
"And your family is going to be there?" Coran asked, his interest piqued.
"Yeah! I'm actually pretty excited to show Allura and the others my family. I mean everyone knows Veroni—"
"What?!" Coran yelped. "The princess is going with you to meet your family?"
"I… I guess… It's almost like a date…" Lance said nervously.
"Out out out!" Coran said, shoving Lance out of his room. "You have to ask my permission formally. I can't believe you just asked her first instead of me, her guardian."
"I—" Lance tried to say but what a door slamming in his face before he could do anything about it. Reluctantly, Lance sighed and knocked on the door to hear Coran say, "Come in, come in."
Lance opened the door to find the room transformed. The lighting was dim, Coran was sitting in a chair, one leg crossed over his knee while he wore what looked like an elegant bathrobe, and above them hung a huge picture of Coran and Alfor where Alfor had his arm around Coran and was grinning while Coran was winking, smiling, and holding Alfor's other hand.
Lance bit his lip and walked in to the room, taking a seat on a stool at Coran's request. "So what is it, my boy," Coran asked in a voice that somehow sounded more proper and sophisticated.
"I… I want to bring Allura to a group dinner?"
"And what makes you think you're qualified to be spending time in such a way with Allura?"
"We… we're good friends," Lance told him softly. "And I want her… and everyone else to meet my family and have a good night together."
Coran nodded. "That is fair. Still, are you prepared to make yourself presentable to a princess?"
In confusion, Lance cried "Huh? What?!"
~~
Keith was sitting on top of Black, staring out at the sunset. It was so strange for him to be back on earth. He had never really felt like he belonged there but… he didn't want to leave it either. It had a strange beauty to it that was so surreal and familiar and amazing.
The wind was rustling past him, whispering in his ears as he watched the sky fade to reds and oranges and yellows with the clouds turning into beautiful shades of pink that looked like someone had taken a paintbrush and designed one of the most perfect scenes.
And then the silence was broken by a loud clattering. Keith looked around as he saw a large metal bucket peek over the side of the Lion, followed by Lance's head.
"Hi, Keith," Lance said glumly. "You know, you are really hard to find."
Keith didn't say anything, his mouth open in shock and his eyes wide in surprise. "I— Lance?! What are you wearing!?"
Lance was wearing what looked like a bad knight costume made out of miscellaneous metal pieces that could be found around Hunk's garage.
"Coran made me wear it because he think that I'm going on a date with Allura," Lance muttered dejectedly.
Keith's face fell and he looked away from Lance, back at the sunset. "Oh," he muttered quietly. "So… are you?"
"What?" Lance asked, taking of the helmet thing he was wearing.
"Are you going on a date with Allura?" Keith asked, his voice monotone and dull despite his attempt to sound upbeat and supportive.
"No? Yes? Maybe?" Lance sighed defeatedly. "I don't know, man. I just… I want to have a good evening. I don't want to think about relationships or anything."
Keith nodded, trying to digest the information. He glanced at Lance, his eyes lingering just a moment too long on Lance's beautiful crystalline blue eyes.
"So… why I really came up here is… I have a question for you Keith…" Lance trailed off, folding his fingers together in his lap.
Keith raised an eyebrow, mentally trying to prepare himself for whatever Lance would ask. It was so intimidating to think about. What if Lance wanted to ask….
"Would you come to dinner with us?" Lance asked warmly holding out his hand for Keith to shake or hold.
"Dinner?" Keith asked, his face heating up slightly as he thought about going and eating a meal with Lance and…
"Yeah… all of the paladins and their families are going to be there, tonight," Lance told him. "I heard that Pidge and Allura and Romelle went to the mall but I'm not sure."
"Oh," Keith murmured his face falling slightly.
"So will you be there?" Lance asked earnestly, leaning towards Keith with his eyes wide in hope, his hand still reached out.
Keith closed his eyes, trying to block out Lance's face so he could think rationally. As a friend group, he was fine with the other paladins. He had learned how to get along with them and how to be closer with them and everything. But he still was, by no means, a social person.
However, the thought of spending a dinner with Lance and his family, no less, seemed beyond his imagination. He hadn't gotten to talk to Lance as just a friend since… since he had left. And he missed that.
But he also didn't want to have to watch all of the others getting along and leaving him behind. Excluding him. And… and Lance and Allura getting closer together.
Keith opened his eyes and glanced at the sunset, the yellow sun burning black dots in his vision, before he looked back at Lance, his eyebrows creased upwards and his eyes pleading quietly with the soft smile that played across his lips.
Keith sighed, "Alright. Fine, I'll go." He reached out and grabbed Lance's hand firmly in confirmation, neither shaking nor moving it.
"Yay!" Lance cried moving their hands up and down before he stopped and just settled down with their hands still clasped between them.. "The whole gang will be there now!"
Keith nodded but then releasing his hold on Lance and drawing back. Before he knew it, he felt Lance's arms around him, pulling him into an awkward hug.
Keith stiffened immediately, his mind going into overdrive as he tried to make himself function. Lance must have noticed how tense Keith became because he froze, himself, and started to pull back slowly.
"Sorry, sorry. I forgot how much you hate physical contact," Lance muttered with his head bowed.
"No…" Keith said before he even knew the word was out of his mouth. "It's… it's fine."
And then Lance took that as acceptance and he reached out and hugged Keith even tighter than before, his head nestled into the crook of Keith's neck.
"Keith," Lance muttered from Keith's shoulder.
"Hmm?" Keith asked, his arms awkwardly settling on Lance's back for the brief hug.
"Your mullet is trying to suffocate me."
Keith actually started laughing as Lance pulled back laughing himself.
"You just had to ruin that moment by saying that?" Keith asked incredulous.
"What moment?" Lance asked innocently.
"The bonding moment part two," Keith joked.
Lance sat back, his gaze turning towards the sunset before them. "No, no, nope. Don't remember it. It didn't happen." Keith couldn't help but let his eyes linger on Lance's face just a moment too long as both of them smiled warmly.
After a moment, Lance turned to him, still smiling and said, "I learned something new today. Did you know that Shiro is gay and used to have a fiancé?"
Keith smiled, laughing softly. "Yes. I always liked Adam. He was so nice and funny."
Lance nodded, smiling. "I would have liked to meet him."
"Yeah… Shiro told me he… he died in combat against the Galra."
"That doesn't mean it isn't sad or right," Lance said. "Just because someone dies in war, that doesn't mean it was okay. And… Shiro seems to be the one who always loses everything. His arm… his body… his fiancé…"
Keith nodded solemnly. "Yeah. Unfortunately."
His words drifted into the silent wind, a peaceful calm overtaking them while they sat together, watching the sunset for one last quiet moment on Earth, neither knowing what to say.
Lance made sure that he was early enough to get his family ready for the whole group to come over and for him to be there when everyone first arrived. When the first knock on the door echoed through the room, his mom called for him and he stared downstairs, wanting to be the one to open the door.
Before he could, his mom had already opened the door and was welcoming Allura inside.
Except she didn't look like she normally did. She looked stunning. Lance blinked and smiled at her, "Wow, Allura! You're so dressed up! You look beautiful."
"Thank you, Lance," Allura said warmly, "You look nice too." Lance smiled, glancing down at his simple dress cloths and shrugging. Allura laughed lightly and followed Lance and his mom to where they had set up an outdoor dining area with spherical paper lanterns strung above their heads so that they could see.
Just as Lance was about to introduce Allura to all of the parts of his family, he heard another, more forceful knock on the door. Lance turned and started walking towards the doorway in time to see Hunk waving at him as he pulled a large cart full of food containers through the door with his family trailing just behind.
"Wow!" Lance commented as he helped his friend carry the food inside and towards the backyard where a large table was set with a white cloth for the food. "You did an amazing job Hunk!"
"Yeah, considering what little warning you gave me," Hunk said in mild annoyance.
"Heh, yeah," Lance murmured sheepishly.
Next to arrive was Pidge and Colleen with Romelle trailing behind them. Pidge was dressed in an outfit that strangely reminded Lance of the Voltron show's Pidge.
Romelle, as well, looked stunning in a simple blue dress that she had managed to find.
Shiro was the next to arrive, looking awkward and nervous as he went to talk to the other adults that had decided to come.
But Keith didn't arrive immediately. Lance felt unsettled that Keith hadn't showed up yet. He wanted to talk to Keith and get to hear about all of his Marmoran stories from when he had been gone.
Lance talked to the other paladins, especially Allura, as they all got together and started talking with each other.
Lance felt like he was in a daze. Everything was so surreal. And then, his mind focused as he heard the chiming of the doorbell, sounding awkward itself even though doorbells couldn't sound awkward.
He bounded up before anyone else could calling, "I'll get it!" as he barreled towards the door. He paused just before opening it to straighten his shirt and run his fingers through his hair.
"Hello, mullet," Lance said smoothly as he opened the door and bowed low to Keith.
When he looked up, he was met with a stunned Keith who looked… different. Lance blinked as he looked at Keith's black, form-fitting vest over a red polo shirt with a pair of nice black slacks and black boots. He had also tied that mullet up in a ponytail behind his head (One low down that made his hair sleeker, not messier like in that game show), the largest and longest clumps of hair gathered together while the smaller strains still drifted around his face.
"Hi, Lance," Keith said nervously, waving. "It's so nice of you to open the door for me."
"Bah," Lance retorted, "I do it for everyone. Even people with stupid ponytails."
Keith sighed as he followed Lance towards where the rest of the group was. For him, he still didn't know that he wanted to be there, but Shiro was there if he needed someone to talk to and he could always catch up with Lance…
Through the evening, Lance felt like a ping-pong ball, shooting form one person to the next sporadically as he tried to talk and introduce everyone.
"So, Lance," Veronica said, sliding up behind him when he was talking to Allura. "Maybe you could put in a good word for me with that long haired friend of yours?"
Lance felt his face pale and droop as he fumbled in disbelief. "What?! Keith?! No, no no no no," Lance laughed nervously, averting his eyes and looking to see if Keith was close enough to have heard. "No way, NO. Never. Not in a Million decaphebs, okay?" Lance himself didn't know what he was saying. He was rambling everything that came to his mind. "All that guy likes are knives and space wolves! So- Who-Who even likes those things?!" Though, Lance had to admit to himself that Kosmo was really awesome and… even Keith's marmora knife was super cool. "AND," Lance added. "He's got a Mullet- mullets are terrible come on it's no. Just no NO."
"Lance," Veronica said, looking taken aback by Lance's outburst. "I was just kidding."
Lance blushed, looking away from her. He himself was taken aback by his own outburst. It wasn't like him at all.
"What were you saying, Lance?" Allura asked, turning back from her conversation with Rachel and Lance's mom.
"Um… nothing," Lance lied. "How about we take a nice walk together?" Lance suggested like a failure and an idiot. "I know this really cool tree place…"
"Sure!" she agreed. "Sounds like a nice break from everyone."
Together they walked away from everyone, side by side, into the wooded area. The moonlight shone through the overhead branches and the wind rustled the leaves softly.
"Aw," Lance said as they arrived at the clearing where his favorite tree used to be. "It's all decimated now…It used to be so beautiful here."
Allura touched the edge of his arm lightly and smiled. "Allow me." She walked up towards the tree and placed her hands on it's trunk. All at once, a brilliant light shone through the tree and it's leaves began to grow in a shimmering blue light.
"Wow. That's amazing," Lance breathed, staring at the awe inspiring sight.
"Thanks," Allura smiled. "It reminds me of the quintessence field."
Lance's face soured. "I don't have any pleasant memories of that place. All I remember is the corruption and the fighting."
"I just remember when Lotor and I first flew through it and… and it was so magical," Allura sighed. She looked so beautiful with the blue glow of the leaves casting shadows on her face, her eyes twinkling in the light.
Lance took a step closer to her but she didn't seem to notice. Lance smiled and spoke softly, "You… you and Lotor… kissed, didn't you?"
Allura looked down at the ground. "Yes."
Lance felt his eyes droop closed. "You miss him, don't you?"
"Yes," Allura said reluctantly.
Lance opened his eyes and looked at her again. He had started to notice it for a little while but, in his mind, she had changed again. At first, she had been the goddess, the unachievable dream, and then she had been the person he was in love with… and now… now Lance saw her as his friend.
Slowly, painfully, Lance leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her, in a hug of comfort and friendship.
"You loved Lotor," Lance stated. "And… you don't love me. At least not in that way."
Allura nodded slowly, not looking at him. Lance pulled away smiling through the pain in his eyes.
"Lance, I'm—"
"It's okay, Princess," Lance teased, trying to cover the crack in his voice. "I… I don't want to be your backup. And… you need time to properly accept that loss. It wasn't easy for any of us to be betrayed by Lotor… but you took it the hardest. And I'm sorry for that."
"Lance… I'm sure there will be someone who will love you completely and entirely," Allura said, pulling back from his hug and looking at him with pity in her eyes. He really hated her pity.
"Maybe," Lance said brightly, covering his pain with a smile. "But that's okay. Right now we need to focus on the fight against Honerva and freeing the entire universe form her control."
"Yes. You are right," Allura said, placing her fist on her open palm. "And I know that we'll get her."
Lance smiled sadly. "You should head back to the party— I'll be just behind you."
"You sure?" Allura said softy.
"Yes," Lance replied, smiling sadly. "See you in a minute."
Allura left like a flower petal in the wind, drifting away as beautiful as the moonbeams. But Lance knew that she wasn't meant for him. He thought that he had known for quite a while.
Lance decided to walk back, taking one more look at the tree after a moment. On his way, he thought about Shiro. Shiro had been happily engaged but… he had left for the Kerberos mission and then… and then his fiancé was proclaimed dead in his absence.
"Hey, Shiro?" Lance said as he returned to the party and located their Space Dad.
"What's up Lance?" Shiro said cooly, leaning up against the table.
"How… how did you know that you… wanted to marry Adam… before you two…" Lance trailed off, not knowing how to continue with that awkward sentence.
"We broke up because I had a terminal disease and decided to go on the Kerberos mission instead of staying with him, a decision I think about every day and sometimes regret with all of my heart. And other times I'm glad that I left so that I could be healed, and help you guys fight to save the galaxy.
"But we decided to get married because we were so happy with each other. We couldn't imagine life without the other.
Lance looked down at his hands, not sure what to say. He didn't really know what he wanted from Shiro… he just wanted to talk to him.
"Lance," Shiro said softly. "One thing that I would give anything for is time. I would love to see Adam just one more time so that I could hug him or tell him that I'm sorry and that I love him. But I can't do that…"
"So what are you saying, Shiro?"
Shiro laughed laughtly. "I'm old and tired. I don't know what I'm saying. But… I guess I was trying to tell you not to wait. Especially in this war, you never know how much time you will have before the one you care about dies… so if you have something you want to say to anyone on the team, you should tell them ASAP so that you don't constantly wish for more time."
Lance nodded. "I think I understand. Thanks Shiro."
"Plus!" Shiro called as Lance started walking away, "I think there is a certain leader-figure of the team that would enjoy talking to you…"
Lance froze up, his ears turning red as he turned back towards Shiro slowly. But, by the time he was looking back, Shiro's eyebrows were creased downwards as he stared at his phone. Lance wanted to talk to him, to check that everything was okay, but just then Hunk and Pidge found him and pulled him into a large group conversation.
Shiro, on the other hand, let his eyes scan over the text over and over again.
Sam: Shiro, you need to come back here. It's urgent. Nothing bad but you want to get over here.
Shiro looked around nervously, already anxious to leave. He felt bad about abandoning everyone, but he didn't like the sound of Sam's text and he much preferred knowing what was going to happen over being in the dark.
"Hey…" Shiro said awkwardly to the first of Lance's relatives that he came upon on his way out. He was a taller person who looked sort of like Lance except for the stubble on his chin and the chin length hair. "I was… I need to leave," Shiro fumbled."Please tell them… if… if they ask."
Before he got a response, Shiro pushed past the young man and out the door, leaving and rushing to the Garrison.
Shiro practically ran through the garrison halls until he was stopped by Sam grabbing his arms and saying "Whoa! Whoa," Like Shiro was a horse. Shiro glared at him but slowed to a stop.
"There's something— no someone that I want you to see."
Shiro looked at him with confusion, not sure what to say and confused about what was happening.
"Here," Sam said, leading him to a recovery room with two large beds and a curtain in between them. Light streamed in from the window, casting the room in a beautiful yellow glow.
The first bed in the room was empty, but as Shiro walked towards the second, he saw a figure sitting on the bed, and staring out the window.
Shiro blinked, trying to get his eyes to focus and take in the facts instead of his hopes. It couldn't be. It just couldn't be true.
"Adam?"