Lance

Lance's head hurts.

He blinks the light in Blue's cockpit harsh on his eyes. His hands go to his left temple and it feels tacky from blood, which explains the throbbing. Making a face he sits up straighter and fights off a wave of dizzying nausea. It only gets worse because when he touches Blue's console he realizes it's gone completely dark.

"Blue?" He waits for the welcoming sensation of feeling the lion's presence in his head, her guidance and her confidence in him. He swallows hard when the quiet buzzing purr doesn't come.

Lance closes his eyes, the cockpit spinning again, his hands touch the surface of the console and he struggles to remember what happened, needing to know what caused Blue to shut down.

The integrity of the wormhole has been compromised. We have no control over where we're headed.

The wormhole. He remembers it all with a rush. The mission hadn't gone as planned but it'd been a success. They rescued Allura and got her back to the Castle. But after she'd open the wormhole something had gone wrong.

Lance winces remembering how out of control it had felt as he hurdled through the wormhole. It always felt out of control in but it usually was a focused high velocity toward one specific point. This time it had felt out of control, he hadn't been able to control Blue at all. Then everything had gone black.

Everyone else.

"No, no, no." He taps at the comm, trying to hope it into working. He sighs frustrated. Why isn't it working? Where is he? Where is everyone else. Are they all okay? They have to be okay? Where are they? Are they here too? Where is here.

He is panicking. He must do something.

Lance rushes to get out of Blue, but he finds he has to manually open the door. The time it takes doing nothing to help his patience. He needs to know where he is, he needs to see the other lions are nearby. The fear is scratching against him and he's not if his head wound or it that has him feeling ready to throw up.

Once outside he blinks against bright sunlight and nearly stumbles to the ground from a wave of dizziness. But he doesn't have the luxury of feeling sick. He has to find his team. But noone is in sight. No other lions, no teammates.

All he sees at first is the sky, peppered with big fluffy clouds. As his eyes adjust more he notices he seems to be on a summit of a mountain. He sees other peaks around him. In every direction.

But the worst thing is he's alone. "Not even, Blue…"

He lets out a gasp as he sees for the first time Blue is on her side, crashed into the earth. He looks down at the uneven terrain caused by the impact. Tears sting his eyes and tries to blink it away. Another wave of nausea slams into him, he's too unsteady on his feet and falls.

The world is spinning he tries to his feet flat and hands onto the earth, wanting to ground himself, trying to wait out of the dizziness. He has a concussion, his whole head is throbbing. He doesn't know where he is and he's afraid he's alone. He glances back at Blue and reaches out to her but there is only silence.

It wasn't that long ago he was in flight with the team, they were Voltron and he could feel each one of them, connected to himself. It was a feeling he didn't know any word for but whole. Being part of the team, a Paladin, it was terrifying but had opened him up to amazing things. Maybe if he concentrates, he can evoke the feeling and maybe if he can evoke it he'll figure out what he needs to do next.

Because he needs to get back to the Castle.

He closes his eyes and his heads spins but he keeps still. He thinks about the connection. To Blue, to the team. How they needed to focus their minds as one to form Voltron. He tries to think about each of them feels. Blue's acceptance. Shiro's strength. Pidge's intellect. Hunk's heart. Breathing he starts to think about Keith's spirit…

And there is a whoosh, something else takes over his mind and he's seeing Red, crashed against the side of a mountain, then he's inside her and sees Keith laying on the floor of the cockpit.

He gasps in shock and the vision is gone, his head is empty again except for the throbbing pain. But he barely feels it, he knows where Keith is… somehow he knows. He stands up and starts walking east away from Blue.

Lance keeps his eyes peeled for any sign of Red. He's trusting his instincts on this but as he walks he starts to doubt having the vision. His head hurts. He feels sick. It's been barely a month. Weeks ago he was just a kid who be a space explorer. Fighting to stay to stay in fighter class, knowing he can be a pilot, but no one really believing in him.

Until he found Blue.

He stops moving, the loss of Blue in his head making his chest ache. Another wave of dizziness washes over him and he fights against passing out. This wasn't what he expected. He never thought he'd be somewhere alone after a bad wormhole flight. Whenever he dreamed about flying into outer space, he never envisioned the depth of it's dangers. He hadn't believed in aliens. Not really.

Lance knows he never could've imagined he'd be called a Paladin. That he'd be a defender of the universe. It was crazy. "Careful what you wish for."

He rests for several minutes and then starts walking, trying not to stumble on the uneven terrain of the mountain. His breath is harsh as he's mostly climbing uphill.

And he's doubting the vision but it's the only lead he's got but why is taking so long to find Red. He looks behind and realizes Blue is out of sight. Instant panic, he turns around and thinks he has to go back to her.

"No, Keith." Lance picks up his pace, he can't really run but he's impatient and he's in a hurry.

He doesn't know how long it takes, it feels like forever but finally he sees Red. She's crashed into the side of the mountain. It's head on the slope close to the edge of where Lance is standing. He swallows because the lion looks as empty as Blue felt, but the pang is softened by triumph. He found her.

"Keith." He smiles.

Carefully he slowly makes it down the steep slope toward Red. A voice is in the back of his head that he shouldn't be doing this. He's dizzy and his vision is blurred, he's exhausted and also he's not supposed to be insane. But he has to get Red. He has no choice, this is Keith, his team member.

His footing slips, he falls and slides down the rough terrain too fast, too swiftly and he's suddenly aware othe gap between Red's head and the mountain. He sees nothing but space between them. Horrified, almost sure he's going to fall he screams and flails and somehow digs his fingers around something and stops his descents.

Lance freezes. He freezes where he is afraid to move. Afraid of falling. He's failing.

We can't give up. We can't fail.

Shiro's voice echoes in his head. Whenever they had felt cornered by a trap, or at loss of what do to do survive. Shiro told them to believe in themselves, to believe in each other. Shiro's faith had gotten them far. The mission had been successful, they'd rescued Allura. This wormhole thing, Lance realizes, is just another bump in the road. He can do this, he can get to Keith.

"We're a team," Lance mutters as he slowly turns around, staying flat against the surface. He just has to climb down a bit further and jump onto Red. "I've got this, just climbing down a mountain a bit until I can jump onto Red. No big deal. Can do it in my sleep."

Lance starts his descent and tries not to look down. Finds himself wishing they landed at the beach. He is a good swimmer. But no instead he is learning mountain climbing on the fly. He moves down and his foot slips and in that split second he almost panics but manages to scramble and keep his place on the mountain.

"Don't panic…don't panic."

Red is closer and closer, he focuses on that. He can do this, all he has to do is jump now. But when hits that point, he's hit with another wave of dizziness, his vision becomes more blurred. For the first time he feels he may not be able to stop himself from getting sick.

"Not Hunk, Not Hunk…"

He takes a deep breath. "On three…." He counted, one, two, three… "Okay on four…" One, two, three, four. He pushes away from the mountain and he screams. He hears it echo all around him but then he hits hard metal and all the air leaves his system. His heart is hammering so fast he's afraid he run out heartbeats. He stays still, trying to remember how to breath and we does all he can say is.

"Ow."

Takes a few moments to get himself moving, his limbs seem to be feeling heavier and heavier. He has to pry at the hatch to get into Red, the fact it isn't working as well fills him with dread. Without the lions to help them how can they find their way back to the team. "Stop." Lance shakes his head at himself. "Focus."

He gets it open and jumps inside. Keith's on the floor, not even in his seat and Lance feels punched with fear. "Can something go right?" He rushes over to him, turns him over gently to see his face, hand going to his throat to look for his pulse. He feels Keith's heart beat against his fingers and sighs with relieve.

"Keith?" he doesn't look hurt, he doesn't see any blood but he's out cold. "Keith?"

"Should I slap him?" Lance sighs, sitting there Keith pulled into him and fights the threat of tears, dizziness and fear. "One thing at a time." He nods a the plan, and focuses on Keith. He's alive and if he's alive he can wake up. He smacks his hand against Keith's face.

Suddenly Keith's no longer lax and he's attacking Lance. Hand grabbing his wrist and pulling and twisting Lance away from him. Before he knows it he's on his knees, arm held behind him.

"Who are you, where am I?"

"It's me, LANCE… You know your fellow Paladin? Let me go."

"Lance?"

Lance falls forward with a groan as Keith releases him. He glares at Keith. "That's it I'm never going scale a mountain for you, again."

"What?" Keith stared at him. "I… feel exhausted."

"Yeah well we were flung through a wormhole."

"Zarkon!' Keith glared. "I almost had him."

"You almost were toast, if it weren't for Shiro."

Keith frowns. "I remember it now, the wormhole. Where are we?"

"A mountain."

"Where?"

"I don't know, a PLANET."

Keith rolls his eyes and turns around to look at Red's console. "What the… nothing's working? Red?"

"Neither was Blue. Something screwed with their systems, I guess."

Keith turned and looked at him. "What do we do?"

Lance sighed. "I was hoping you knew that."

Keith stars at him blankly. Lance feels the optimism he'd built up at finding Keith fade. His head feels worse than it has, he's wobbly on his feet and suddenly the whole cockpit is spinning too fast for him to handle.

"Lance?" Keith's voice sounds so far away.

He falls to the floor, hands flat on the surface, he feels clammy and wrong. He presses his hands into the surface trying to believe it wasn't moving. Only it doesn't work, he can push through it this time, his whole body lurches and he throws up.

"Great…I can't believe you just threw up in my lion." Keith's voice again but he sounds so far away. Lance looks up and sees Keith scowling down at him and he feels bad.

"Sorry,"

Keith is suddenly right in front of his face and grabs his face, angling towards him.

"Ow. What are you doing?"

"You have a concussion."

"You think," Lance yells and winces at the sound. "I feel like I'm going pass out."

Keith's fingers poked at his temple where the wound is.

"OW! You're seriously a horrible doctor."

"That's because I'm not a doctor."

"My head hurts enough as it is, stop it."

"We gotta clean that up."

"Right, cause my head is really the most important issue right now. We don't know where we are, we don't know why the lions aren't working…"

"Lance."

"Who knows where everyone else is, I mean did we all land here? The rest of the team could be anywhere. We could be anywhere."

"Lance!"

"Neither one of us know what to do, I mean what do we do, Keith?"

"LANCE."

"What?"

"I am going to clean up your head wound, and you are going to SHUT UP. We'll figure out the rest after that."

"Ooh, you just planned the next fifteen minutes."

"Twenty, since I have to clean up the VOMIT you spewed all over my Lion."

"That'd be worse if I was Hunk," Lance muttered.

"Yeah."

"You think he's okay? Hunk, Pidge, Shiro? Coran, Allura?"

"They're fine."

"Yeah."

"You believe that?"

"I do."

"Really?"

"Lance you were supposed to shut up."

"You were supposed to be cleaning my head but you're just standing there."

"Fine."

Keith grabs him from the floor and pushes him into chair then disappears from sight., Lance slides into the chair and his eyes flutter closed. It feels good. Just for a moment he doesn't have to fight through it. He feels like he's about to walk into a dream when something smacks him the cheek.

His eyes blink open in time to watch Keith slap him a second time.

"Stop hitting me."

"You hit me and stay awake…. Cleaned you best I could with the med kit. Did a better job on the floor though…"

"Janitorial skills do seem more your thing."

"Want me to hit you again."

"No."

"Yeah, well I don't want to either."

"Great. We agree on something."

They sigh.

"We should figure out where we are?" They say in unison.