A/N: Hello everyone, I'm back with a second chapter. Next chapter is going to be the last in this series, so have fun. Oh btw, It's my 14th birthday today (15th September) So I will share some joy with you, now ready to read the chapter! Just a few warnings before you read: Indicated self-harm, bad description of Lance's injury (Btw indicated Klance, each of them confess to themselves about their feelings)


Lance didn't turn around, but he knew it was a galra.

"Former paladin of Voltron, get your info straight, dude," Lance said with a smirk, still not turned around.

"Is the paladin scared to face his death?" The galra didn't hide his irritation very well, it was perfect for Lance.

"I've already told you, I'm not a paladin, just a simple rebel and you, my good sir, is just a weak minded galra" Lance made sure that there was just enough mocking in his tone to rub the galra the wrong place, but not as much that he would attack, yet.

"Okay rebel, that doesn't change a thing, maybe even makes it easier" Perfect, the galra bought it and as expected, the galra also ignored the insult.

Lance turned around, with a big grin on his face. "Easier you say, interesting, gotta say, I don't really give a quiznak" Lance pushed the button on his side. He had done it, he had saved some prisoners. Lance heard the galra pod close behind him, and fly off.

The galra, who had spoken to him, looked surprised. Lance couldn't blame him, it did look like a self-sacrifice plan. Sure, he could die here, the universe would be better off without him, but screw it. Lance wasn't just going to die, after all, he had gone through, nope, not gonna happen.

"So that's why you didn't turn around, rebel, writing down coordinates?" The galra said, he sounded like he tried to be corky, but ended up sounding just annoyed.

"Hey, Galra, can I get your name? As a rebel, I must know my opponent's name" Lance said, much more successfully to still talk with a corky voice.

The galra was right, he had written down coordinates to the freed prisoners, but he kind of regretted lending his jacket to the little girl with the prisoners, he was already getting cold. Oh well, not much he could do about that.

"Zyht. That's the name of the one that will be the end of you" Zyht said and charged at Lance with a purple sword.

Lance dodged easily, this guy wasn't even at level 40 (if you took the gladiator scale to judge), but then again, Lance did still have an infected wound, so the hits he took, wasn't good for it.

One problem more, Lance wasn't in an armour. He was in blue pants, and a grey t-shirt with blue elbow length sleeves, not the best get-up to a fight, especially a sword fight. He should really have kept the gun instead of giving it to the prisoners.

Lance kept dodging for a few doboshes, but he could feel his back starting to ache, he had to finish this.

Zyht slashed with his sword towards Lance, it grazed his arm. Great, another scar on his arm. Just thinking that, made Lance think about when he gave his jacket to the little alien girl.

"Hey, you look cold," Lance said, kneeling in front of the only child of the prisoners. Lance gave the little girl (He at least assumed she was a girl) a gentle smile. She looked up at him with scared eyes but nodded. "You don't have to be scared, you are free," Lance said with a soft voice. When it didn't help, he tried another way to comfort the scared girl. "Okay, here, we can't have you going around freezing" Lance took off his jacket, and handed it to the girl. The alien girl looked at the jacket, she hesitated, she careful react out for it and took the jacket with shaking hands. "Thank you" she mumbled, and slowly took the jacket on. "You're welcome, my lady. Can I get your name" Lance said and kissed the girls little hand. She chuckled lightly, and so did the grown-up aliens. "My name is Mela" Her voice was small and still had some fear in it, but her eyes were shining with joy. "What a lovely name. Anyway, we should get going, don't want to fight guards before necessary" Lance stood up, taking Mela's hand. "Let's get moving," Lance said, guiding the prisoners to where his ship and escape pods were.

"Rebel Lance, why do you have so many scars on your arms?" Lance flinched at Mela's question, he had really hope that question wouldn't have come up. "Er… reminders of a bad very habit I can't seem to shake" Lance said, looking down on the floor.

After a few ticks of silence, he could feel her little hand giving his a squeeze. Lance lifted his head, seeing the fear in the girl's eyes as she looked around at the empty halls. Lance squeezed Mela's hand back and send her a small smile. "Don't you worry, you're going to live happily, trust me, I'm going to do everything in my power to keep that promise," Lance said, earning a little smile from the little girl.

Everyone, but Mela, had entered the escape pod. "Mela, you have to get in, the Voltron alliance will be waiting on the planet" Lance tried, as he kneeled to be in eye-high with her. Her big eyes were filled with tears, as she tugged his jacket more around herself, still refusing to enter the pod.

Lance opened his arms, a silent invitation to hug him. "You can't be sad, we just met. I'm just a stranger, that by accident is a rebel too" Lance mumbled in her ear when she started to cry. One of the grown-up aliens, padded Lance lightly one the head. Lance looked up at the alien. "I want to thank you, rebel Lance. Your kind heart and spirit is a gift for the universe, take care of yourself" The alien, who seemed like the leader for the prisoners, hold out a hand to Lance. Lance slowly stood up, still holding the sobbing girl in his arms, smiled brightly to the aliens. "It's my pleasure, I wish you all it well, get back safe" Lance sat down Mela and took the alien's hand, nodding a goodbye, before turning to the little girl. "Goodbye Mela" Lance bowed for the girl, as she walked into the ship. "Goodbye rebel Lance" Mela managed through her hiccups.

He had saved them, he had saved Mela. Now, Lance just had to knock out Zyht, and disappear into the endlessness of space.

After fighting for a while, Lance finally got knocked Zyht's sword out of his hands, but it had cost a kick to his side. The scream following the action told Zyht that he had hit a sensitive place. Lance could clearly see the long fangs, the galra had when he smirked. Lance didn't waste time. He kicks Zyht's leg, so he fell on the ground. Lance hurried over to the galra and made a neck lock. Zyht kicked and tried to get air, but Lance holds on. The second the galra stopped fighting, Lance ran over to his ship and jumped in.

Lance flew as fast as the ship allowed, away from the galraship.

*With team Voltron

Keith just sat with a blank expression. He couldn't explain how he was feeling, he wanted to beat someone up, but he also wanted to sit in a dark room and cry. The letter, oh god the letter, it was filled with so much guilt and sadness, and it somehow still managed to make jokes. Keith slowly stood up and walked firmly out of the room. He walked to Red, he had to talk to her, she had to tell him what was going on.

Shiro looked after Keith but didn't know what to do. They had fucked up, and he didn't know how or if they could fix it. Shiro cleared his throat loudly. "Let's all go to sleep, and talk about the letters tomorrow" Shiro's voice cracked. Everyone nodded, they were exhausted. Pidge and Hunk walked out of the room, or well more like Hunk carried a more asleep than awake Pidge. Coran stood up and excused himself. Allura looked worried at Shiro. "Do you want to talk to Keith, or should I?" Allura asked, placing a comforting hand on Shiro's shaking shoulder. "I think it's best you talk to him, I'm not really ready to talk about letters" Shiro looked up at Allura and gave her a small smile, when he left.

Allura sighed, she didn't want to be the one talking to Keith. But she had to, they all knew how their hotheaded friend could be. Oh god she wished she could get Lance to do it, he was so much better at this, but he wasn't here.

xXx

Keith was in Red's hangar, Allura could hear his voice clearly. "Red, what happened to Lance? Tell me" Keith looked at the big lion in front of him. "I got a letter, he wants me to pilot you, I can't do that without you telling me, what went wrong," Keith said, looking sharply at Red. Suddenly Red lit up, and she roared. "Go to Blue? Why should I go to Blue? He was your paladin," Keith said, but Red just roared again. "Okay, sheesh, I will go to Blue, but if she can't answer my questions, I'll come back" Keith turned around, running towards Blue's hangar.

Keith looked at Blue, she looked worse than Red. Blue looked soul crushed. "Hey girl, if you're up to it, can you answer some questions about Lance," Keith said softly and sat down between Blue's paws. She purred softly as an answer, but Allura couldn't understand, this was meant for Keith, and Keith only. "I will come back in an hour" Allura whispered to herself and walked away.

xXx

'My cub – Lance – was very special, I loved him'

Blue's voice was filled with sorrow, and her calm aura was disturbed by worry.

'He wore a mask, to hide his emotions, to keep the others save'

Keith was shocked. The always happy, all over the place, obnoxious, loud Cuban, had been hiding his emotions. The ones that would hurt the team, the ones that would worry them. Keith swallowed thickly. Keith shouldn't be shocked, not after the letters, not after all he had read.

'I talked to him, but had to lock him out, I still hear his broken voice, when I'm alone. When he knocked on my barrier, telling me how beautiful I was. He still comes, talking to me, telling me stuff no one else knows. But I kept being locked, I couldn't let him in if I did, I wouldn't be able to let go'

Keith looked up, seeing the white metal under Blue's muzzle. It was kind of… funny… interesting… sad, he could see the lion crying, but not really. Keith could see the tears falling off the lion, but they never hit the ground. Maybe it was the lion's quintessence forming its emotions, or maybe it was just magic, Keith didn't know.

'he said something once to me, he said 'I can't keep my promise about coming back to you. I want to come back, but it's not what Voltron needs' He smiled, but tears betrayed him, he then turned and walked away, that was right before you left'

Lance had promised to come back but never did, and that was Keith's fault, or Allura's, or maybe all of them's.

'Red's cub, do not for one second think it's your fault, or anyone else's. My cub knew what the war required, he knew that if he could do something that could save one life, he would. He might not have done the right thing, but he sure did it because he thought it was best. Lance never trusted himself, he never saw himself worthy of anything coming to him. He only showed little parts of his broken mind, soul, and heart to me. I know we could've healed him over time, but he didn't show it, and it only broke him more'

The silence felt over the hangar. Blue and Keith didn't talk, not anymore, they just tried to comfort each other. Keith's eyes were burning, he didn't want to cry, he needed to be strong. But Keith's body had other plans. His eyes got blurry, and hot tears slowly fell down his cheeks, and down on the metal floor. Keith hid his face in his hands. Keith hadn't cried in a long time, it was weird, and he hated it. What if someone saw him, Keith would die of embarrassment. Keith felt Blue's warm aura embrace him, it made him relax, feel safe.

'Keith, I want to show you something, It's a conversation my cub and I had, right before you left, I think it's important for you to see, make you understand better'

Keith nodded, he was not sure it was a good idea, but he wanted to know what a Lance had said to this big lion.

Blue sat with her barrier up, dull eyes, offline. A signature came through the door. Lance. It was hard to see his face or any details, it was dark, properly in the middle of the night. Blue didn't flare up like she used to. She kept being dark, but there had been one glint of light in her eyes, she was present. "Hey, beautiful" Lance said, his voice rough and shaky. "Blue is a good color on you" Lance offered, as he seated himself in front of Blue. "Yeah, I didn't think it was going to work either," Lance said and laughed a bitter laugh. The room was cold and the silence was suffocating. Lance started to hum, it was a sweet and warm melody. Tears fell down on the floor, but the humming continued. It started to stutter a little, as Lance tried to suppress his sobs. The melody turned sad, and Lance stutters a lot through it. When the humming stopped, all to be heard was the soft sobs of Lance's broken voice. Lance slowly got a hold of himself. He looked up at the lion before him, still with teary eyes. "Blue, I know you can hear me. I understand why you won't let me in, I wouldn't be able to let go either" Lance said with a weak smile. "I loved all our memoirs, the first time we flew together, how your jokes made me laugh, and your comfort made all my worries go away. I promised that when Shiro came back, I would storm right back to you, but I can't do that, not anymore. I can't take Allura's place, she has improved more than I could ever do. I wish it was different, but I think… no, I know, it would be best if I stepped down. I tried to talk to Keith, but he just brushed it off. I can't keep my promise about coming back to you. I'm going to miss everything about you. The way your purr encourage me to do my best" Tears welled down from Lance's eyes. "Please understand, I want to come back, but it's not what Voltron needs. Red needs Keith back, her heart is breaking, when she sees Keith fly Black. I know you miss me, but you at least got an update of a paladin" Lance tried to control himself. He stood up, dried his eyes, and turned away. Lance disappeared through the door, and darkness filled the quiet hangar

"Oh quiznak" Keith muttered silently, everything was rambling down on him. Keith closed his eyes, he breathed in and out slowly. He could feel was Blue's present, it was nice. Keith didn't know how long he sat like that, but he was suddenly pulled out of his bubble by a hand on his shoulder.

Keith opened his eyes and saw Allura. "Hey, shouldn't you be sleeping?" Keith asked as he stretched himself, and got up from the sitting position. "Nope, I couldn't sleep, too much information in the letter, so I decided to check up on you," Allura said with a sad smile. They just stood in the hangar, not talking.

"Everyone, come to the bridge, I got an idea" Pidge's voice sounded over the speakers. Keith and Allura exchanged one look and started to run to the bridge.

xXx

"So, my idea was that Lance could have gone back to earth, so if we contact my dad, we could ask him or talk to Lance's family" Pidge explained as soon as everyone was present, which went surprisingly fast considering that they had been commanded to rest. Pidge typed in something on the computer, and the screen showed something that looked like Skype. The computer opened a big hologram of the screen (Like the one they used when they had meetings with boM or the rebels) and started to ring. Around 3 ticks later someone picked up. The guy had a garrison uniform on, and blond hair. "Hello, this is earth, identify yourself and your business with earth," He said. "This is Katie Holt, the green paladin of Voltron. I have an emergency, and I would like to talk to commander Holt" Pidge said. The blond guy nodded and told one of his colleagues to get the commander.

"Katie, what is the emergency?" Sam said concerned. "Do you remember Lance McClain?" Pidge asked, and the commander's face turned confused. "The guy in blue armour, but is the red paladin? Yeah, I remember him, you said he was like a brother to you and he made lots of pranks with you" Sam said, still looking confused. "Have you seen him, has he landed on Earth?" Pidge said. She crossed her fingers under the table, praying he had. "No, can't say I have seen him or heard anything about him landing on earth. Why do you ask?" Commander Holt narrowed his eyes at his daughter. Pidge looked ready to cry. "Can we talk to his family, or just one family member, maybe they have heard something from him" Hunk suddenly said desperately. "If you tell me why, I will get a family member, deal?" Sam said looking superstitious at the paladins. "Deal," Pidge said and explained all they knew about the situation.

Without a word, commander Holt turned to the blond guy, that had first picked up their call, and asked him to get someone called Veronica. Hunk thought the name sounded familiar, but couldn't really put a finger on it.

"Commander Holt, you wanted me to come?" the person that was speaking, was a woman that had just entered the room. The woman had brown hair and tanned skin, ocean blue eyes and glasses. She was also wearing a garrison uniform. "Yeah, Hello Veronica, This is the paladins of Voltron, they have some questions about Lance" By the mention of Lance's name, the woman, who apparently was Veronica, started to look concerned. Veronica turned and looked at the team, her eyes stern, and expression unreadable. "What do you want with my baby brother, is he not already your teammate" Her voice was so cold, that everyone shivered.

"Y-your brother?" Shiro stammered out. "Lance McClain, Blue paladin, Red paladin," Veronica said with a silent 'Duh'. Hunk face suddenly lighted up, as he realized something. He pushed Pidge aside so he was in focus. "Veronica is that you? It's me, Hunk, Lance's best friend" Hunk said exited. Veronica's face also lit up, and her cold expression softens a little. "Hunk is that really you, it's so good to see you," Veronica said happily. She and Hunk chatted a little, mostly about how their families were doing.

Shiro loudly cleared his throat, reminding Veronica and Hunk about Lance. Veronica's expression hardened again, and Hunk jumped back into the background. "I have noticed Lance is not with you, so where is my baby brother" Veronica pushed her glasses up and looked them all in the eyes. "Wow, she is observant, either that or we're really bad at hiding it" Pidge mumbled to Hunk, unfortunately for them, Veronica heard the comment. "I would say both. I'm smart, sure, but not near my brother's level. Now, where is my brother?"

They explained everything that had happened, the best way they could. They had expected Veronica to look scared or concerned, maybe even confused, she was none of those. Well, sure, she looked concerned and scared, but that was only when she heard about their fights and his injuries. "God, after what Commander Holt told me about Lance, I thought he finally was happy again. I guess he just acted like it, that idiot" Veronica said angrily, slamming her hand down in the table so everything was shaking. She stood up, walking around in the room, cursing silently in Spanish.

This made Allura curious. "Excuse me, Veronica was it? You seem angry, not the emotion that I had expected. I would guess, by the word you're using, that Lance's behaviour must have changed with him coming into space, am I right?" Allura said looking at Lance's big sister.

"I guess he didn't tell you, makes sense, if he did act like a goofball, he properly thought it would be bad telling you guys," Veronica said, but they weren't sure if it was to them or to herself. Allura needed an answer, but could she tell the others about his dad, he had said that if she wanted to know the others should hear. "Do you think it would be okay to reveal something from Lance's letter to me?" Allura asked the other paladins, they started to discuss, would it be okay, a lot of personal information was given to them. Pidge stood up, looking at the others. "At the end of my letter, Lance says, and I quote, 'Everything I have told you is allowed others to read, so is the others letters, I kind of forgot to write it in the other letters, I think'. So everything Allura wants to say about the letter she got, is okay too, at least for Lance it is" Pidge said, looking intense at Allura.

Allura sighed. "In my letter, he talked about a lot of things. How sorry he was, and wished for it to be different, and how much he was going to miss us all, and Blue. But he also said that Hunk would be happy since he started to act normal again? And he hadn't acted like that since he was ten and his dad died. I wanted to know more, and I think now is the perfect time to ask" Allura looked at Veronica, almost pleading with her to tell them about it. "Did he give you permission to know more about it?" Veronica asked, looking lost. She didn't want to offend her brother but these people where his family too, and you shouldn't keep secrets for family. Allura nodded, he had given her permission. "I guess I could tell you when, but I need Hunk's assistants" She looked over at the large boy, and he nodded.

"Lance, was a happy child, and hardworking, he helped out people, and couldn't stand bullies" Veronica chuckled and winked to Hunk.

"He was also really annoying and outgoing. But not long after his 10 years birthday, our dad had to go on a mission. It was for the garrison, he was the pilot, but he crashed, he was shot down by terrorists" Veronica's express sadden, but she continued.

"Our dad didn't survive, his co-pilot did. The co-pilot, his name was George, felt guilty. Our dad, he saved him, after they crashed, he pushed him out of the way for the explosion of the plane" Coran looked in shock at Veronica, remembering the first week of the paladins being on the ship, the day Lance had gotten blown up.

"When he came to apologize, Lance was the one to greet him. The pilot explained everything, and said 'It's okay if you hate me, It's my fault your dad is dead'. Lance looked at him and smiled. 'How could I, hate the man, my dad thought so highly about, that he offered his life to save him'. I have never admired anyone more than him at that moment" Veronica tried to blink back the tears in the corners of her eyes, only a few escaped.

"After our dad died, everything became harder, our mom, had to work two jobs, and Lance, and I, helped with either extra money or doing chores. My brothers, Marco and Luis, were not easy, Luis just started school, and Marco, kindergarten. And Rachel was still coping with our dad's death" Veronica breathed in and out before continuing her tale.

"Lance, on the other hand, did almost all the housework and still finished on top of his class. He worked his butt out, to get a scholarship, for both him and Hunk, to get into the garrison. Even after getting to the Garrison, Lance continued to work part-time and sent all the money, he got, home" Veronica's voice broke. "Hunk, could you please take the rest?" Veronica managed to say, looking at the yellow paladin.

Hunk nodded slowly, knowing it was hard for Veronica to talk about her dad. He cleared his throat and started to speak. "We were 13 when our principal called us, he told us that we had won the scholarship to the garrison, this was the first time I heard Lance laugh since his father's death. He took out his phone and called George, and told the news. I remember hearing him yell congrats through the phone" Hunk smiled brightly at the memory.

"When we took off to the garrison, Lance promised to come every weekend, to clean and wash clothes, taking some of the burden from his mom. We were roommates and had the basic school classes together. As all of you know, I wanted to be an engineer, and Lance a pilot, so we had different classes in that. At that time, Lance didn't like standing out and had no intention to do anything social other than what he did with me" Hunk swallowed hard before continuing.

"Not many know this, but Lance has this special social skill, it makes him good at reading people. So when we sat in class, Lance would look at people, mostly they looked bored or interested, but the second he picked up on someone being irritated or sad, sometimes angry, he would stand up do something stupid. When the teacher was yelling at someone, Lance would do something worse and get the attention, and get yelled at. When people forgot homework, Lance would say he hadn't done him either, so they wouldn't be alone, even if he had done all of his" Hunk smiled, and a proud look was in his eyes.

"Under the flying practice, in the simulated, there was this kid, he was reckless and didn't listen to anyone, and well, Lance volunteered to be his co-pilot. Now, I'm sure the kid was Keith, so I will try not to say everything he did wrong" Hunk looked over at Keith, who looked completely confused.

"Lance and Keith did fly good, but, again, Keith didn't want to listen to anyone, so it was hard for Lance to help co-pilot something, where the other pilot tried to piss off the teachers. Every time it was something with working together with the others, they failed. They would come out, Keith looking emotionless as ever and Lance had a hard face expression. Iverson would look at them and asked who's fault it was. Lance could easily put the blame on Keith, which every student knew was true, but he didn't. Lance would say that he made some mistake, and get yelled at for half an hour" Hunk said matter of factly.

"The first time he did it, Keith looked surprised at him, I don't think he understood why, I, to this day, still don't understand it. One day I was walking Lance to detention after he had taken the blame for one of Keith's stunts. We didn't pay attention to anything. Suddenly someone punched Lance in the face, he was completely surprised, and just went straight to the floor. Lance looked up, holding his cheek. Keith stood and looked down on Lance. 'Back the fuck away, I can handle myself' Keith's voice was so filled with hatred, he almost looked ready to punch Lance in the face again. Lance stood up slowly, so he could look Keith in the eyes. 'No way, I'm going to keep taking the blame, until you get your shit together' Lance said with a cold voice and walked the last bit to the detention room. This was the second time I have heard Lance curse, the first time was when he roasted a bully called Freddy the first time we met" Hunk looked at Keith intensely.

"To this day I have only heard him curse 10 times, all in which he was very angry, sad or wanted a point across. Keith actually started to listen to the teacher, a little. When they started to do single flying again, and Keith never talked to us again. The last year of our time at the garrison, right after Keith left, and Pidge started. Lance started to be more social, he cracked some jokes and smiled. I think he was happy that he had made a fighter pilot like he had made his dad proud. But, when the teachers started to compare Lance to Keith and say the only reason he was a fighter pilot, was because Keith dropped out, Lance took that pretty hard. I don't think there is more to the story" Hunk finished, he had talked for a long time, and almost everyone had tears in their eyes after both his and Veronica's words.

"Oh god, that's awful," Allura said shocked. Keith looked stunned, he felt super guilty, he was such a terrible person, when he was younger. Keith didn't know what to say so he just blurted out the first thing coming to his mind.

"Lance was Taylor?" Keith said looking at Pidge and Hunk. The comment destroyed every tension that was in the are, and it threw them both into a laughing fit. Pidge that had just for a moment ago looked like she was going to hit Keith in the face, got her to laugh under control. "So that stupid story about 'the first year of flying class they called me the tailor because of how I thread the needle' was true? And Keith you thought his name was Taylor, best thing ever" Pidge laughed. Keith blushed lightly.

Shiro still needed one question answered. "Veronica, we wanted to ask if Lance had come back, but judging on your reaction, you haven't seen him. Could you tell me, why he hadn't come back, I know, how much he missed you" Shiro said, looking intense at Veronica. "I don't know, he must have had a reason" Veronica stated sadly. "When you find him, give him one big hug, from me," Veronica said, looking at each of them.

"And when you are going to bring him back so Puedo cortarle las partes varoniles, atiborrárselos en la garganta y sacarle los ojos" Veronica switched easily to her mother tongue, and started to rambling angry in Spanish. "I have a feeling I don't want to know the translation for that" Keith said with a low voice. "You really don't" Hunk said, being the only person, besides Veronica, to understand Spanish. That comment made both Pidge and Keith chuckle.

xXx

"We are at a dead end, I have absolutely no idea, where Lance could have gone to," Allura said, and hid her face in Coran's shoulder. Everyone looked lost and tired, when Matt's rebel contact phone thing, started to ring. He quickly answered the call.

"Matthew Holt here, who is speaking… Olia, long time no see, what's the reason for your call… I see… Really? None of your rebels… Are you sure that's what they said… no, I'm not doubting you, But it was Lance McClain… I will get Voltron there ASAP… see you in a Varga" Matt hung up the rebel phone and smiled at the team. "I just got a lead on Lance"

xXx

"So he freed some prisoners," Pidge asked as they were landing. "Yeah, or that's at least what we think" Matt looked down at the planet.

Matt was the first one to get out of the castle. He ran down to Olia, giving her a bro hug. "So can we meet the prisoners," Matt asked more serious than some of the paladins had ever seen him be. "Yeah, if you're up to it," Olia said and shook the others hands. The team looked at each other, nodding, agreeing to do it. "I think we are ready," Matt said confirming. "Okay, Follow me" Olia turned at walk into the building, with the paladins right behind her.

Pidge looked around, there was a lot of people. Some were wearing prison clothing, and some were wearing armour, and some were even wearing normal clothes. Pidge looked amazed at the different species. Suddenly her eye cut something familiar, she turned to the side.

Pidge ran as fast as she could, she heard the others yelling at her, but she didn't listen. She stopped at the person that she had spotted. "Where… where did you get that jacket" Pidge looked into the dark purple eyes, of the little girl in front of her. "Rebel Lance lent it to me, I didn't get the change to give it back" Sadness displayed in the little girl's eyes. Pidge opened her mouth to say something but was cut off my Keith.

"What the quiznak, Pidge, you can't just run off like that" Keith yelled as he walked up to Pidge and the girl. Keith looked at the girl, who was obviously scared of him. Keith's eyes soften. "That's Lance's jacket" Keith looking the girl in the eyes. The girl nodded. "Rebel Lance lent it to me" She repeated. Keith wasn't very good at children, but he could handle this, for Lance. Keith bowed down on his knee, so he was in eye-high. "Hi, my name is Keith, I'm a friend of Lance. And what's your name?" Keith said, giving the girl his hand. "My name is Mela," Mela said and took Keith's hand with a smile. Pidge introduced herself in a similar way and started to tell Mela about Lance.

When the others finally found them, Keith was telling about his bonding moment with Lance. "He looked straight at me saying 'we did it, we are a good team'. I then carried him, bride way, to the cryo-pod. When he came out, he said and I quote 'nope, don't remember, didn't happen'" Keith said angrily. "He's at it again" Shiro sighed, as he walked up to the laughing girls, and the very angry Keith. "Keith, remember why we are here," Shiro said, and looked at Keith. "Relax, this girl is friends with Lance," Pidge said before Keith could answer. "Oh, I was wondering, where she had run off to," Olia said and smiled to Mela. "These are Lance friends. They want to talk to you, and the others that Lance helped escape" Mela nodded determinedly.

"So, Lance, the rebel who saved us, was indeed a paladin of Voltron" The leader of the group stated. His name was Tadil. He was the same species as Mela and the rest of the freed prisoners. They looked like humans but had greenish skin and purple eyes. Their hair was dark, and they only had four fingers. Their ears where the most special, they were like a mix of Altean ears and squirrel, the ears sat a little higher than it did on the Alteans, and in the tip, some hair came out, just like squirrels, it made them look pretty cute. All their other features were like humans.

"Yes, or he left Voltron," Olia said looking at Tadil. "I didn't know you could leave Voltron. But since he chose to become a rebel, he didn't go the galra side" Tadil looked at the paladins questioning. "Yeah, he is still on our side," Pidge said bitterly.

"Him leaving, does it have something to do with his reminders of a bad habit" Mela's little voice sounded, from the ground, where she sat with Keith. "W-what did you say," Hunk said, wishing he had heard wrong. "His reminders of a bad habit" Mela repeated. "And what do you mean by that" Keith asked, trying his best not to sound desperate. But Mela looked at him like she couldn't fully understand.

"I don't understand your question, you must have seen his arms, you said you were his family" Mela looked really confused. "What's with his arms," Pidge asked concerned. "They are filled with scars, rebel Lance called them reminders of a bad habit" Mela explained. The team looked horrified at each other.

"Was… was the scars n-new or old?" Keith asked with a trembling voice. "Some looked recent, others looked more than 3 years old," Mela said confidently. "If I may ask, how can you be sure about this" Allura didn't sound like she didn't believe the girl, just curious about the confidence in her words. "I want to be a doctor, so I can help people in this war, after meeting Lance, my dream has become bigger," Mela said with bright eyes. "When you find rebel Lance, please let me know, I want to give him back his jacket personal" The paladin nodded, and said their goodbyes.

"Thank you, Olia. Without you, we wouldn't have been able to talk to them" Matt said, still shocked over what had happened. "I hope you find him, please come here when you do, I got some rebel's that want to say their thanks to him for bringing them friends or family members back," Olia said. She waved them off as they walked to the castle.

*With Lance

Lance was so grateful for his ship to go under the rater. His eyes were unfocused, and everything hurt. He had pushed himself too far. He just has couldn't handle to get attacked or even just checked by the galras. Lance looked at his bare arms, filled with scars. He missed his jacket, the warmth and comfort it gave, it almost made him forget what he had done to his arms. Lance bandaged his arms, that now had a few new scars, the only difference was that he hadn't made them himself. When he was done, he sat the ship on auto-pilot, and to alarm him if any ship was near. He when took a shower and a nap.

Lance was woken up by a loud alarm. The scanners had found a ship close by. Lance hurried into the control room, still in lion-slippers and his clothes from yesterday. He looked at the scanners vision on the ship. Looked like a cargo ship, and fortunately for Lance, it also didn't seem like a galra cargoship, more like a rebel ship. Suddenly the screen showed an 'incoming call' message. Lance debated to let the connection go through.

"Cargo ship 2253 – Rebel base 14 – Rebel code: H-H-L-55431 speaking, come in blue ship, who am I talking to?" A male voice cut through. Lance didn't know how to answer. "Cargo ship 2253 – Rebel base 14 – Rebel code: H-H-L-55431 speaking, come in blue ship, who am I talking to?" the voice repeated. Lance gathered his courage and hit the bottom that allowed the other person to hear him. "Lance McClain…" Lance looked around hoping that anything could help him when something caught his eyes " – Rebel code: V-R-A-25578," Lance said confidently. "Rebel VRA25578, what is your mission?" The voice asked. Lance murmured a silent 'Yes' over the guy believing him. "No mission, returning to Rebel base 12," Lance said, still sounding confident, knowing that what he said existed.

After a Dobosh of silence, the man's voice sounded "Confirmed, go on" The connection broke, and Lance let out a sigh. "Thank the universe for this ship's former owner was a forgettable rebel," Lance said and touched the engraved rebel code on the cockbeat. Lance when started to speed up, if rebel HHL55431, decided to check who rebel VRA25578 really was.

When Lance was long enough away, he finally relaxed. Lance took out his knitting kit, maybe he could make something for Mela if he would see her again. Maybe the others too, of course, it would be some time before he would see them again.

Gosh, he missed them, like crazy, what was the reason for him to feel this way? He had helped them, he had set them free for their burden aka himself. Lance was starting to doubt his reasons, what if he had been wrong? Lance was alone with his thoughts and the silence. The only sound was the comforting clicking from the knitting pins. Lance wished he just could be free of the memories that over-floated his mind.

Lance, Lance, Lance. You're right, what if you are wrong? You could go back if you want to find the answer, but it could hurt you and them even more.

Lance looked over to the co-pilot seat. Great. He was going insane. The seat was taken by himself, or a version of him.

Oh, I didn't mean to scare you, ah well, is this better?

The thing changed into Keith. "Perfect, just perfect" Lance mumbled and continued to knit. "So, what are you? A spirit, alien, magic?" Lance said, looking at the creature.

Just a fraction of your mind, nothing more, nothing less.

"Why Keith when, if you're me, you would know I hate his guts" Lance looked at the creature that smirked in such a un-keithy way.

You don't say. But I would say you're lying.

"And why should I lie about hating his guts. we're Lance and Keith, neck 'n' neck" Lance questioned the creature, still not paying too much attention to it.

All the socks you have been giving him tells another story.

"Those are just… eh, friendly friendship gifts. I was just making sure he wouldn't feel lonely with the Blades" Lance defended.

Lonely like yourself?

"Damn you're pushy, can't you just leave it be" Lance was starting to get irritated.

Oh, did I stuck a nerve? Anyway, by the sound of it, you don't hate his guts.

"Whatever" Lance sighed.

But is it just friendship, or something… deeper?

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

I don't know, I wasn't the one saying 'I love you' in my last goodbye to Keith.

Lance stared at the creature, unsure of what to say. His mind was so damn annoying, even more as Keith. "I said 'I love you' to them all, not only Keith, so I don't see what you mean" Lance started knitting again, not really sure when he stopped.

Sure, or at least most of them. But Keith's 'I love you' had a different vibe to it, more… heartfelt and… loveable

Why did the thing have to smile like that, smile like Keith did. The smile softens Keith features and made them look perfect. "I don't know what you're talking about"

Of course, you don't, just try thinking about it, will ya

Lance just humph and turned away from the creature.

*With the paladins

Keith sat silently on the observation deck, knowing all too well that it was Lance's favourite place, in the castle. Where you would normally look at the stars, Keith was looking at his only picture of Lance. It was the same picture that Lance had taken with him. Keith had been back for a short amount of time, some mission that required being with the team, that was the only reason he was in the picture.

Keith couldn't hide the smile that spread on his lips when he saw Lance in the picture. Lance looked so damn happy but was it real, or just a mask like it had been for some time. Keith's fingers went over the surface of the picture, and he looked at Lance beautiful eyes that was shining.

Wait, what?!

Keith shook his head, trying to get rid of the thoughts. He did totally NOT think Lance was cute or beautiful or handsome, no, not at all.

Keith could feel his face heat up, the more he thought about it. But he couldn't help it, Lance was just SO hot, like a… dessert. Lance's eyes were blue like a thousand oceans, filled with the stars from every galaxy. And Lance's ass, damn, that ass was perfect.

Bad Keith, stop thinking about that. Lance was out there, still hurt, alone, and not emotionally stable.

The door opened, so Keith turned to see the short person step in. Pidge. She nodded to Keith and sat down beside him.

"This sucks," Pidge said quietly. "We can agree on that" Keith mumbled back. The silence was filled with tension but also comfort, a really weird combo. "Looking at the picture? That must have been the last time you saw him, right?" Pidge asked, trying to start a conversation. "Yeah, it was. I should've suspected something, when he didn't text me in over 2 months" Keith stated, not looking at Pidge. "That's right, you texted a lot, almost every day, right?" Pidge said, sounding a little surprised, remembering how it used to be. "Yeah, he was so excited telling me that we could talk together. L-Lance help me when I just wanted to punch someone, he always listened to me" Keith looked Pidge in the eyes for the first time.

Pidge was stunned by the hurt in his eyes, the deep pain that was shown in his features. "We are going to find him, Keith. He is out there, saving people" Pidge said and hugged Keith. Keith, normally being the awkward, emo, no-touching teen, just embraced the hug. Everything in his world was crumbling, and maybe, just maybe, that hug could hold it up until they found Lance. Keith could feel Pidge stiffing in surprise when he just accepted the hug with no hesitation. But she soon relaxed and embraced the hug too. Keith could feel Pidge sob into his shoulder, he, himself, shed some quiet tears too.

"I feel so out of character, I don't remember crying this much, ever," Pidge said when they pulled apart. She sat trying to dry her eyes. "Yeah, I know what you're saying," Keith said with a sighed. "Didn't you cry a lot when your father and brother disappeared?" Keith asked. "Not really, I was mostly angry, you know, at the garrison," Pidge said, looking at Keith with a small smile. "I can understand that, I too, was angry at the garrison," Keith said knowingly. Silence fell again over the two.

"I can't believe it has been three quintants since he left" Keith was the one who broke the silence. "Yeah, it doesn't even feel that long" Pidge agreed. "I hope he has food and water… Quiznak, what if he doesn't, he could be dying, and I just sit here doing nothing" Keith started to panic, thinking of every way Lance could be in danger. "Keith, I'm sure he's fine, he is tough as a Swathian Meerakeet" Pidge said, trying to calm him. "Wasn't that the creature that attacked you in the Voltron show?" Keith asked when he had gotten his mind under control again. "Yep and our bayards didn't do shit," Pidge said, laughing a little of the memory.

xXx

Keith woke up, stiff in his whole body. His arm was also numb, as he looked to find the cause of it, he saw a sleeping Pidge. "Pidge, my arm is sleeping, so move your ass," Keith said, poking Pidge on her cheek. "5 more minutes," Pidge said jerking away from Keith, that continued to poke her. "Okay, okay I will get up" Pidge finally said, and jerked up to sit. "Arh, we wouldn't have slept on the floor if Lance had been here," Pidge said irritated, as she stretches her own very stiff body. "He would've carried us to our beds and tucked us in" Keith laughed. "Exactly, I can't count how many time he has done it from me," Pidge said, also laughing. "But you know what, sleeping on the floor with you reminded me of home," Pidge said quietly.

"How can sleeping on the floor in a spaceship remind you of home" Keith chuckled. "I don't know, it just reminds me of when Matt and I were kids" Pidge sighed. "I'm still confused on how it can remind you if that" Keith said again. "Matt and I would sometime lay on the floor, and talk until we fell asleep, I guess it just seemed like the same thing, because I see you as a brother" Pidge mumbled, looking away embarrassed. Keith sat a little shocked, just looking at her. "I see you as a sister too" He finally said, still taking in the information. "Anyway, how long were we asleep?" Keith said to change the subject. "About 6 Vargas, It's around time to eat," Pidge said, looking at her space-watch. "Okay when… The last one to reach the kitchen is Weblum" Keith yelled as he started to run. "Get back here" Pidge yelled and started to sprint after him.

"I won," Keith said, still trying to catch his breath. "Nu-uh! You cheated, you roasted tomato" Pidge said, also trying to catch her breath. Keith just smiled, and sat down on his old chair, Pidge rolled her eyes and sat down next to him. "Huuuuuunnnnnnk, what do you have for breakfast" Pidge whined. Keith didn't say anything, but his stomach growled loudly, which was speaking for itself. "I got some bacon and scrambled eggs, or at least I think that's what it is," Hunk said with a light chuckle. It was the first time since Lance had left, that someone was laughing. Hunk knows it would make Lance happy that they weren't sad all the time, that fact alone warmed Hunk's heart.

"This is delicious," Matt said, almost choking on the food because he ate too fast. "This is coffee, I have missed coffee so much" Shiro looked like he was in heaven. Hunk felt so proud, he made this food. "What do you think La-" Hunk stopped himself, as he looked at the empty chair next to him. Silence fell over everyone, the tension started to build up, they all just looked at the empty chair. "Let's all eat up and get searching for Lance," Allura said, trying to ease the tension. "Yeah, maybe we could check some galra recordings, you know try to find the ship Lance freed prisoners from" Pidge suggested slurped some bacon into her mouth. "Good idea" Shiro cheered and drank some more coffee.

xXx

"So I found the spaceship by the escape pod's series number. It is a little ship, so the security isn't that great, so hacking the security cameras was really easy" Pidge said, after sitting at her computer for two Vargas straight. "I think I found the camera that will show us Lance" Pidge hesitated for a second before starting the tape.

A few robots were walking back and forth, otherwise, nothing was really happening. A few ticks later, a shadow kicked one of the robots and stole its gun. The shadow shot the remaining guards before they could alert anyone on the ship. The shadow walked out in the light and revealed his face, it was Lance.

Lance shot off an arm of one of the robot guards. He moved in some kind off a mix between tiptoeing and running down the hall, and out their vision. Around thirty doboshes later he came back (Of course the team had just fast played forth to where he came back), this time he had around ten people with him, and some very exposed arms. He holds Mela's hand as they walked towards an escape pod, the girl they had met in the rebel base. ("Should I turn up the sound?" Pidge asked the others and they nodded in response) "Everyone get into the escape pod! We don't know when the galras will discover we're here, so let's hurry" Lance's voice was clear, and the aliens nodded understanding.

As every alien walked past Lance, they said their thank you's. Lastly, only Mela was not inside the escape pod, she was starting to tear up. "Mela, you have to get in, the Voltron alliance will be waiting on the planet" Lance was now on his knees, as he invited her to give him a hug. (Pidge could feel the tears pressing behind her eyes, so she fast forward to the time, where the galra came, plus they already know what was going to happen)

"Isn't that a paladin of Voltron" A cold voice sounded, and out of the shadows stepped a galra ("He must be the commander of the ship, look at his uniform" Hunk said, pointing at the galra. "So Lance fought the commander? Let's hope everything went well" Shiro said concerned, and everyone hummed in agreement) The commander and Lance went back and forth bickering at each other.

The commander slowly lost his chill and started to sound more angry and irritated. Lance, on the other hand, kept sounding cocky, and pushed every single button he could to tricker the galra, even though he continued to have his back turned to the galra commander. When Lance finally turned, to face the galra, he pushed the escape pod button to send it off.

The galra, who apparently was named Zyht, charged at Lance, that easily dodged. ("wait a tick, how could Lance dodge that so easy?" Keith asked, looking at Shiro. "I… We put Lance in a special training program, I don't know which level he is right now, but for about a month ago, he said he was at level 60" Shiro shrugged. "He is at level 150," Pidge said, showing her computer screen so they could see the scoreboard. "Wow" Keith mumbled "That explained why he is faster than an angry klanmüirl," Coran said, like a matter of fact. "Yeah, because we all know what that means," Hunk said sarcastically)

The fight continued and some pretty hard kicks were delivered. At one point, Zyht's sword grazed Lance's left arm, it wasn't that bad, it only bled a little, but it was an addition to his already big collection. After a few ticks of fighting in near silence, only a few corky comments from Lance and growls from Zyht in response, Lance got a hard side kick at his side. Lance's scream was loud and filled with pain (A few muffled gasps and sobs could be heard, especially the ones knowing how bad his injury actually was), even in pain Lance moved quickly and got Zyht knocked out. He ran into his own ship and disappeared.

"At least we know he's not dead or captured," Pidge said, turning off the tape. The silence was suffocating, it had been their only lead and now… now they had nothing. Suddenly Pidge, opened her computer, starting to type in super speed. "Pidge, what are you doing?" Keith asks as he recognized the galra letters on the screen. "Hacking another camera," Pidge said, still completely into what she was doing. "Can I ask why?" Shiro asked. "To see Lance's ship" Pidge didn't elucidate. "Oh, ohhhh, can I help?" Hunk said as if he understood the reason. "Sure, help me look through this photage" Pidge answered, and Hunk took a seat next to her. Keith and Shiro exchanged a look and took a seat with the Alteans to wait.

xXx

"I think I got it" Hunk exclaimed. The tape from the camera popped up on the big screen.

It was from a different angle, but pretty much the same thing that happened, that was at least what Keith thought. "Well, that was a wast-" Keith started to talk, but got interrupted by Pidge squeaking in excitement. "Perfect, maybe I can track it from here" Pidge was already back in her computer mode. "Eh, Hunk, can you explain what you guys are doing?" Keith asked, tapping Hunk lightly on the shoulder. "Of course, buddy, So it's how Pidge found this galra ship, by the serial number for the escape pod. So if we could get the number for Lance's ship, we could search for it in the rebel base, or ask all the rebel's to be on the lookout for it" Hunk said and looked back at the screen.

"Got it, BLUE-23378" Pidge yelled about 40 doboshes later. "I will go call Olia, and ask her to keep her guys on the lookout," Matt said walking away to make the call. "I will search the rebel database," Coran said, starting to search. "I will help" Allura hurried to say, also starting to search. "Okay… I guess I will just sit here and drink the rest of my milkshake until you are done" Keith said awkwardly.

*With Lance

Lance had dozed off for a few Vargas. The last thing he remembered was discussing with his mind's Keith version, not that the thing had any resembles with the real Keith, other than looks. Lance had been woken up by a sharp pain in his back, he should really go to a doctor. He might deserve the pain but he didn't deserve the peace that would come with death.

Lance was a people person, not a lone wolf, maybe that was why his mind had made a fake Keith he could talk to. Lance almost always knew, how people were feeling. He had actually used most of his life to learning, how to read people, so he could help (or hurt) them the best way possible. Lance shook his head, not the time to think about the past or sanity.

Lance stripped down to his boxers, and to change the bandages that covered his back. "This looks bad," Lance said to himself. His whole lower back was a mix of greenish, yellowish and purplish. The wound was bloody, and you could clearly see the infection. Lance applied the Altean cream, that supposedly should help on infected wounds, and bandaged it. Lance put on his sock, shoes, and pants, his back hurt too much to put the shirt on yet, not that it mattered because he was alone.

Lance stood in the control room, eating some of his food goo rations, it was the first time he ate today, so he was pretty hungry. Lance was thinking about what things he needed.

A new jacket,

More food,

Soap,

Some kind of weapon,

Medicine/painkillers,

Lance had written it all down on a piece of paper, now he only had to find a place to buy it all. He took out the map. "So I have to find a spacemall, just smaller than the spacemall" Lance mumbled.

'Good idea, a smaller spacemall, less chance of meeting Voltron'

Suddenly Keith was there. "Exactly, now, go away," Lance said irritated, looking at all the small malls on the map.

'What about that one, it's big enough to have all the things you need but still small enough to lessen the chance of meeting Voltron'

Keith said as he pointed somewhere on the map. Lance just rolled his eyes. "I said go awa- Oh that actually looks like a good place" Lance interrupted himself when he looked at the place Keith pointed.

'Shouldn't we head there when?'

Keith asked, looking almost excited. "Sure, but let me get a shirt on first" Lance said, taking up his shirt.

'Too bad, you look so hot without it'

Keith said and smirked. His words earned Lance's attention. Lance had turned faster than he had ever moved and could feel his face starting to heat up. "Wha… hot… mean?" Lance said getting more flustered. Keith started to laugh. It was weird, Lance knew it was just his mind, trying to help him, getting through this, but sometimes, it just felt like talking to the real Keith. Lance shook his head, and took on his shirt, ignoring Keith's protests.

"So I think we should go to the pharmacy first, when a clothes store, maybe after that we should look for a place, where I can get a weapon. And lastly grocery shopping" Lance stated as he parked his ship outside the mall. "So let's get going" Lance jumped out of the door, and winced as the landed sent up a jolt of pain.

'Are you okay?'

Keith's voice sounded genuinely concerned. "Just peachy," Lance said, ignoring the pain. "I just need some of that medicine" Lance laughed.

'As you wish, boss'

xXx

"What do you think of this one?" Lance asked he was wearing a blue hoodie with small cat ears, on the back was written 'Cat person coming through' with white letters.

'Perfect'

Keith said and gave him two thumbs-up. "Okay, I think so too, lucky that I have a lot of GACs with me," Lance said, went up to the counter to buy the hoodie.

xXx

"So I need a gun, actually two, a riffle and a pistol, and a little dagger, can I get those here?" Lance asked the shopkeeper. "Sure, let us look at them," The seller said, sounding excited by the order.

xXx

"Awesome, now I'm broke, well at least I had money enough for everything" Lance sighed and took a slurp of his smoothie. He had used all his money, and all his energy, at once, that was just great.

Lance leaned back in the chair, relaxing a little. It was nice, relaxing, he just wished it would last, but rarely did. Maybe he could take on a vacation, getting down in gear, helping the body becoming ready for some hard battles. But with Lance's luck, the planet would properly get blown up by the galras, maybe something worse.

As Lance sat thinking about vacation, his ears suddenly heard some very familiar voices.

"I told you, his ship is parked inside the parking lot, so he must be in here somewhere"

The voice belonged to the little gremlin of Voltron, Pidge. Someone answered, but it was too low to hear what it was saying, but Lance knew with certainty, who the voice belonged to, the red paladin, Keith.

"Quiznak," Lance said with a low voice and crawled under the table. He needed an escape plan asap. Lance could crawl towards the other exit, and escape that way, although there was a possibility, Keith and Pidge would notice him, and when… when he would have to outrun them. "That's the only plan I have, so let us see if it works" Lance mumbled, and started to crawl as fast as he could.

Lance was almost at the door when he heard Keith say "Pidge, I found Lance" Lance didn't hesitate to start running. Being chased by Keith and Pidge was the scariest thing Lance had ever tried. After one Dobosh of running Lance's vision was going blurry, and he could hear the blood flush in his ears, but he kept the same fast pace of running. Lance's legs and back felt like someone was stabbing them with a hundred knives at once. Black dots made it near impossible to see, and Lance's head was like a carousel. "I think the universe is making a prank on me, the prank is called karma and it's pronounced 'Ha'" Lance mumbled the second before he collapsed.

"Do you think he will be okay?" A concerned voice asked Lance couldn't really pinpoint whose voice it was.

"LANCE!"

This voice was more desperate like the person was in panic-struck, and like the first voice, Lance couldn't tell who the voice belonged to. Somehow this made Lance irritated, why couldn't he tell, it felt like it was important.

"Come on, Lance, wake up" It was the second voice that had spoken. That was the last thing Lance remember.


A/N: This chapter was a hell of a ride. Btw this story is approved by my amazing friend Carla, she has helped me a lot. I want to thank all of you who have supported this story, it really means a lot. So for those of you who don't want to hear me talk about season 7, remember to favourite, follow and review.

Season 7, I'm kinda in the grey about if I like it or not. Like it had elements of awesomeness, but also some not so good things. The one thing that I (and Carla, I forced her to watch it with me) absolutely hate, is how Allura suddenly has an interest in Lance, like if DreamWorks had made her have some kind of interest in Lance from the beginning, sure it's fine, I don't ship them (at all) but at least you made a reason. I wish Adam wouldn't have died, Veronica was amazing (I legit screamed when it was revealed that she was Lance's sister), Big mama atlas controlled by our favorite space dad Shiro was perfect. Anyway see ya in next chapter, and remember to favorite, follow and review.

(And Happy Birthday to me)