A/N: Happy new year!
Let's hope 2018 is going to be a better year then 2016 and 2017!

Enjoy reading what i wrote to torture our favourite cinnamon rolls!

(!WARNING! from now on there's going to be a lot bad language, mostly in hungarian, some in spanish, a lot in english.- french too, i believe. not just in this chapter.)

(Translations are coming at the end! - for most-)

If you thought that the other paladins would leave Lance there, you have something else coming.

If you'd seen it, you's say it looked painful. The Emotionless face of shiro, trying not to panic and be rash, while he tried to comfort a sobbing pidge, make sure Hunk was reponding while having a panic attack, trying to get kieth back to his lion AND come up with the best course of actions. On top of that, Lance's footage was gone, so where the moving pictures of him usually was, was now just black.

The two last ones were probaböy the hardest. Kieth didn't want to listen, as he just kept on attacking the door. All Shiro's mind could come up with was conecting with the princess, Then lunge back into the ship. It seemed like the best course of action until something that looked awfully a lot like a worm-hole right in front of the ship. The only difference was that this one had a tinge of yellow, proably because it was powered by more than just pure Altean magic.

"Kieth, get off the ship. now. They're activating a worm-hole. I put a tracking device on the ship, so just get off!" Pidge said inbetween her sobs. She lied about the last part though. Pidge was the one in control that voltrob had all technologcal assets it needed, but who carries around trackers all the time?! Pidge had pondered if she should bring a device, bu decided not to because this was just suposed to be a information run, and then just head back. Wow, was she wrong, and she was beating herself up over that fact.

While kieth closed his eyes- probably to hide the fact that he was tearing up aswell-, Shiro looked at her with a face that was asking if it was true. She sighed, shaking her head for a no. She met Shiro's saddened face. Pidge raised one finger to her lips, indicating that she had reasons for lying, and that he shouldn't say anything about it aloud.

Kieth had watched the soldiers dragging Lance further back into the ship and it was literlly killing him that it was his fault, that he couldn't save him. He has seen right through Pidge's lie. If she had a tracker on the ship, she wouldn't have been sobbing like that, she was the salty optimist after all. kieth closed his eyes, waiting for Pidge's sigh that would comfirm his suspicion. He heard the sigh.

The way back seemed a lot longer than the 3 minutes it actually took.

It wasn't quiet though. Instead of silence, There was a repeating sound that came from Pidge, as she aid 'Merde!', as low as she could manage while still feeling better because of it. Hunk was muttering 'Fuck' under his breath again and again. If it would be under other happenings, the others would be shocked the hugmonster cursed. Now though, they weren't surprised in the slightest. Shiro was quietly yelling at himself in Japaneese, while trying to calm himself at the same time- It wasn't really working-. Kieth was just mumbling incoherent words.

The Castle felt awkwardly empty. The paladins had met up in the space equivalent of the earth living room.(A/N: I just forgot the other word. 8( ) The banter that usually filled the room was missing, and every word that was uttered fell flat on the floor where Lance should have been walking. It just felt empty.

"He's dead. Isn't he?" Hunk muttered what everyone had been thinking, just barely loud enough to reach the others ears.

"Don't worry hunk. We can't be for sure, we'll find him." Shiro said, trying to be more hopeful. Kieth had something to say about that, but Shiro stopped him. "No Kieth, I don't want to hear any of your pessimism. He's going to be okay, and we'll get him back really soon."

Shiros reassurings went on deaf ears as everyone was worried. The one with the most hope that Lance was fine was Hunk. The explanation to that was easy. Hunk had seen what he was capable to go through without a hospital, and with the hope that the Galra found sn slive paladin more worth than a dead one. The worst the others had seen him go through was when he protected coran from the explotion, and even after that it took a long time for him to heal in the healing pod. Hunk had seen far more worse, and that guy lived t tell the story. He had seen the remains of a real bad beating from some bullies, only needing to go to Hunk to get patched up. He had seen him get out after almost getting crushed to death by a falling building, getting out with minor nerve damage in his right hand. Hnce why he isn't the best with hand to hand combat. Heck! He'd seen that guy get shot through the heart after being assaulted by some gang on his way home after a late working day at the mental institution he worked part-time at. the only reason he survived that was because he had a surgery to get a fake heart,(A/N: Yes, those things exist. though there is limitations on how long it can go and how much it can take.) And then finding donor.

Lance was one tough fucking guy, and if he got some minor medical help, he would be fine. In pain, but alive. and right now, that's all that mattered.

"What the fuck happened?! Az Isten verje meg...!"(A/N: Traslation at the end) She Said, both sounding frustrated, furious and worried out of her mind.

Kieth made as loud tsk noise, and then retorted; "He was shot."

"No shit! But Why are we even here then?! Why aren't we there saving him?! We can't just leave him in that... that... that mother fucking bordélyház!" Pidge was panicing and sobbing in between words, and it wasn't helping anybody. Shiro draped his arms over her shoulders and she tensed up a little. She soon melted in his arms, tugging at his shirt and burrying her face in his chest.

"As soon as we know where he is, we'll be out of the castle saving him. i promise." Shiro tried reassuring pidge. not really working, but it was a good try.

"if he even survives this..." Kieth mumbled, barely audible.

"Stop that. I've seen that boy take more than 2 shots to the shoulder. he'll be fine with minimal mdical suport. as long as they belive a living paladin is worth more than a dead one, he'll be fine. In pain, but alive. and that means we'll be ale to save him. so i on't want to hear any of your fucking pessimism!" Hunk said, or yelled? It was some cruel inbetween as if he was trying to hold on a lttle bit of hope that his best friend was fine.

"Let's make one thing fucking clear! You guys didn't see half of it! He has internal injuries and beeding. He didn't take 2 shots either!" The others lookd at him disbelieving, thinking he was abut to say the wounds were just small cuts. (Time for torture...mwhahahahah) "You guys were on the other side of the ship! He was shot 4 times! I don't even know if one of them counts as being shot, but he was! And it was my fault... He was shot in his pelvis, and for some god fuckng reason those bullets can go through flsh and bone! It hit the pane to the door, both hurting him and trapping him!" Now it was Kieths time to sobb, but before the others could say anything, he'd already left.

The light died in Hunks eyes, and now he had the same dead facial expression the other two had.

Coran entered the room about a minute later and the only one who could master up a greeting was Shiro. It wasn't norml, far from it. it seemed hollow, and it was barely over a whisper, but it was what the others needed. a little sound.

"What's up with you?" Coran asked, picking up on the vibe. "Where are the Red and Blue paladins?" He noticed Pidges lip quiver a little more, and Hunks eyes glazed over at the mention at Blue paladin. "Is Lance okay? Is he hurt? Should i prepare a pod?"

"N-No need, Coran." Pidge murmured. "Kieth should be somewhere cooling off. That much i know."

"Okaaaay... Can aybody tell me what happened?!"

Shiro sighrd while Pidge and Hunk took a few steps back. "We'll let Kieth explain. there's stuff even we don't know. Just don't expect Lance anywhere for a while."

That was the easiest way to put it without using past tense. it was also the easiest way to force Kieth to tell more. There was no way he'd get out of this.

"hmmm... I guess that's fine." Coran said, and the first thought in Shiros head was: No it's not! Baka! Baka! Baka! (WOOOW, So much tsundere! HueHueHue) " Foods ready. Allura will be off the meeting soon. untill then we can start."

The thought of food was really displeasing at the moment, but they'd make them worry more for them instead of thinking what to do about Lances capture. "Sounds good. I'll go find Kieth. Start without us too."

The others passed him with a their mouths in grim lines. Shiro motioned to the button which lets them start the comm. Once they were far away, o that even if Shiro would yell, the Coran wouldn't hear anything. They pushed the buttons, noticing that Shiro was already waiting. He cleared his throat and started talking. "Don't you dare asnwer this. So just go and fucking eat. That's all that i wanted to say. Fucking eat." He knew their faces was plastered with a questioning expression. He sighed. "I shouldn't need to explain myslef. you need to eat. that's it." Pidge didn't want to take that, but before she said anything shiro disconected from the comm and started his search for the almost-Red Paladin.

That is all i'm going to write on this chapter.

I'm not gonna post as often, but longer instead.

Here is the transations:

The first one: Hunk was saying 'Shit' Again and again. Merde is french, and i have a headcannon that he learned some in school. Nothing more to say.

The second one: Pidge... no. It started of with 'isten verje meg' which translates to 'god hit it' but means 'god damnit.' It's in hungarian and in this story she learns it from Lance. How he knows hungarian, will be explained soon in the story. And the only reason it's there is because i wanted a little more diversity, showing how different they all are. so i though 'i can hungarian. why not include it.'. i'm stupid...

The third one: Pidge, just, no... No... Again, it's in hungarian, and 'bordélyház' Translates to whorehouse. so she just called the a galra ship, 'mother fuking whorehouse ship thingy' Good job me, good job pidge.

The forth one: He was saying 'Baka! Baka! Baka!' Which is japaneese for idiot/Moron/Reatard. Japaneese is in this fic because it's cannon that Shiro is Japaneese.

That was all from me!

B-Bye!