Broken Wish
Team Conflict

"How can we form Voltron when Keith doesn't trust us." Pidge muddled over this idea as she sat next to her mother in the passenger seat of the car. Her small arms crossed her chest. The green paladin felt like she'd managed to figure Keith out, even if what she figured out wasn't something she liked. One of the conclusions she came to was, "Keith trusted us because Shiro trusted us, and that was because he trusted Shiro."

A deep sigh escaped from her mouth as her honey colored eyes looked up at the ceiling. Her mother's voice broke her concentration. "So, what do you think of Akira?"

Pidge's eyes blinked a few times, before looking over at her mother. Her eyes narrowed upon catching the twinkle in the woman's eye as she smiled, much of the worry having washed away. Pidge knew that look, and shrunk down into her seat. "Keith. That's what he likes being called."

"So the two of you really are close. I mean, you know that Akira doesn't like being called by his first name."

The green paladin pushed out her lip. "Isn't that kind of obvious when he never uses his real name? I mean, it was to the point I thought Keith was his real name."

"I see." Mrs. Holt turned her head, that joyous twinkle mingling with one of worry. "So, your relationship hasn't gotten that far?" Pidge felt her eye twitch, knowing what her mother was implying. She was glad that her mother didn't push it any farther. She arrived home, diving into her computers, but not without noticing the rather disappointed look on Mrs. Holt's face.

"Got it." Pidge grumbled. "You don't like me getting so engrossed with my computer work like this." The green paladin turned on the computer, heading to her e-mail. Her eyes widened upon seeing a message from someone, but let out a sigh of relief upon seeing Hunk's name. She opened up the letter.

Hi,

We need your help finding Keith. Rumor around the garrison is that something bad happened to him, which was why he wasn't in class yesterday. I managed to find your e-mail. Would it be possible to meet up with you, you, me and Lance?

Hunk

The green paladin pushed her lips together, at first thinking to refuse, but then realizing she needed to get the two to back off, remembering the look on Keith's face, knowing full well the entire situation made him uncomfortable, sent a note back about where to meet. She hurried down the stairs, grabbing her jacket.

"Katie?"

"I'm going out. I'm meeting up with a couple of friends." She noticed the rather surprised look on her mother's face, and yet no protest came her way. The small paladin found the yellow and blue paladins waiting for her. "So?"

"Who are you?" Lance's blue eyes narrowed, before switching to his flirtatious mode. "I mean, you are a pretty young lady, but…"

"That's Pidge…"

"Oh." The blue paladin swallowed, his eyes blinking in confusion. "This means you'll help us find Keith, right?" Lance tried giving her puppy dog eyes.

"What if Keith doesn't want to be found?" Pidge folded her arms across her chest.

"Why not! We need to get back to our world, to defend Voltron." The blue paladin stood up, irritation on his face. "It's bad enough we already lost Shiro."

Hunk tugged at the back of Lance's jacket, smiling as he did so. "He's actually worried, believe it or not."

"I am not worried about that stupid jerk."

"Sure. You do realize that to utter strangers we look like we're having some kind of weird role playing game." Pidge tapped her fingers on the café table.

"Hey, maybe that would be a good cover for us?" Hunk's eyes twinkled. "Plus, I love a good role play."

"Are you going to help us or not Pidge." Lance glared down at her, the anger quite evident.

"No."

"Because you can't."

"Nope."

"Don't you care about Keith at all?" Hunk's eyes widened, his mouth twisting into a frown.

"Yeah. I do. That's why I'm not telling you guys where he is." Pidge watched Lance and Hunk's eye widened, the shock quite evident on their faces.

"Wait. You know where…" The blue paladin sat down, letting the shock sink in. "How?"

"See, I'm not going to tell you guys that either. From my perspective, with what I know, I think you two should give him some space. Particularly after you laid into him like you did, Lance."

"He doesn't want to see us?" Hunk's lip twisted into a pout.

"Keith didn't want to see me either, and was very uncomfortable talking to me."

"Are you sure?" Lance's mouth twisted into a pout. "I mean, that you can't tell us?"

Pidge felt her gut lunge, looking at the two guys, suddenly wondering if appearing here was really a good idea, or if she should have blown them off completely. Her eyes closed, remembering how much she didn't like seeing Keith like that, with the bandages on his wrists. The memory was still stuck in her head, as was his rather candid manner of answering questions, but also how awkward the situation was.

"Please?"

"I wasn't comfortable being there."

"Isn't that because he's a guy?" The words came out of Lance's mouth. "We'd be far more comfortable."

"No. I wasn't comfortable because…"

"Yeah. I get that Keith can be a jerk sometimes."

"Would you shut up and listen to me!" Pidge snapped, watching Hunk flinch, and Lance's bottom lip twist up into a pout. "I was comfortable because I intruded upon Keith's personal space. He's not…" The small paladin stood up. "Never mind. You wouldn't get it Lance. You've never really gotten Keith, have you?"

"What is that supposed to mean?" Lance stood up to block her, his eyes flashing with anger as he continued to pout.

"What I mean is the fact you don't know him, yet you act like you know how he thinks."

"So you do?"

Pidge took a deep breath. "I think the only one of us who ever really got Keith was Shiro."

"Yeah, well, Shiro's just that amazing." Lance rubbed the back of his head. "He's like that though."

"You really don't get it." The green paladin narrowed her eyes. "Keithdoes not need you, of all people, bugging him!"

"What?" The blue paladin's facial features twisted up, making it quite clear the thin teen was hurt by what she said.

"You heard what I said." Pidge turned on her heals, storming away from the meeting, and yet feeling like she had accomplished nothing.