Pidge and Lance trust their dad(Shiro) would come for them and keep them safe, no matter what.

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Groaning in pain, Pidge wondered what the hell did she do to cause a bad headache. Cracking an eye open, she slowly came to realise that she's not in the Castle of the Lions. Instead, she's lying on something hard and rocky, making her very uncomfortable.

"You okay, Pidge?" a voice asked in worry.

Squinting at the blurry image hovering in front of her, she finally realised who it was when the sight of blue and white armour registered in her mind. "Lance..." she whispered hoarsely.

"Easy there. You took a hard hit on your head just now." Lance reminded her.

Oh. So that's why she's having this killer headache. "What... happened...?" Pidge asked as she was finally able to focus on Lance, noticing the cut lips and the bruises littering everywhere, as well as the trail of blood on the right side of his face. "You're... bleeding..." she pointed out with a huff.

Lance immediately touched the blood that had dried on his face. "Yeah. My pretty face is ruined. Those bastards." he smiled wrily.

Pidge smiled at Lance's attempt to cheer her up. But her smile fell when small stabs of pain assaulted her body. "Urgh..." she groaned as she tried to curl herself up.

"Take it easy, Pidgey. They really messed you up," his smile became a little strained when he felt his broken arm throbbed painfully. "Messed us both up." he corrected himself.

"Fuck... it hurts like hell..." Pidge complained. "What happened?"

"You don't remember?" Lance asked in surprise.

"Hit... to the head... remember?"

"Right, a hit to the head. You most probably have a concussion or something." he mumbled to himself. "We got caught by those Velureans rebel. They used a hostage. Took our bayards away when we discarded it. Our helmets too. Turns out the hostage is working with them so we got scammed. Then they beat the shit out of us. You took a hit to the head while trying to cover me. Then they threw us both in this crappy dungeon." Lance told her.

Pidge hummed in acknowledgement, her tensed body relaxing a little at the presence of Green filling her mind, purring with worry.

"I take it Green is worried?" Lance asked.

"Yeah." Pidge answered shortly, exhaustion slowly settling in.

"Blue too." Lance smiled as he closed his eyes, focusing on Blue's soothing purrs.

Silence took over the cell as the two paladins breathed heavily, focused on trying to stay awake as the pain spread all over their bodies, unconsciousness threatening to take over.

"Lance?" Pidge called out a few ticks later.

"Hmm?" the Blue Paladin answered weakly, the loss of blood from the wounds he got already taking a toll on him.

"Shiro will come for us, right?"

Lance opened his eyes to look at the curled up paladin beside him. "Of course he will. He's our dad. He will never stop looking for us."

Pidge smiled a little at that. "Yeah... that's our dad alright," she agreed.

Once again, silence reigned over the small space occupied by the two teens. By now, they're struggling to keep their eyes open and the only thing keeping them from falling asleep were their Lions, rumbling deeply in their minds, urging them to stay awake a little while longer through their bonds.

After what felt like hours, the sound of a fight happening outside their cell stirred the two sleepy paladins awake. Before they had the chance to properly think, the door to their cell was opened and two figures stepped in.

"Lance! Pidge!" Hunk's familiar voice had sent a wave of relief crashing onto their weary bones.

"Hunk, buddy. It's good to hear you," Lance smiled shakily at his best friend.

The other figure, Shiro, crouched beside Pidge and lightly touched her face. "Hey, you okay?" he asked softly.

"I will be if you give me ice-cream." Pidge stated matter-of-factly. "Knew you would come, dad." she murmured sleepily.

Shiro smiled at that. With gentle movements, he carefully gathered the youngest paladin in his arms and carried her bridal style. Pidge sighed happily once she's in Shiro's arm, finally able to be fully relaxed after being so tensed for so long.

Hunk had given Lance a piggyback ride, careful not to jostle Lance's broken arm. Once he was sure Lance won't slip off of him, he gave Shiro a curt nod.

"Alright. Let's go home," he said as he and Hunk moved out of the cell, Keith waiting for them outside.

"Hey, Mullet. Glad to see you here." Lance weakly greeted his rival.

"Just focus on staying awake, idiot." Keith answered, his voice holding a hint of worry.

"Mmm..." he hummed in acknowledgement as he rested his chin on Hunk's shoulder. "M'tired." he slurred sleepily.

"Just hold on for a little while longer, Lance." Hunk pleaded as he, Shiro and Keith rushed to get out and towards their Lions waiting patiently at the exit.

"M'kay..." Lance agreed as he blinked several times to keep himself awake. Shifting his head a little so he could look at Shiro, he gave the Green Paladin who was currently breathing heavily in Shiro's arms a worried look. "Will she be okay?"

"Of course she will. Trust me." Shiro answered.

"M'kay, dad." Lance responded before falling into unconsciousness, fully trusting his teammates would keep him safe.

When he woke up, he found himself falling out from the pod. A pair of arms caught him before he hit the floor and Lance was very grateful for that. "Thanks for saving us, Shiro." he thanked him.

Shiro smiled at that. "I told you guys didn't I? When you're in trouble, trust me to always have your back."

Lance grinned. When his stomach growled, Shiro just chuckled lightly while Lance smiled in embarassment. "Let's get you something to eat. Hunk's already cooking for Pidge. I'm sure he doesn't mind cooking something for you too," Shiro suggested.

Lance agreed enthusiastically and followed Shiro to the kitchen, not able to contain his excitement to meet Hunk and have his food again.