See part one for disclamer. And thanks be to Kestrel for helping me get this thing on paper.

Allura fought to stay conscious. She felt her mind slipping away into nothingness. Her vision started to turn fuzzy and black. She glanced up at Keith for a brief moment. "I am so sorry. I don't think I can stay awake for much longer." She closed her eyes briefly. When she opened them again, spots swam in her vision. "One thing Keith." Keith nodded. "Don't let me hit my head any more."

Allura's eyes rolled back into her head as she slumped. Keith grabbed her before her head could hit the unyielding ground.

"Allura! Wake up! Allura!" Keith resisted the urge to shake her awake. "Great, just great." Keith gently lifted Allura in his arms and carried her towards his Lion. "I need to take Allura back to the Castle. I'll try and come back later."

"What about Blue Lion?" Pidge piped up.

Keith paused. "Either I'll send a crew out or we'll get it later. Now stop your yapping and get that Robeast!"

Keith readjusted Allura so that he was carrying her piggy-back style. He leapt aboard Black Lion. Keith felt Allura slipping off. He reached around to catch her, but stopped short as he felt something cold, sharp, and metal press against the nape of his neck.

Keith stopped short as he felt cold, sharp steel press into the nape of his neck. Allura slipped even further down his back. He felt her being pulled away from him. Keith started to grab for her, but the sharp steel embedded itself in his neck. Keith felt the warm slow trickle of what was surely blood down the back of his neck.

"If you know what's good for you," a hoarse voice rasped, "You will hand the princess over to me!" The voice was interrupted by a loud sneeze.

Keith shook his head as he felt the point withdraw from his neck. "What's the matter Lotor? Have a widdle cold?" Keith's voice dripped with sarcasm. "Does da poor widdle Wotor have a widdle coldie?" Keith turned around only to come face to face with the business end of Lotor's sword. "Hey...um... Would you mind pointing that thing somewhere else please? You could seriously hurt someone with that thing." He glanced up at his enemies face.

Lotor's face was flushed and his nose was bright red. He sneezed again. "So what if I am sick?! I can still take your precious princess with me. She is..." He stopped as he felt something warm run down his back from where Allura's head was resting. A horrible stench filled the cabin. Lotor dropped the princess. Keith rushed forward and caught her before she could fall back to the unyielding ground. He tripped Lotor in the process and sent him sprawling.

Lotor's back was covered with chunks of something or other. Keith placed his foot on Lotor's shoulder and pushed. Lotor flew feet first into midair before he dropped like a stone.

"DAMN YOU KEITH!!!!!" Lotor screamed before winking out. A large sneeze echoed before fading. Keith watched and waved as Lotor fell. "Oops! Did I do that?" Keith chuckled to himself. "Oh well. That was easy." Allura shifted in his arms.

Keith laid Allura gently on the deck. She groaned as her head touched the cold metal of the deck. Keith quickly glanced around for a pillow or blanket.

"Dammit!" Keith grumbled. "Where the HELL is that DAMNED emergency kit?!" Keith rummaged through over head compartment after compartment. "Ok...this is not a fricken airplane! Where the hell is the med kit?" Keith looked over his shoulder at Allura. "Oh, the hell with it!" He pulled off his helmet and set it down next to Allura. He pulled his shirt out and pulled it over his head as he knelt down by the unconscious Princess's side. Keith rolled his shirt up and placed it under Allura's head.

Allura stirred slightly as she felt her head gently lifted. Her eyes cracked open, and were met by a pleasant site. Keith's bare chest. It was in focus for only a few seconds and then everything went black.

As soon as Allura was comfortable, Keith climbed in the pilot's seat and contacted castle control. "I'm bringing Allura in, Coran."

Coran looked puzzled. "Why isn't she piloting Blue Lion?"

"Well...Blue Lion needs some repairs. So does Allura." Keith's voice dropped.

Coran's eyes went wide with terror. "What happened? Is she okay?!"

Keith glanced over his shoulder. "I hope so. I think she may have a concussion. I'm not sure what else is wrong."

"Can I talk to her?" Coran asked anxiously.

"Not really. Unless you want to talk to an unconscious person." Keith replied. "Can you have medics standing by?"

"Sure. No problem."

"Oh...and don't tell Nanny please!"

The puzzled look returned to Coran's face. "Sure, I guess. But she will have to be told sooner or later."

"I know. But I think that she will take the news better if she sees that Allura is safe."

"Agreed. Where should I tell the medics to meet you?

Keith thought for a moment. "Tell them to meet me at the front door."

"Ok." Coran didn't want to question Keith's judgment at this particular time. "They are ready when you are."

Keith was now in site of the Castle of Lions. "I'll be landing in a few moments."

"Copy that, Keith." Coran sighed and shook his head as he leaned back in his chair. "Nanny is not going to like this."