But Daniel didn't blow up himself. The power under his skin grew until it all blew out form his eyes and finger tips. And the bathroom exploded.

"Daniel!" said a voice from somewhere beyond the darkness to the young boy.

"Uhnnn," moaned Daniel. He tried to reach a hand to his head but he seemed to be pinned down by something. A light shone form a place off to his left and he pulled himself over to it. The space he occupied was about two feet high and six feet wide and long. The air was thick with dust, and possibly ash but that wasn't what worried him. What worried him was the wet liquid that seemed to be pouring down his face. He heard water in the distance but it was to warm and sticky to be anything but blood.

"Daniel!" called the voice again. It was Keith, or maybe it was Lance.

"Here!" Daniel tried, his voice was weak and the air was getting harder to breathe but he called, "here!" a bit louder.

"Found him over this way!" this time it was Keith. The surface above Daniel shifted and light streamed into the space. Daniel shut his eyes at the glow. The next thing he noticed was the strong steady arms holding him and the body that belonged to those arms running somewhere.

Opening his eyes slightly Daniel saw the face of Keith above him.

"Keith," Daniel coughed.

"Just keep calm, Danny-Boy we're gonna get some help," said Lance's voice from off to the right.

Daniel nodded and shut his eyes again letting the soft embrace of darkness close around him and he blacked out.

Breakline…..

The team—former and present—stood outside the med bay and waited for the doctor to come back out to deliver the news, good or bad.

"Vince," the former black lion pilot turned to the boy. "You were the last to see Daniel what happened?"

"I don't know," Vince looked very scared still and the doctor had only let Vince out after saying he had suffered serious shock. "We were talking... about what you had asked me," he gave the two older men a meaningful gLance and they nodded. "He got sick all of a sudden and went into the bathroom. It looked like he was going to be sick." Vince rubbed his head. "I was about to go after him when everything just kind of lost reality."

"What are you talking about?" asked Pidge.

"It blew up but there was an unreality to the explosion like something had felt Daniel's presence. I just got shocked and kind of lost a grip on what was happening. The next thing I really remember was Lance yelling in my ear asking about what happened."

"Sorry," Lance said wincing.

"No it kind of brought my head back into place."

"Did you see anything other than the obvious?" asked Keith.

"No," Vince shook his head and flashed back to the explosion. He had thought he had seen a violet glow but it must have been his imagination.

"Alright," Keith sighed.

Both Allura and Larmina stood looking at the door to the med bay as if the solid wood would give them the answers they wanted. Hunk just sat in the hall looking almost as shocked as Vince.

The knob on the door turned and every pair of eyes turned to see the doctor.

"Will Daniel be alright?"

"What's wrong with him?"

"Calm down," soothed the doctor. "He's sleeping now. He seems fine. Only a bump on his head and a few minor cuts and bruises but I will keep him over night to be safe."

Everyone sighed in relief. But inside them nervousness still churned.

That night Vince tried to get to sleep without the steady breathing of his best friend in the bunk below him. Sighing slightly he closed his eyes and thought about the day. The doctor had refused to let anyone go and see the youngest member of Voltron, insisting he needed rest.

Vince turned over remembering the time that he could have fun with his best friend instead of worrying him all the time.

There was a time when Daniel had discovered that many members of Voltron had never had ice cream and he insisted they all made ice cream sundaes.

Allura had been completely confused and somehow got ice cream all down her arm and in her hair. Lance and Keith—having grown up on earth—loved the idea and ate themselves sick. Pidge had tried all of the ice cream and decided the only one he liked was pistachio so he gave up on the sundaes. Hunk enjoyed the activity eating enough ice cream to fill a truck. Vince himself had been laughing too hard to do much else.

Daniel had gotten sprinkles in his hair and chocolate all over his face. Larmina had leaned over and kissed him on the cheek leaving a lip mark on his face in the chocolate. Daniel had blushed hard—almost melting the ice cream—and rubbed the back on his head with his hand in that Daniel-ish way. Both Larmina and Vince had laughed until their stomachs hurt.

A noise brought Vince from his dream. He didn't know when his thoughts had become his dreams but according to his clock it was a little after mid night.

Daniel must have been having one of his endless nightmares. They always happened and occasionally they would wake Vince up. He never interfered or asked what they were about but the quiet crying when he woke up always made Vince's insides twist with sorrow. Then he remembered Daniel wasn't there, he was in the med bay.

The noise came again and Vince looked over at the door where a sharp knock was coming. Vince jumped out of bed and answered his door.

Larmina stood there, her hair hanging down around her shoulders and wearing a blue nightgown.

"Vince," her eyes were wild and scared, "can I come in?"

"Sure," he said bewildered. One they were both inside he asked, "what' wrong?"

"I was thinking about what happened to Daniel." She began. "Aunt Allura thinks it must have been a gas explosion or a bomb then it occurred to me—I mean it was obvious but-"

"Larmina," Vince said sharply, "what is it?"

"Vince what…" her voice caught despite her timid tone, "what if Daniel is still infected with haggarium?"

uber shortness i know i'm sorry but here's a chapter i hope you like it