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Lance took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He could feel her, Blue, she was close. He smiled and opened his eyes. It had taken him years to find Blue after they had gotten separated. Who knew getting captured by the Galra would place him in the exact warship where they were keeping her! He ran his thumb along the scar running down the right side of his neck, he’d done it so many times it had become habit.
He counted. Timing was everything. 3, 2, 1, now! Lance dashed out and ran down the hallway, making a right, then a left before hiding again to count. The Galra were idiots if they thought they could keep Blue’s paladin on the same ship as her. Lance was just glad their connection was strong, it meant they hadn’t totally lost each other all those years.
Lance darted out into the hallway and running past a few cells. He couldn’t afford to stop by and help them, he needed to get to Blue, needed to get to Voltron. He stopped around a corner and waited. He took another deep breath and dashed out again, this time heading straight for Blue’s hanger.
“Blue!” Lance breathed, running straight for the energy field surrounding his lion. Blue’s eyes flashed, then she lowered her head for Lance to enter, purring in the back of Lance’s head. “It’s so good to see you girl!”
‘It’s good to see you again too, Lance.’
Lance stepped into Blue and dashed up to the cockpit.
“Blue, it’s time to blow this joint!”
‘I couldn’t have said it better myself.’
She roared. Lance’s breath caught, he’d never hear a more beautiful sound than his own lion’s roar. Blue jumped straight up, puncturing a hole in the ship’s hull. Space. Lance could see it! The two flew out, freedom making them smile widely.
“We have so much to catch up on, Blue!”
‘I know right? But we should find a safe place to rest first, you’re still recovering from your injuries,’ she sighed.
“What?” Lance scoffed. “I’ll be fine! We need to find Allura and Coran first. Can you find their coordinates?”
‘The Castle is currently out of the reach of our long range censers,’ Blue said. ‘However, if we were to find another lion, our radius would expand by twenty five percent.’
“Perfect,” Lance smiled. “Then we’ll have to find one of the others.” Lance leaned back in his seat, resting his back against the soft cushion of the pilot’s chair.
‘There is a planet nearby where we can gather supplies,” Blue suggested. ‘You’ll be needing food, water, and emergency equipment.’
“Very well,” Lance huffed. He was impatient, but if he’d learned anything in the past five years it was to never rush into anything unprepared.
Blue adjusted her course, heading straight for the planet.
‘After you gather supplies, I suggest we create a wormhole to escape the Galra ship’s long range scanners.’ Lance nodded.
“Good idea, Blue,” he said. He slipped out of his gross Galran prison uniform and headed down into the cabin in Blue’s chest. “Do you have enough water for a bath?”
‘Yes, I do,’ she replied.
“Perfect, cuz I need one hella bad.”
‘I agree.’
“Hey!”
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Blue landed on the surface of the planet. Lance had taken a shower and had thrown on the bodysuit in Blue’s storage. It was all black and came with a utility belt. His paladin armor had been too badly damaged to be repaired. He’d have to get a new set once he reached the Castle, however his bayard hadn’t been destroyed.
He smiled and picked it up, letting the suit absorb it into his left thigh. Altean magic, he still wanted to know how it worked. But that was for another day. He activated his suit’s shield, testing it out.
‘Are you ready to go?’
Lance deactivated the shield and pulled on his boots and gloves.
“Yep!” He smiled.
‘Take this,’ a small compartment opened to reveal a tiny device. Lance took it and fastened it around his wrist.
“What does this do?”
‘It allows you to contact me if you get into trouble,’ Blue said. ‘Just press the button and I’ll get you out.’
“Thanks!” Lance smiled, patting the wall nearest to him. He jumped into his speeder and ejected out onto the planet’s surface.
He returned a few hours later with a crate full of supplies. He packed them away while Blue launched into the atmosphere.
‘Activating wormhole,’ Blue announced. Lance held on to the rail of the steps leading down into the cabin. The rush only lasted a few second before slowing down to normal speed.
“Thanks, Blue.”
‘No problem, Lance.’
“So, you got anything?”
‘I’m not picking up the Castle, but you may want to see this, it’s quite entertaining!’ Blue suppressed a chuckle. Lance eagerly climbed to the cockpit and looked out into the expanse of space. What he saw made him double over into laughter.
“Pidge!” he exclaimed, turning the comms on. “Is that what I think it is?”
“Shut the fuck up, Lance,” Pidge huffed. “I got lonely when Green went offline to make repairs.”
“How long have you been here?” Lance asked.
“A few years, I guess,” the green paladin shrugged. “Green has to go offline about once a month since her eternal compressor was damaged. I make do with time whenever she does.”
“And you didn’t go to any planets to get parts?”
“Green can’t go anywhere with a damaged compressor, Lance,” Pidge huffed.
“Yeah, but why didn’t you reroute power from the external compressor?”
Silence hung heavily on the other end, then an angry yell.
“GREEN! WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU HAD AN EXTERNAL COMPRESSOR??” Lance doubled over in laughter again. “Shut your trap, Lance.”
“It’s good to see you again too, Pidge!” Lance exclaimed. “Now that we’re together, our lions’ long range scanners have increased. We can use that to find the Castle.”
“Ooh! Good thinking, Lance!” Pidge quickly began typing away in Green and was soon mobile. “Alright, we’re ready to go, although we need a pitstop to repair the compressor.”
‘There’s a planet nearby with enough metal alloy to repair the compressor.’
“Blue says there’s a planet nearby with an alloy that can fix it,” Lance said, typing away at his screens, sending coordinates and information about the planet to Green.
“Ah, yes!” Pidge exclaimed. “This is exactly what we needed! I still can’t fucking believe you didn’t tell me about the external compressor.”
Lance chuckled and took hold of the joysticks, glad to be behind the wheel again. The two lions reached the surface of the metallic planet and landed.
‘Lance, you cannot breathe the atmosphere here, I suggest you stay behind with the lions,’ Blue said.
“I can’t let Pidge go alone!”
‘Your helmet was damaged, remember?’
“Oh yeah,” Lance pouted. “Hey Pidge! My helmet was damaged, so I can’t go on the surface, you’ll have to take this alone.”
“No sweat!” came the reply. “I’ll just keep an open comm with you just in case.”
“Sounds good!” Lance exclaimed. He watched the figure exit the lion, shocked by what he saw. Pidge had grown in the last five years. Well, so did Lance, but he mainly grew muscle while Pidge had fully grown. How old was she now anyways? 21?
“Stop staring, Lance,” Pidge huffed.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Lance smirked.
“I know you were staring,” she sighed. “My body’s beyond concealing anymore, I’ve grown too much.”
“Well at least you told us the truth before hand, or I’d have had a heart attack seeing you,” Lance leaned back in his chair and folded his arms.
“Yeah, whatever,” Pidge rolled her eyes. She held up a device and began walking away. The Green lion sat up and sealed its energy field. “So, how’ve the past few years been?”
“Well,” Lance sighed. “They’ve been tough. I got separated from Blue about three months after we got lost. I’ve spent the past three years trying to find her, then the last two in the Galran prisons fighting monsters and maniacs.”
“Damn,” Pidge sounded impressed. “Must have been hard.”
“Yeah, it was,” Lance took a deep breath, suppressing the memories that threatened to spill over. “What about you?”
“Oh, you know, same ole same ole,” Pidge grunted as she jumped off a rock and landed in a deeper part of the rough terrain. “Training, inventing, fixing. I’m just surprised I haven’t been spotted by the Galra being stranded out there like that.”
“Yeah, no shit!” Lance chuckled. “So you’ve been training huh?”
“Yeah, Green had a few routines programmed into her so she taught them to me,” Pidge said.
“Maybe we should have a sparring match when we get back,” Lance suggested. “I’d love to see your new moves.”
“Same,” Pidge said, letting out a small grunt from pulling some of the alloy from the ground. “I wanna see what those years in the prisons taught you!”
Lance chuckled, then silence filled the comms.
“So you haven’t seen any of the others?” Pidge asked.
“Nope,” the blue paladin shook his head. “I’ve been on my own most of the time. Although I did come across our old buddies Rolo and Nyma, ended up saving their hides twice in the same day. Now they both owe me favors.”
“Sweet deal,” Pidge climbed the big rock. She was on her way back to Green.
‘You should inquire of their amount of supplies,’ Blue suggested. ‘They might be running low on a few things.’
“Hey, Pidge, how’s your supplies?” Lance asked.
“I’ve got nothing,” she replied. “I rationed as much as I could before running out completely a few years ago, I’ve been living off of whatever I could scavenge from that damaged ship.”
“Perfect, I just loaded up before I jumped to this side of the galaxy,” Lance said. “You should stop by and pick some up!”
“Oh my god! Lance you’re a lifesaver!” Pidge sighed. “No really! If you hadn’t shown up when you did I might have died sometime next week.”
“My pleasure,” he shrugged.
“What? No snarky comment?”
“It’s not necessary,” Lance said.
Pidge had made her way to Blue, who’d opened her mouth to let the green paladin in. Lance rushed down to meet her.
“Hey!” he smiled, pulling the small woman into his arms. Pidge hugged him back. They were both grateful for the company after being alone for so long. “Alright, so let’s get you some food!”
Lance led her down into the cabin and opened the storage unit in the wall. He pulled out the crate he’d acquired earlier and opened the lid.
“Where’d you get all this stuff?” Pidge asked.
“There was a planet with an inter-galactic market,” Lance explained. “I’m pretty well known around the galaxy, people owe me favors all over.” He smirked and handed her a piece of fruit. “So things like this apple were a piece of cake.”
Pidge took the apple and instantly took a bite, savoring the sweet crispy crunch of the sweet fruit. She moaned happily as Lance filled a sack of food and supplies for her to take.
“Here you go,” he smiled, handing her the sack.
“Thanks!” She tossed the apple core into the trash chute and grabbed the sack. “I’ll start fixing Green once I get back. It shouldn’t take long.”
“Take your time,” Lance said, placing a hand on her shoulder. “We’ve got plenty.” The green paladin nodded and pulled Lance in for another hug.
“Thank you, Lance!” she whispered.
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Green was finished by the end of the day, but the paladins decided to call it a night anyways. Pidge headed over to Blue and spent the evening with Lance, who’d cooked up toasted sandwiches.
“Wanna play a game?” Lance asked after the two had finished their dinner.
“A game?” Pidge raised a brow. The blue paladin nodded and pulled out a deck of cards. “I had Coran make me a deck of cards back when we first met. I stored them in here for safekeeping.”
“No way!” the green paladin exclaimed. “Yeah, man, let’s play a game!”
Lance shuffled the deck and dealt a game of rummy. The two paladins entertained themselves with games until Pidge decided to get back to Green for sleep.
“Goodnight, Pidge!” Lance hugged the green paladin before she left.
“Goodnight, Lance,” she waved. “Maybe tomorrow I’ll look into your helmet!”
“That’d be great! Thanks!”