Alone I Hear Their Voices

Together We Heard Him Cry

BOO! I'M BACK! Ok, so this was supposed to be a one-shot, but a guest suggested writing a second chapter from the teams POV- so I did. Be aware I'm running off like no sleep, so I don't know if it's going to be as good as the first part, but I hope you like it!

ALSO! Still kept the- choose your own ending- part. You choose how it all plays out!

Lance wasn't crying. He wasn't screaming. He wasn't doing anything, and it worried Shiro. The blue paladin wasn't a quiet kid. Shiro needed him to scream, so yell, or cry, or laugh, or something.

Lance just stared into the pit.

He's been silent since Shiro dragged him out of the cavern, not understanding why the kid was so frantic to stay.

Hunk was pacing back a forth a few feet away, yelping when he thought he had put his feet down too hard. His hands were running anxiously through his hair and he kept glancing back at the pit like it was going to widen suddenly and devour them.

"Anything yet, Pidge?" He asked for the tenth time in the past ten minutes.

She glared up at Hunk, and Shiro could have sworn her eyes were wet with tears. "If I'd found something, I would have told you!" She snapped.

Hunk nodded, ignoring her harsh tone, and went back to pacing.

Only half an hour had passed. 30 minutes. Yet to Shiro, it felt like 30 years. One of their own was gone. Keith could be hurt... or worse.

It was Shiro's fault; the team hadn't wanted to come to this planet. Allura had even given them the option to stay on the castle since the scans from the planet were so barren. But no, Shiro thought it could be a bonding experience, and there was always the chance at finding anything to help their fight against the Galra.

Now they were here, on a planet that could not be more empty, and a team member, a family member, was in danger.

It's my fault. All Lance could think was that it was his fault. It was his fault all the rocks collapsed, his fault for not seeing the rock coming towards him, his fault for not grabbing Keith and pulling him out of danger.

It was Lance's fault Keith could be dead.

All Lance could hear was the CRACK the boulder had made when it crashed into Keith. It was deafening. If he'd only been a little faster, only been a little more thoughtful.

Hunk turned to Pidge as a string of curse words he didn't even know she knew came out of her mouth.

"What? Is that good? No, those words never mean anything good. Is he dead? Oh God, or is he alive and-"

"His armor is trashed." Pidge huffed. "I can't get any of it to come online."

Shiro crossed his arms. "Maybe you're too far away to-"

"I'M NOT-" She took a deep breath. "I'm not out of range. I don't think it's possible to be out of range."

"Maybe the single receiver is out on his end?" Hunk suggested hopefully. Pidge shook her head. "Okay, but that means his armor could have saved him, right? He could be fine!"

Pidge pushed her glasses up her nose and looked at her computer screen. "Hunk, you don't understand. This armor isn't built like that- it's strong, sure, but it's built for alien tech, not rock falls."

"What about his helmet? It has its own set of networking and stuff right?"

"Don't you think I tried that? I can't tell if it's online or not, all I get is static."