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(Keith POV)
Keith sat in Red, his heart pounding. He was going to find Lance. They were heading there now.
"Keith, you'll enter the prison area and find Lance," Shiro told him. Keith felt anxiety bloom inside his stomach, what if he couldn't find Lance? He forced himself to swallow the fear. "Let's go," He forced himself to say.
The plan was simple. Hunk was the distraction, while Pidge took Keith under the cloak to another entrance. Pidge dropped him off, "Try not to screw up!" She exclaimed.
"I won't," Keith promised, though he wasn't quite sure of it himself. He snuck through the ship, his eyes scanning the ship. He looked for the prison blocks, running through stealthily.
"The cells should start on level three," Pidge's voice crackled over the intercom. "I'm on level two," Keith began to run towards the upper level.
322, 323, 324, 325, 326... The numbers kept flying by Keith as he ran. He was looking for cell 500, according to Pidge. 496, 497, 498, 499, 500! He scanned his hand with the pad.
The door slid open, revealing a hunched figure inside. Keith's eyes grew wide when he realized what it was. Lance, sitting broken on the floor.
"Lance!" Keith called, his voice involuntarily cracking. Lance's head turned upwards, he was too weak to do much more. Keith noticed something off about Lance, his hair was completely white.
It was undoubtedly the same boy, however, because of his bright blue eyes. "Keith?" His voice sounded hollow, broken, and terrible to Keith. "Yes, it's me. You're gonna be okay Lance... It's okay."
"H- how do I know you're not a trick?" Lance's words stabbed Keith in the heart. "I'm not, I promise. Please. Believe me!" He reached out and touched Lance's face.
Lance struggled, trying to stand. Keith lifted him bridal style, and Lance leaned into him. "I have him," Keith spoke through the intercom, "He can't walk, though."
"Alright, I'm coming to the third level," Pidge told him. "It's going to be okay, Lance," Keith murmured.
"It's going to be okay."
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(Lance POV)
Lance woke up to cold air. It was freezing and painful. He felt someone grab him as he fell. "Lance, are you okay?" Keith's voice asked. Lance forced his eyes to focus and found his face.
"Keith?" He managed to choke out. "Yes?" Keith looked down at him, almost fearfully. "Am I back?" Lance asked, his eyes wide. Confusion ran through his brain.
"You're home, it's okay," Keith reassured him. "Allura, what's wrong with his hair?" Shiro's voice asked. "H- he is becoming of age, more Altean." Allura's voice shook as if she was crying. Lance turned to find her.
He wrapped his arms around her and they stood there for a long time. The rest of the team eventually left to give them privacy.
Once more, the siblings were together.
Word count: 461 (Not including Author's Note)
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm so so so sorry that I didn't update for so long! I'm having trouble coming up with ideas for this story. If you guys have any, please comment!! I might not be able to update next week. I'm also joining a Voltron Fanfic writing contest. If you guys wanna see that please comment! I'm super sorry that I didn't update. I'm also sorry that this is so short, I'm just having trouble coming up with ideas for this.
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