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The first thing I could feel was my body falling into someone's arms, their familiar warmth embracing me and lulling me into a sense of comfort. I opened my eyes, yet everything seemed hazy, despite my amazing Galra vision. I attempted to blink it away. The walls were no longer the horrible purple that used to plague my sight - they were a pristine white, with a screen displaying an image of the stars outside.

I gathered my strength and pushed my feet against the ground to stand myself upright.

I was surrounded by my space family, all with tears in their eyes. They really did miss me didn't they?

"LANCE!" All members of Voltron, including the alteans and the mice, jumped on me, squishing us into one giant cuddle puddle.

"I'm home guys." I croaked out.

We all stayed like that for a couple of minutes until I said "Oof, I'll get cramps at this rate." Hunk chuckled a little, but all quickly moved off me and gave me some space. Pidge, Allura and Hunk were all bawling their eyes out. Even Keith had a little tear in his eye, which I wiped away with my huge galra hands. It didn't really feel the same as my regular human skin. I turned back to my friends and wiped their tears with some tissues, whispering soothing words into their ears, holding their hands to remind them that I was here and that I wasn't going to disappear again. I promised that in my heart.

"What's wrong?" I asked. All fell silent but the sniffling continued.

"L-look at what's happened to you! We failed to realise that you were not fit to go into battle, and now your body is a galra experiment! Not only that, but we left you there! How can you be so calm!" Pidge sobbed. Lance was a bit taken aback. Did they really leave him left for dead. He thought for a moment.

"Pidge. It wasn't your fault, nor Hunk's. Not even Shiro." Shiro winced a little at that comment, but was silently listening all the same. " What happened is now in the past. Right now, I'm here with you. Still alive I might add." I chuckled. "Look, the point is, we can still do great things. It wasn't your fault, nor mine. It was Lotor's. He's the one who did this to me." I look down at the ground, remembering the time that I was wrapped around his little finger when I lost my memories. They're the ones that's supposed to be angry. I worked against them for a long time, torturing Shiro when he was captured and even planning a couple of attacks against them.

"You're the ones that should be angry at me. I worked against you with Lotor blindly. I should have realised who I was much sooner." Tears formed in my eye. " I failed you all."

I was attacked again by a massive group hug. Smiling, I wrapped my hand around all of them, and with my galra strength, I lifted them off the ground. Pidge half wheezed half laughed, whilst Keith groaned but still grinning nevertheless. I could tell that there was no other place that they would rather be, and I felt the same way. It was great to be home.

Once all of that was over, it was time for introductions.

"Heya Lance, I'm kinda sorry for kicking you out of Blue. I'm Matt. Thanks for keeping Katie out of trouble at the garrisons, and now."

"Lance. And no problem Matt, it was fun anyway and a pleasure." I smiled. Although we're both very similar, I had a gut feeling that we weren't going to get along very well. I don't know.

"Right, I really wanna change out of these pod clothes. No offence, but they are really tight on me. I think I'm gonna get changed out of these and into some more comfortable attire." I said. "Hunk, can I have some of your clothes? I don't think mine will fit."

"Sure, take whatever you need buddy." Hunk smiled.

I waved at everyone before leaving the control room. Despite the number of months it's been since I've walked in the castle like this, I still remember it like the back of my hand.

Well the back of my old hand anyway.

I looked down at my purple furry hand. The hand of a Galra. It's nothing like my hand. Will I be accepted in this form? Just how am I supposed be a Paladin of Voltron when I am a part of the race that the universe hates? Maybe I'm supposed to step down, and let the other handle it.

But I don't want to let go!

Being a Paladin has taught me so much about the world, and even though on the outside it seems like I don't care, I really do.

What am I supposed to do with this body? How will I-

How will I see my family? Will they want to see me? Would they even recognise me?

Will they still love me?

It all fell down upon me like a bunch of weights on Earth.

I shook as I opened Hunk's room door and grabbed a bunch of his clothes that probably hang loosely on him - he definitely thinned out a little during his time in space.

I ran all the way back to my room to get changed.

Surprisingly, everything was kept clean - I couldn't see any space dust at all. Everything was left exactly how it was, except for the picture of my mom and the family.

The picture remained on my desk, and on the wall in front was an enlarged image of it, their smiles still clear and beautiful as the day that the picture was taken.

They really did love me.

aye IM BACK

just managed to write this chapter

school is such an asshole, giving me so many tests in a week cri

I hope you enjoyed it

BAI