Stranded

Chapter 5- Yellow

AN- I am so sorry for the delay! Life just got in the way but have no fear I'm back!

Disclaimer- I do not own, or claim to own, any of these characters, they all belong to their respected owners, I simply create fanfiction with them. Any similarities to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

After applying a burn cream on his leg to help with the pain and wrapping the cut and burn, Pidge moved onto Shiro's torso where three long cuts ran diagonally from the right side of his chest down to the left side of his torso. After Pidge cleaned the wounds on a very unhappy Shiro, she wrapped him securely in a way that held the cuts closed, choosing to temporarily forgo stitches for fear of him ripping them open and causing more damage. To appease him Pidge allowed Shiro to tape her eyebrow cut closed and check her leg that she had honestly forgotten about. As Shiro was putting his chest plate back on, a screen popped up on her wrist projection effectively stealing her attention from where she was formerly packing the medical supplies knowing they would probably need them.

"What is it?" Shiro asked noticing her distraction.

"It's the Yellow Lion's beacon but it's strange." She responded staring at the screen.

"Strange how?" Shiro was confused, Pidge never had trouble with the beacons she had memorized what each of their wavelengths looked like and how they responded. "Could it be interference from the planet?"

"That's possible, but it's not the same thing I saw yesterday this almost looks intentional, like it was planned." She pulled out her laptop again and was typing furiously before Shiro could even think of a response to that, he sat down next to her waiting patiently; they wouldn't be going anywhere until Pidge figured this out, he knew.

"The beacon itself seems fine, it's broadcasting normally, none of its wavelengths are jumping around and the code isn't cracked, it's almost like there's something extra inside the beacon." Pidge said mostly to herself, just thinking aloud. "If I could isolate the extra bit of code I can figure out what it is." Her typing speed, even though it was thought impossible, picked up even more as she started her task, Shiro watched as letters and numbers flew across the screen as fast as her fingers, he recognized part of Hunks beacon but lacked the technical expertise of Pidge to see the oddity that was there.

"Aha!" She yelled victoriously a moment later, "It was an extra code! I think Hunk is trying to send us a message."

"Can you read it?"

"Just a—yup, got it; it says—'I'm okay, little bruised. Evil panel. Coordinates in beacon. Hungry.' Yep that's Hunk, but what does he mean by 'evil panel'?"

Shiro just shook his head, "I'm sure he'll tell us when we get him; can you respond to him to let him know we're on our way?"

"As long as the signal is still broadcasting on his end I should be able to." Pidge was already typing a response as she talked, before quickly closing her laptop and storing it in a compartment in Green and jumping to her feet.

"I have the coordinates, are you ready?"

"Let's go get Hunk."

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Coran was singing a song Allura didn't recognize at the top of his lungs as he worked on restoring the main power, if Allura was ready to murder him, she didn't say anything. She was sure that it was a lovely song, but all that made it through the coms was an unpleasant screeching sound formed from him being too loud with the mic that close to his mouth.

"Coran?" She called politely through the coms, hoping he could hear her.

"Oh, uh, yes Princess?" He stopped singing abruptly, having not realized that the coms were on and that Allura could actually hear him.