Distance

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"Hey man, it's Hunk."

It was barely dawn when Lance had finally picked up his phone.

"Yeah I know it's you Hunk," he hissed into the phone "What was apparently so urgent you had to call me at this time?"

His eyes wandered over to where Pidge laid sleeping. He wanted nothing more than to lay back down next to her; to continue tracing the tiny freckles that dusted over her body, just like he had done hours ago.

"-Lance."

Hunk brought his attention back and away from her. "Sorry Hunk, it glitched. Repeat?"

Hunk sighed "I said, we need you to suit up and fly out here asap."

This got his attention.

"What's going on?"

There was a pause before he replied. "Because our scanners have... picked up something alarming. And we're gonna need Red's capabilities. We'll talk more when you get here. Just trust me, okay?"

And with that the phone call ended.

A sinking feeling clawed at him as he looked back over to Pidge, who was still sound asleep. Chewing on his lip anxiously, he made his way over to their bed and got behind her, wrapping his shaking arms around her as she leaned into his touch.

Whatever it was, it was bad. Lance knew that much.

Still, just for a moment longer, he wanted to pretend everything was still okay, and that he wasn't going to be seperated from her for more than a few days, a week at most. But that was just wishful thinking and he knew that.

That was one of the many sacrifices they had to make. To be able to drop everything and anything and fly out without a moment's notice, with no questions asked.

Even if they desperately didn't want to.

And it sucked. Alot.
Lance couldn't help but feel that whenever he took a step forward in life, the universe would come and push him two steps back. It was a never-ending loop and he was tired.

He was tired of the nightmares that haunted him to this day. Tired of the looks he got when he was out in public, simply minding his own business while trying to buy a coffee. And yet to so many others it was a huge thing for them. And he resented all of it.

The feeling of a cold hand pressing into his cheek snapped him out of his thoughts and brought his mind back to the present.
Katie was facing him now. It was not until she wiped away a tear did he realise that he had been crying.

"Nightmare?" She asked calmly.

He shook his head and took a shaky breath before responding.

".. I have to leave."

She pulled away from him slightly, with her amber eyes looking into his with worry.

"Hunk... called me. He said that something alarming was picked up on one of the scanners-"

"-and they need you to fly out because of you and your lion's capabilities." she had put the pieces together before he even had time to finish explaining.

"Exactly."

*

After everything the team had been through, everyone had agreed to never say goodbye before leaving to go on a mission of their own. It had become a healing method for them whenever one of them had to venture out into deep space. It was a weird superstition they had, but after all the shit that was thrown at them, they didn't question it.

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