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Relief

The air in the room was tense, especially since the room was only made to hold 6 people and there were 12 in total.

They were all there for one common purpose: to check up on the same person. Only one person in the room didn't know the specifics of who hir boyfriend was dragging hir along to see.

A watch beeped.

"2 days." Matt said matter of factly.

There was a collective groan. Allura slumped against one of the walls, just wanting this whole fiasco to be done and over with.

Lance moved closer to the bed, holding back tears. Over these past 2 days, he came to terms with his feelings for a girl, who just so happened to be comatose in this very moment. As soon as he thought of the possibility of her passing on before he got to tell her, he slammed his head on the mattress and started softly crying.

Shiro walked closer to the red paladin and placed a hand on his shoulder. That same possibility of who was practically his space daughter dying before he finally did. Lance couldn't see, but the white haired man gave a solemn and almost tearful look.

Matt kept staring at his watch as the seconds ticked on. 2:00:01:31. 2:00:01:32. He was surprised that it kept track for days at a time.

Ayre sat in one of the chairs eating chili out of a medium sized Tupperware container. Ze had no idea what was going on. Ze just didn't want to leave hir boyfriend, Coran, alone in his sadness. Coran also had a container of chili, but it was smaller.

At this point, And Lance began crying uncontrollably. He held the smaller girl tightly in his arms.

"YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP! PLEASE! I LOVE YOU!"

Everyone was taken aback by this sudden confession, but it didn't startle Hunk. He knew for a while. And Matt had listened in on them, so he kinda had an idea.

Her golden eyes slowly opened to the bright lights of the room and someone, probably Romelle staring in concern. Matt had noticed as well and switched the timer off.

2:00:04:15. Beating out her previous record of 15 hours. Well, this might not count, but it also might.

Pidge stared at Matt with a worried look on her face. Even though Lance was holding her in a death grip, she still managed to crane her head to look at her older brother.

She soon realized that looking at those fluorescent hospital lights were bound to make her feel a bit lightheaded, or at least strain her eyes. She could feel the lightheadedness creep on.

Lance had loosened his grip on her, almost as if his last shred of hope had fizzled away.

As she fell out of his arms and back onto the bed, he felt a tug at one of sides of his hood before the both of them crashed onto the bed.

She didn't feel lightheaded anymore, plus she got to stare at Lance's pretty face.

He was shocked, to say the least. But he was elated nonetheless.

"I heard everything you said, Lance. I had... honestly no idea that you also felt that way," she said, "I... I've been waiting for the right time to tell you. But, I didn't think you would like me back."

"I literally told you in the castle. And I meant it." he whined as he embraced her in his arms. "You scared me."

"You scared all of us. Well, especially someone other than Lance." Matt said as he opened the door.

She was taken aback by who charged in and jumped on her lap.

"BAE BAE!"

"He was supposed to have this strapped to his back, but it kept sliding off." Matt sighed as he held out a giant jar of peanut butter. "It's a shame. It would have been the perfect touch."

"Are mom and dad here?"

As she asked, Sam and Colleen turned the corner. They were technically at work, but they gave a quick wave anyways.

"I'm technically on the clock, too. I'm supposed to be shadowing a late night physics lecture. Snuck out, though. The professor didn't even notice."

"Does anyone want chili?" Ayre inquired.

Everyone passed on the offer, but it seemed that for once since the battle ended, all was at peace.