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Voltron! Mob!

A where house was on fire, catching the eyes of those around it.

People began to gather, a lot panicking as it grew bigger. Some exited the commotion of people and called 911.

A boy in green and another in blue hide behind some crates as they try to escape.

The smoke was filling the warehouse so much that it was hard to see 5 feet in front of them.

The green one hold the blue one out of window which ended up with them falling into the sea.

The blue one surfaced, coughing up water and gasping for air. "Oh man oh man oh man- Pidge we're screwed! Both of them ran off!" The one in blue said.

Pidgin looked at him " bigger trouble than that Lance! We lost them and now we're arsonists!"

"Hey hey hey! The Mexican dude was the cause of that, not us!" Lance said back, swimming to a hiding place on land.

Pidge joined him. "Does it mater?"

"Yeah! What are we gonna tell the boss?"

"The truth and hope we don't get our asses handed to us."

"Jesus Christ...." He groaned, face palming.

He looked at him "what?"

He picked up his phone and turned it to the side, water spilling out a bit and the screen cracked horribly.

Pidge frowned " i'll make you a new one"

"Thanks. But now how are we gonna contact the others?"

"There's a payphone nearby."

He sighed and got up, going to find it when a brunette girl ran by, dragging along a very curvy red head girl.

And she was not happy.

She pulled her to an alleyway and kinda shoved her into the wall. "What the hell was that?!"

"A fire."

"I know that's a fire but why did you cause one?!" She asked, lowering her tone as people walked by.

"I wanted to."

The brunette groaned and looked at her. "I just hope nobody was hurt in there."

"I did see two people jump out of the building."

She froze. "W-what?"

"Yah. They escaped out a window."

The brunette sighed and fixed her shirt. "Let's just..... Not do this again. We could get into some serious sh-"

"And would you mind elaborating on what you two have done?" Lance asked.

The ginger smiled at him "Howdy."

He eyed them suspiciously. "So YOU two were the ones who caused the fire?"

"No." She said unfazed by his intimidation.

He leaned in and looked at her up and down.

She looked pretty innocent.

They smelt like smoke tho. "Yeeeeeah I'm just gonna call up my boss."

She shrugged "okay"

Lance then reached for his phone then remembered it was broken. He looked to Pidge. "CanI borrow your phone?"

"I left it in the car. And that was towed."

Lance groaned, then hugged and took out some hand cuffs.

Emma's eyes widened and she just booked it and ran, somehow able to keep her balance in high heel boots.

Pidge tackled her like the gremlin he is.

Emma fought back and got away.

Emilie was cool about it.

Lance hand cuffed Emilie and then went to a pay phone and called up one of his coworkers. "Hey! Hunk, can you meet me at the warehouse? I have someone that needs questioning. Also, think you could send Keith to Down Town? I need him to find a runner."

"Sure thing! And you broke your phone didn't y-"

"YES I DID NOW GET TO WORK!" Lance slammed the phone into place and huffed.

The ginger leaned against the wall and watched him.

He was so annoying and dramatic...

There was a hit in the back of Lance's head making his vision go blurry.

He fell forward as a black car pulled up, a slightly heavy set guy stepping out wearing khaki pants, black dress shoes and a navy blue dress shirt, three buttons undone on it showing his chest slightly. He looked at Emilie and blinked.

Pidge was next to her "Lance was being an idiot."

He rolled his eyes and scratched the slight fuzz on his cheek. "Figures. I'm sorry about him ma'am." He walked over to Emilie and I cuffed her, literally snapping both cuffs in half from her wrists.

She rubbed her wrists "it's alright darling." She replied coolly.

He blushed a bit, quickly looking away.

Lance groaned, still lying on the ground. Hunk walked over and picked him up, putting him in the very back seat, then held the door opened for Emilie. "We still need you to come with us."

She shrugged and went in.

Pidge joined Hunk in shotgun.

Hunk began to drive, the radio turning on to jazz music. Then, Emilie's phone vibrated, indicating a text message.

Emma: "Hey, I'm under highway 360 in down town. Where you at?"

Emilie answered "in a car to be questioned."

Emma: "Oh god- the cops get ya?"

"No."

"Then who?"

"The mafia."

Emma went pale when she saw the text. 'No way....' She stumbled backwards slightly.

The was a sharp pain in the back of her neck.

"Agh!" She tensed up and turned her head, reaching for her neck to feel what happened.

There was a dart.

"G-god... damn... it..." Emma exhaled, feeling herself fall.

She was picked up before Keith called Hunk. "Got her."

"Thanks. I'll meet ya at the office."

Emma's sleeping face was distracting.

Keith took her to his work and to a room.

One of her shoes fell off.

He picked it up and threw it in her room before leaving.

Lance was getting scolded by his boss.

Shiro watched silently because he was a bodyguard.

Their boss, Allura was scolding Lance for being reckless. And Pidge was with him.

"-siiiigh- Lance this is gonna be your LAST warning alright? I can't keep dealing with your nonsense." Allura sighed.

Lance nodded, looking down.

Pidge looked at him and turned to her. "I'll take care of him."

Allura nodded. "Thank you. You two are dismissed." She waved her hand and went to her desk.

Pidge left with Lance.

"-sigh- Holy quiznack...." She laid her head down and yawned.

Shiro looked at her and frowned.

She had been working so much and put under a lot of stress.

He frowned "boss?"

She sat up quickly. "Y-yes Shiro?"

"Why don't you take the rest of the day off? I'll take things from here." He smiled a bit, wanting her to relax.

"It's okay, I'm good. Thank you for the offer tho, Shiro." Allura gave him a smile, her face clearly showing signs of exhaustion.

He went over to the coat rack and gathered her things.

"Shiro I said I'm fine..."

"But you're not."

"I am...." She said, yawning a little.

He sighed and put her coat over her shoulders "you need to rest, ma'am."

She laid her head down on her desk and sighed. "I'll rest here then..."

He nodded and took off his suit jacket for her to use as a pillow.

He put her head down on it and sighed, shutting her eyes and began falling asleep. 'Mmmmm.... Shiro's scent......' Allura smiled slightly and blushed a little as she fell asleep.

Shiro stood by her side, guarding her with his life.

Hunk, of course, was in the kitchen cooking.

The girl from earlier was hand cuffed to the table by her ankle.

"I'm sorry you're trapped in here, but it's just to keep you from running." He said, honestly sounding sorry.

She shrugged "it's alright."

He pulled out a pan from the oven that contained a pot pie.

She watched his quietly, reading him.

He seemed so laid back and calm when he cooked. But when he interacted with her he was kinda nervous.

"You're... Somalian, Or of samoan dissent, right?"

He nodded and gave a slight shrug. "Kind of."

"Interesting."

"Why do you ask?" He turned to her, giving her a plate with some pot pie.

"It's just interesting, you don't seemed to be dressed like one." She said grabbing a fork.

He blushed a bit and scratched the back of his neck. "Well... It's kind of cause my job."

"Even then, you're not treating me how I would expect treated." She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. She was getting into his head.

He shook his head. "I-I'll be back." Hunk stuttered, heading out.

She looked at the pot pie and took a bite, leaving him be.

Woah. This tasted so good!

She looked down at it and took another bite, smiling a bit.


Pidge was typing on her computer, Lance sitting on his desk venting. And by venting, she meant he was just groaning out of boredom.

He looked up at Lance "are you done?"

He looked at her and gave one last groan.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Allura can be so bossy! I'm just trying to do my job."

He nodded "I know. I don't blame you."

"Why don't you ever tell her then?" He asked.

"I put in the reports witch remove your marks."

He perked up and ran over, giving Pidge a tight hug. "That you SO much dude!"

Pidge hugged him back. "Any time, bro."

There was something against Lance's arm that shouldn't be there. His eyes opened and he shifted his arm a bit.

He looked at Lance "What?"

His eyes widen and he started to blush hard. "P-Pidge.... Y-You're a girl?"

Pidge looked at him "Yah."

His pulled away quickly as his hands shot up into the air. "EEEEH?!"

"You didn't know?" She asked.

He shook his head fast.

"Well this is awkward."

Lance swallowed and put his hands in his pockets, turning away as Hunk came in. "Hey gu-"

"HUNK! PIDGE IS A GIRL!!!" Lance said suddenly, going up to hm quickly. Hunk blinked.

"You JUST realized that?"

"Yah. He found out in a hug."

He chuckled. "I found out when I accidentally walked in on her when she was changing." Hunk blushed slightly and scratched the back of his head. "I'm still sorry for not knocking."

Pidge waved her hand "It's fine."

He nodded and looked away.

"It was bound to happen sooner or later."

Hunk nodded and sighed. "Hey Pidge can I talk to you in private?"

Pidge nodded and joined him.

They went into another room and he turned to her quickly. "I think I fell for the red head girl!" He said bluntly.

She face palmed "it hasn't been even half an hour."

"I'm sorry!" (>/////<) Hunk blushed hard and began messing with his tie and hair. "You know.... I think she's actually my first crush..." (0////0)

She pinched the bridge of her nose "And what did she do to spark this?"

"I-I don't know.... She just looks cute! Like a...." He began to think.

"Like a rabbit?"

"Yes!" His eyes widen and he blushed a bit. "Like a cute little rabbit!"

She sighed "you're gonna have to interrogate her."

"I know, I know!"

"So you better go."

He nodded and left to her.


Emma groaned and slowly sat up in the bed. "O-ow my head...."

There was a man in her room.

She gasped and backed unto the bed railing, pulling the blanket over herself.

He looked at her "you're awake."

"Who are you? Where am I?"

"I'm Keith, and you're at my work."

"What work?... Are you a human trafficker?!"

He rolled his eyes "no."

"What do you want with me?"

"Why did your partner lie when we asked if you two set fire to the warehouse."

She shrugged. "And she's not my partner. She's my mom- well kinda."

"Why did she lie?"

"I don't know."

He sighed "what were you two even doing?"

"Trying to live? We heard that there was a warehouse that was open to everyone to take grabs on stuff from some old lady who passed. We were going to get some grabs to sell but then a fight broke out."

He nodded "then why did we find a lighter on your friend?"

"I already told you! I don't know!" Emma stood up and tried to go to him, only to be held back by a long hand cuff connecting her left wrist to the bed post.

He looked at her "see, We can't let you leave."

She pulled at the restraint over at over.

This was not going to break. EVER.

Her eyes began to water and she tugged at it harder, turning to him. "Just let me go! I did nothing wrong! Please!!!"

"We need to keep you here until this is sorted out and then you're free to go."

She sniffled and gave one last hard tug on the hand cuffs before dropping it, sighing and sitting on the edge of the bag, looking down. "Where's my duffle bag I had with me.... You've probably confiscated it anyways...."

"It's under the bed."

She grabbed the bag and opened up a little pocket in it and took out a bottle of pills and a water bottle.

He watched.

She poured three pills into her hand and took them. Her body twitched slightly, dropping the bottle of water and the pill bottle.

"What are you doing?"

"That's none of your business." She said, picking up the bottle of pills and closed it, putting it back in her bag. She started looking pale, sickly pale.

"Did you over dose?"

She said nothing and ignored him, looking through her bag.

He sighed and watched.

She reached in slowly and froze.

"What?"

Emma pulled her hand out slowly again and closed her back, looking more pale. She looked at him. "Where is it?"

"What are you looking for?"

"The bag of money I earned from working- where the HELL is it?!" She asked angrily, looking agitated.

"Your friend said something about bribing."

"ARE YOU SERI- UGH!" She lifted her bag and chucked it at him, sitting on the bed, head in her hands. "I worked late nights for that cash, damnit!"

He chuckled "I'm joking." He reached in and opened one of the pockets and pulled out some cash before putting it back in.

She looked up with tears in her eyes.

"Sorry." He put the bag down.

"That wasn't funny."

He sighed "I know."

"Then why did you do it?"

He shrugged "Your friend really did ask about it though."

"How I earn the money so fast?"

"No, she offered to pay for your release."

"No. Release her. I don't care if she objects just let her go."

"She already paid for you." He said.

"No. Let her go instead of me."

He shook his head "I can't do that. The deed has been done."

"Then I'll come back with payment for her bail. How much?" She asked, getting her stuff in her bag.

"30 grand."

Emma nodded and looked at the time.

9:00 PM.

"I have to be at work in 30 minutes anyways and my boss is gonna be a stick in the mud since I'm probably gonna be late and make me work til 5 am. But I'll get the money." She passed him and went to the door, a business card falling out of her bag.

He picked it up and read it.

"HempHill Bar & Club

Open 9PM-4AM

Dances, Drinks and Dolls!~"

He sighed and ran past Emma, grabbing her bag.

"Hey!" She grabbed it and pulled it away. "What the hell man!"

He took it back "I know a much better place for you."

"Just leave me alone! You said I was free, I'm going to work now give it!"

He shook his head "nope. I'm not gonna let you pimp yourself out."

"I'm not pimping myself out- and why do you even care?! Just let me live my life."

"From the look in your eyes, you don't like that place, and I've met guys that go there on a daily basis who say 'the girl do it just right.'" He said looking at her.

"Well it pays the bills. I may not like it but it's pays. And you have no right to run my life. Now give me my bag."

" I know better place that pays twice the wage."

She grabbed her bag from him a left. "I don't trust you, so leave me alone."

He shrugged.

Emma left and went to work, not noticing she was being followed by Keith.

He went across the street to a pretty classy club/bar. It had pretty good business and often had wealthy costumers.

And the most wealthy one there was Lotor, Allura's enemy.

But, it was the only nice bar in town so everyone went there that could afford it. Seriously even Allura went there.

Lotor spotted him and smirked.

Keith got.... milk. How classy... He took a sip. He was not going to get drunk tonight.

One of Lotor's workers handed him his phone. "Hello? Aaah yes..... I see...... I'll be there shortly. I'm the same room right?..... Perfect. Bye." Lotor stood up and motioned for his bodyguards as they left.

Something felt wrong.... Keith followed them and put his phone on call, calling Pidge who would listen.

They all walked to a smaller building with not windows and only a door. There was a buff guys standing at the door, opening it for them to walk it. It was HempHill Bar & Club.

He frowned and went to the front entrance and paid to see a certain employee.

"I'm sorry. She's currently busy with one of her regulars. Could you wait for about thirty minutes?"

"I need to see her now before she's killed."

The guy rolled his eyes and let him in.

Lotor's men were standing in front of a private VIP room.

Keith went over to Emma's room and put his ear to the door.

He could barely hear anything. That's when he notices a pipe exiting the room and going around a corner.

She went over to it and put his ear to it.

"You seem to be doing well, Lotor." Emma said, the sound off heals clipping tile floor following.

"You too." Lotor said back.

"So, what will it be? Pole dance or lap dance?" Emma asked, sounding kinda off.

"Lap please, since I have some questions I would like to ask." He said as she came over to him.

Keith listened.

"And those questions are?"

"A little birdie told me that you've been near on of my... Close... friends. She goes by the name Allura. Sound familiar?"

"No. I'm sorry but I've never heard that name until now."

This was true. She only knew of Pidge, Lance, and Keith.

Lotor hummed and Emma gasped suddenly. "W-what are you-"

"Then if you DON'T know her... Who DID you meet today?" He asked with a smirk.

A message came into her room "miss Packer, she's here again and pissed more than ever. Run."

Emma blinked and looked around. "What the..."

The door broke down scaring the s*** out of Lotor.

"EMMA!" Emilie yelled.

Lotor gripped Emma tightly, all of his went unconscious and laying on the ground.

"Emilie? What are you doing here?"

"Catching you red handed. Did you seriously think I didn't know where you worked?"

"Red handed- Emilie I'm working because we have NO HOME. We have to sleep in that house with that old dude that smells like rotting cheese and cat piss!"

"Yeah OK except for the fact that I got you a job interview to the place across the street which pays twice as much as this dump and will treat you so much better. And seriously I have a pretty good relationship with the owner. I'm pretty sure I can actually bribe you win there if the interview went bad."

"I'm sorry, but I decline." Emma said, standing up and walking over to her. "Now get out so I can do my job Emilie."

"No. Just tell me why you got a job here. I just want to truth. Like if you're into this I'm cool with that."

"No I'm not into this! I just.... UGH! I'll tell you later okay? Just leave, please!"

Emilie nodded "also, you have a customer outside." She left.

She rolled her eyes and closed the door. "Sorry about that Lotor."

"No no, it's alright. I understand it's family matters." He said, smiling at her.

Keith left the building. If she wanted to be a hoe. Then let her. But something about the way Lotor spoke to her seemed off, like he was grooming her. He didn't care. If she wanted his help she would ask for it. If she didn't then she wasn't worth his time.


Lance woke up on the couch in the break room, yawning.

Pidge joined him and game him some coffee, sipping hers.

"Thanks." He held it and took a a few sips, smiling and sighing. "Hey wanna know something funny? I have a WEIRD dream last night that you were actually a GIRL."

Pidge laughed "really? Weird."

He laughed and nodded. "Yeah! It was so weird!"

"What happened in your dream?" Pidge asked.

"Well I had hugged you and felt boobs on your chest and I kinda freaked out."

He nodded "Yah. That would be pretty awkward."

"Hehehehe yeah..."

"You know would be even weirder?"

"What?"

"If I asked you on a date."

He chuckled and ruffled his hair. "At least it was a dream. I'd feel a bit weird if you did."

"Do you?" Pidge sipped his coffee.

"Huh?"

"Go on a date." He asked.

"With you?"

"Yah."

"Sorry dude, I don't lean that way." He chuckled kinda awkwardly.

"I didn't know you're gay."

"I'm not gay." He said, blinking.

"Dude, I'm saying that it wasn't a dream."

His eyes widened and he looked down at her chest, eyes widening more. "whaaaAAT?"

Pidge did not look like a girl.

Lance suddenly hugged her and blushed hard. "Jesus Christ...."

She looked up at him "what?"

"You ARE a girl?!"

"Yah. What about it." She rested her head on his chest in annoyance.

He blushed and couldn't move. "U-um..... About that date..."

"Yah?"

"I would like to...."

She smiled "wow, Okay."

Lance looked at her. "Really??" (0/////0)

She nodded "Yah."

He smiled and hugged her tight again. "Alright!"

She looked up at him and set her coffee down.

He drank the rest of his and set the empty cup down.

"Where do you want to go?"

"I'm not sure."

She shrugged "maybe we should get drinks? We always do."

"S-sure!"

She downed the rest of her coffee and licked her lips. "Alright, let's go."

She went in and let Allura know what was going on before they went to the bar.


Allura watched her leave and went back to her work on her computer.

Shiro stood outside her room, on guard.

Allura eyed his jacket that he let her use as a pillow, blushing softly. She got up and opened her door. "Shiro, a word if you please."

He entered her room.

"Thank you for lending me this for my rest. But next time whatever I say, you follow. Alright?" She said, handing him his jacket.

He nodded "yes ma'am."

She looked at him for a second then took out a handkerchief, licked a little spot and wiped some dirt off his cheek.

He closed an eye over by the handkerchief "thanks."

She nodded and set it down. "Could you please get me a coffee while I do my work?"

He nodded and went to make her favorite.

She sat at her computer and began to do her work when she got an email. "Hm?"

It was from Hunk! Apparently the ginger didn't lie when Lance asked if she and the brunette set the warehouse on fire. It was just the ginger who did the deed.

Allura sighed and responded back lazily.

The sweet smell of coffee reached her nose.

She sighed and smiled, looking up.

Shiro came in and delivered the beverage. A drink made by a hot man.

She took it and sipped from it. "Ahh~ Thank you, Shiro."

He nodded and went back to his post. That sigh she made was so cute!!! He smiled a bit and felt his hand go to his pocket with a pack of smokes.

It had one left.

He looked at Allura "hey, I'm gonna go take a smoke, alright?"

"Alright."

He smiled and went out to the back and lit his last cig.

She was always so nice to him.

He puffed out and blushed a bit. And her sleeping face is so peaceful....

He rested his head against the wall and smiled.

There was a soft tap on his shoulder, Allura standing in the doorway.

He looked at her "hey Boss."

She took out a box of cigarettes, slipped one out and gave him the rest. "Mind if I join you?"

He took it "any time." He smiled.

She lit her cigarette and took a deep breath, sucking in and then softly blowing it out.

"How's Coran?"

She frowned slightly, looking down a bit. "Still in a coma... The doctors haven't said much but are trying their best..."

He frowned "I'm sorry to hear that."

She took a little puff and sighed. "I just want him to wake up. He's the only family I have left."

Shiro put a hand on her shoulder in a comforting manner.

She jumped slightly and looked at him in the corner of her eyes, blushing softly.

He kissed her head softly.

She blushed a bit more and looked up at him.

"Things will get better, we just need to wait."

She nodded slowly and looked away.

He frowned and put out his cigarette.

She grabbed his hand and held it on her shoulder. "I just hope he wakes up soon..."

Shiro nodded "I know. And when he does.... drinks on me."

She chuckled slightly, wiping her eyes.

He smiled slightly. "It'll be alright."

Allura gave him a nod.

He rubbed her back "every thing will be okay."

She nodded again and looked away, dropping the butt of her cigarette and stepping on it.

He held the door for her.

She went inside, sighing softly.

He went in after her.

She seemed a little off. Allura went to her room and closed the door, sighing and taking off her tie. "Man... this shirt feels too tight." She said, beginning to unbutton it.

Shiro was on the other side and blushed a bit.

'Open the door... Take a peak... "Accidentally" wall in.... DO IT.'

He didn't. He respected her.

Allura suddenly yelped, the sound of her falling over and something else falling over, possibly glass, shattering.

Shiro opened the door.

Allura had apparently slipped and fell over, hopping to grab something to catch herself but took hold of a vase instead of her bedpost, on the ground with her shirt completely unbuttoned, showing her bright blue bra.

He went over to help her up.

She stood up and closed her shirt, gripping it. "S-sorry about that, Shiro."

He nodded and didn't look at her chest, being as respectful as possible.

But it was also hard to not look. They were HUGE! Maybe a size D or DD?

He went to get a broom and dustpan.

Allura went into her closet and closed the door to change.

He went in again and cleaned up the pot before leaving.

Allura had left the closet already, looking around the kitchen for a quick snack.

There were some almond and wight chocolate chip cookies.

"Ooo!" She picked one up and ate it. Sooo goooodddd.

She picked up two more and headed Back to her room.

And there Shiro stood guard. Like the good dog he is.

She smiled and walked over opening her door to go in but stopped, then looked at him. "Why don't you go rest tonight. You've done a swell job protecting me."

He nodded "yes ma'am" and went to his quarters.

She looked so beautiful in the night gown...

He blushed a bit and changed.


Emilie sighed and looked at the next house for her to clean. Why did Emma have to work at such a trashy place? She drove to the house, gripping the wheel. "If she wants to be a tart, she doesn't have to lie." She was so strange and secretive. She knew that Emma has secrets, and she respected that. But when she asks where her friend works she would like the truth. She got her stuff and knocked in the door.

There was no answer.

She frowned and looked at the message. "First the mafia, then my friend lies to my face and now this. I better not be out of prescription."

"Out of town. Be back in a few days."

She sighed and went back to her car to find it gone. She groaned and sat on the curb. Just. F**king. Peachy. She ran her fingers through her hair and stood, picked up her bag and began to walk. What was even the point?

Her phone began to vibrate from a call.

It was Hunk.

She didn't recognize the number and got into character "Howdy! This is Emilie, how can I help you?" She didn't sound like she was having a bad day in the slightest.

"Hey Emilie, it's Hunk. I was wondering if you're not doing much right now if you'd like to go out to dinner?"

"I would love to but I'm like, 20 miles away from my apartment and I can't find my car. It's gonna take a few hours to walk home."

"What street are you on? I'll come get you."

"Backers."

"Alright."

She sighed "see you later."

Hunk hung up and got into his car, heading to her destination.

She stood under a lamppost and waited.

Within 10 minutes, Hunk zoomed up and stopped. The door opened and he smiled slightly. "Long day at work huh?"

She nodded and got in "thanks for the ride."

"No problem." He smiled and started the engine, quickly speeding off. "Oh yeah, quick question. How good are you with aiming and shooting a rifle?"

"It's hard for me to hold a rifle. But I'm a dead shot with a hand gun."

"Perfect." He handed her two pistols as the ceiling of the car slid open slowly. "Because I'm gonna need you to take out the guys following us."

She nodded and put on a mask and hoodie and began to shoot out of the skylight.

There was two cars following with men shooting at them with pistols and rifles as well as men on motorbikes shooting at them. "How are you holding up??" Hunk yelled to her, speeding up a bit more.

She began to shoot "everything's fine!"

"Okay- SH*T HOLD ON!" He turned the wheel and took a sudden sharp turn left.

She moved violently and shot a motorist in the head.

The motorbike suddenly crashed, the guy in the back going straight into a wall.

Hunk looked behind them and then in front of them, eyes widening. "DUCK!"

She ducked back into the car.

He took a sharp turn right and the car went over the edge of a highway under construction.

She screamed and hit the side.

Hunk unbuckled Emilie and shoved her out, landing in a HUGE pile of leaves as the car lands upside down, crashing with Hunk still inside.

She got up and scrambled to the car "HUNK!"

There was gasoline spilling from part of the car.

She pulled at his she broke the window and crawled inside after him.

He had a gash on his forehead and looked limp, but breathing.

She tried to get him out of the car.

The seat belt was keeping him there. And it was starting to smoke up in there.

She undid the seat belt and dragged him out.

He was bleeding badly from his forehead.

She took him a good distance and put pressure to the wound, using whatever cloth was on her over it.

Hunk groaned slightly, opening his eyes a bit. "W-wha...."

Emilie was over him putting pressure on his head.

"Em-ilie?"

She looked at him "oh my gosh you're alive."

He smiled weakly and chuckled. "Why.... wouldn't I b-be?"

Her hands and arms trembled "it's going to be okay." She muttered, more to herself than to him.

He then began to try to sit up.

Man did his head hurt.

"O-oww..."

"H-hey, y-you should p-probably lay d-down."

He sat up and leaned against a tree, right as the car bursted into flames.

She sat next to him and began to make makeshift bandages.

He looked at her slightly and chuckled, feeling light headed from blood loss. "Y-you're pretty, Emilie..."

She released a shaky breath began to wrap him up.

He smiled and held her hand, looking kind of out of it.

She looked at him, panicking.

The way he held her hand was oddly reassuring.

She began to stop hyperventilating. She pulled her hand away and finished with his head.

He smiled at her.

Aww. She was tending his wound like a little nurse.

"Hehehehe... You're cUte!"

She looked at him "ssssshhhhh. You're delusional."

"No I NOT. You Preeeeetty!"

She brushed his hair out of his face and shook her head "you need to save your strength."

"I..... I don NEEEEED to! Mmmmy name SAYS it all!~" He sang, flopping over.

She sighed and rubbed her temples. "Gosh, he's going mad."

He chuckled and put a hand on her leg. "IIIIIII LIKE YOOOOOOU!~"

She looked at him "Yah, you're crazy."

"No I not!"

She frowned "im going to call for an ambulance, Okay?

"Aaaaalright chap!"

She called for an ambulance.

The ambulance came and took them away.


Keith was looking at his paperwork. Nothing much excited but some people he needed to take care of. That bar's business card sat at his desk. He looked at it. Should he go see her and try and convince her? He dropped it. If that's what she wanted, he wasn't going to Change that. But she didn't want it. She even said so but she still worked there! He shrugged. He would give her one more shot and if the turned it down, he would be out of her hair FOREVER.

Emma was just finishing up a dance with a guy who just turned 21.

She got a phone call.

She looked and answered it. "Hello?"

"Hey Emma, this is Keith."

"Ah, Keith. What can I do for ya?"

"Hey, I just found a place with an opening. It's at this place called 'the Old Spaghetti Factory. And it has pretty good pay."

"Old spaghetti factory?"

"Yah, it's a restaurant."

"Never heard of it."

"It's a pretty nice place. You should check it out."

"Alright, I'll check it out later. Why don't you come over and have a Sherlly Temple?"

"Nah. Some of the workers kept trying to get laid with me."

"They won't try again if you hang around me, Keith. Trust me okay?"

"I really don't want to go."

"Please?" She asked, suddenly sounding odd. Like she was anxious.

He sighed "fine."

Emma ended the call and sighed, looking at herself in a mirror with teary eyes.

Keith knocked on her door.

She sighed and opened the door, holding an ice pack to her right eye, wearing her outfit for work.


Keith entered the room and shut the door "what happened?"

"Drunk customer thought it was a good idea to grind on me from behind. Then when I tried to get away from him he just nailed me in the face, calling me a whore and a slut for leading him on. -sigh- But hey it's done and over with." She muttered the last part, looking into her mirror and taking the ice pack off.

Keith went over to her stuff and threw her clothes to her. "Get dressed, you're leaving."

She caught them and nodded, going behind a decorated screen and changing.

He packed up the rest of her stuff as she did so.

She came out wearing some pants and a hoodie, holding the ice pack to her eye as she looked down quietly.

He smiled a bit "Don't worry, it's all going to be over soon."

She blushed softly and looked away again, picking up her packed bag.

He opened the door for her.

She left with him, sitting in the front seat quietly.

He started his car and pulled a dress out and handed it to her. "For your interview."

"But my... Okay." She sighed and held it, looking at it for a little bit.

He glanced at her "what is it?"

"Won't they see the bruise and just not even accept me?"

"There's also a vail back there too."

"Huh..." She picked it up and put it on, looking in the mirror.

It covered her bruise.

"You have a surprising good taste in fashion."

He smiled a bit "why thank you."

She smiled a bit back and took off the veil.

"It also won't hurt tell her your story."

Emma sighed and looked away. "Why should I?"

"Because she was in a very similar situation before she became manager."

"I'll.... Try."


Time skip to interview.


The manager looked at Emma's resume "w-well, e-e-everything s-seems t-t-t-to ch-ch-check O-out." Said the pale and thin girl before Emma.

She nodded. "T-thank you."

Clone looked back at Emma "s-so wh-why d-did y-you l-leave y-your o-old e-establishment?"

She sighed shakily and explained what happened , taking off the veil.

She nodded and put her hand on Emma's "do you think that you could handle being a hostess?"

Emma took a slight breathe and nodded. "Yeah. I'll try my best."

Clone smiled a bit "you s-start m-Monday."

"Thank you." She smiled and shook her hand, putting the veil back on and walking out, and headed to the car when she stopped.

What was that smell? It came from the restaurant. Fresh homemade sourdough bread.

Her mouth began to water and she shivered. She LOVED sourdough bread.

Keith was waiting for her.

She went back inside and came back out with some bread then got in the car.

"You look happy."

"Cause I got me some sourdough bread!" (>w<) She showed him the bread, the fresh smell filling the car.

He smiled "did you get it? The job, I mean."

She nodded. "Yeah! I start Monday!"

He pat her head "that's great, I knew you could do it."

Emma's cheeks slowly turned pink from the head pat.

"Is there anywhere you want to go?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is there anywhere you want to go before I drop you off?"

"O-oh..." She said, sounding a little sad as she looked away. "Um.... N-nothing that I have in mind."

He nodded and began to drive "I'm glad that you're going to work at My favorite restaurant."

"W-what?" Her eyes widened and she looked to him.

"How else would I be close to the manager?"

She shrugged. "Because of your current job?" She asked almost honestly and awkwardly.

"That's how we met, but the food is delicious."

She nodded and looked out the window, propping her head up on her hand as they drove on the long highway. "Actually.... I would like to try something fun and exciting."

He nodded "and that is?"

Emma shrugged, shifting away slightly in her seat. "What is fun around here that people like to go to and do?"

" bungee jumping."

"Okay." She said, looking forward.

He pulled over to an abandoned overpass. "Wanna go?"

She swallowed and nodded. "Y-yeah."

He looked at her " you don't have to if you don't want to."

"N-no no! I do! I really would love to!" She said quickly, looking back at him.

He nodded and had her stand on the ledge while securing the bungee around her legs.

She felt her cheeks grow hot when he suddenly tightened it making her squeak.

He pulled away. "Alright, jump when you're ready."

She nodded and jump, letting out a scream and laughter. She got so close to the ground before getting getting yanked back up. Emma laughter's echoed up to Keith, loud and happy.

Keith smiled, happy that she was actually having fun.

She came back up, panting and still giggling. "I haven't done something that exciting since I was a kid!"

He smiled "I'm glad you did."

"Why don't you try it?" She asked, standing up.

He shrugged "I just need to see you having fun to satisfy me."

She blushed and looked away.

He got the chords together and put them in the trunk.

Emma watched him and then just stood on the edge, looking out to the city scape. It was so beautiful at night.

With the sound of guns in the distance.

Guns?!

Then a car drive over an unfinished overpass with a girl screaming.

Emma gasped and watched, stumbling backwards. "W-what the hell!"

Keith looked over "must have been a gang fight."

Emma squinted slightly and watched, eyes widening when an ambulance came. "It's Hunk and Emilie!"

He ran over to her "You serious?!"

"Yes! And Hunk is getting into the ambulance on a stretcher!"

He ran us fingers through his hair. "What were they doing?!"

"I-I don't know but-" The car that Emilie and Hunk got out of suddenly bursted into flames.

"Thank goodness they weren't in there."

She nodded and looked to Keith, noticing how tense he looked.

He gripped the railing so hard his knuckles were white.

Emma put her hand on his and gently removed it from the railing, holding it.

He looked at her.

She gave him a slight smile, cheeks softly dusted pink. "Everything will be okay."

He nodded "thanks."

She nodded and hesitantly let go off his hand, looking away.

He turned around "let's go."

"Y-yeah." She got into his car and sat silently. 'Why did you do that?! Why did you take his hand like that?! He's gonna think you were flirting!!!'

He started it up and drove her home.

During the drive, Emma opened up her bag and took some pills again, this time instead of them being three little white pills, they were three large red capsules.

Keith assumed they were her prescription.

But after she's took them, she seemed to scoot away from him, crossing her legs and avoiding eye contact.

Man was he hot when mad. She gripped her dress skirt slightly, feeling her anxiety build up.

Keith pulled up to a stop light, a block away from her apartment complex.

What was up with this guy? She wasn't paying attention, just looking down at her skirt she was gripping.

He looked at her "You Okay?"

She jumped and looked at him. "What- O-oh! I'm here! T-thank you."

He nodded "we're here."

Emma got up and grabbed her bag and then the bread, exiting awkwardly. Then before closing the door she leaned back down. "Could I... Have your number? Just in case I need someone to talk to if Emilie isn't around."

Keith nodded "Can I see your hand?"

She swallowed and hesitantly held her hand out.

He wrote his number on her palm.

She blushed and looked away. Her hand was trembling.

He smiled "see you later?"

She nodded and pulled her hand away once he finished. "Y-yeah."

He then drove off.

She watched him drive off before her phone rang. It was Emilie. "H-hello?"

"Hey Emma, I'm not going to be home for a bit."

"Yah, i'm going to be in the hospital for a day or two. One of my lenses broke and the glass puncture the skin around my eye. Doctor said I was lucky I didn't lose it and that I'm not blind."

"That's good. How's Hunk?"

"He has a concussion."

"Oh my... I'm so sorry

"It's alright, we're just lucky that he's not gone."

"Right..."

"What about you?"

"I..... Got a new job at a restaurant and... Got someone's number." She said, smiling to herself as she entered the apartment.

"I am so proud of you! It was about time you left that dump. How did you even wind up there anyway?"

"I've worked there for years, ever since I was 15."

"..... Emma do you know what the legal age to work at a place is?"

"Yeah I know.... But you know me, I have connections I shouldn't have."

"why did you start working there?" Emilie asked seriously.

She sighed. "Because I.... Was asked to."

" i'm going to tell you to do something that's very important and I need you to do a detail by detail. Okay?"

"Okay."

" I need you to write down all of the things that have happened to you while you have worked there and before that. Anything abusive or sexual that you were not OK with. And you need to put down as many names as you can. We're going to run that far to the ground and further until it's not even remembered in history."

"I..... I'll do that later."

There was a sigh of relief on the other line. "And on that note, where's is your new job? I bet they have awesome food."

"Old Spaghetti Factory."

"No. Way. That place is awesome! Oh let's hope that you get to take home leftovers!"

She chuckled. "I got some sourdough bread."

"Yasssss! Some of the best bread in the universe! I'm pretty sure they also have French bread too!"

"I'll see you later. I need sleep."

"Later!"


Hunk laid on a hospital bed, an IV in his hand and a mask giving him some better air.

Emilie sighed and looked over at him from the other side of the room. His words ringing in her ears.

"You're prEEEEtty!"

She made a fist. Why did he have to be like that? She looked over at him before getting up and going to the bathroom, taking her IV stand with her. She looked in the mirror at the wound around her eye. How was he able to say that even with the wound? She shook her head. He was delusional. He still had the old picture of her in his head before he said so. He probably can even see her clearly.

Hunk groaned suddenly, shifting in his bed.

Emilie left the bathroom and walked over to him and looked.

His eyes opened.

She sat down next to him and watched. "Hey Hunk."

He looked at her and blinked. "W-who are you?"

"I-it's me, Emilie."

He tilted his head. "I'm sorry I don't know an Emilie."

She nodded "we were in a car crash together... I saved your life?"

He made a face. "I.... I-I'm sorry I don't remember how I got here..."

"I called an ambulance." She said trying to not let her emotions take over.

Gosh. What was wrong with her eye. It looks like it's twice and oozing out blood. So gross. He sat up slowly. "I'm sorry, I don't know who you are."

"That's fine, just keep in mind, we were friends before this." She smiled a bit.

He nodded and looked at his hands. "As a matter of fact... Who am I?"

She looked at him "your name is Hunk and you work for a woman named Allura. She's coming down to visit you tomorrow."

He sighed and took the mask off, holding his face. "W-what happened to me?"

She looked at his face. "We were in a car chase and we drove off an unfinished overpass where we barely got out of the car before it blew up."

He looked like he was thinking hard.

"I'm sorry."

"AGH!" Hunk suddenly held his head that to him was pulsating horribly. His heart monitor went up and began to beep quickly.

Emilie got up and ran to the hallway and yelled "nurse!"

A nurse came over and her eyes widened, rushing off to get a doctor.

She turned to look at Hunk. "It's gonna be okay."

He kept yelling and trying to get away. The pain must have been that bad...

She ran over to him unsure of what to do, she tickled his arm.

He shuddered and slowly stopped trying to get away. "E-Emilie?"

She nodded "yah?"

His eyes teared up and he pulled her into a hug.

She hugged him back, feeling as if she was getting swallowed in him. He was so warm. She smiled a bit and looked up at him "Hunk?"

"Yes?" He looked down at her, eyes tearing up as the doctors left, seeing as he was now calm.

"What happened?" She asked confused.

"I-I don't know... I couldn't remember but then the way you tickled my arm.... Woke me in a way."

She smiled a bit "I'm just glad you're back."

He blushed and pulled away from her slightly, looking down at her.

She sat next to him "what is it?"

He looked away, blushing more. "Y-your.... not wearing a b-bra..."

She nodded "well, Yah. It's a hospital gown. You're in one too."

He looked down and blushed even more, fixing it.

She looked away, giving him privacy.

He fixed it and went back to his bed, still blushing and not looking at her.

She looked back to him "is there something on your mind, you're.... quiet."

"I-I'm good."

She nodded "okayyy. I'm gonna go to my bed, alright?"

He nodded. "When do we get to leave?"

"I don't know." She said softly before going to the bed next to his and climbed onto it.

Hunk nodded.

She got one last look at him before pulling on a blanket and going to sleep.

Hunk sighed and face palmed himself. "You idiot... First the chase, then you forgot everything, NOW even after all those tries to tell her how you feel and you STILL can't do it..."

Her body was facing him. A perfect time to practice.

He swallowed. "Emilie I... I... You um..."

She breathed softly, her mouth open a bit.

Hunk got up slowly and reached for her face but stopped and shook his head, going back to his bed.

The light from the street lamps hit them, being the only thing to light the dark room, his shadow running over her bed. The whole world seemed to be still.


A deaf girl looked across her hospital room to a man with tubes hooked up to him, keeping him alive. He has been in a coma for 3 years.

His hair had grown and he looked ill. His breathing was very faint and slow, the heart monitor beeping regularly.

She only had one question though. How can someone's hair be that orange?

There was NO way someone's hair could be that naturally orange.

She was just in awe.

He looked beautiful.

She went over and touched his mustache.

IT WAS SO. FREAKING. SOFT!

She kept touching it. How was this even possible? It was as soft as a new born baby's hair!!! She wanted to rub her cheek against it. She should do it... She did it. SO SOOOOFT!~ She grinned and pulled away.

His heart monitor began to beep a little faster, his body twitching.

She went over to her dashboard and pushed the button for a nurse.

A nurse came in and she gasped. He was waking up!

Uresia watched, all of the hustle around her silent.

A doctor and another nurse came in, watching him wake and beginning to ask him questions. He suddenly saw Uresia and blinked.

A girl with dark skin and curly black hair was watching him.

He's seen her before.... But where? Something about a case.

He groaned and tried to sit up but was gently pushed back down by a nurse. "Please don't move just yet, Mr. Koran. We need to take out some tubes."

What... happened?

They finished taking the tubes out as a nurse called up Allura. It was a day of celebration.


Time skip!


Uresia watched Koran be with his family.

Allura was in tears when she saw him doing well.

She found it interesting.

Why was she crying?

To her, it was like watching a movie on mute.

He kept eyeing her.

She just watched him like a weirdo.

Once Allura and everyone else left he looked to her, waving.

She waved back.

"So how long have you been watching me?" He asked with words.

She pointed to her self made a line across her neck and then made the sign for hear. 'I can't hear.'

"O-oh! Umm..." Koran thought for a bit then signed back. 'Sorry, I didn't know. I was asking how long you have watched me.'

She signed back "for a week, that's how long I've been here."

He made a face and signed, sitting up. "Why?"

She sighed "there isn't much to do here. The TV's useless to me and they only have magazines. Read through those in half a day."

"I'm sorry. Maybe once I get out you would like to hang around?"

She nodded with a smile. "I would love to."

His cheeks turned pink and he nodded, shakily signing, "A-Awesome!"

She smiled even wider "by the way, how do you get your hair so Orange."

"Oh, it's all natural."

Her jaw dropped "no way."

He nodded.

"That's cool."

He blushed and sighed to her. "You're very beautiful."

She blushed and couldn't move her hands and mouthed "thank you."

He smiled and sighed, "My name is Koran. What is yours?"

She smiled back "your name is pretty fun too."

He blushed and chuckled. "Where are you from?"

She thought for a bit "I can't remember. I just know that it's dark."

He frowned slightly. "So you're an orphan?"

She nodded "yes. My parents probably didn't want me because I am deaf."

He motioned for her to come over and sit on the edge of the bed.

She nodded and did so.

He sighed and then began to sign to her. "I think they were blind. You're so beautiful and seem like a very nice woman. I wouldn't understand why they wouldn't want you."

She smiled a bit. "They probably wanted a child with all 5 senses." She signed.

"If I had a child I wouldn't care if they had no senses. I would love them either way."

"Then they'd be one lucky kid."

"If you need a place to stay, you can stay with me if you'd like."

"If you need a place to stay, you can stay with me if you'd like."

Her eyes watered "I would like that very much, thank you."

"No problem, Uresia."

She hugged him.

He jumped slightly and hugged her back, blushing.

She cried softly, letting the tears flow.

He held her and gently rubbed her back.

How could a man be so kind? All the other men she's met have been... Horrible. She sniffed and hid her face in his shoulder. That included her father. Well, adopted father.

He pulled away slightly and picked up a tissue, wiping her tears away then signed, "Amazing... You're even beautiful when you cry."

More came and she couldn't help but smile as she wiped them away.

She opened her mouth and tried to speak, sounding incredibly tone deaf and like she hardly ever speaks out loud. "Thank you."

He chuckled and signed one word. "Cute."

She blushed and hid her face.

Little did they know that they were being watched by Lance and Pidge who had come late to see Coran.

He smiled and chuckled. "Very beautiful and very cute." He signed.

But they were outside the door, and only Lance could see through the window.

Uresia looked away out of embarrassment. Koran was playing all of the right cards for her.

And he wasn't even trying!

Lance's jaw dropped. "How does he do it?!"

Pidge looked at Lance "do what?"

Uresia tried to start up a conversation, her hands shaking.

Lance looked down at Pidge. "Koran is flirting with a damsel and she's clearly falling for him! How?!"

Koran took her hands and signed, "Why so nervous?"

Pidge looked at the window "no way! How can he? He hasn't even been awake for a day!"

Uresia signed back "I don't know. You're the first person in a long time to actually see me as a fellow individual."

He looked down at her. "Wanna see?" He asked her.

Koran smiled. "Well then I'm glad to be your first."

Pidge nodded "Yah!"

Uresia smiled back and scooted closer to him.

Lance took and peak and his eyes widened. "Oooo She got closer!!!" Then, he suddenly put his arms around her and lifted her up. 'He was so strong!!!!'

Koran blushed a bit and smiled, hands going into his lap.

Pidge gasped at what she was seeing.

Uresia pecked Coran's cheek.

"She kissed his cheek!" Pidge exclaimed.

Uresia pulled away with a smile.

His jaw dropped. "No freaking way!"

Koran swallowed and leaned in, kissing her cheek.

"She kissed his cheek!" Pidge exclaimed.

Uresia pulled away with a smile.

His jaw dropped. "No freaking way!"

Koran swallowed and leaned in, kissing her cheek.

"He just kissed hers!" Pidge said with bug eyes.

Uresia then took his hand and kissed his lips.

Lance's eyes widened. "No freaking way!" He put Pidge down and looked.

His eyes widened and he blushed, heart racing. Koran held her hand softly.

"What's happening?!" Pidge asked.

Uresia rubbed his thumb with hers and felt her face heat up.

Lance just watched. "No wayyyyyy!"

His hand trailed up her arm and caressed her cheek.

"What?! What is it?!" Pidge asked jumping to see.

Uresia pulled away surprised by herself.

Lance chuckled and took out his phone, recording. "Oh man, Allura is gonna get a kick outta this!"

Koran was surprised too. He raised his hands shakily and signed to her. "I-I um... That was..."

Pidge frowned and stopped speaking.

Uresia nodded "wow." It was like a spark of electricity flew between them.

Lance stopped and looked back down at Pidge, frowning. "I um... S-sorry."

Koran swallowed and lifted her hand, planting a soft kiss on it.

She nodded "it's fine."

Uresia blushed even more and stared at him.

Koran blushed and looked away.

Lance gave her his phone to see the video.

Pidge watched, unable to believe what she was seeing.

Koran kisses this woman!!!

She looked up at Lance "he's a sly dog."

"I wish I could do that..." Lance muttered, blushing.

She looked up at him "why's that?"

"Huh? I didn't say anything!" He said quickly, blushing more.

She shrugged "Alright." His face was red. He was eyeing her. He said he wish he could..... He LIKES her?! She nearly dropped the phone. How is this possible?"

"We should head back to the office." Lance said, taking his phone and putting it in a pocket inside his suit. They walked to their car and got in. He started up the car and began to drive to the office.

She sat in shotgun. How could he like her past all of her defenses? It was full proof!

"Hey Pidge?"

She looked at him "Yah?"

"If.... Someone liked you who's known you for several years came to you and confessed feelings for you, what would you say back?

" honestly it would depend on who they are in our relationship. Your phone rather close to them I would be open to try something out."

Lance nodded and blushed softly, looking forward.

"Now If say, my partner asked, I'd be okay with it."

He blushed more. "T-then...."

She looked at him.

"Would you.... Maybe...."

"Yah, I'd be up to it."

Lance suddenly stopped the car and looked to her. "R-really??" His eyes and whole face lit up.

She shrugged "why not?"

Lance began to blush more and nodded, starting to drive again.

The car was awkward.

When Lance looked into his rear view mirror then took a right instead of a left to their destination, he began to speed a bit, looking serious.

Pidge looked over her shoulder.

It was a black van with a purple symbol on it. It's Lotor's!!!

She growled and grabbed her gun.

"Don't shoot yet." Lance said, speeding up a bit more and running a Yellow light, two more of Lotor's vans coming out from alleyways. "Okay yeah start shooting." (0-0)

She nodded and smirked and opened the roof and began to shoot the windshields.

The van windows didn't get bullet holes in them. Not even any dents!

She pulled back in "ITS NO USE!"

"No freaking way...."

"It's like I'm not firing!"

"Shooooot!" Lance grit his teeth and pressed down on the gas hard.

Pidge got back up and shot the Van's tires.

They didn't bust!

Lance pulled Pidge back down as they started firing at them, Lance making a sharp turn left.

She yelped and tried to think of what she could do.

Lance looked at the vans in the mirrors to see they were gaining on them. "Crap crap crap!" He began to do a zig-zag driving onto streets, trying to loose them.

Pidge rolled down her window and broke a set of beer bottles on the ground for the Van.

They just drove over them like nothing.

"PIDGE! JUMP OUT OF THE CAR!" Lance said suddenly unbuckling both of them as the car headed for a large tree.

Pidge nodded and jumped out.

Lance jumped out as well, the car crashing. He got up and ran over to Pidge, helping her up as the vans cornered them, men coming out with guns pointed at them. "DROP YOUR WEAPONS!"

Pidge put her hands up and dropped them.

Lance, on the other hand, raised his gun and pointed it at them.

A round of shots fired at him, 13 bullets hitting him in his chest and gut. He fell back and coughed up blood, panting and wheezing hard.

Pidge turned to him "Lance!" She cried going to his side.

He laid with his eyes half closed, arms wrapped around his gut and chest, trying to add pressure to the holes. "P-Pidge..."

She joined him as the guards got closer "y-Yah?"

He wheezed and chuckled weakly signing, "Run" to her as he sat up and tossed two grenades at the group, all of their eyes widening.

She shook her head "not without you."

He grit his teeth and stood, shoving her away with a sudden unbelievable strength as the little bombs exploded, killing all the men as Lance fell over and about two feet away from the explosion.

She hit the ground but refused to leave him.

He was already on the ground, panting and wheezing hard, 13 holes in his back from the bullets exiting him.

She went over and tried to take him with her.

He slowly and shakily stood up, limping and weakly walking alongside her, before looking his balance and falling onto the soft grass.

She tried to drag him somewhere safe to help him.

"P-Pidge! S... St-stop... Do-n't move me... a-anymore."

She nodded and stopped and began to tear his shirt off literally.

His chest was nice... But full of holes from the bullets and bleeding badly.

And she did everything she could to stop him from bleeding out.

"H-hehehe... What a r-ush...."

"It's not over yet."

"Ngh!" Lance tensed up when Pidge touched a would near his collar bone, making him tense up and tense even more. "AGH!"

She looked at him "Lance, it's going to be alright.

He relaxed finally, panting slightly and looking up to her. "Yeah..... Now that you're by my side taking care of me." (^w^)

She shook her head "Lance, this isn't a time to fool around." She said and began to tear his shirt

He grabbed one of her wrists. "N-no... Really.... I-I mean it..."

She looked at him surprised and began to wrap him up. "Thanks."

Lance frowned slightly and laid down, letting go off her wrists and looking to the side.

She picked up one of his hands and kissed his knuckle.

Lance looked to her, blushing hard.

Pidge set his hand down and and finished with his chest, tending when a shadow lay over them. Lotor.

He chuckled. "Well well well, isn't this a sight...." Lotor smirked darkly, hands in his pockets.

Lance grit his teeth and sat up. "Y-you... Damn B-BASTARD-"

"Ah ah ah, I would keep that mouth shut if I were you." He said, smirk going away as he pointed a gun at Pidge's head, looking like he was gonna pull the trigger any second.

She froze and sat there, not wanting to be shot.

Lance glared at him, frowning.

Lotor chuckled. "Good job. Now, I have a little game I'd like to play-" He suddenly grabbed Pidge and lifted her up, holding her close to him as he held the gun to her head. "A simple game... All you have to do is save dear Pidge before you bleed out. You save her, I will let her go this once."

Lance's eyes widened and he looked at Pidge, going pale a bit.

Pidge struggled and tried to pull his hand around her neck down a bit so she could breathe.

Lotor walked over to a bridge and shoved Pidge off. "NOOO!" Lance's eyes widened and he got up weakly, running over and jumping after her. Lotor rolled his eyes and shot him in the back then simply walked away.

Lance flinched and his vision began to go blurry. 'T-this is it- Wait NO!'

"PIDGE!" He reaches for her hand and pulled her into him, turning them in mid-air so his back was the first thing to make contact with the large lake.

She made it to the surface. And land was not too far away.

She began to swim to the shore not knowing that Lotor was watching.

He always seemed to be.

Something about Pidge didn't seem right with him. He never actually seemed that masculine for such a dangerous job.

Lotor thought about it then grinned. 'Oh.... That makes sense. Perfect sense~' He thought to himself with a grin.

He could use this to his advantage. After all, no woman has ever denied him before.

He chuckled and got into another van that was hidden and drove off.

Lance laid on the hidden beach area next to Pidge, not moving.

Pidge didn't know what to do and began to do CPR of all things.

His body jerked slightly and he gave a violent cough, water being hacked up as he turned to his side.

She cried "my gosh you're alive."

He painted hard and wheezed, gripping the grass.

Pidge rubbed his back.

"Agh!" He tensed up and pulled away slightly, back bleeding from the new wound.

She looked at it and took her shirt off to help with it.

Lance blushed and looked away quickly.

Pidge took care of his new wound.

"P-Pidge I..."

"Y-Yah?"

He sighed and turned around, caressing her cheek with a wet hand and softly kissed her.

She sat there for a bit before kissing him back.

He pulled away slowly and turned his head to the side, coughing up blood and suddenly flopping onto her lap, coughing harder and hacking up more.

She rubbed his back and put pressure over the bullet wound. She needed to make a call.

But wait... Her phone... IT WAS GONE! Did it fall in the water- no...

Lotor took it when he grabbed her!

She groaned and cried out, hoping someone would hear her "HELP! MY FRIEND IS INJURED!"

It was silent.

She looked around and then back to Lance before looking over at the free way they came off of and began to loose it.

Lance coughed and looked at her. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "Pidge, c-calm down!"

Pidge looked at him and cried into him. That she couldn't do more. In her mind, he wasn't going to make it.

He frowned and held her, felling her trembling in his arms. "Pidge.... I promise I'll make it..... For you."

She sobbed harder into him, making a fist against his chest.

Lance sighed and lifted her head, softly kissing her lips.

Pidge soon calmed down and pulled away.

"Better?" He asked softly, wiping some tears from her cheeks.

She nodded "y-Yah."

He smiled softly, holding her close.

She returned the embrace "thanks Lance."

"No prob," he smiled and kissed her cheek.

She looked down "the next time I see Lotor I'll give him what he's ask'n for."

He chuckled and kissed her softly. "Just calm down and help me up. I see a street up there." He said, pointing to a road.

She nodded and stood and helped him up.

He put an arm around her shoulders and limped to the road with her. 'So... dizzy...'

"We're almost there."

He nodded slowly, his legs starting to feel like jelly.

A car pulled over in horror of them.

It was one of their cars!

Shiro got out "what happened?"

"L-Lo-tor...." Lance said, suddenly falling over.

Pidge fell under him.

Shiro ran over and helped take Lance to the car.

Hunk was in the back of their van with their large first aid.

Pidge sat next to him and looked at Allura "Sorry boss."

Allura gave her a sudden hug. "It's already. We just need to take him back to the office."

Pidge hugged her back "I tried everything. But the car didn't even get a scratch. I even threw broken glass at the wheels."

"Pidge, it's alright... We aren't gonna give up." She said to her, looking into her eyes.

Pidge nodded and looked back to Lance.

He was laying down on a moveable cot as Hunk tended to him.

She looked away. She couldn't help but blame herself for what had happened. 'It's all your fault that he's hurt..... He's gonna die because of you....' She made a fist and looked down at herself. Why would he even still like her after this? He wouldn't! She looked out the window. She couldn't see him.

When they got back to the place, Hunk and Shiro took Lance to one of the recover rooms.

Pidge went to go get a shirt.


Shiro left the room after Lance was stable and sighed, rubbing his neck.

Lance was gonna be okay, but it was gonna time quiet down time for him to heal.

Allura was in her office doing some paperwork.

Shiro went to his post. And he stood there as protection.

Allura sighed and exited her office, walking down the hall.

Shiro followed. After all. If they were ever to be raided, he would be her last line of defense.

He's never even seen her fight before. Maybe she can't?

He shook his head. She was a strong woman. Of corse she can.

"Shiro, How is Lance?"

"He's going to be alright. He'll probably be out of commission for a few weeks.

She nodded. "I'm gonna need you and the other three to start train harder. I'm sorry if I'm pushing you guys too much, but right now you four are all we have at the moment."

He nodded "I understand."

"Pidge said that no matter how much she shot at them, there was no effect to their vehicles.... We will need upgrades on ours then."

He nodded "yes I am aware of that."

She groaned and leaned against the wall, holding her head. "This is making my head ache.... I don't know how my father did this. I can't be like him...." 😔

"You're doing fine boss. It's going to turn out fine in the end, you'll see." Shiro smiled.

"Shiro, three of my workers have been injured! I can't have you getting injured... t-too...." Allura's cheeks turned pink and she looked away.

He thought for a bit. "what about those two girls that were at warehouse?"

"I'm not bringing innocent people into my fight, Shiro."

"The ginger was the one in the fire fight with Hunk."

"Just, please DROP it Shiro." Allura said, raising her voice suddenly. She's never raised her voice at him before...

He nodded "yes, sorry ma'am."

She sighed and frowned. "I apologize for raising my voice, I just feel so overwhelmed..."

He nodded "why don't I help you?"

"How?"

"I'm going to talk to our allies."

She sighed and nodded. "Alright."

Shiro smiled and kissed her head "it's going to be okay. I promise. We're just in a rough patch right now."

She blushed and looked up at him.

"It's okay to ask for help."

She nodded and hide her face in his chest.

He pet her head softly.

She nuzzles her face into his chest and hugged him tight.

He hugged her back "you've taken up very far, boss. And you have yet to take us beyond. I believe you can."

"Please..." She looked up at him and lowered her voice as she stood on her tippy toes, face inches from his. "Call me Allura..."

"Yes.. Allura." He said softly and leaned down to kiss her.

She pressed her lips against his and put her hands on the back of his neck, gripping his hair slightly with the other.

His hands moved to her waist, pulling her in closer.

"Mmmm~" Allura pressed herself closer to him and deepens the kiss.

Shiro smiled a bit in it as the kiss drew passionate.

She squealed when she felt her back hit the wall slightly, gripping his hair more. "S-Shiro??" Her cheeks grew hot and red, legs trembling.

He scanned her slowly. And then looked up at her face.

She was panting and holding onto him, gripping his shirt.

He kissed her nose and pulled away.

He smiled "thank you."