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Requested by @MorganLOVESAphmau

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Lance's POV:

We're going home. We're going home. I jump up and down in my mind, but I keep my stern face on. We're going home.

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Lance's mom POV

I look at the picture of my middle child, Lance. I hear up a bit knowing he is gone.

My husband walks in and put a hand on my shoulder. "¿Estes bien amor?" He asks with a sad look on his face. I lean on him, "Extraño mucho a mi bebé."

He wraps his arms around me, resting his head on mine. "I do too, love." I compose my self once I hear a knock on the door. I open the door and I see my baby.

"¡Mi bebe varon! ¡Pensé que estabas herido! O peor, ¡muerto!" I squeeze him, never wanting to let him go.

He doesn't laugh, or even squeeze back. He has a sad but stern face. "¿Estas bien, mi bebe?" I ask Lance.

Be fore he can aswer, Luis, Veronica, Marco, and my husband all come to the door. "Lance! Lance!" They all hug him and Lance doesn't even flinch."

"Sorry, mama." He says. I kbow what he means but I don't even want to think about it. "I'm so sorry." He has that damn look on his face.

I stare at him with tears in my eyes. "Lance?" He looks so broken. He hugs everyone but then goes inside. "¡Bien! deja que el señor astronaco duerma." The kids whine but they all go into rooms.

I stop Miguel to tell him about Lance. "I don't think he is okay." My thick accent coming through. "He looks so robotic." Miguel nods, showing he agrees.

"Let's let him get used to Earth for a while. He seems so broken and changed. Did you see his outfit? He was in white and red. Lance never wears red!" He says. I agree with him and we go to bed.

I just want my baby back

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Sorry if I did it wrong. I gope you enjoy and I will work on a much sadder one.

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