Pidges pov

     I woke up in my bed, shaking. Images flashing through my head, reminding me of my horrible nightmare. His eyes. His smile. His claws aiming for my throat. Shiro, thats my brother. My last hope to find Matt.

     Lance knocks on my door, how do I know? I installed color coded panels that changed the door color when that paladin knocks.
Blue engulfed my door, blinding my sleepy eyes.

"Come in.." my morning voice breaks from my nightmare

     A black and blue Lance peeks in,

"Hey, can I sit?" His usual twinkling eyes, dull.

     I gesture to my bed and sit up. My neon sheets slip past my binded breasts. My face blushed bright red. I try to pull my blankets up.

"How the hel-" I start

"Coran, took off your shirt because you were sweating and shivering, he put you asleep." He explains

"When?" I urged

He looked away from me and sat on the edge of my bed. His arm draped around me,

"Pidge-" he looked at me

"How. Long." I started to worry

"Three days. We thought you were in a coma."

"Shiro..." my hand fell to my mouth, I sank into his arms

"He is... healing. Slowly." He hugged me tighter

"Oh.. my god. Please. No.." I hicked

"Pidge, please.." he looked down at me

"Keith?" I looked up, scared, at the blue paladin.

"He... is also healing" he sighs

"Shiro. My last connection."

"To who?"

"...."

"Pidge?"

"Matt.."

     He looked into my broken hazel eyes, that were swollen, flooding with tears.

"Shiro isnt gone."

"We will find a way." He ensures me

Aaaghhhh so dang shorrtt!