Shiro stared at the door in front of him. He had never wanted to be a leader. To be the one responsible not only for leading his team but making sure they got home.
He was about to knock when the door swung open and a smiling man in his mid twenties walked out. He stopped for a moment looking at him, his eyes widening in realisation.
Shiro nodded “yeah… how did you know?”
“My little brother always gushed about how amazing you were… how you got lost on a mission.” His expression turned sad tears forming at his eyes. “S-sorry… my brother.. Lance he disappeared a few years ago.”
“I know. That’s why I’m here.”
The man looked up in surprise. “What?”
“The day he disappeared he went into space and became part of a team that saved the universe.”
The mans mouth fell open, looking conflicted about whether to believe him or not.
“Jake what’s going on?” A woman asked joining him.
She looked so much like Lance Shiro had to do a double take to be sure it really wasn’t him in a wig.
“Fiona…He knows about Lance” Jake mumbled.
The two stared at Shiro, their expressions begging for answers.
Shiro sighed looking down as he produced a picture from his pocket and handed it over.
It showed the whole team, smiling with Lance holding up two fingers behind Keith’s head and one arm round Hunks shoulders.
“T-that’s him…” Fiona ran a finger across her little brothers face.
“What happened to him?” Jake asked.
“Why don’t you ask me yourself?”
Shiro turned round to see Lance wheeling over.
During their last mission they had defeated Lotor and the last of the Galra resistance but it had cost Lance his legs and eye.
The entire of the right side of his face was badly burned and was still wrapped in bandages.
However his siblings didn’t care.
They screamed running over to them hugging him close.
“Oh my presides baby brother your alive!” Fiona sobbed running her fingers through what was left of his hair.
“We thought you were dead. All this time we though you were dead and the last thing I called you was a brat.” Jake was trying to hold back the tears, but soon as Lance smiled at him the flood gates opened.
“Well your not wrong. I’m a brat, she’s a bitch and your a bastard.”
The three siblings laughed hugging each other.
They didn’t ask about his injuries, they didn’t care.
They had their little brother back and for now that was all that mattered.
Shiro smiled as he slowly returned to the castle.
He was glad he could return Lance to his family. But it did little to disperse the guilt from how much Lance had to lose just so he could see them again.
That he would never walk again.
That the face he had been so proud of was now scarred.
That Shiro had made the call that caused Lance to be trapped in that explosion in the first place.
Shiro had never wanted to be the leader. Because even when they won to him it felt like the price had been too hard.