Home is far away for Lance.
People always said that home was where the heart is and well… Lance’s heart is on Earth.
Keith sat outside the healing pod.
The mission had been a disaster, it was a trap and none of them had realised it until it was too late.
Well none of them except Lance.
He had tried to warn them, he had even pushed Keith out of the way of the spike that flew out of the wall.
The mission became a desperate escape attempt with Hunk carrying Lance’s limp bleeding form in his arms.
The spike had clipped his heart.
There was nothing they could do.
The pods were slowing down the inevitable but they couldn’t heal him.
Lance was going to die.
The least they could do now was get him back to earth before that happened.
Keith looked out of the window as Earth came into view. He hadn’t even bothered to clean to blood off himself.
But that didn’t matter now…
Only Lance did.
As they came to land Shiro walked in. He wore a grim expression, Hunk was a broken mess and Pidge wasn’t much better. Coran was holding up a strong face but his eyes told everyone he was dead inside. Allura like Shiro was trying to keep acting like a leader despite being consumed by the guilt of pulling a boy from his planet to his death.
The pod hissed open and Lance fell out into Keith’s waiting arms.
His breathing was practically none existent as was his heart beat.
His face was scrunched up in pain as he held onto Keith with a weak grip.
Keith carried him bridal style and walked out of the ship trailed by the rest of the team.
Lance was gone before they stepped foot on the beach.
He was gone before his mother spotted them and ran over.
He was gone before his mother screamed and begged him to be ok.
Lance was home but he was gone before he got to see it again.