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Chapter Three

Edit: some parts have been altered for clarity and  better syntax.
After Lance's meltdown, the room was quiet. Keith had buried himself in the blankets and made the occasional sniffle, but other than that he was still. Hunk grabbed a pillow and squeezed whatever life it had out of it. He watched the door anxiously, praying that Coran could calm Lance down, fearing for his friend. Shiro watched Pidge's still face inside of her healing pod, wondering what was going through. He scooted over to Allura and whispered in her ear.
"I wonder what Pidge is feeling," he said, glancing at the girl in question. Allura frowned in thought.
"I suppose she is dreaming, like I was," she replied. Shiro grimaced.
"I hope her dreams aren't of her experiences, then."
"Yeah..." the two were quiet. A few minutes later, Lance and Coran walked back in, Coran having covered his scars again. The older man had an arm on Lance's shoulder, gently comforting him as the two walked to their spots. Lance sat down against the healing pod once again, pressing his ear up to the metal in hopes of hearing Pidge. He closed his eyes and tried to hear a heartbeat. Coran noticed this and turned up the heartbeat monitor just enough that Lance could hear it through the metal. The paladin smiled softly to himself and started drifting off to sleep.
"Thank you," Hunk whispered to Coran, a small smile of gratitude gracing his lips. The ginger man nodded, going to sit by Shiro and Allura. The two were whispering quietly between themselves, deep in conversation when Coran arrived.
"I believe we will need to go to Olkarion again," Allura whispered, sighing softly. "They are well known for their ability to heal others' minds."
"If that is so, then I agree, Princess," Shiro muttered. "I believe everyone here could use some therapy after all we've been through. Pidge may be able to connect with them easier since they're connected with the forest like she is, too." Allura nodded in agreement, looking over at the paladin in mention. Coran piped up.
"I agree with you, Princess, but shouldn't we ask if she wants help before we force something so intense on her?" He asked. Allura considered this, frowning softly.
"I suppose so. We have no idea how she'd take being forced into therapy." The princess reasoned, Shiro nodding along. There was a stretch of silence after this discussion, the sounds of the other Paladins' sleep filling the air. Shiro placed a hand on both Alteans' shoulders, signaling to them his leave as he went to sit in a chair at Matt's bedside. Allura sighed and went to make a nest for herself, leaving Coran to his thoughts. The man stood and anxiously checked the healing pod lifesigns, moving to place a hand on the glass.
"I know you can hear me, child. I promise I will give you the help you need." He went and started preparing for the storm that was sure to come.

*・゜゚・*:.。..。.:*・'(*゚▽゚*)'・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*

It was dark. And cold. And she couldn't move. Pidge started to panic, thinking she was in another experiment. People were speaking, voices muffled and... Was that crying? Maybe she's in a casket and she's about to be buried. Maybe all souls are stuck like this until burial. Maybe she's finally, finally succeeded.
"Hello, Green Paladin," an all too familiar voice cooed mockingly. Pidge's spine went rigid in fear. No. Not Haggar. Please, God, don't let it be Haggar. The paladin turned around, her conscience lost in the world of dreams. The witch stood, her astral projection crackling with malevolent quintessence. She grinned evilly and took a step forward. Pidge stepped back, flinching reflexively.
"St-stay away from me! Just leave me to die!"
"Oh, but sweetie, the fun's just begun!" The witch snarled and leapt towards Pidge, eliciting a screech from the girl as she dodged the attack. She ran, trying to hide from the Druid as tears obscured her vision. Haggar was faster, however, as she caught up to the Green Paladin and pinned her to the ground. She froze up in the witch's grasp, whole body going rigid as a defense mechanism, praying the torture would end soon.

Oh, how she was wrong.

*・゜゚・*:.。..。.:*・'(*゚▽゚*)'・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*

"Ugh... Sh-shiro...?" Shiro startled from his sleep, sitting up quickly at Matt's voice. "Damn, chill out man! I'm not gonna kill you for sleeping when you're supposed to!" Shiro grunted and wiped his face, the fog in his mind slowly disappearing.
"Man... I haven't slept that long in years," he groaned, looking around slowly. His gaze lingered on Pidge for a beat too long, and Matt noticed.
"You're worried about her too, huh." He stated the remark, knowing Shiro too well to need to phrase it as a question. The man nodded.
"She's so young... I hope she will come back to us soon. The sooner, the better for all of us. The boys are taking this hard. In fact, I think you're taking this badly as well." Matt snorted in indignation and immediately cringed.
"Ah! Damn hangovers!" He whispered loudly, throwing a sore arm over his face to block out everything. Shiro sighed and stood up, dimming the lights.
"Like I said, you need as much comfort as the rest of the team. Now try to go back to sleep, okay?" He looked at the clock and frowned. He'd slept more than he usually does, too tired to have nightmares. Matt nodded at Shiro's order and curled up under his blankets. The black paladin proceeded to walk aimlessly around the castle, mildly startled when he ended up in the Black Lion's hangar. He walked up to his lion.
"Hey buddy." The lion bent down to allow Shiro access into the cockpit. The man walked inside and all but collapsed into the pilot's seat. He groaned and laid back, staring at his hands. "You know, I still see her blood on my hands." He sighed as his lion rumbled in response, making his whole body vibrate. Shiro continued. "I wish I could help her through her dreams in the pod. I know how scary those can be, and I don't want her to feel the same way." He started thinking out loud, venting to the Black Lion. He felt the lion's conscience weave through his mind, encouraging him to continue, gaining a better understanding of what Shiro felt. He soon ran out of words to say and covered his face with his hands, utterly exhausted. He had a few moments of reprieve before the Black Lion's conscience sharpened and the lion spoke.
'Green one in danger.' Shiro's head snapped up, feeling the idea of this message more than actually hearing it. Having a lion directly speak to their paladin is rare and only used for emergencies, causing Shiro's stress levels to spike through the roof.
"What? How!?" He almost screamed at the lion, adrenaline and fear racing through his veins, lighting his nerves on fire. The lion immediately showed Shiro images relayed from Green. The paladin recoiled and let out a reflexive yelp, watching Haggar torture Pidge mercilessly, aiming to break the young girl's mind and spirit. Shiro's arm glowed in anger and fear as he stood and shook the images from his mind. He needed to get Pidge out. Now. He sprinted out of his lion and towards the healing ward, practically yanking Coran along behind him as he passed the advisor.
"Shiro! What's wrong!?" The ginger yelled, running a few feet behind the distraught paladin. There was no response as the two screeched into the healing pod bay, Shiro moving to the pod.
"Haggar is in Pidge's mind. If we don't get her out, she'll break!" Shiro finally answered. Coran gaped at the news.
"If we do that, Shiro, she'll have to heal on her own! She's barely stable as is!" Shiro sighed and looked at Coran, a deep pain evident in his eyes.
"It's our only choice." Coran nodded and moved to the controls as Shiro addressed the now fully awake paladins on the floor.
"Get up, everyone!" Shiro yelled, anxiously pacing, his arm humming at his side. Everyone got up quickly with various levels of confusion and worry.
"Hey Shiro, is Katie okay?" Matt stumbled into the room, slightly less disheveled than before. Shiro thought a second before he spoke.
"Haggar is in her mind. We need to get Pidge out before her mind and spirit are broken." The whole team gasped before everyone crowded around the pod, ready to catch Pidge with gentle arms. Coran gave a warning before the pod opened with a 'hisssss' and the Green Paladin staggered into everyone's arms. Coran allowed a moment before taking the girl away from everyone and getting her bandaged up for a long healing process.

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