#druidmagic

After about ten minutes, Keith decided they were taking too long. Especially with the way there was now several pools of blood under Lance, and he was now a sickly grey color instead of the beautiful sun kissed tan he's come to know. He growls with frustration as he turns his comm back on.

"Shiro! Where the hell are you!?" The red paladin basically shrieks, causing the blue paladin to wince at the voice level.

"Me and Hunk will be there in a few minutes!" Their leader bellows, sounding out of breath as if he was racing to get there. 'Good' Keith had thought as he switched his comms back off, not bothering to reply.

True to his word, Shiro and Hunk show up only a few minutes after their small chat. They're carrying a stretcher which is presumably for Lance, since no one can actually touch him. Keith is in action before they even have a chance to ask him to do anything. He lifts up Lance as carefully as he can, wincing at the screech Lance let's out as he places him on the stretcher. They run back to Keith's lion as fast as possible, since she was the fastest. As soon as Lance is safely set some where, Keith pushes Red to fly back to the castle as fast as he can.

Its midnight or something now. Keith doesn't know, theres no concept in time anyway. All he knows is that the castles 'Night Mode" is on. He hasn't been able to sleep, or do anything really. Its been 2 days since Lance had been put in a pod. He knows he shouldn't be moping, should be training or eating or doing /anything/ productive. But he can't. The first day, the only reason he got out of bed was to see Lance, and he hasn't left the med-bay since. Hunk brings him food sometimes and Pidge or Shiro sometimes sit on the floor next to him, keeping him company in the stillness. 'Its been so quiet around here..' The raven haired male notes somberly as he looks up at the brunette sleeping form.

"Wake up already. The whole team is worried about you" Keith whispers to the pod, wondering if Lance could actually hear him. "/I'm/ worries about you!" He chokes out, his eyes brimming with tears. He quickly wipes them away. 'No,' he thinks angrily. 'I refuse to cry. Im not even physically hurt.'

While Keith inwardly berates himself, Lance's pod starts to beep and as if Lance actually heard him, the pod opens and he comes stumbling out.

Keith is on his feet within seconds, catching him. Lance let's out a whimper of pain when he does so, which makes Keith alarmfully retract his hands as if he'd been burnt.

"Lance," he breathes out, tears brimming his eyes once more, but this time for good reasons. "Are you okay?" He asks quietly, scared that if he made his voice any higher he'd wake up and this would all be a dream. Lance would still be in the pod and he'd still be angry. Angry and hurt. So so /hurt/.

Lance nods and looks up at Keith, a smile plastered on his face. "Hey mullet. Miss me?" He teases as he goes to sit down on the nearby examination table.

'You have no idea' Keith thinks, but of course he doesnt voice these thoughts. He simply chuckles, shaking his head as he runs out to alert the others of Lance's wakefulness.

Why him? Keith thought solemnly as he ran over to Lance’s bloodied body. One of the druids had blasted Lance with some type of magic while everyone was busy taking out the sentries. It was supposed to be Keith, though. Lance had saw the blast last minute and jumped in front of him.

  Now look at him. Battered and bloody, gnashes and– and holes litered through Lance. His once blue and white suit was now drenched in a deep blood red.

  Keith bent down to pick Lance up, but as soon as he does, the brunettes eyes shoot open and he let's loose one of the most bloodcurdling and heartbreaking scream Keith has ever, and will ever hear. The red paladin jolted back, Lance’s screams dying down. “Do- don't touch me,” The brunette rasps out. “Every touch hurts” he says quietly. Experimentally, Keith pokes Lance’s cheek, one of the only places Lance wasn't hurt. Lance tenses and lets out a whimper.

  Keith curses, turning on his comms as he comes to the realization that he won't be fast enough to get lance back to red.

  “Shiro! Hunk! Pidge! Someone fucking answer!” He calls frantically. The comm crackles to life, and that alone makes Keith let out a breath of relief.

   “Keith! Keith. We can't find Lance and his suit tells us he's hurt pretty badly.” Shiro yells over the comm, concern and worry seeping through his voice.

“I'm turning my tracker on now! Im with him and the druids did something. Everytime I touch him, he feels more pain, even if its a light touch” Keith yells before turning off his comm and sinking down next to the blue paladin.

Now they wait.