Pidge felt her stomach flipping as she flew through the air, descending into an unfamiliar planet. She could hear Lance yell out to her, but was confused, why couldn't she hear the others? The descent into the planet seemed to get faster as her lion spun through the air. She felt the need to throw up, at the rate that she was going the inevitable crash would kill her. She attempted to grab at the controls but couldn't reach them, the gravity that came from the spinning was pinning her arms to her chair. She let out a panicked scream, it finally dawning on her that she no longer had any control.

Lance let out a yell as he was flung towards the same planet, but was able to grab onto the controls of his lion. He came to a slow but quickly realized that the green lion he had seen get flung to the same planet had not been able to stop, and instead continued a dangerous descent. He yelled out to Pidge, quickly flying after her in an attempt to at least soften the crash. He pushed forward, his lion speeding up. The rocky ground coming closer and closer, the green lion seeming just out of his reach. He pushed harder at the controls, trying to get his lion to go just a little bit faster. It was useless, and soon he watched as Pidge and her lion crashed into the surface, the force of it breaking open the rocky exterior and opening up a hidden layer of the planet.

He pulled back, making his lion come to an abrupt stop to avoid also crashing, potentially hurting Pidge more than she probably was. The lion slowed, but he was unable to stop it as it fell into the same hole. He redirected it into landing next to the green lion, the landing still being messy as he was jerked around when they hit the ground. He let out a curse when he realized that the rest of the paladins had accidentally left them behind. Turning on his communicator, he attempted to contact Pidge.

"...Pidge? Pidge, are you there?"

He heard a familiar groan reply to him and felt a wave of relief that she was still alive. He cut the celebration short, reminding himself that she was still hurt.

"Pidge, I'm coming over to your lion, hold on."

Another groan responded to him, he took that as an okay and unbuckled his seat belt, climbing out of the chair and making his way out of his lion. He grunted as he pushed open the emergency exit, not being able to escape via the other two thanks to his lion being offline. He ran towards the green, coming to a stop at the giant mechanical robot. He yet again let out a grunt as he pulled open the emergency exit and climbed inside, making his way to the pilot. He walked in to find Pidge sitting off to the side of the pilot chair, clutching her side and breathing heavily. Lance quickly made his way over to her, kneeling down next to her. "Where are you hurt?"

She cringed and tried sitting up further, letting out a gasp of pain. "My side… I think some of my ribs are broken… It's hard to breathe..."

Lance quickly scanned the area, hissing at what he saw. "Oh no…"

Pidge raised an eyebrow at him. "Does that mean I was right?"

Lance looked away from the scan and looked back at her. "You broke some ribs, and if you keep moving you might make it worse… I'm no doctor, but something tells me that if you do you could start bleeding internally."

Pidge nodded and smirked. "Wow Lance, never seen you so serious before, it must be really bad then."

He ran a hand through his hair. "That's because it is… we lost connection with the castle and the other lions when we got flung here, both of our lions are out of service, and I'm scared if they don't get here soon…" He trailed off, his hands shaking slightly. "Pidge, you could die."

Pidge sighed, removing her helmet and patting the spot next to her with her hand. "Sit with me."

Lance looked at her in confusion at how well she had taken what he said, but followed her instructions and sat next to her. He jumped slightly when she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Do you remember when we first met?" She questioned, a slight smile coming to her lips.

"Yeah, you totally blew me off when I asked if you wanted to 'bond as a team.'" He chuckled, relaxing slightly as he recalled the memory.

"Your idea of 'bonding' was going out for pizza and picking up girls, can you really blame me?" She asked jokingly.

"Hey! I'll have you know that pizza and picking up chicks is an amazing bonding exercise! Me and Hunk used to do it all the time… I'm pretty sure he was mainly interested in the Pizza, though."

Pidge let out a weak laugh but cringed as it caused a spike in pain. She quickly moved on to avoid Lance getting worried. "You and Hunk knew each other before the Garrison?"

"Kind of… we met at this really good pizzeria, I overheard him mention that he got accepted to one of the workers, I think it was one of his family members… anyways, I figured I'd go over and get to know him considering we were gonna be future classmates… Did you have any friends before the Garrison?"

Pidge frowned, remembering her time at school before her brother and father went missing. "No… most of the kids at school just bullied me."

Lance seemed surprised at what she had said, not expecting it. "You were bullied?"

"Yeah, I was."

"But- You're Pidge! You don't take shit from anybody!" He exclaimed.

She lightly shrugged, careful not to move too much to avoid hurting her side even more. "Yeah, not anymore, but that was before I lost almost all of my family."

Lance frowned and grabbed a hold of Pidges hand. "At least they're back now, right Pidge?"

Pidge smiled, squeezing his hand. "Yeah."

The two sat in a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes, the silence both worrying and comforting.

"...Katie." Pidge said softly, causing Lance to look down at her in confusion.

"What?"

"My real name, It's Katie. Katie Holt." She responded back, explaining better what she had meant.

The two went back into silence, only to be broken this time by Lance.

"Katie is a really pretty name."

Pidge chuckled lightly, trying not to laugh to avoid hurting herself. "Thanks."

"Can I… can I call you Katie?"

She smiled softly. "Sure."

Lance drummed his fingers against the cool metal he sat on. "Did you have any pets growing up?"

She let out a hum. "I have a dog back at home named Bae Bae… you?"

He shook his head. "No… I've always wanted a cat though."

Pidge raised an eyebrow. "More of a cat person?"

He lightly shrugged, trying not to move her too much. "I mean, even more so now, but I guess cats have always been pretty cool to me… I take it you're a dog person?"

"I don't really have a preference… but I think since we got the lions I like cat's more."

Lance looked down at her, her face seemed to be paler than it had ever been before… he hadn't really thought about just how pretty she was under her huge glasses that seemed to cover half of her face. He noticed a few barely noticeable freckles on her cheek, light and scattered enough that most wouldn't be able to see them unless they were really close.

"Did you always wear glasses?"

She chuckled. "No, I actually have perfect vision."

Lances eyebrows raised in surprise. "What, really?! Then why do you wear them? Don't they hurt your eyes?"

"They were Matts, he gave them to me before he left because the Garrison had fixed his eyes… I ended up replacing the lens to non-prescription and started wearing them when I became 'Pidge Gunderson'."

"Have you thought about not wearing them now that your brother is back?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Why? Think I look bad with them on?"

Lance spluttered "No-! I just thought they cover up your face a lot! And you look cute without them! But you also look cute with them too, I just-"

He stopped short when he heard small giggles from her, he looked down to find her trying not to laugh.

"I was just messing with you!" She said in amusement, causing him to call out "Hey!" in indignation.

She calmed down but kept her smile. "I think one day I'll stop wearing them… for now though, I'm gonna keep them… I guess I could wear them less often though."

He smiled before yawning and resting his head on Pidges.

"Lance?"

He hummed. "Yeah?"

"What do you think the others are doing right now?"

"Probably either kicking Galra butt or doing everything they can to find us…"

"Do you think they'll be able to?" She asked, her voice wavering only slightly.

Lance squeezed her hand in a comforting way. "They will. It's gonna be okay."

Lance wished that he believed that completely, but halfway would have to be good enough.

Hello, I binged Voltron: Legendary Defenders last week and I am now obsessed with Pidgance, so why not write angst for it? :) I hope you enjoy my contribution... there isn't enough pidgance in this fandom :(

Also, as this fic goes on there will be a few things added in that are my own personal headcanons, so take the little facts about the characters they might share with a grain of salt.