I laid on the couch, waiting for Shiro to come home with the food. The red lion laid across my chest and I tapped on it. I didn't want to check for any secret messages. If there are any secret messages then everything is connected. And I don't know if I'm ready for a big adventure. Now I can't stop what thinking about Pidge said.

Is Lance really worth all this? I mean, I barely know him. And for some reason, I'm ready to bend my backwards for him. I'm on this wild goose chase just for him. Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

"So, did you find the other lions?" Lance asked.

I jumped and sat up. Lance smiled at me, he sitting on the arm rest of the couch. Man, if Shiro could see Lance. His vein in his neck would pop out. Lance skull looked painted now, but he wore something simple. A pair of blue jeans with a white shirt, but a jacket made me think he's just went shopping. Lance smiled and put his chin on his hands.

"I see you asked Hunk about the yellow lion." Lance said.

"Yeah, we did. But I still don't get it. I mean, how are these lions going to help you?" I asked.

"They helped the dead before. Ancient Greeks believed Voltron was Hades, helping the dead. Voltron can help us now, Hunk and I. We'll be able to to home."

"Okay, fine. I get it. But why are you here now?"

Lance shrugged his shoulders, he climbed down from the arm rest and sat next to me. His ghost body went through my legs. My face turn a bright red and Lance laughed. He raised his hand and dipped one finger through my knee. I gasped but Lance looked at his hand as it went through my knee. My heart beated against my chest and I'm pretty sure my ears are turning red.

"Are you cold?" Lance asked.

"What? No." I said.

My eyes looked down at my arms and goosebumps raised every time Lance touched my knee. Lance moved his hand to my arm, and I think my heart stopped. His fingers hovered across my arm, he started my shoulder then moved down. He stopped at my wrist and looked up at me.

Lance made me freeze, like he stopped actual time. He is unearthly beautiful. Lance is like a male version of Aphrodite or I guess I should say he's Eros himself. His dark blue eyes reminded me of the ocean. Like when the ocean has small waves and the sun sets on it perfectly. His brown hair ended perfectly on his neck but it looks like it's gotten longer. His tan skin made me wonder how dark was he when he was living.

Finally Lance blinked, bringing me back in time. I looked down and Lance's hand rested above mine. Usually ghost hands are cold and makes me want to run away. But Lance's hand isn't cold or didn't want me to run away. His hand is warm, and I want to grab his hand. I tried to grab his hand but my hand went through.
Lance laughed, "The living can't touch the dead." He said sadly.

"But, sometimes I can touch Hunk. You know when he hands me a plate." I said.

"The dead can't living and living can't touch the dead! Trust me, I know!" Lance yelled.

I flinched but Lance sighed. He pulled his hand away, and for some reason. I feel hundred degrees colder. Lance gave me a small smile but his eyes went to the red lion. Jealously flared in my chest, but then I realised I am jealous of a wooden lion. Lance looked at me and pointed towards the lion.

"I'm from Cuba and my mother had us celebrate Dia de los Muertos. We always honored the dead, and once we all died, we're reunited again. But for some reason I'm here. I want to be back home with my mama and siblings. Not in the world of living." Lance said.

I turned away, "I never really had parents. My mom left when I was a baby and my dad left me when I was ten. Shiro took me in, and he's always been a big brother to me. I know if Shiro is in danger, I would do anything to save him."

My cheek suddenly felt warm. I turned over and Lance hand stayed near my cheek. We both stared into each other eyes. Lance moved his hand closer and it felt like a heater, as soon he tried to touch my cheek but just like he said. The dead can't touch the living. His hand went through my face. I looked down, already had enough sadness but Lance sighed.

"I don't know why I thought that would work." He mumbled.

"You wanted to touch my face?" I asked.

"Yes. Your knee felt warm and I wanted to know if your face." Lance said.

I look down and the red lion eyes lit up. I gasped and dropped the lion. Red roared at me, then started to run to the back door. I jumped up and grabbed my jacket. As I put the jacket on, I chased after the lion. Lance called out my name and drifted next to me.

"What are you doing?" Lance asked.

"Following that lion. It came to life for me. I have to follow it." I panted.

I stopped and watched the lion go inside a cave. The vines moved and I took a deep breath in. Lance hand went through my arm but that was enough to go on.

"Are you ready?" I asked him.

"Not really. Caves aren't my thing." Lance said.

"Come on."

"Why me?"

"'Cause, I think we can make a pretty good team."

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