Pidge yawned softly as she sat up. She hadn't slept too well, plagued by memories and light nightmares, she felt drained even though the day hadn't started yet.

It wasn't going to be a good day, was it?

She dragged herself out of bed, yawning a bit as she shucked off her shirt and sleeping shorts before trading them with her usual uniform of undergarments, grunting and frowning at her chest as the suit bulged out a bit, making room for the breasts that had started to form.

It was a technology that she had developed herself, clothes that would grow as she herself grew.

"Pidge? You up?" She jumped a little as she heard Shiro's soft voice behind her, and the warm hand on her shoulder, catching her off guard.

"S-Shiro!" She said, whirling around before flushing red, realizing that she was only in her bra.

She covered her chest, squeaking as Shiro blushed as well. She really had to get motion sensors for that door... And probably a lock.

"Sorry, sorry," Shiro said, smiling kindly at her and handing her her chest plate, smiling gently at her as she pulled the clothes on.

Pidge forced the blush on her cheeks down and cleared her throat, standing up straighter.

"It's fine," she said, trying to push her blush down again as she looked up to Shiro who simply smiled, brushing a stray piece of hair away from her face.

"I swear," he murmured, his eyes glassy with affection. His face was close to her own, and she could feel his warm breath on her cheeks.

She blinked a few times, her lips parting in a silent gasp as Shiro only got closer.

"You get more beautiful every time I see you." He whispered, making the blush on Pidge's face rise up again, but this time much stronger.

"Shut up," she mumbled, hitting his arm gently, shaking away the odd feeling stirring in her stomach. She pushed on his chest and shook her head out before slipping on her large glasses.

Shiro laughed, patting her on the shoulder with a good natured grin.

"It's true!" He urged as he handed Pidge her boots, "you're so beautiful, it's a wonder why no one but me has fallen for you." He murmured.

Pidge snickered. "Probably because you'd scare everyone!" She giggled, laughing more as Shiro pouted.

She liked times like this. It felt as if she was close enough to him to just break him open a little... To make him come out of his shell. It was incredibly refreshing.

Pidge nudged at Shiro, grinning as she pushed past the taller man, smiling to herself softly as the soft feelings in her chest became warm.

  "Let's get to breakfast. I'm hungry."

Shiro chuckled quietly, following her closely as they walked out, chattering quietly to one another as they walked towards the dinner tables.

Shiro sat down next to Hunk who was already chomping down on a pile of green sludge while Lance and Keith argued to one another.

Pidge smiled faintly and began to eat the green goo as well, thinking that yet again, things would be okay. Maybe Zarkon was gone, and maybe... Maybe they could focus on finding Pidge's father and Matt.

Unfortunately, she was horribly wrong. So horribly wrong...

In an instant, everything went to shit. Alarms didn't even have the time to blare as a giant lazer pierced through the castle, breaking it a bit and revealing the man who stood in the gaping hole, grinning down at the Paladins who sprung up from the broken table. 

He was tall with white and black hair, with dark purple skin and sharp yellow eyes.

Galara.

"Hello, human filth." He purred, descending down from the hole on some sort of panel, other soldiers flooding past him, aiming their blasters at the defenseless Paladins.

"And... Pidge." The man purred as he reached the ground, grinning as Pidge stiffened up, clutching onto a flimsy fork that she still held tightly in her hand.

"It's so good to finally see you!" He said, taking a few steps forward, spreading his arms wide.

Pidge stepped back as the man stepped closer.

"How the hell do you know my name?!" She yelled, trying to keep her voice from trembling as the other Paladins looked around, almost as if they weren't sure how to react.

"How? My dear, Pidge! You wound me!" The man cried, tilting his head back and dramatically casting the back of his hand over his forehead.

He grinned again, peeking out from his fingers with sharp yellow eyes that made a chill go up Pidge's spine.

"Not even knowing who your own husband is... That is truly a shame!" He said, his grin only widening as horror crept up on Pidge's face more.

"Aww," he cooed, "what's this? A big bad Paladin afraid of a simple prince? How pathetic." He growled with a grin.

"Get away from her!" Shiro yelled, struggling in his cuffs, yanking forward.

The man scoffed, "guards!" He sang again, and one by one, the Paladin's were injected with a tranquilizer.

"Now, back to us." The man said, taking Pidge by her back, bringing her forward quickly.

Pidge gasped, her eyes wide as the man dragged her back to the panel, his hands in a crushing grip on her arms and waist.

"You're mine, Pidge. And I'm never letting you go again."