He Is…All I Could Ever Want

Hiccup sighed as she sat alone on the roof of a fifteen story tall hotel in Burgess and watched as her puff of visible breath dissipated in the chilly air. She looked over the dark landscape in front of her and enjoyed the view. She lightly kicked her legs back and forth as she sat on the edge of the roof, trying to organize her thoughts.

Heights had never really bothered her. The few times Jack had taken her flying with him were amazing. And flying with Toothless… well, there were no words. When she was up in the air, she could see for miles, the scents were clearer and crisper up in the atmosphere, and the cold air exhilarated her. Heights gave her a shot of adrenaline, and it made her blood pump through her body. She only felt truly alive and powerful when she was above the ground, and she loved being above the clouds, especially if she was with either of the two boys she loved most in the world.

Hiccup looked down through the dark haze of the night at the leaf-covered floor of the small town. She loved flying almost as much as she loved Jack. Her cold ears warmed as she blushed. She loved the way he smiled at her and laughed with her and understood what she wanted to say without her having to say a single word. She loved his selfless attitude and unintentionally adorable faces. She loved how he could make her feel just by holding her against himself and nuzzling his nose into her hair.

But, as much as she loved him, she couldn't help but miss him. She knew he had a lot to do, being the guardian of fun, and a spirit which brought winter upon the world, but… she needed him.

Less than six weeks ago, an apparently all-powerful deity, the Man in the Moon, had revived her and Toothless, and had even made them members of the guardians- a group of spirits who saved and protected children from turning out like she did. And honestly, she loved it. Helping people, saving people, Hiccup knew all about that. She had done it before, and had even lost part of her left leg saving her village. But, when the Man in the Moon woke her up, he had failed to mention exactly how much had changed in the world since she had died.

At first, it had been great, seeing all the innovations people had made to life. Roads, electric lights, telephones, radios. Really cool, inventive stuff. Then, it got to be a little odd. Bicycles, cars, trains, planes. They were interesting things, but Hiccup just wasn't sure what to make of them, or how to feel about wooden ships and foot-travel being almost extinct. She had learned about Vikings, and what had happened to them. Basically, they didn't exist anymore. Apparently, there were a few things called movies about them (totally inaccurate, by the way, from the sounds of it), and the idea of Vikings were also used as mascots for a strange and slightly torturous sounding institution called high school. Hiccup hadn't been sure what to make of that information, and had spent a lot of time silently making a couple hundred toys alongside Phil at North's workshop, trying to collect herself and her thoughts. Toothless had just laid by her legs and only occasionally got up to grab her a box or a tool. She had appreciated the silent support Toothless had given her, but deep in her heart, she had wondered why Jack hadn't been the one to tell her the news, and why it had had to be Bunnymund who told her. Later, she had been told that Jack was in Burgess (his favorite city in the world) playing with his favorite kids. She had been happy for him, since she knew he had always wanted people to believe in him, but she had also felt horribly hollow without him at her side.

A few hours into her third day of being alive, she had found out that Berk had been destroyed the night she died, and that dragons had slowly gone extinct with no sanctuary where they could rest and hide. That had been the straw that broke the camel's back. Everything rushed that had happened rushed at Hiccup, and she found herself overwhelmed. She had fled to her make-shift room in North's workshop and cried and screamed and threw things against the walls the entire day. Only Toothless had been allowed in her room, and the two of them stayed in each other's comforting presence the entire day, grieving and sobbing. Jack had been somewhere in Denmark, trying to convince the elemental spirits to let winter come late that year. Thanks to Hiccup's pleading, none of the guardians or workers in North's workshop ever told him that her reaction had been so strong or violent, though Phil and his buddies had glared at Jack for the next week.

Hiccup had spent that day trying to absorb what she had found out. She was the last true Viking alive. And, more importantly, Toothless was the last dragon alive. She knew that he never really felt at home with the other dragons on Berk, since none of them were Night Furies, and were all slightly afraid of him, but he still played with them and had fun with them. Now, he had no one but her and the guardians. And Hiccup was truly worried that that was not enough.

The more she found out about the new world she was living in, the more overwhelmed and confused Hiccup became. What were she and Toothless supposed to do? There was nowhere for them to truly fit in. She laughed out loud, but it came out more bitter than she had meant it to sound. When had they truly fit in anywhere? She had always been a misfit Viking, and Toothless had been a dangerous dragon who seemed to be the last of his kind.

Hiccup tucked her legs in close to her body and rested her forehead against her knees. A wind blew through the town and tousled the hair which had gotten out of her braid. She shivered slightly and imagined Jack's hands doing what the wind was. She smiled sadly at the thought.

She wasn't too embarrassed to admit it: she craved Jack. She just wanted him to be there. Even if he didn't say anything. Even if he just wanted to sit there silently with her, she would have gladly soaked up his company. She just… wanted him near her. She wanted someone that she knew she could trust. And while the guardians were fine and lovely spirits, they weren't who she wanted. She wanted to be with Jack. She wanted Jack to hold her and kiss her and tell her it was going to be okay. She wanted him to give her that inner strength he always seemed to be able to supply her with.

Hiccup picked her head up and placed her chin on her knees as she mentally snorted at herself. She knew she sounded like one of the princesses from one of Dad's foreign diplomacy stories (the ones who cried when their nails broke), but she couldn't help herself. She just felt so alone and out of tune with the rest of the world. She just wanted to feel confident, and she only ever seemed to be confident when Jack was with her. She knew she had Toothless, but she wanted Jack—the man she loved—to be there for her to lean on. She wanted him to explain what was going on, and to tell her that she would figure it out eventually.

Unfortunately, it seemed that the more Hiccup silently called to Jack, the more he would avoid her and be obsessed over by North and Toothiana. But mostly by the tooth fairy. Hiccup knew she wasn't being fair or thinking logically, and she knew that the guardians had been there for Jack when she hadn't, but every time she saw Toothiana laugh at one of Jack's jokes, or every time she noticed them standing close enough to whisper secrets to each other without anyone else noticing, she couldn't help the feeling of anger and jealousy that ignited her blood like liquid fire. And it wasn't a good feeling. Especially because she had originally really liked the tooth fairy, and had wanted to be friends with her. Why did everything have to be so complicated?

Hiccup sighed again and closed her eyes. Her thoughts whirled around in her head like a blizzard. She felt so alone. She knew she had Toothless. But she wanted Jack. And she had Jack—he was her boyfriend. But she didn't really have him anymore, did she? He had Toothiana. He didn't need her to feel good about himself anymore if he could have the ethereal and iridescent tooth fairy. She wanted a place to belong. And she used to belong in Jack's arms. But that was only if he wanted her, too. And did he want her? She just didn't want to be alone and sad. But she still had Toothless!

"What are you doing up here so late, Sheila?"

Hiccup jumped, and her previously confusing thoughts flew out of her mind at the sudden sound of Bunnymund's voice.

"Ah!" she squeaked before she settled down again. "Bunny!" she greeted half-heartedly. "What's up?"

"Unh, unh, unh," the Easter rabbit tutted, "I asked you first. Why are you up here all alone? Don't you want to be with Toothless? Or Jack?"

"It's not just about what I want," Hiccup muttered, not really meaning for Bunny to hear. Unfortunately, she forgot about his extra sensitive hearing, thanks to those large fluffy ears of his. They twitched, and Hiccup mentally cursed herself. Now Bunny was going to question her, and she wasn't sure if she was up to admitting the hard truths to herself, let-alone the Bunny sitting next to her!

"Normally, I would just change the subject and leave you alone. Mind my own business, like a proper rabbit," Bunny said as he leaned back against his forearms as he made himself more or less comfortable next to the small Viking girl. "But the last time I was nosy, the Man in the Moon sent you down. Maybe next time he won't send someone so… unavailable,"

Hiccup raised her eyebrow at the large bunny, but he shrugged.

"What can I say?" he asked, "Even a Pooka with no eyes could tell you how beautiful you are. Jack's lucky to have you,"

"I'm lucky to have Jack," Hiccup gently corrected her fellow Guardian. "He is all I could ever want," Bunny looked at her, and Hiccup closed her eyes before steeling herself for facing the hard truth. "I'm just afraid that… I'm not what he wants,"

When Bunny didn't say anything, Hiccup opened her eyes and turned to look at him. She let out a small smile at the flabbergasted look on his face,

"W-wha- Are you serious, Sheila? 'Cuz that's not a very funny joke!" Bunny looked shocked at the mere thought of Jack not wanting her, Hiccup wanted to laugh. And cry. Because unfortunately, it was probably true.

"He hasn't exactly been wanting to see me for the past couple of… weeks," Hiccup reluctantly admitted.

"He's probably just… wondering if you love him! I was serious when I asked why you love him, you know, and I think the kid might have taken my question to heart," Bunny tried to sound sure of himself, but Hiccup could see the doubt in his eyes, and she knew that Jack hadn't even been in the workshop when Bunny had said that. Still, she grabbed at the chance to talk about the good times she had had with Jack, instead of the hard ones which were almost certainly going to happen in a few days, when Hiccup confronted Jack about his behavior.

"Why I fell in love with him?" Hiccup mused out loud. "There are so many reasons… the only way for me to explain is to just start. He is…"

Hey y'all! Back with a sequel to She Was... Never Gone for Good. The chapters are going to be constructed differently than SWNGFG, and they're... well, you're just going to have to see, huh? Anyway, I hope y'all like it, it took a bit of time to come up with the ideas and chapters for the story. If it disappoints, I'm sorry, but I always try to write things I'm proud of, and if the characters seem a bit OOC or different than the last story, it's because some time has passed, and I always thought Bunny would act differently around Hiccup than he does around Jack. I'll stop being pessimistic now. First update has two chapters, so read the next chapter, and please review, follow, favorite, so that I know if this story's worth completing or not. Thanks :)