As the two confused teenagers look at each other Astrid is the first to break the eyecontact, she looks down onto the floor. 'Agnes...' he says, slowly rubbing his knuckles against her arm. He was trembling, not having heard what she just said killed him becausd in all truth he really didn't understand why she would want to be with him, she was to good, to perfect. It nagged at him every time he saw her, he loved her but he couldn't understand why she would like him.He put his fingers under her chin, pulling her towards him, but she still looked down at his feet.'Please Astrid...tell me.' tears had started forming in his eyes, so for that he was glad that she was looking at the floor. 'Because I see...I see you every day flying Toothless or training, that doesn't matter because you have such passion for what you do, what you love...And I--I want that... I want that love passion, I want you...' this time she looks up at him while talking, he sees the tears slowly dripping down her cheeks, he pressed his lips against hers, he felt the tears running down his cheeks too,

'...I love you Astrid...' he says as he breaks the kiss, she just stares at him for a second with wide eyes,

'I--' she starts but once again gets cut off by a sound from downstairs, this time louder and more violent.

Aaaarrrrggghhh! BAAAANNGGG!!

They heard the dragons screeching and we both exit the small bedroom in a second, standing at the top of the stairs they finally find the door set ablaze with the flames spreading fast, the grey smoak quickly raises to the top of the house making it hard to breath for him, Astrid still having a couple inches of fresh air they quickly run down the stairs. They spot the dragons on the floor in the middle of the big room, they were out cold having a weird symbol carved under their chin, four lines with different amounts of lines crossing over them and spikes at the end,

'It's the svefnthorn...' Astrid says, tracing the symbol with her fingers,

'What does it mean?' He asks, looking at the three beings in front of him.

'It's a symbol for long sleep, there is a myth about an island where the people dipped their swords in *caugh* in a potion called Deadeye and *caugh* they would carve the symbol on the wild dragons attacking their villages *caugh* *caugh*' Astrid explains, he puts a hand on her sholder turning her around. 'Astrid, we have to get out of here!' he yells over the sound och crackling fire,

'But the dragons!?' she asks with tearfilled eyes probably from all the smoak.

'They wont wake up, Astrid. We need to go, the fire wont hurt them!' he says, reaching out for her hand,

'Hiccup!!!' she yells at the top of her lungs, hearing the wood crack over our heads he ammediatly looks up. Ammediatly struck with panic he pulls up his arm, throwing himself over Astrid as the wooden beam falls from the ceiling. Feeling the heavy beam fall onto his arm and break in half he ammediatly takes a proper hold around the fearstruck girl under him and rushes them out of the building. He sits Astrid down on the grass as he crouches down in front of her.

'Are you okay?!' he asks as he pulls a strand of hair away from her face as she coughs, revealing a small burn on her left cheek. She whimpers, probably in shock over what had just happened but he couldn't help but to stop for a selfish second and look at the beautiful girl in front of him, even thogh tears were streaming down her red face and her blond long hair was covered in soot she was still the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

'Fire!!' he screams down the mountain towards the people walking by, as they signal for a waterdragon to come.

'It's going to be fine...' he says, trying to soothe his...whatever she was to him now. Astrid looked up at him for a second and smiled but in the next she fell backward, shaking violently.

'No, Astrid!' he yelld, picking her up in his lap.

'Astrid! As--*caugh* Astrid! *caugh* Help, someone, *caugh* Help!' he yells so loud that he thinks his lungs are about to burst, and the harsh winter breeze felf like knifes against his bare chest. He fell to the ground next to her, slowly seeing less and less of his friends running up the hill towards them. He grabs Astrids hand in a last try to wake her and he could sware that she lightly squeezed his hand. Black.

He opened his eyes slowly, shooting up in the bed he had been layed down on, his throat felt like it was decaying when he called out his lovers name in a paniced tone.

'Hiccup!' his father yells as he runs towards him from the other room. Hiccup looks around in the airy room, where was he?

'Where am I? Where's Astrid? Is she okay?!' he yells, starting tobget up but feels dizzy.

'Calm down son, lay down.' hus father tells him, trying yo push him back in bed but Hiccup realises the sad look on his fathers face.

'Astrid, no, is she okay? Dad, is she okay?!' he yells at his father, he feels the irritation burn inside of him.

'It's been two days Hiccup, she still hasn't woken up...' he says, looking down onto the floor.

'No... I need to see her! Wait... Toothless? Where is Toothless and Stormfly?!' he asks, hooing to the gids that at least they are okay.

'They are okay, they were only in contact with a small amount of the Deadeye potion, Gothi can reverse the effects and wake them up but Ruffnut Toffnut was sent to get the last ingredient last night.' his dad explains slowly, sitting down in the chair next to the bed.

'Dad, I need to see her.' Hiccup begs.

'She just in the other room.' his father tells him and not even a second later Hiccups rises out of bed and stumbles into the other room. Closing the doir behind him he looks around in the room, you could tell that it was Astrids bedroom by all the shields axes hanging on the wall. He slowly walks up to the bed in the right cirner of the room and sits down on the edge of the bed. He grabs Astrids hand and cups it in his hands, kissing her hand slowly.

'Please wake up, Astrid...I need you to wake up...' he whispers to her and like magic her fingers start to slowly twitch in his hand. She grunts slowly as he exhales in relief, Hiccup kisses her hand again and cant hold back the tears as the love of his life stares back at him with ease.

Astrid slowly sits up in bed and rubs the tears from his cheeks with his thumbs but now even she is crying lightly.

'I didn't say it backback...' she half whispers with a raspy weak voice, Hiccup smiles at the mention of what he had told her the days before.

'You don't have to.' he says quickly, cupping her face in his palms kissing her passionately.

In the next second the door is swung open and four familiar faces rush through the door, stoping promptly a few steps into the room, staring at the two blushing young adults sitting on the bed.

'What the...'

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Hi everyone, hope you liked this chapter even thogh it's quite short, I've just been getting some writersblock the last two days and I dont really know what to do about it but Im sure it will pass soon.

If you want to know more about the meaning or get a better explenation or picture of what the svefnthorn looks like you can easily google it and dont worry if you dont know what Deadeye is, it's a potion I came up with while writing and you will get more details about it later in the story as it place a big role.