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The pain made itself known as soon as she opened her eyes. Astrid sucked in a harsh breath when the throbbing in her shoulder intensified. Her body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and her fringe was glued to her brow. She sat up wincing, her top had been removed and she silently thanked Thor that whoever had undressed her had the decency to keep her breast bindings on. Blood was seeping through the bandage on her shoulder making her feel even grimier than she already was. A low growl caused her to jump in shock; the Nightfury was currently assuming a defensive stance where she lay. She moved to grab the water jug while her eyes were glued to the growling dragon.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you" A low voice came from behind the Nightfury.

"And why not?" she hissed her grip tightening on the handle.

"Because he'll kill you" the male said settling himself on a small sanded out rock. Astrid huffed angrily and settled the jug into her lap gripping it tightly "besides in your current situation you wouldn't hurt a fly." She growled angrily and moved to lunge at him but her legs were tangled in the bed sheets and she ended up toppling over. A cold laugh tore from him "you haven't changed" he snickered looking down at her.

"Do I know you?" she spat struggling to right herself.

"Wow I'm heartbroken" he mocked before reaching up and removing his helmet. Messy Auburn hair was revealed matched with Forest green eyes. She looked at him frozen on the spot, her breathing became rapid.

"Hiccup?" she gasped the jug fell from her hands and spilled over the sheets. He cocked an eyebrow at her resting his knuckles under his chin. He watched her mouth open and close like a fish.

"Now look what you've done" he chided getting up and taking the jug from her, he reached to help her up.

"Don't touch me!" she snapped at him, the change was instantaneous. He gripped her jaw tightly and forced her to look at him.

"I don't think you fully appreciate the situation you're in" he snarled his voice lowering. "You're injured and have no possible way of defending yourself."

"What's your point?" she said haughtily, flinching slightly when a feral smirk split his face.

"You were never one of the stupid ones Astrid, you know how to survive" he said simply jerking her face to the side and stepping back. He tossed her a small bundle of clothes. "Change or you'll freeze" he turned around giving her a small amount of privacy. He let out a frustrated growl when he felt the bundle smack him in the back of the head "change or I'll do it for you" he said glaring at her.

"You wouldn't" she said confidently matching his stare. He sighed and approached her straightening out the tunic in his hands.

"I've seen a lot worse than a naked woman" he said calmly before forcing her to lift her arms. Ignoring her small yelp of pain he pulled the tunic down. He then flattened out a pair of leggings and gave her a knowing stare. She blushed brightly and snatched the article of clothing from his hands. She removed her leggings while keeping her skirt on, once the new pair had been put on she removed the damp cloth.

"Happy now?" she grumbled.

"Yes, very" he said ignoring her sarcasm.

"Can you tell that" she said pointing to the Nightfury "to stop growling at me!"

"His name is toothless" Hiccup snarled.

"You named a dragon?" she laughed loudly. He turned to her his eyes dark with a cold rage.

"Is that so unbelievable?"

"They're monsters!" she yelled her hair standing on end at his expression.

"Not so different from you then" he said storming away from her motioning toothless to follow.

Astrid clenched her fists in anger and stood ignoring the sharp jab of pain. She made her way to the entrance of the small cave and exited out into a cove. The top was sealed over by rocks and trees but still open enough to allow sunlight through. There was a small hot spring along the corner of the cove she looked at it longingly but pulled away and tried to find an exit. She huffed out and leant against the wall trying to catch her breath. Her skin was sticky with sweat and she shivered slightly, her head beginning to spin. A soft whimper left her and she curled up into herself trying to block out the ringing in her ears. She felt her head being tilted up and a cup pressed to her chapped lips, the water slid down her throat soothing the dryness. When her vision focused she saw Hiccup leaning down with an irritated look on his face.

"Why did you leave?" she whispered her eyes watering and delirium began to set in from the high fever.

"You're really asking me that question?" he said his voice rough, curling his arms underneath her he lifted her up "there is no point in searching for an exit, there's only one and it can only be reached by flight." She curled against him the warmth from his body drawing her in, he snorted when she hummed slightly. He climbed back up to the small cave and set her down; he threw some wood into the makeshift fire pit "light it up bud." Toothless sat up and spat a small ball of fire before warbling happily and munching on the pile of fish in front of him. Astrid lay back down on the bed and watched him move about.

"Why didn't you kill me?" she asked.

"I didn't feel like it, that's not to say I won't change my mind" he shrugged. His fingers began tugging on one of the small braids behind his ear.

"You're impossible" she yelled out but her voice died quickly when she felt the dagger pressed hard into her neck. She looked at him her eyes wide with fear, Hiccup's lip had curled into a snarl and his eyes where cold. He pressed the dagger harder drawing a small amount of blood.

"You know what? Killing you is sounding much more exciting" he laughed. Hiccup's voice had lowered into a husk one that sent a frighteningly pleasant thrill down Astrid's spine. Her face was flushed red and she tried to pull away. He huffed in annoyance and pressed his hand against her forehead, he hummed "your fever's back." For the first time in her life Astrid was extremely happy that she was wounded. He pulled away and slapped a damp cloth on her forehead, twisting the dagger in his hand he raised it up to his mouth and ran his tongue along the bloodied edge. "Don't push me Astrid, you won't like the result" he said calmly before leaning against Toothless and closing his eyes. Astrid looked at him closely; his jaw had become more prominent with faint stubble gracing his skin. He had gotten a lot taller and broader, not like his father but she could tell his body was built for speed. She felt a small pang in her chest when she remembered the bumbling boy that had worked at the forge, the one that cutely stuttered whenever he saw her. Astrid bit her lip trying to stop her eyes from watering. The fever had made her more emotionally sensitive, she felt as though the slightest event would set her off. A small part of her wanted to push him just to see if he would follow through but her brain quickly squashed that thought to rest. It had been more than five years and she knew nothing about him. She sat on the edge of the bed and stood a strange apprehension overcame her. The only chance she had now was to wait until her wounds had healed enough then she could formulate an escape plan. She grumbled in frustration the one thing she hated most in the world was relying on others and that's exactly what she was being forced to do.