Henrick 'Hiccup' |Haddock the third sighed, and closed his locker, his right hand slipping his badge onto the waist line of his trousers, slipping his gun into its holster on his left thigh. Auburn bangs were blown out of his face as his colleague flopped down beside him.

"Oh joy! Stoick's just informed me we've got a call out. Exactly what I need! A trip out into the 205 degree weather out there!"

Hiccup laughed fondly, and turned to the bulkier male behind him, grinning.

"Ah chill Fishlegs! We both knew this shit would happen when we came in today- oh wait... yesterday." he finished lamely, a yawn tugging it's self from his mouth, as Frank 'Fishlegs' Branson grumbled under his breath about terrible jokes and how everything was just terrible.

"Y'know Hiccup, you'd have more of a chance of getting out of here if you actually... you know.. slept?"

The smaller man laughed and tied his shoelaces, his boots on the bench beside Fishlegs. Due to it being too warm for his usual black suit that had earned him the title of 'Night Fury' by the youth of the streets, Hiccup had decided to opt for a green shirt and darker green jeans. It seemed that today was a day of informality throughout the whole lab, as Fishlegs wore a brown tank top, and black slacks, which was a strange style, but suited the man nonetheless.

"You two better hurry it up you know, little miss Princeton's getting angst-y."

The two men turned, and looked towards the door where a blonde was stood. The man's hair was rather long for a guy in Miami, but it was his thing it seemed. It suited the guy, so no one gave him any grief over it. Hiccup shook his head and smiled.

"Yeah yeah we're on it Tuffnut." Fishlegs smiled and stood up, his own badge and gun strapped to his waist.

"Where's Ruffnut?" the bulky man asked, causing the blonde to scowl.

"Called home to deal with the baby apparently. Man that guy she's with really annoys me. He treats her like trash." Tuffnut frowned, and cursed.

Hiccup smiled, and put a hand on Thomas 'Tuffnut' Thornston's shoulder, a difficult feat since the blond was almost a head taller than him.

"Don't worry about it Tuffnut, I'm sure your sister's fine. Besides, it's not like she cant just head-butt him if he gets out of line. You guys do it all the time at the office parties, and last time Snotlout joined in, remember you guys knocked him out! I doubt he's got a thicker skull than the self proclaimed ladies man, Dennis Jorgenson!" the blonde burst out laughing as Hiccup switched to a deeper voice, as if he were commentating on the WWE.

They walked out into the hallway, the harsh white light of led lights giving way to bright natural sunlight that made Hiccup hiss almost, the transition from artificial light to natural never ceasing to make his eyes hurt.

"Dude you didn't sleep last night did you." Came Tuffnut's voice, a hint of concern mixed in with his usual bored tone.

Hiccup groaned, and shook his head, a hand rubbing his face. He did not sleep well, but no way was he letting the others know that. He had a job to do!

"Here. You can borrow these. You know Astrid will kill you if she notices." Hiccup opened his green eyes to find a pair of shades in front of him. Hiccup smiled as he took them, slipping them onto his head.

"Thanks Tuffnut. I'll give them back at the end of shift." Hiccup thanked the taller man.

Tuffnut nodded and said his goodbyes, slipping into the analysis lab as Hiccup and Fishlegs continued on to the lobby. The duo soon reached it, and stopped. A blonde woman stood with her back to them. A light blue blouse framed her slim body, with black suit pants framing her almost perfect legs.

Fishlegs grinned as he saw her and Hiccup rolled his eyes.

"Fish you know she's ridiculously strict with policy, why bother?" Hiccup rolled his eyes.

Fishlegs laughed and looked at the smaller male.

"Hey man, you may not dig that, but I certainly do!" Fishlegs laughed.

"Dig what Branson?"

Fishlegs froze and turned to see none other than Astrid Hofferson, with her arms crossed, standing in front of him Fishlegs' mouth opened and closed a few times before Hiccup rolled his eyes once more.

"BBQ ribs. He seems to think they taste better with chilli and BBQ instead of just savouring the BBQ." Hiccup spoke up.

Grey eyes flicked to him, and Hiccup had to stop himself from flinching.

'Please don't notice! Please don't notice!' The mantra going through Hiccup's head was stopped short as Astrid smiled.

"We all know they're best with a beer and hot dog sauce!" Astrid grinned.

Hiccup let out a sigh of relief as she turned away, and elbowed Fishlegs in the ribs. The 31 year old grinned and a second later Hiccup felt his cell vibrate. He glanced at it to see a message from Fishlegs.

'I owe you man!'

Hiccup grinned and nodded at the older man, pocketing his phone again as Astrid began to speak.

"OK listen up you lot... where's Dennis?"

Hiccup blinked, he hadn't even realised the man was missing.

"Here! Miss me?" a muscled man appeared from the doorway, a beige shirt and jeans hung off him and Hiccup rolled his eyes. "Sorry I'm late, traffic was awful all the way back to that hotel of 52nd." Astrid nodded.

"Well that's not good to hear." Astrid commented.

Hiccup's head tilted slightly, a habit he had developed as a kid that just never left.

"We got a call there haven't we." the 22 year old sighed and Astrid nodded, Hiccup glancing to Fishlegs.

"Yeah now Frank, you and Henrick go to 52nd. You know the drill. We'll have Thomas get the body when he's done with us." Astrid instructed.

Hiccup and Fishlegs nodded and grabbed their gear.

"I'm driving!" Fishlegs grabbed the keys from Astrid with lightning speed.

"I- Aw come on!" Hiccup moaned.

"Aw man! That's gross." Hiccup laughed as he heard Fishlegs complain, and took another picture, the flash lighting up the dim light of the dingy hotel car park.

"You know I really wonder sometimes how you became an agent if crime scenes make you feel ill." Hiccup chuckled and placed another number card.

"It's not the crime scene that bothers me- we've got shell casings here- it's the smell of the 205 degree decomposing body." Fishlegs complained, grimacing.

Hiccup laughed again and carefully stepped around the body, avoiding the pools of blood. He knelt next to Fishlegs and snapped a picture as the other held the number card. Using gloved hands, Hiccup picked up a casing, looking closely, the shades on his head slipping slightly.

"Huh... 32 calibre... it seems as it there was a misfire.." the casing ended up in the bag with the others, and Hiccup looked around as Fishlegs packed away the equipment.

There were skid-marks leading from the shell casings. Following them, Hiccup moved further and further from Fishlegs, until he noticed a man standing at the police tape.

A blue hoodie and brown jeans framed what Hiccup presumed to be a lithe body. The man had shockingly white hair, even though the man himself looked only around 22 or 23, contrasting with brilliant, almost electric, blue eyes. Looking back to the skid marks, Hiccup sniffed, his nose itching when he frowned.

Something wasn't right.

Standing back up, Hiccup looked around and his eyes landed on the white haired man once again. He seemed troubled and his pale face was drawn into a frown. Hiccup sighed and walked toward the man.

"Excuse me officer?"

Hiccup blinked, and looked down when a young girl of around 9 tugged on his pant leg. The brunette smiled and knelt down.

"What can I help you with sweetie?" Hiccup asked.

The little girl looked down.

"I think I did something bad." Hiccup's eyebrows went up. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and used his other to turn her head to him gently.

"What's happened?"

The girl's brown eyes welled up before a voice cut Hiccup off.

"Emma! There you are! Oh god Emma I was so worried!" the white haired man had found them, and was running over.

The moment he reached them, the white-haired young man enveloped the young girl in a hug "What have I told you about running off?"

Hiccup smiled and stood up.

"Is she your daughter sir?" Hiccup asked politely.

The white haired man looked at hiccup and blushed before shaking his head, ice blue eyes fixated on Hiccup's emerald green.

"No she's my sister, our parents died a few weeks after Emma was born…so I became her legal guardian." a shy smile graced the pale man's face and Hiccup's chest heaved.

The brunette girl managed to get Hiccup to look at her, and he smiled warmly.

"Well miss..."

"Frost."

"Well Miss Frost. You said you had something to show me?" Hiccup smiled.

Emma Frost began to wriggle and struggle so much that the white haired man had to put her down for fear of dropping her.

"I'm so sorry about this officer..." The white-haired man looked uneasy.

Hiccup smiled.

"Haddock. Henrick Haddock, please though, call me Hiccup." Hiccup nodded.

The white haired man grinned, and seemed to be holding back laughter.

"Trust me it's a long story." Hiccup spoke, he blushed this time, and the man smiled, holding out his hand.

"Jack. I'm Jack frost."

Pale skin met tanned and the men shook hands before Emma shouted out to them.

"Mr Officer!"

Hiccup and jack both looked toward her before following, Emma running on ahead.

They were approaching a door which Emma pushed open.

Hiccup had a sudden bad feeling, before it was confirmed, as a loud long beep was heard, and the brunette's eyes widened.

"Get down!" Hiccup threw himself in front of Jack, arms wrapping around the slightly taller male and pushing him to the floor as an explosion shook the building, deafening them.

Cement rapidly started falling.

The last thing Hiccup saw was a block of concrete before everything went black.

Jack's chest hurt.

His head hurt too, but it felt like something was on his chest, and for a minute he just laid there, trying to remember what had happened.

There was heat, a searing heat that made the man dizzy, and then there was a bright light...

Someone was with him.

He remembered that...

And there was someone really important he needed to get to.

Breathing in, Jack coughed slightly. The dust nearly choked him, and the white haired man decided to just open his eyes slightly to fill in the blanks. Ice blue eyes gradually opened, and saw a soft orange glow that illuminated the rubble around him.

Looking down, Jack realised that someone was laid on his chest. Auburn hair that smelt of dust and chestnuts tickled his nose, a hand lay limply over jack's shoulder.

The tanned skin seemed to jog a memory.

"Henrick Haddock, but please, call me Hiccup." a soft smile graced his face.

Jack's chest heaved. Damn that smile suited him

"It's a long story trust me." Hm. The blush wasnt too bad either.

Jack groaned, a hand going to his own head, before noticing the red sticky substance that coated his fingers. His eyes went wide, and Jack did a mental check to see if anything hurt too much. He had a pounding headache, but other than that he felt fine.

He looked down and gently shook Henrick, or rather Hiccup, and winced at the agonised groan that left the other man's lips.

"Dad please... 5 more minutes..." came the raspy reply.

Jack chuckled softly before shaking him again, a little more gently.

"Hiccup, you have to wake up."

That received more of a response when the hand over Jack's shoulder tensed and moved toward his chest before stopping and gripping the blue hoodie rather tightly.

"Ah shit..."

Jack smiled, and began to push himself upwards when Hiccup's pained cry rang out in the dark space.

"D- don't do that... that.. ah... that hurts..." Hiccup whimpered.

Jack froze and brought his hand to Hiccup's head, grimacing at the stickiness he felt on the other's hair alone, the blood leaking through the gaps between his slender fingers.

"OK well I need to get up somehow. How do you feel?" Jack asked.

Hiccup's pained breathing pulled at a heart string in jack's chest and he waited for the officer to reply.

"Like... shit.. does that... count?" Hiccup's sentences were broken by his breath hitching, painful wheezes coming from the smaller man's chest.

Jack smiled, chuckling slightly, before taking a deep breath in.

"Well you'll just have to grit your teeth for a sec, I'm gonna get up and see if there's a way out." Jack spoke quickly.

Hiccup nodded weakly and seemed to slow his breathing.

"On three. One. Two. Three!"

On three Jack sat upright, catching Hiccup as he fell to the side, and quickly but gently laid him to the side of a boulder, so that Hiccup's upper back rested against said boulder. As the white haired man finished, he looked at the tanned male's face to find it scrunched up in agony.

"Sorry." Jack apologized.

Hiccup let out the air he was holding in one breath, and began hyperventilating almost immediately.

"Whoa! Slow down there short stack!" Jack tried to get Hiccup's attention.

Hiccup's bright green eyes cracked open and forest green met blue again, making Jack's chest flutter for a second time. Dust and blood caked lips parted, and Jack smiled.

"Sh- short stack?!" Hiccup rasped.

Jack chuckled softly.

"I'm not that short"

Jack's smile grew wider and he kept his eyes on Hiccups.

"Still shorter than me." Jack grinned.

Hiccup's eyes closed again, and a small smirk was on his lips, his breathing gentle again.

"Right then bite-size, I'm gonna check you over ok? Don't worry, I'm a nurse at the local hospital." Jack reassured the shorter man.

Hiccup nodded, a frown replacing the smirk, and Jack looked down at the man's torso. A large dark patch seemed to be sticking his shirt to his body. Jack glanced back up at Hiccup, and smiled reassuringly.

"I'm gonna take your shirt off all right?"

"Already? Not even a first date." the smirk was back. "I am appalled Mr Frost."

Jack grinned. Oh well. That answers that question.

"I like to try before I buy Mr Haddock." Jack joked.

Hiccup's smirk became a tired smile, and Jack gripped the bottom of the sodden and dirty shirt.

"This may hurt." Jack warned.

"Always does the first time."

Jack nearly choked as Hiccup's eyebrows wiggled suggestively. Biting his lip so as to cut off the laugh he so desperately wanted to unleash, Jack gently pulled the shirt upward.

"Ah holy dragons!" Jack paused when Hiccup cursed.

"Sorry but what? And was that a threat or a promise then dragon boy?" Jack smirked.

Hiccup's hand gripped the fabric on Jack's shoulder weakly.

"It'll be whatever you deem it to be frostbite." Jack grinned, before yanking the shirt upwards, the green fabric slipping over the other's head as a cry of agony tore it's self from the other's lips.

"Ok... now... now it's a threat..." came the weak reply.

Jack gently laid him back against the boulder, and looked at the man's surprisingly toned chest. Apparently, despite him being a walking fish-bone, he still had a bit of muscle on him.

"I like the sound of that." Jack smiled, trying to lighten the mood. There was a deep gash along Hiccup's side, plus a few bruises, but his chest seemed otherwise alright.

"Why doesn't... why doesn't that surprise me?" Hiccup joked, voice weak, as Jack hummed in response, a grin on his face.

"Ouch, you wound me! Not my fault I'm into talking fish-bones. I need to look at your back." Jack spoke, and Hiccup nodded in consent. Jack gently leant him against his chest.

"Yeah, figures I find the crazy ones." was the muffled response.

Was it Jack's imagination, or was Hiccup's voice getting weaker?!

"Hey don't give me that! You clearly dig the crazy kind else you wouldn't keep finding them." Jack winced at the long cut down the officer's right side, before gently placing him back against the stone.

"Ah the gods hate me..." there was a pause where Jack smiled gently before Hiccup's next words made him freeze in terror. "I'm sorry about Emma."

Jack's head felt as if it was going to explode and he winced, a pain lacing through his whole body..

"I shouldn't have let her. I should have stopped her..." Hiccup rambled.

"Hiccup please.. just stop."

The smaller male nodded, green eyes slipping shut as his skin seemed to pale even more. Jack frowned and pulled the younger boy's head up.

"Listen, I'm not angry with you... I've just lost my last living relative…I'm all alone, and I don't know what I'm doing. But what I do know is that you need to do your job."

Hiccup looked at him again.

"Find the bastard Hic. Please." Jack pleaded.

"I swear." Hiccup gave one, quick nod.

Jack nodded, and looked back down at the injured officer. He continued to wrap and bandage the gash on his side, Jack's hoodie being used as makeshift bandages.

"J- ah! Jack... what were you doing here?" came Hiccup's weak voice.

"Well, clearly to see you of course." Jack quirked an eyebrow.

The brunette smiled, appreciating the attempt at lightening the mood.

"Emma had a sleepover with her teacher's daughter last night, and I was due to pick her up. She almost always meets me by the lift, on the opposite side of the red tape you guys put up." Jack answered. "But when I got here, she wasn't there. I was about to try and get someone's attention, to see if they'd seen her, when I saw you with her. Em always did seem to like getting me into trouble." Jack smiled sadly, and cringed when Hiccup groaned.

The white haired man placed a hand on the officer's cheek and made him face the elder man.

"Hiccup you need to stay awake." Jack instructed.

Hiccup's eye lids barely fluttered open before a pained moan caused Jack's chest to twinge and his breath to leave him.

"Hic! Hic come on, talk to me dragon boy." Jack urged.

"Your... far too loud snowball."

Jack grinned and shifted where he sat.

"Only for you sweet cheeks. I can really be loud when I want to." he winked at the barely awake officer, who laughed breathlessly.

"I'll take that as a promise." Hiccup's voice got quieter before he slumped forward slightly, forehead gently bumping Jack, whose eyes widened.

"No Hiccup... Hiccup wake up!" Jack pleaded, and the elder boy waited a few seconds before groaning and gently leaning Hiccup against the boulder, tying off the bandage around his chest and standing up.

"Right. I'm all alone. Hiccup's gone to sleep, I'm all alone... ah shit!" Jack cursed, as he tripped over something, grazing his hand on a stray stone, the skin looking bruised and abused as the blood that had dried flaked off.

Looking back he noticed that he had tripped over a camera, it looked operational in the small cave of rocks they were trapped in.

We'll be fighting in the streets…
With our children at our feet…
And the morals that they worship will be gone…
And the men who spurred us on…
Sit in judgement of all wrong…
They decide and the shotgun sings the song.

Jack blinked at the sudden sound before looking towards the source of the noise. Could he really have been that stupid? Scrambling towards Hiccup, Jack patted down the cop, blushing slightly when he grazed that particular area as the music stopped.

"Fuck's sake." Jack sat down and rested next to Hiccup, his head still pounding. "Well... it's just you and me now snowflake."

Jack smiled and he felt his head fall back as he relaxed.

"-cup!"

Jack's eyes struggled open, his head feeling like wool as he looked around, his neck protesting, proving he had fallen asleep. Jerking forward slightly, a pained gasp caused Jack to look down, bringing his attention to Hiccup, laid on his lap.

"You fell asleep..." Hiccup managed, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jack smiled at him.

"Well you wasted no time did you. Before a first date? I am disappointed."

Hiccup smiled and coughed weakly, a trickle of blood coated his lips. That caused Jack to frown.

How're you feeling?" Jack asked.

Hiccup frowned, eyes slipping shut again as the voice drifted over to them again.

"-ccup!"

Jack looked toward the general direction of the voice and smiled.

"Hey bite-size, I think this is our chance!" Jack grinned.

Hiccup frowned again as Jack struggled up, groaning as his body was moved. His head lay toward the centre, his left leg folded up against the boulder, and the other was folded under him.

"Come on, look lively!" Jack spoke up.

Hiccup smiled and his eyes slid shut, his breathing shallow.

"Jack, when we get out of here, I owe you a drink."

Jack laughed, giddy with the excitement of getting out.

"And I owe you a date! Hey! Hey we're over here!" Jack started trying to climb the rock pile toward the voice.

Almost as soon as he started, Jack knew he'd made a mistake. Rocks started to shift and slide, before the whole top layers began to fall.

"Ah!" Jack slipped forwards, hands darting out to catch himself as he turned to Hiccup. "Hiccup move!"

The brunette twitched as the rocks fell, the larger rocks looking dangerous and daunting. Jack jumped toward him, as a rock fell and landed on Hiccup's left leg.

"AH!" Hiccup nearly screamed, eyes rolling backwards.

He passed out as Jack reached him, rocks settling, the dust beginning to clog Jack's lungs. Looking down at Hiccup, Jack winced as he saw the mangled remains of Hiccup's leg, before he pulled the rock off Hiccup's leg, and cradled the man's head as the lights flickered, and the darkness fell around him.

"Keep breathing Hic. You owe me a drink."

SO! HERE'S THE EDITED AND BETA'D VERSION! WOOO!

it'd be much appreciato if people could tell me if they actually like thse :)

i personally love this csi one but hey :s

i just need to find songs to continue it with :3

also: if anyone has a song they'd like me to attempt to feul my muse, feel free to tell me! :D

Neko: out x