Jorn decided to stay with Hiccup instead of going back to the Great Hall. He sat at Hiccup's desk and watched his chest rise and fall. The kid's breathing had evened out, but he still wasn't waking up. Toothless was sleeping on his rock.

The healer was growing worried. With all the stress Hiccup had been under in the past few months, his health had taken its toll. A seizure was his body pleading with him to slow down and take it easy.

Jorn was pulled from his thoughts when he heard the front door open.

"Hello," an unfamiliar voice called out. Jorn got up and walked down the stairs to greet the newcomer.

"Hi. I'm Jorn," Jorn greeted as he studied the new face. She was thin, but fit. Her hair was auburn just like Hiccup's and her eyes were the same emerald green. He decided this was his mother. "You must be Hiccup's mother, Valka."

Valka stared at him, unsure whether to attack or not. Best course of action: talk to him and see if he is a threat. "What are you doing here?"

"Hiccup and Astrid offered me a place to stay until a hut could be built," Jorn answered.

"Where are they?" Valka demanded.

"Astrid is in the village with her parents," Jorn replied. "And Hiccup is upstairs. He's, um, not awake yet. Something happened."

Valka ran past Jorn and practically flew up the stairs. Toothless woke up quickly into a fighting stance, but sat down again once he saw Valka. Jorn quickly followed in order to keep her calm. He came up next to her as he stood over her unconscious son.

"What happened?" Valka asked, fear pouring into her body.

"You know about his condition?" Jorn wanted to confirm.

Valka's eyes widened. "He had one of those seizures?"

Jorn nodded. "Yeah. A bad one by the looks of it. He's put so much on himself, trying to fill Stoick's boots, his body can't take it. I'm doing what I can, but when it comes to thing like this, all you can you do is wait."

Valka sat down where Jorn had been sitting previously. "You're a healer."

Jorn knelt down next to her, reaching eye level. "Yeah. Don't worry; I know how to treat him. But like I said, it's a waiting game right now. If he has any problems when he wakes up, I will do everything in my power to make him better."

Valka didn't say anything. She simply stared at her son, fearing the worst. Tears fell from her eyes. Jorn instinctively reached his hand up and wiped them away.

"No tears yet," Jorn said. "Healer's orders."

Valka let out a watery laugh and nodded. "Yes sir."

The two stared at each other. In that moment, both felt something. It was as if they had been long lost friends who finally found each other again, only to realize their feelings for another moved past friendship. Before either could act on this feeling, a groan could be heard from the bed.

Valka shot up and was by Hiccup's side holding his hand with hers. "It's okay, Hiccup."

"Mom?" Hiccup asked as he opened his eyes, looking up at her.

"I'm here, Hiccup. Everything is okay," Valka said. "Don't worry. Jorn is here as well."

Jorn stood up from his crouched position and moved to the other side of the bed. He placed a hand under Hiccup's back and the other on his shoulder, and helped sit him up. Once Hiccup was upright and leaning against the headboard, Jorn started his examination by holding a finger in front of his eyes.

"Follow my finger, kid," Jorn ordered gently.

Hiccup followed his finger and asked. "What happened?"

"You had a seizure," Jorn answered dropping his finger. "Eye movement is a bit sluggish. Make a fist."

Hiccup did so as Jorn grabbed his wrist and began tapping, counting the seconds and the thrum he felt beneath his fingers. After a moment of silence passed, Jorn let go of Hiccup's arm. "Pretty bad one too. You've been out for a couple hours. What's the last thing you remember?"

Hiccup thought for moment. "Going over paperwork. You walked in and we talked for a couple minutes. I came up here to get or do something."

"You came up here to take off your flying gear," Jorn filled in the blanks. "About fifteen minutes later, you came back down, sat in your chair and promptly passed out. Near as I can figure, you had a seizure after getting out of your gear and instead of passing out right away, you somehow managed to come downstairs. Which is quite a feat in of itself."

"How you feel, Hiccup?" Valka asked.

"Tired," Hiccup answered. "Breathing hurts a bit, but I'm sure it will pass. Head's starting to hurt."

Toothless crooned in concern and nuzzled Hiccup. He scratched the dragon's head in reply.

Jorn placed a hand over Hiccup's forehead. Sure enough, the kid had a fever starting to form. "Lean forward."

Hiccup obliged and Jorn placed one hand on his back and the other his chest. "Breathe in through your nose and out the mouth. Slowly. Five times should suffice."

Jorn could feel some slight rattling by the time Hiccup took his third breath. On the fourth Hiccup began to cough. Jorn removed his hands and waited for Hiccup to finish coughing.

Toothless was worried now, and wanted to know how bad it was. Valka gently pushed the dragon back, so that Jorn could work.

When Hiccup finally finished coughing, Jorn had him lean back against the headboard. "Open your mouth."

Hiccup did so. Jorn picked a nearby candle and held it close enough to look down Hiccup's throat. It was starting swell and was turning in ugly shade of red. "Congrats, kid. You are sick. That seizure really did a number on you. That and the added stress of being chief and repairing the village. Your body is literally telling you that you need to rest."

Hiccup shook his. "I don't need rest. I'll be fine." He moved to climb out of bed only to have Jorn hold him back.

"You are sick and are staying in bed until I think you are better. Understood?" Jorn stated.

Hiccup pouted and nodded. "Understood."

Jorn let go of Hiccup. "Good. Now stay here while I go downstairs and get my medicine bag and start a pot of broth."

Jorn walked downstairs and could hear Hiccup complaining to his mom about being forced to stay in bed when he had work to do. He couldn't make out what Valka was saying. She was speaking too softly for him to hear her.

He placed a small cauldron over the fire and poured the ingredients in to make the boar broth. Once he finished that, he grabbed his bag and headed back upstairs.

"The broth is starting to heat up, but before you have any, I'm going to have you take some tonics," Jorn said as he emptied his bag on the desk. "One for the fever, and another to reduce the swelling in your throat. And the last one is for pain and will help increase your appetite."

"Why my appetite?" Hiccup asked. "It's fine."

Jorn shook his head. "You're practically skin and bones. When I was carrying you back up here, you were significantly lighter than you normally are. It's a miracle you can still walk. You and I are going to be spending a lot of quality time together Chief, so that you are healthy to run this village."

"On that note," Valka said before the awkward tension could rise. "I'll be heading off to bed."

"Good night, Mom," Hiccup said as she walked toward the stairs.

"Good night, son," Valka replied as she disappeared to the bottom floor.

Jorn grabbed the tonics he needed, pulled the chair closer to the bed and stayed down. "Now that she's gone, you want to tell me why it looks like you're trying to slowly kill yourself?"

Hiccup's eyes were suddenly filled with anger and hurt. "I'm not."

Jorn didn't back down. He knew Hiccup had lost so much in the past year. He could see that aside from Astrid, Toothless, and his mom, he was shutting everyone out and building a wall. "Hiccup, it's going to be okay. You know you can talk to me."

Hiccup looked up at the ceiling, tears began fall from his eyes. "There's been so much death. I don't know how much more I can take." Toothless licked his face, cleaning the salty water.

The kid had so much pain in his voice; it was hard to hear him. "Kid, closing yourself off, forcing your emotions down, starving yourself, isn't going to bring anyone back. All it's doing is eating you alive. Throwing yourself into your duties is only making you feel worse," Jorn spoke softly. "If you continue down this path, you'll be dead inside a month and Berk will lose an amazing Chief. Astrid will be left alone raising your child who will grow up not knowing who his father is. Toothless will be heartbroken and will probably never let anyone else fly him. Is this the kind of legacy you want leave behind?"

Hiccup turned his head and looked at Jorn. "How do I come back?"

"First things first, we get you healthy. You can start by taking these tonics," Jorn answered as he handed Hiccup the medicines. "While you take those, I'll go check on your broth."

Hiccup nodded and uncorked the first tonic. Jorn stood up and walked downstairs. When Astrid came home, he was going to talk to her about finding someone to be Acting Chief. It was going to be long while before Hiccup would be able to handle being Chief.

Jorn grabbed a ladle and a bowl. He stirred the broth before scooping some into the bowl. He left the ladle it the cauldron and grabbed a spoon off the counter, before heading back upstairs.

He looked at the three empty vials that had been set on the desk. "Dinners ready. I know it's not yak ribs and mixed vegetables, but with the way your throat is swollen, I don't recommend solid food until it's gone down."

"Broth is fine, Jorn," Hiccup said, pushing himself up some more so not spill any.

"Think you can do it yourself?" Jorn asked, half joking, half serious. Toothless chortled and curled up on his rock again.

Hiccup gave him a small smirk. "Yeah, I think I can feed myself."

Jorn handed him the bowl and sat back down in the chair. Hiccup sipped a few spoonfuls of broth before speaking. "You don't have to be in here. You can go downstairs."

Jorn just shook his head. "No way, kid. My butt is going to stay attached to this chair until you are done with the broth or Astrid comes home. Whichever comes first. You are not going to be left alone."

Hiccup started to groan, but it quickly turned into a coughing fit. Jorn grabbed the bowl and sat it down as he stood up. He stood over Hiccup ready to assist, should he start to cough up blood. Each cough sounded painful.

After coughing for a minute straight, Hiccup took in a big breath of air and let it out slowly. Jorn helped him to lean back and moved to get a better look at him. Hiccup's face was turning red and sweat was forming at the brim of his forehead. The healer placed his hand on Hiccup's forehead again. He was hotter than he had been not even an hour before.

Jorn moved away and began to search through the contents of his bag. He quickly found what he was looking for and gave it to Hiccup. "Drink this. All of it. The effect will be instant."

"What effect is that?" Hiccup rasped.

"Sleep," Jorn said. "You're burning up. Having you asleep will make it easier to bring it down."

Hiccup uncorked the ceramic bottle and downed the whole thing in two gulps. Jorn counted to twenty and watched as Hiccup fell into a deep slumber.

Author's Note: What do you think of Jorn and Valka's first meeting? Is Hiccup going to be okay?

Depression can make anyone it's bitch. It shouldn't be surprising that Hiccup has it after everything I and the second movie have put him through.

Next chapter we get some background into Jorn's character. Stay tuned

Special thanks to DraconicBeing2.0 for being an amazing beta reader and friend.