Author's Notes: Yay, new chapter! I know the real episode comes out 3 weeks from tomorrow, which may kill this story, but I better hurry it up then :) Well, I finished Harry Potter! Yay! Enjoy, everybody.

Astrid's legs were getting cramped. She was crouching in a bush beside Heather, whose smooth scale armor was brushing her leggings. Heather's position contrasted greatly with Astrid's stiff tiredness at seeing nothing...After nothing...after nothing. Heather was poised like a cat about to spring, one hand on her shining skirt to keep it from rattling. Her fingers were twitching towards her axe, and her eyes were alert like a predator within sight of its prey, though they had been just as sharp for the past half hour. Suddenly she heard footsteps- medium paced, heavy footsteps. Like some large person trying to run.

The bushes exploded in a shower of leaves as the owner of the footsteps burst into the clearing. "YAAH!"

The girls' battle cry was mingled with a high-pitched scream. Astrid stopped halfway through drawing her axe in confusion. Heather's was frozen over her head, and her face wore a perplexed expression. Cowering on the ground with his eyes squeezed tight was...Fishlegs?

"Great Thor, I thought you were going to kill me!", Fishlegs gasped.

"What in the name of Odin are you doing here?" Astrid shrieked, still caught in her surprise and confusion.

"Well...We got to the tent, and Hiccup went inside, I heard voices talking, but then there was a noise in the bushes behind me so I went to see what it was."

He stopped, seeming ashamed to tell the rest. Sighing, he continued.

"They chained me and pulled me away, but Meatlug found me and broke the chains...They thought our dragons were far enough away, so they forgot the dragon proof chains. I ran back as fast as I could, but they had built barricades outside the tent walls. I heard Hiccup yelling, but I had to run away before they saw me. So then I came to find you and got the Thor scared out of me."

Astrid tried to keep the pale color from rising in her face. Her heart was pounding like a drum, and she could swear she saw Heather smirk when Fishlegs mentioned Hiccup being trapped and she gasped. "No", she said to herself. "Heather is wrong. So I was relieved when he came out of that coma alive. Who wouldn't be?"

Yet her lips could not convince her fear. Friend or something more, Hiccup could be in danger, and they had to do something. Something... but what? Trying to find out where he was would be dangerous, rushing into battle downright foolish.

She realized that everyone's eyes were on her now, even Heather's. Their leader was probably captured, or at least missing; their necks were on the line; and everyone knew she had pretty much been Hiccup's second-in-command. She gulped nervously. "Um...Obviously we have to protect ourselves..but first..." she groped desperately. Her warrior instincts should've kicked in by now! She should be barking orders, no problem! But Hiccup's face kept flashing in her mind, and she couldn't focus. "We have to find Hiccup", she said finally. The others nodded in agreement.

"And for that", she said with new confidence, "We have to capture some dragon hunters."