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"I'm so sorry" it was a wisp of air. Barely audible, but you could feel it. An icy, prickly breath of air upon skin. "I could've stopped it...I could've done something..." cold fingertips wrapped around warm, unmoving ones. There was silence. Deafening, soul engulfing silence.

"I don't care if you never forgive me. I just...just want you to wake up..." he bowed his head. "Just want you alive..." and then an icy prick upon the back of his hand. An icy prick he was all too familiar with.

"I don't blame you. There was nothing you could do" they say when you're in a coma or in a vegetative state, you can have an out-of-body experience. Hiccup didn't actually believe this, until now. It felt weird, like you were a ghost or a spirit or something. You weren't heard, weren't seen, and couldn't speak. It was like you were invisible.

Like what Jack felt everyday.

"The scauldron attacked and..." Hiccup trailed off. Jack clearly couldn't hear his words, so what was the point in talking? Hiccup knew what he needed to do. He needed to snap right back into his body, but how? It was lying limp on the bed and the tiniest sign that showed that his body was alive was his chest rising and falling just a miniscule bit. Jack was curled up around the bedside, eyes shut tight and hands clasped around Hiccup's.

Suddenly, Jack's head snapped up, straight and alert. His blue eyes darting about the room, as if an arrow had just whizzed past him. His senses were sharp and alert. "Hiccup?" he whispered. Hiccup's eyes widened so much that you could see the whites in them.

"Did you say-"

"Hiccup!" Jack cried. "You're...You're alive!" his voice cracked a little. He smiled, wide and insanely relieved. And just as quickly as it had formed, the smile vanished.

"Wait...You're here" he gestured to the spirit Hiccup "and you're also here" he gestured to Hiccup's body "So..." and now Jack was cross eyed and confused. Hiccup was just staring at him, mouth agape and unblinking, looking a lot like a dead fish. He still couldn't get over the fact that Jack could see him. Was this what Jack felt like when Hiccup could see him?

"It doesn't matter. Hiccup, I'm so sorry I couldn't freeze the water fast enough. I'm-" Hiccup put a finger on Jack's lips, whispering a soft hush.

"It's alright Jack. I know what you tried to do. I don't blame you at all" Hiccup said calmly with a smile and soft eyes.

"Really?"

"How could I blame the person I love?" Jack swore that was one of the only times he ever cried whole heartedly. Hiccup was just so pure and innocent and full of love...Jack couldn't help it. He wept like a baby. He loved Hiccup, loved the fact that he was so forgiving, loved his personality and the other one thousand things that would take too long to mention.

Without thinking, Jack took Hiccup in a massive embrace...but fell flat on his face instead. Jack blinked and quickly flipped himself around. Much to his dismay, Hiccup was fading fast.

"No..." Jack muttered. Hiccup was looking at his hands, slowly fading and becoming translucent. Then he looked up at Jack, his whole face spelling dispair. Jack tried to grab on to Hiccup, hoping he could grasp on to him, but it only made Hiccup fade faster. His heart beat rapidly and his veins were pounding. He almost lost Hiccup and he most definitely will not lose him again. But no matter what Jack wanted, Hiccup continued to fade...to dissipate...molecule by molecule.

Until eventually, he was gone. And Jack was broken on the floor, consumed by his own silent sobs.

X

Violent coughs. They woke Jack up, slapped him back into reality. He got up from his pathetic spot on the wooden floor boards and surveyed the room. The bed was surrounded by Stoick and Gobber and all of Hiccup's friends (and Snotlout). Thank god they couldn't see Jack floating right above their heads to see what the commotion was all about.

"He's alive! Thank Thor and Odin! My son is alive!" Stoick bellowed in his deep rumbling voice. Jack couldn't believe it. Was the fading Hiccup he saw earlier just a dream? A desperate hallucination? Or maybe Hiccup's soul came out for a moment? Whatever, it didn't matter. Real Hiccup was here and alive and-

"Dad? Where are you? Why is everything so dark?" and all it took were those questions to shatter Jack's fragile heart. It shattered everyone's hearts. Stoick waved five sausage fingers in front of his son's unblinking, half lidded eyes.

No reaction.

"Son...Can you see me?" Stoick asked, softer than his usual voice. He didn't show it, but this beast of a viking was actually afraid of the answer. Terrified even, more so than the scauldron that nearly took his and his son's life.

"I...I can't see anything"

It was like time in that room stopped instantly. Everyone was frozen. How should one react when your best friend or your son or your love had suddenly become blind? Tears threatened to leak out of the corners of the eyes of Stoick the Vast. If only Hiccup could see it, how touched he would be. Jack decended from the ceiling and knelt right in front of Hiccup.

"Hiccup?" he asked in a small voice.

"Jack" he mouthed. He couldn't exactly call out to an invisible boy with everyone else still in the room now could he? Jack smiled, a little relieved. At least he still had his memories.

"I...I want to be alone" Hiccup said, weak but clear. And just like that, all the vikings filed out of the room, Astrid the last, unable to take her eyes off of Hiccup.

"Jack it wasn't your fault this happened. I got scalded in the eyes and now I pay the consequences-"

"You heard?"

"Every word" Jack's eyes widened. He did blame himself for this in front of Hiccup, but he didn't think he might've heard it. Maybe that fading Hiccup wasn't a hallucination after all.

"Do you remember anything?" Jack asked, just to be sure.

"I remember the scauldron and the pain...and being knocked out..." Jack winced at the word 'pain'.

"Anything else?" Hiccup shook his head. Jack took Hiccup in a huge, tight hug. "I thought I would lose you...I thought-"

"Shh" Hiccup put a finger on Jack's lips, an action eerily similar to his hallucination. "I'm alive and I'm here. I may have lost my sight and my leg, but I've got you to be my eyes now" Hiccup smiled for the first time since he woke up. "I just hope you won't make me bump into a tree or a wall on purpose" he added making Jack chuckle, truly this time.

"I won't."

"Really?" Hiccup raised an eyebrow.

"How could I hurt the person I love?"

A/N: So recently I've noticed someone else writing hijack drabbles. Now I'm gonna be totally honest with you guys and hope that you guys don't judge me ok? Ok. So at first I was totally pissed off by this person because I sorta created the drabbles first and this other person comes waltzing in with a drabble fic of her own. I felt copied.
But honestly now, I don't really care too much. So there's another person writing the Hijack drabbles. So what? The more the merrier right? And besides, as long as people read my fics and I have fun writing them, it doesn't matter if I have a little competition right? Anyway her name is saphirechamp and half of this fic idea actually came from one of her drabbles. No I did not write this to spite her. I just wrote it cause I thought the idea was pretty good so yeah. If anyone of you know her or are friendly enough to talk to her tell her I said 'hi' ok? Thanks guys.

Oh and no that is not the reason why I didn't write in a while. I actually got a little addicted to 'Supernatural' and that sorta got into the fic. If you can spot it, have a cookie *holds out a cookie*

P.s I have more in store for the dream/spirit!Hiccup. That's all I'm gonna reveal for now.
P.s.s If you're real confused, it's alright. I'm gonna write a follow up for this fic to explain everything.

Thanks for reading, please review~