guys it's like 2:21 am in the morning here in Montana and I can't fucking sleep, and I have work in like four hours, so I decided to write this half ass chapter for you lovely people so I can pass the time and my wrist is fucking killing me from updating my other mother fucking stories.

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Chapter Thirteen

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Hiccup's P.O.V

I woke up to the soft sounds of crying, I opened my groggy eyes as I propped myself back up on my elbows, and looking up. Drago was sitting on the edge of the bed with our new born wrapped up in his arms, he had him wrapped up in his dragon scale cloak.

The last thing I remember was passing out from the labor, listening to the sounds of my son's first breaths of life as Drago helped me deliver him, I thought I was dead, I thought my nightmare had actually happened, My body was still reacting after the shock and loss of blood, everything was still a little fuzzy.

Drago was looking at him with watchful eyes, while one of the baby's hands was wrapped around his large finger. I could hear our son whimper a little, he must of just woken up.

The Drago turned to me,"Ah you're awake." he got up as he slowly passed me our newborn. No hey I was worried about you or oh my gods you're alive, nothing I get nothing of course. I guess Drago wasn't the worry type anymore.

When he first passed him to me, It thought I was going to drop him, like no shit I thought I was going to drop my own baby, oh gods that was one thought I didn't want to think about.

"How long was I out?" I asked weakly, I was still feeling light headed from the loss of blood.

"For a few hours." He said as he slowly removed my shirt.

"Wh...what are you doing?" I asked him.

He looked a me for a few seconds like an idiot."You need to feed him, he hasn't eaten yet." He held the baby's head up as it latched on to my nipple softly as it suckled for milk, it felt really weird at first as this was happening, but soon enough I leaned back and let him get his first meal in hours.

Drago stroked the head of our infant while he was suckling, our baby had dark black hair like Drago's, but with my nose and skin tone so far, maybe he'll get my freckles or my eye color. He was small too, but not sickly thin or underweight I guess, he had some weight on him, but not enough yet, I guess I'll have to keep him on regular feeding scheduled.

We still haven't thought of any names yet for him, well we never got the chance to even talk about it. After I finished nursing him, I slowly patted him on by shoulder as he released a burp, after that I relaxed as I ran my finger across his cheek.

"We need to name him." I said looking at him, not taking my eyes off him for one second.

"I already have one for him." Drago said as he sat beside me, putting his hand under mine.

"And that would be..." I said trailing off, what kind of name he had in mind.

"Hakan." He looked at me, I couldn't tell if he was being serious or not.

"Hakan?" I asked."What does that name even mean?" I looked into his eyes as I waited for and answer.

"It means "One who rules all." I could tell he said that a bit prideful, he wanted our son to continue what he started, he wanted him to rule by the alpha's side and take over the world and watch it burn to the ground, causing nothing but pain and war.

I looked down at Hakan, he was just so...innocent and just a wee baby. How can I see him from twenty years from now and being like...Drago, I don't want to watch him become like my husband, I just can't picture him becoming that.

I sighed.

"What's wrong?" Drago then asked me with some concern in his voice.

"Nothing." I said not looking at him.

"Hiccup look at me."

I looked at him, a tear slid down my slender cheek.

"I don't want him to be evil." I said to him softly."I don't want him to become like you." At this point I didn't care if this got me slapped I have a right to speak for my son.

He grunted."You know why I got you pregnant in the first place, I told you our first born would take over what I started." he grabbed me by my shoulders as I listened to him." I need him and I need you with me." he caressed my cheek."Hakan will grown up strong like us, he will have a better life then what we had, do you understand?" He asked me.

I slowly nodded, I didn't like this, not one bit.

He kissed me on my lips as I closed my eyes, he then pulled away from me and took our son from my hands.

"Now." he slowly got up with him in one arm."You need to rest."

I nodded as he put the baby down in our makeshift of a cot we stumbled upon a few weeks ago, it was covered in fox furs and yak skin, making it warm enough for the baby.

I didn't want to rest yet, I want to stay up with with my baby boy, hold him close and tell him I would protect him from what his father wanted to do, this isn't the life I want for my son. But my body resisted me as I started to black out again, my eyes feeling droopy as i slowly closed them.

Is it too late to take our baby and run?