Healing Hearts

Rated; M for Mature

Pairing; HunterXAmy(HiccupXAstrid)

Author; Nightstar Fury

Disclaimer; I do not own anything HTTYD related-not the movies, shows, shorts, or series. I also don't own any of the songs that I may or may not use in the story. Everything belongs to its original artist or creator!

25; Date Day

{Amy's POV}

Something wasn't right and I could feel it. Ever since Hunter was discharged from the hospital last night, he had been unusually quiet. I mean, I figured that given he passed out from over exhaustion, but still something else wrong. Hunter was very adamant about just going home and going to sleep. He hadn't even given me a kiss or hug when he left the hospital and I didn't get a reply to my text when I told him I hoped he was alright. I messaged his mother and she said that Hunter skipped dinner and went right back to sleep. I decided to let it be since I knew he was tired and needed to rest, plus we were having out first date today! It was Saturday and I couldn't wait to spend the afternoon with him; he was coming to pick me up at 3 pm and we were going to a 1:30 pm movie and then on to the pier fair, finally we'd end the night by going to dinner together, I couldn't wait. It was going to be perfect.

This morning I woke up around 7am, took a shower, brushed my teeth, shaved, got dressed, and plopped down on the couch to relax and dry my hair. I was deciding what to do with it today: braid, leave it down, pony-tail? I just didn't know. I always did a braid, but today I felt like doing something different. I settled on brushing it out and putting it in a high pony-tail. I could always braid it later if I felt like it. Today, I chose to wear my light brown sandals, shorts, and light blue tank top. The time was only 8:15 am when I finished getting ready. I forgot it was still so early, Hunter wasn't even awake yet. At least that's what I assumed because he wasn't answering me. I decided to go make myself some breakfast, maybe then I would clean up the house a bit-that would kill some time for sure.

{Hunter's POV}

I woke up at 9am, incredibly rare for me to do unless I was sick. I looked over and saw Toothless lying on his bed and pretty calm so my Mom must have taken him out for me this morning when I didn't get up at usual time. Maybe I really had overworked myself, I was known for doing it back in the military and my friends could tell me that a thousand times over I was overworking myself and they'd eventually get Axel or Sam to force me to take a few days rest so I didn't black out on them. I saw that Amy texted me, I didn't reply right away though. I had a massive headache and felt sick to my stomach. First thing I did was go to the bathroom and throw up, that seemed to help a little. After using the bathroom, I took a hot shower and just stood in there for ten minutes letting the water run over me.

When the shower was over after twenty minutes: I shaved, got dressed, and sat on my bed looking over the discharge paperwork from last night. It said all the usual things, including that the doctor listed my diagnosis as alcohol poisoning. I couldn't get his words out of my head about being called a severe dependant alcoholic and if I didn't stop, I was going to die before I hit forty. He also suggested I stop smoking too-I probably should at least stop the smoking. I wasn't an alcoholic dependant, I didn't need alcohol; I just enjoyed drinking it. No way I was a dependant of it. I mean, if that were true then I'd need alcohol to get through the school day, and work. I could wake up from a night of drinking and still do both without a problem or needing to drink.

No. I was fine. I probably just drank a little too much on Thursday night, rather early morning and I know I didn't use the hangover cure I had-plus I had work on top of it. It had been a long, hard week since Monday when I went drinking with the guys and all that stuff happened with Amy, those perverts, my ex. No. I was good, I only drank to relax a little at night. I didn't need it to control me. I could make it a full day without drinking and be perfectly fine. Today would be that day, it was Saturday: mine and Amy's first date. I wouldn't drink today, it was all about me and her enjoying our relationship that we went through hell in order to start dating in the first place. I made myself some breakfast and relaxed, I'd be picking Amy up on the bike around 1 pm so we could hit the movies, then do the other fun things we planned for today back at the start of the week.

(1 pm)

{Normal POV}

At 12:50 pm, Hunter got on his shoes, leather vest, then locked up the apartment and got on his motorcycle. Toothless hopped on back and they were headed to Amy's house to pick her up. When they got there, Hunter had Toothless stay on the bike as he went to her door and of course she had heard the bike coming so she met him outside with a hug and kiss.

"Hello, Milady," Hunter smiled

"Hey, babe," Amy replied after the hug and kiss.

"Ready for a fun afternoon?" Hunter inquired.

"Been ready all week! How are you feeling today?" Amy asked as they walked over to the bike and Hunter helped her on it and then paused before he got himself on remembering what he had gotten for her.

"Much better today than yesterday, that's for sure. I have something for you," Hunter said as he went into the left side storage container and pulled out a box.

"You didn't have to get me anything, it's only a first date silly," Amy giggled some.

"I think you'll like this one since you're always with me," Hunter handed her the box as she took off the tape and opened the flaps to the box. Amy gasped seeing what was inside, she pulled it out and looked at it. "I figured you should have your own set when we ride,"

Sitting in her hands was a black helmet with neon purple streaks on it like Hunter's did. It was almost the same helmet only Amy's had purple streaks over the neon blue. Also, there was a leather coat, and vest sitting at the bottom of the box. "Oh, Hunter...it's beautiful..." Amy said in shock.

"I'm glad you like it. The helmet is a little smaller than mine so it should fit you better and I hope I got your size right for the coat. It's got the Icelandic flag patch, also the crest for the Archipelago. Oh! And it's embroidered with your name on the back, well, the name Sky Eyes since...that's what I call you. The helmet has your name embroidered on the inside in the back. Vest has the name Sky Eyes too, same patches as the coat." Hunter explained.

"Hunter, I love it. Thank you!" she kissed his cheek happily, "Let put the coat in the house first, it's too hot to wear it right now." Amy added as she rushed back to the house and hung the leather jacket in the closet and then came right back out. Hunter helped her get the vest on and then the helmet. He made sure to adjust the strap for her so it would fit properly.

"How does it feel?" Hunter asked.

"Comfortable and I don't feel like a bobblehead anymore," Amy smiled wide as Hunter got his helmet on and snapped the strap in place.

"These also have radios in them. The microphone is right in front of your mouth, their linked to the bike. It's so we can talk while driving and not have to yell over the sound of it," Hunter explained. Amy nodded as Hunter got on the bike and started it up, Amy locked her arms around his waist and smiled wide. She couldn't believe Hunter got her a helmet, vest, and coat like his. It was now she took notice of what was on the back of his vest, the name: Sharp Eyes. The nickname his friends gave him back in the military because of his perfect vision. Hunter gave the engine rev and walked it out of the driveway before releasing the break and then they headed down the road towards the movie thearter.

(Movie Theater)

"So, you never told me what we were going to see?" Amy asked when he parked the bike in it's spot on the rack and shut it off and pulled the chain lock from the side pouch.

"Not telling you, just gonna surprise you. I'm only going to say that you'll love it," Hunter chuckled a bit after locking the bike up and they set their helmets in the side compartments, locked those up before going inside the theater. Hunter had already gotten the tickets to it, it started in ten minutes. They got a medium bag of popcorn to share, and then two small sodas before getting into the theater and getting two seats. The lights dimmed as it began, Hunter grinned when he saw Amy's face light up at the move they were watching: Beauty and the Beast, live action over animated. Hunter remembered from their conversations how much she wanted to see it but couldn't when it came out because her dad wouldn't let her.

"You're the best!" Amy exclaimed quietly as they shared a kiss and then sat back to enjoy the film.

(Hour & A Half Later)

The two strolled out of the thearter still talking about how good it had been. Hunter knew Amy's favorite movie was Beauty and the Beast, that's why he took her to see the newest one that came out. He'd admit that it was really good himself, showed the truth of looking inside to see a who a person really was rather than the outside. A story of falling in love, sacrafice, jealousy. It was interesting and he enjoyed it, more so that Amy had a good time. It was now 3 pm and they'd be heading to the pier to enjoy some of the weekend fair. Hunter unlocked the bike as they got on their helmets and headed off, the drive wasn't far. Ten minutes at best before they arrived and Hunter parked again, but then he noticed the sign that said it wasn't opening until 4 pm.

"That sucks, what do we do for an hour?" Amy asked.

"Good question. Hm..." Hunter began to think. "Well, if you don't mind that is...there is one place I'd like to go," he said slowly.

"Where's that, babe," Amy asked as Hunter got back on the bike and clipped his helmet into place.

"The cemetery," Hunter told her quietly.

"Who is...buried here that you know?" Amy asked getting behind him on the bike, then Toothless.

"Chloe is. She was originally from Berk, home schooled until her father forced her into the military. She'd be eighteen today," Hunter looked down a bit, Amy put her hand on his shoulder comfortingly. She knew how much it still hurt him, it would hurt anyone.

"I don't mind, Hunter," Amy said softly, Hunter started the bike and they were gone.

(Berkian Souls Cemetary)

The drive had been quiet, but upon arriving at the headstone, Amy noticed her boyfriend's quietness. It was a little awkward to be with your new girlfriend while visiting the old one who was dead but still. Amy didn't mind, Hunter had a hard week and maybe this would make him feel better to get it out of his system to see her.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Amy asked.

"It's...up to you," Hunter sighed taking his helmet off and setting it on the seat as he walked towards the headstone. Amy took her helmet off and walked behind him and Toothless, his wolf dog began to whine a bit and lie down before the stone. Hunter reached over and rubbed his head after kneeling down, "I know bud, you miss her. I do too," It was hard for Amy to watch. Hunter had walked in to Chloe's house and found her hanging, something she did to herself because of PTSD from the tour they had served. Amy looked at the headstone to see the information: Chloe Marsden. Born: June 5, 2000. Died: November 14, 2015. Loving Daughter & Girlfriend. AIM-Sergeant First Class.

Amy smiled a bit and looked at the stone, there were picture on it in cases to protect from the weather. There was one of Chloe and Alpha Wolf, her and her Mom it appeared, then one of Hunter and her together sharing a kiss. Both of them were in uniform and the background appeared to be Iraq where they had been deployed. Hunter looked so happy there, and to be with her. It made Amy wonder if Hunter loved her the same, she knew she'd never take Chloe's place and clearly Hunter knew that too, but still cared about her.

Amy heard doors shutting as she looked back to see Timothy, Daniel, Eric, Heather, and Cassandra there. Amy gave a soft smile to them as they walked over to see Hunter just standing there with his hands in his pockets and staring at the headstone. "How's he doing?" Eric asked.

"Hasn't said a work except about missing her," Amy replied lightly.

"Give him some time. Chloe is more than just an ex, Amy. Chloe was Hunter's first for everything, and she'll always have a special place in his heart no matter how much time passes." Daniel said lightly.

"First for everything?" Amy questioned.

"First crush, girlfriend, kiss..." Cassandra trailed off.

"First intimate partner too. Hunter and Chloe made love right on the first leave we had from Iraq, it was only a week we were home after they'd been dating two months," Timothy said sadly with a sigh.

"You don't sound happy that he did such a thing," Amy pointed out.

"You don't know what happened, do you?" Heather looked at her. Amy shook her head, there was something that Hunter hadn't told her. "One of the reasons her death hit him so hard was because..." she stopped seeing Hunter sigh and stare at the sky.

"Because she was pregnant with my child," Hunter finally said as Amy gasped and tears began to form in her eyes. Chloe had been...pregnant with Hunter's child? "It turned up in the autopsy report when they were making sure there was no foul play or drugs involved," he added quietly. "When it got announced when we were going home; Chloe and I broke a major rule of no intimacy on base. We snuck off into one of the supply tents and made love for two hours before sneaking back into our barracks undetected. It makes sense now why she said she was sick that day. Chloe was...five weeks pregnant when she killed herself and I know for a fact she didn't know. If she had...she wouldn't of ended her own life..."

"Oh, Gods...Hunter, I'm so sorry..." Amy clasped a hand over her mouth in shock.

"It's life I suppose," Hunter shrugged not taking his eyes off the headstone as he took a deep breath lowering his head and closing his eyes. "I'm used to losing people I love and care about..."

"You won't lose us," Daniel told him.

"Don't make a promise you can't keep. Tomorrow is promised to no one and I know that better than anyone," Hunter stated as they walked behind him and the girls stayed back with Amy. They stood around him, hands on his shoulders or rubbing his back. They knew he was hurting. "It's perfect outside its like God let me dial up the weather. Got the whole crew here, I ain't seen some of them in forever. It's one of those never forget it, better stop and take it in kinda scenes. Everything's just right, yeah, except for one thing..." they heard him singing lightly.

"You should be here, standing with your arm around me here. Cutting up, cracking a cold beer. Saying cheers, hey y'all it's sure been a good year. It's one of those moments, that's got your name written all over it. And you know that if I had just one wish, it'd be that you didn't have to miss this...You should be here..." Hunter sang before he started shaking, he brought his hand to his eyes and they could heard him crying softly.

"It's alright, Hunter..." Eric soothed him. After a minute Hunter removed his hand from his face, he crouched down and kissed his fingers and then placed them on the headstone gently. Toothless pressed his nose to it leaving a small wet mark, Hunter took a deep breath.

"I miss you more than words will ever say. Don't worry, I'm still taking care of your baby. Happy birthday, Clo." Hunter said, then turned from the stone and got on his bike, putting the helmet on and clipping it in place and looked towards Amy. "Well, come on. Fair will be open by now, babe," he said. Amy blinked a bit as she walked over to him and got on behind him and front of Toothless.

"What did you mean earlier when you said you're still taking care of her baby?" Amy asked.

Hunter turned the bike on with a chuckle, "The motorcycle. It was Chloe's, she had bought it on the first tour because she loved them. Problem was, she had no idea how to ride it so I taught her. After she died, her parents let me keep it. This bike and I have been through a lot of shit together, and I swear to God...it's because of her I didn't get seriously injured the night I caused that wreck. Because she's looking out for me still, like she promised she always would after we met." Hunter said, "See you guys later!" he called as Amy held on to him and they headed off out of the cemetary and to the pier for the fair.

(Later That Night)

The fair had been fun, Hunter's mood returned to normal after the cemetary visit. The two of them went on rides, played games, walked around, had some snacks. They loved spending this time together, around 6:15pm they went to dinner at a small restaurant and true to Hunter's words...he didn't drink anything. By that point it had been over twenty four hours since he had a drink in his body. The last beer had been at 5:45 pm yesterday after getting home from the hospital and going to sleep. Hunter felt his body craving it, and at dinner he almost ordered himself a beer and then remembered he had to drive and wouldn't take the chance of getting pulled over and hauled off to prison over it.

Amy and he had a great date day/night. After dinner ended at 7:30 pm, Hunter and her went to her house and watched some TV, another movie and then ended up making out for half an hour. At 11:30 pm, Hunter had to get home to beat curfew. It was an amazing date and said they'd do it again soon. Maybe next week on Sunday when he had off from work again. When Hunter got home, he felt like shit. Sitting on his bed, he kept glancing at his mini fridge where he knew there was alcohol. Finally, he turned off the light and rolled over to ignore it.

'I don't have a problem and I don't need to drink,' he thought before letting sleep take him for the night. That's all he needed, was to sleep and he'd feel better.