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Halla's point of view:

By the time we had left my house it was already dark, but the lanterns made it easier. We hadn't really talked much since we left the dining hall and I couldn't help, but think that this may have been a bad idea. Auntie was walking ahead of me carrying the lantern and the baskets.

"Uhh auntie where are you going?" I asked, finally noticing that we were going the long way to the berries. The way that just so happens to be by Toothless' cove. Now I started to panic.

"To the blood berries" she said, still walking.

"I got that, but why are you going that way." I tired my best to keep the panic out of my voice, and not think of what could happen if I don't stop Auntie.

She stopped and turned to look at me one of her eyebrow raised in question. "This is the way your mother and I went."

"That ways longer…it also rougher…it uh…has…ROOTS" I shout finally thinking of a good excuse. I watched as Auntie raised both her eyebrow from my exclamation. "Uhh what I mean to say is…that uh that way has a look more roots. In the day time I trip over them all the time, I don't want to think of how badly I could hurt myself at night when I can't see that well. I don't think my side would be able to take me falling on it."

Just like I thought Auntie face shows understanding and she quickly turned away from the path. I sighed relieved that my lie had work 'than again the only ones I can't see to lie to is Gobber and Toothless' I thought, pushing away the small puddle of guilt that was forming in my stomach.

"Halla" I lifted my head to see that Auntie had stopped and turned her head just enough so that she can see me over her shoulder. "You should know that you mother was a terrible liar to." With that said she kept walking.

And the guilt puddle just grew. I sighed 'Great another person that can see through my lies…great. The times that I need to lie is when people are starting to see through them fantastic.'

We were silent as we walked..."ahh" well that was until I tripped over something.

I look down it was a small root barley peaking out of the earth. 'This is payback' I thought, tightening myself into a ball as pain shot into my side.

"Halla" Auntie exclaimed running over to me. "I'm okay…just…got the wind knocked out of me." I said, trying to breath in through my noise and out my mouth arm wrapped around my side. The next thing I knew auntie was kneeling in front of me her back facing me.

"Auntie"

"Get on…I don't want you to get hurt anymore." I would have argued, but there was an edge in her voice that made me feel compelled to listen to her, but this was my chance to make a stand for myself. I wanted Auntie…hell everybody to know that I don't want to stand behind my people, Stoic, Gobber anybody really, I don't want to be protected, instead I want to stand beside my people I want to fight with them for them.

So I stood up taking a sharp intake of breath and walked in front of Auntie. She was still kneeling down so I extended my hand "I'm okay…really…Auntie you don't have to try so hard and you don't have to feel guilty about anything. I'm happy maybe not all the time, but than again who is we're Vikings…well sort of" My voice was soft a small smile on my face.

My life is difficult, but it's my life. I have nightmares, but I also have people that care for me. Gobber has been there for me like a father should be, he gave me blacksmithing, he let me create my inventions criticizing me, but never to hurt me, he was there when I needed him. Even Stoic some what cares for me sure he's disappointed in me, hates my interference and invention, and sure he would rather be a chief than a father, but…I lost my train of thought there…damn it.

But if I didn't have a different life than I would be like every other Viking and I would have killed Toothless 'uhhh just the thought that I could have killed Toothless is nauseating' I thought, my stomach literally turning at the thought.

"You okay there Halla"

"Fine…just fine…I just" I shook my head "its nothing really."

"Okay well we're almost there do you think you can hang in there"

"I'll be fine, don't worry"

It was only a little while longer until we finally reached the berries.

"Why don't you sit down and I'll pick the berries," she said, walking towards the push. As she kneeled down I picked one of the baskets at sat opposite of her so our backs were face to face.

"Its fine I have enough left in me to do this."

So with that said we started picking berries. Surprisingly I wasn't cut as badly as the first time, which I was thankful for seeing as how, my hands were just starting to heal right. 'I get one minor injury only to be replaced with bigger ones great let's hope it's not a pattern' I thought, picking more berries.

"Halla"

"Hmmm" I said, a little worried about what she may have to say.

"How do you feel about me being here at Berk, about me leaving you and just all of a sudden coming back?"

"Auntie do you want to know the truth or do you want me to sugar coat it"

Neither of us turned to face each other both of us choosing to work on berry picking than face each other "Why would I ask you for anything, but the truth"

"Because its easier to hear…everybody here on Berk seems to like it when I saw what they want…Dad likes it better when I say what he wants to hear"

Auntie snorted "That's because that man doesn't understand how to be anything other than a Viking…something I warned your mother about, but she assured me that he loved you…"Auntie was ranting now the rustling of the bush she was picking was louder.

"I don't know if he loves me…I mean he always looks at me with disappointment and shame, and for a while he couldn't even look at me let alone share the same house with me…but this conversation isn't about Stoic its about you and me."

"Your right this isn't about your idiot father…so please answer my question truthfully."

"Honestly I had forgotten you." The rustling stopped and for a moment I could have sworn that her breathing stopped, but I continued because I wasn't done. "I forgot a lot of thing from when I was little. I just recently started to remember you. One day I was looking for new clothes because I had been trying to start rock climbing again and found it difficult in the dress I was wearing. So I went looking for mom old clothes, I found them and some other stuff. One being a box of your journals that you sent me, and your presents. I started reading them and than slowly started to remember you, but things re still a bit fuzzy."

There was a silence that hung in the air, but I wasn't done and I could feel Auntie's eyes on my back, but it was easier to talk to her when I wasn't facing her 'I haven't gotten that courageous yet.'

"I can't remember if I was upset when you left, I want to say that I was. That I felt like someone else had left me behind, I want to say that I felt like I lost more than just my mom during that raid. I know that when I found your stuff I was hurt that I forgot about you, hurt and confused that you left, anger at Stoic and Gobber for keeping you a secret. As for you being back… " This time I paused and turned to look at my aunt.

"I'm happy." Everything I said was true and the smile that was on my face was real, it felt nice.

Auntie just started at me for a moment her eyes starting to gloss over and before I knew it I was glopped into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry Halla…I'm so sorry I just wanted to keep you safe. I wanted to take you away from here to keep the last thing I cared about safe from dragons, Vikings or Stoic for that matter. I didn't mean to be gone so long, but I...I was…I was afraid."

'Afraid Vikings aren't afraid they have issues…they live for facing enemies and battles. Auntie was suppose to be one of the best Vikings so why would she be afraid of me?'

"What were you afraid of" I asked, hugging her back ignoring the pressure she was putting on my shoulder.

"Have you ever loved some one so much that you were afraid that one day they would hate you. You give them every reason to be upset with you to be angry with you and you're just scared that they will hate you to the point that they won't forgive you. I left you…I left you probably when you needed family the most and I lied, I promised that I would be back soon and instead I'm gone for years…I gave you a reason to be anger with me and that's what I was afraid of…" she took a deep breath pulling away. "Traveling around the world I learned one thing. It easier for people to hate one another than to try and understand one another."

"I think I understand and I forgive you for everything Auntie."

'She afraid I would hate her just like I was afraid Toothless would hate me...how strange…I wonder if it would be possible to tear the rift between Vikings and dragons so much has been lost on both sides, but who knows maybe it will be possible…that is if Vikings can get over their stubbornness issues.'

"You're here now Auntie and that's all that matters"

Auntie smiled and brought her forehead to mine. "I promise baby girl this time I'm not going anywhere."

"What about my dad?"

"Let him try to stop me…I promise you I'm not going any where not without you at least." I smiled and bowed my head into her forehead, part of me hoping she keeps her promise.