hiccstridlover14 asked: Hey kat! It's me, your super fan from fan fiction! First off, I want to say how proud I am of you. I remember when you published your first story and now you're this great, popular writer... YOU GREW UP SO FAST. which is funny bc i'm younger than you... I'm being dramatic again... ANYWAYS, I wanted to ask you if you could write a one-shot where Hiccup and Astrid get captured and they fet separeated and they tell them that the other one is dead but then they start shouting each other's name and..

Hey girl! So glad to see you here on tumblr! ;) Thank you lol, I feel like I've grown up fast as well. When I started all this I didn't have a clue what I was doing, and now I feel… well, somewhat confident haha. Not a lot, but a little. xD Thanks for the support! You were there with me from the beginning.

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Hiccup stumbled back, world fading and vision blanking white. He blinked in stunned shock as his hands absently palmed the wall behind him.

"No." He whispered in horror. He lifted his head, staring at Krogan through wide pain-filled eyes. "No, dear Thor, no…"

"Will you confess now?"

Hiccup shook his head, gaze empty and unseeing. He felt himself falling but he didn't care. Crumpling against the wall he buried his face against his hands, knees sliding up to his elbows.

He distantly heard voices but it was all a memory to him. In his mind he was replaying every beautiful moment he'd ever experienced with Astrid, every day, every touch, every look.

She couldn't be gone. She couldn't.

"Please tell me it isn't… bring her here, I demand to see her!" Hiccup screamed in anger, lunging against his chains. They jerked painfully, forcing him to fall back and smack the wall instead of Krogan. It wasn't nearly as satisfying as he'd hoped.

"Shut up. Pathetic." Krogan growled and paced between the cell walls, taunting Hiccup by standing just a few inches out of his reach. "Tell me now or the dragon is next."

"No, no, no no no no, please!" Hiccup pressed further into the wall, once again pressing his face against his hands. He could feel the wetness against them, the sticky stinging of salt water. He was beyond the point of hiding his pain from his enemy. Let them see, he didn't care.

"Please bring her back." Hiccup whispered in a breathy sob.

"I'll bring her body if you give the answer to my question." Krogan got on one knee, now eye level with the quivering boy. "Give me the answer. I might even let you have a visit with your dragon before he- and you- are sold."

"No…" Hiccup curled further. He hated the sounds of the chains clinking, emphasizing his hopelessness. "Shut up." He hissed through gritted teeth.

"My men had a good time of it, I must say." Krogan went on. He stood, cape swirling at his feet. "She was feisty."

"Shut up!" Hiccup shrieked with a jerk. He could feel the stones shake behind him with the force, but nothing gave. He had hoped the soft walls of the cave would crack, perhaps loosen. He whipped his head back around to glare hatefully at the man, spitting at his feet. "Don't talk about her that way." He didn't try to cover the pain in his voice.

Krogan smirked with a chuckle, shaking his head. "Such a shame a spirit like yours must be wasted." He crossed his arms over his chest, eyes locking with Hiccup's. "Now, tell me. Which dragons can break the Mold?"

"I won't tell." Hiccup murmured, ducking his head. He blinked again, realization snapping him with vengeance. Astrid was dead. She wasn't coming back.

A rock hard hand grabbed his jaw in a vice-like grip, nearly suffocating Hiccup in the process. He choked and closed his eyes, listening distantly to Krogan's demands.

"I won't… won't tell…"

The hand disappeared, leaving Hiccup weak and dazed. He blinked drearily, watching. Krogan strode to the door and motioned with quiet words to the guard outside. he spun back around, hands hidden behind his back.

"I figured… you'd want your proof." Krogan tipped his head sharply with a crack, the sound and action menacing. He tossed the object in his hand at Hiccup's feet, the thing clattering to a halt by his prosthetic.

Hiccup stared, terrified. Slowly, hesitantly, and in shock, he reached for the pendant he'd given to her not many months ago. Holding it in his chained hands he continued to stare, feeling the tears pour down his cheeks and drenching his wrists.

"Now, as you can see, your fiance…" Krogan laughed again with a shake of his head. "Tell me, and I'll have her body brought."

Hiccup fingered the metal lightly, giving a distant smile as he imagined that day again. The day she was so embarrassed to not have a gift to give. The day of their betrothal.

"Sònraichte Dragon." Hiccup whispered. "Hills of Tusk."

He didn't bother to look up to see Krogan's victorious smile. He'd let the enemy win this time. He was beaten. Broken.

"Perfect." Krogan moved, the sounds of clothes shuffling and footsteps gradually fading. "Bring the girl."

Hiccup shuddered, holding the pendant to his chest. He bowed his head and felt himself shake again.

The doors creaked, footsteps shuffled. Hiccup looked up and saw the limp shape held in the guards arms. With a choked sob he pulled as far away from the wall as possible, trying to reach her.

The guard carelessly dropped Astrid to the floor, and had Hiccup not lunged to catch her she would've slammed unceremoniously to the ground. But he easily aught her in his arms, tugging her limp body close to his chest.

"Ast, Ast." Hiccup murmured, pressing kisses to her nose and lips. "Astrid, please…" He bent his head, kissing her hand. The tears fell unbidden and unstopping.

He looked up, glad to see the guard was gone and they were left in private. He tore at her shirt and armor till he reached her chest, within modesty, and pressed his ear to her skin. Listening, he waited desperately.

No words could describe how relieved he was to hear the light thrum of her heartbeat.

Hiccup sighed heavily and leaned back, exhausted, but relieved. He kissed her again and made sure to tug her torso against him in hopes to keep her warm.

"Stay with me." Hiccup mumbled, pressing his nose against her hair. "Alright? We're gonna make it, just keep breathing."

She exhaled shakily, her breath tickling his neck,. He smiled and rubbed her arm gently, giving a silent promise.

Silently, he slipped the pendant back over her head, letting it rest on her chest.