The Edge

Pairing; Toothless X Hiccup

Setting; Modern AU

Rating; M for Mature

Disclaimer; I do not own the HTTYD or any of the music that is used. Everything belongs to its original creator/artist!

15: Through Good & Bad

=Harvey's POV=

I had begun to feel ill last night before the club closed up. It started with a headache, then some coughing and fatigue. As the evening went on; I got worse. I had never been happier to lay down and sleep. This morning, I woke up with a migraine and feeling awful, fever included. Trayden had noticed it when I barely touched my breakfast; I confided in him that I was feeling a little under the weather, but also that I would be fine. As the day progressed, I found myself feeling sicker with nausea and eventually going to the bathroom and puking a little after lunchtime. Andrew is the one who came in and saw me because one of our regular customers had been in the restroom and reported someone, being me, throwing up. Trayden got informed, after that I was sent up to the apartment to get some rest.

The hours ticked by until my alarm woke me up to remind about opening the club at 8 pm. I knew I was supposed to be getting better, but I felt alright. I was sure I could handle one song. I got myself dressed and went downstairs. As expected, Trayden was not pleased that I had come down, but I told him I would be okay to do one performance. Though, I had not planned on seeing Seth, Ashley, Zack, Ford, Heather, Roslyn, and Travis sitting in my section. Yes, it was mine; my family and friends always sat at the table by bar #1. The seating arrangement was that of a big U-shaped booth that could fit a natural fourteen at one time, then a long table. This setup was by one of the sets of stairs leading down to the dance floor, and also just across the way on the far side of bar #1 and the doors to the outside lounge, there were men's and women's restrooms.

After the song, Trayden insisted I return upstairs, so I agreed. The first and second days of any sickness were always the hardest unless I happened to have ended up with the flu. In that case, I'll be sick for at least four days. Trayden was a fantastic husband to me; we were married June 21st, 2014, just six months after getting engaged. It was a small quiet ceremony at City Hall with my parents, few friends, and a minister; we celebrated at The Edge later on. Uncle Sam and Aunt Jamie had been unable to attend due to being out of town for something. I invited my parents, then some of the staff from the bar. I named Andrew, my best man, and Trayden selected Kevin. Trayden and I made love for the first time after getting engaged, and the continued to do it at least once a week. After the reception party from the wedding, Trayden and I went upstairs, made love, and then the next morning we caught a plane to the mainland, and then from there, we went on to Hawaii for our honeymoon.

It was definitely memorable; Trayden and I loved the entire trip. Once we got back, Trayden's last name got legally changed to Haddock, and then I made Trayden my business partner, so he became the co-owner of The Edge Bar & Nightclub. Since all that, we've been happily married and still living in the upstairs apartment above the business. In fact, we just passed two years of marriage last week. I'm glad I wasn't sick for that. However, things tonight took a turn for the worst when I was woken up by my cell phone ringing.

/Flashback/

I awoke to my mobile ringing with the tune of 'In My Eyes' by The Afters; it was mine and Trayden's wedding song. I groggily reached over and slid the icon over to 'answer,' then placing it to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Harvey. You need to come down, now. Tray's in trouble," came Andrew serious voice. My eyes widened as I quickly threw the covers off and got out of the bed.

"Be right there," I said, and then hung up. I tossed my phone on the bed as I put my shoes on and then hurried downstairs. As soon as I got out of the door, I saw Trayden's father, Drake Nyght beating him up. Rage took over as I rushed to my husband's side, and then blocked the punch with my hand.

"Release him, and I'll let you go," I demanded coldly. Drake glared at me, but released Tray, so as a man of my word, I let him go in return. "I will ask you one time nicely to leave. I will not have people coming in here and causing a ruckus in my building," I informed sternly. However, by this point, everything had stopped. I assumed this occurred when someone saw Drake beating on Trayden.

"This has nothing to do with you, boy. It's between my son and me," Drake stated.

"I don't care if it's the president of the United States and the leader of another country. This is my building and have asked you to leave," I said. Drake rolled his eyes and then shoved me out of his way. I hit the table where my friends were sitting, I cringed a bit holding my side. My eyes narrowed as I recovered and saw Drake about to his Trayden again. I put my hand on Drake's shoulder, which forced him to let go of Tray quickly. "Get your fucking hands off of my husband!" I brought my fist back and punched him in the stomach. The man stumbled and coughed.

/End Flashback/

Here I stood now in front of Trayden, protecting him from his father. In our relationship, I was the dominant one, so this was my job. All of the staff to The Edge knew about Trayden's past with his parents, and as a precaution, I made sure they knew to get me if either Drake or Rebecca Nyght showed up. My eyes never left Drake's figure, but I knew that my husband was on the floor injured and upset, probably scared too.

"Andrew, will you take my husband in back to get treated, please?" I asked.

"Of course, sir," Andrew replied as he came out from behind the bar, then to Trayden's side after I helped him up. I kissed his lips softly and rubbed his cheek with a reassuring smile.

"Go with Andy. I'll take care of him," I said as Trayden nodded slowly. "I love you,"

"I love you too," Trayden coughed holding his side. Andrew carefully supported Trayden, and then he walked towards the back. I faced Drake with narrowed eyes as the man stood before me after recovering from the punch.

=Normal POV=

"You're going to regret that," Drake growled out.

"I regret nothing. Now leave," Harvey demanded.

"Not without my so-," Drake began.

"Don't you dare call him your son after the shit you put him through!" Harvey glared, and Drake froze a bit.

"Please, as if you know anything. I'm sure he told you we kicked him out, right?" Drake said casually. "Trayden has always been a liar, we didn't disown him, he ran away,"

"The only liar here is you, and I can tell what you just told me is horseshit because you froze when I called you out on what you did to Tray. I know everything that happened, and I will not allow you near him. This is my property that I want you off of," Harvey stated.

"Trayden has always been this way. We only want to get him the help he needs," Drake tried.

"You don't know anything about him, and if you did then you would have accepted him for who he is!" Harvey yelled, and the father tensed up. "You didn't see Tray as your son; you saw him as a problem you needed to get rid of because he didn't conform to the lifestyle and choices you made for him! Trayden is his own person, and parents or not, you can't FORCE him to do and be the things you want!"

"It's wrong for him to be the way he is! It's unnatural!" Drake huffed.

"You want to talk about wrong and unnatural? Alright, how about the fact that you and your wife as Trayden's parents ABUSED and NEGLECTED him!? Hell, I would not have blamed him for running away because I would have done the very same if that was what I had to grow up with!" Harvey scolded as Drake wanted to protest, and couldn't find his words. "You damn well fucking know what really happened, so I will not stand here and let you lie to my face about it,"

"It's still wrong, and I have plenty of people to back me on that!" Drake finally said.

"Do you think I give a fuck who believes it's wrong? It's not wrong to be attracted to someone of the same gender as yourself. It is not wrong to love somebody of the same sex! Love is love, it doesn't matter how it comes about. It's not wrong for an eighteen-year-old male to love a sixteen-year-old female as long as they aren't screwing around sexually, right? It's not wrong for an older person to be attracted someone younger. So why is it wrong that two people of the same sex love one another? You think you got people who back you on believing it's not right? Look around you! Everyone in this building knows I'm bisexual and married to Trayden, and guess what? Nobody gives a damn because they all see it as two people who care about one another being in a relationship. There is no difference! The only thing wrong is that people believe there is a limit and boundary when it comes to love,"

"Don't come at me about love, kid. I've been married for twenty-six years," Drake scoffed.

"Trayden and I have been married for two, and probably still happier than you and your wife are. Tray told me all about the arguments you two have. You used to blame him for everything; the fact neither of you work, you live off the housing authority and food stamps," Harvey countered as a few people snickered. "Pretty sad if you ask me,"

"Well, I didn't ask you!" Drake yelled.

"It doesn't matter. You're not going to hurt him anymore, so leave," Harvey ordered.

"You can't tell me what to do; I have rights!" Drake informed.

"So do all the gays, lesbians, bisexuals, and transgenders in the world. Yet, you kicked out and disowned your only sixteen-year-old son for being bi. I don't care if you have rights, but this is my business, and I hold a legal obligation to remove anyone who poses a danger to my staff and my customers. Now, you can leave quietly, or I can have my bouncers make you go. Perhaps I have them hold you until the police arrive," Harvey stated.

"I ain't leaving without the boy," Drake glared.

"Trayden is a twenty-four-year-old MAN, and you cannot take him without his consent. That's called kidnapping, and it's against the law," Harvey crossed his arms over his chest. "What's it going to be, Drake?" he asked.

"He'll come; it's his nature to do as he's told," Drake smirked.

"Perhaps when he was living under your roof and didn't want to get the shit beat out of him, yes, that might have been true. However, Trayden is free of you your neglectful and abusive ways now. I won't allow you to hurt him again. Get out," Harvey warned coldly.

"You don't have the right to keep me from my son!" Drake protested.

"I'm Trayden's husband; I have the right to do whatever it takes to keep him safe and right now, that means keeping you away from him," Harvey pulled his phone out. "You have ten seconds to leave, or I am calling the police. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. I have power of attorney over Tray, and as such, I can press charges on you for hurting him. Three. Tw-," Harvey stopped when Drake backed up.

"Fine. I'll leave," Drake remarked as he turned and left.

"CJ," Harvey said to the bouncer on his right. "See to it that Mr. Nyght here finds his way to the exit and leaves the premises,"

"With pleasure, Mr. Haddock," CJ replied as he followed after Drake to ensure he left. Harvey moved an arm over his side and hissed a bit.

"Harv! You okay, man?" Kevin asked.

Harvey coughed twice, cringing from the pain. "Yeah, I'm fine. I might have…cracked a rib when that asshole threw me into the table," he admitted.

"Y-You got hurt protecting me," Trayden said causing Harvey to turn and look at him.

"And I would do it a thousand more times to make sure you're safe, Love," Harvey replied as most of the room went 'Awe.' Harvey saw Trayden's split lit, and mark on his cheek which was sure to bruise. "Are you alright?" Harvey stroked the side of his husband's face.

"Just…hurting," Trayden looked down sadly. Harvey knew how much too; it wasn't just physical pain, it was emotional also.

"I know, babe. Let's get you upstairs, I can tell you're upset and shaken up about what happened," Harvey suggested as Trayden nodded slowly. "Andrew,"

"Yeah, boss?" Andrew replied.

"Make the last call, and then shut The Edge down for the night. I want this placed locked up by 11:30 pm," Harvey said firmly. "The events of tonight have proven more than enough that we should close early before anything else happens,"

"Aye, will do, Harvey," Andrew nodded. Harvey put his arm over Trayden's shoulders, preparing to lead his husband upstairs.

"Harvey, wait!" Ashley called to him.

"Look, I know you want an explanation, and I promise that I will give you one soon. However, it's been a long night. I'm still sick, and my husband needs me. You will have to wait for the time being, I'm sorry. I bid you a good night, and please drive home safely," Harvey informed as he turned and continued walking away with Trayden. Not long after that, Trayden's and Harvey's figures disappeared behind the door that led upstairs to the apartment.

"Alright, crew; you heard the man," Andrew reminded the staff. "LAST CALL!" he yelled out to the patrons. Many didn't want to leave but understood that after what just occurred, it was for the best to call it a night. The Edge employees began to do their closing duties, and customers started to leave. Seth and his friend paid for what they had gotten during their time there, and then they too exited the building. Upon looking up, they were able to see the light on in the apartment where Harvey and Trayden were.

"Hey, Harvey said he would tell us soon, and we know he doesn't go back on his word," Heather told the group.

"Yeah, we should go for now," Travis agreed. Sighing in defeat as there was nothing else that could be done right now, they departed the area and returned to their homes.

[With Trayden & Harvey]

"Trayden, I want you to tell me what happened tonight before I came down," Harvey asked gently.

"Well, it was an hour after the club opened, and he showed up out of the blue," Trayden began as he looked down and continued to tell Harvey the story, making sure not to leave out any of the times his father attacked him.

"It's alright, don't cry. I knew you were in trouble because Andrew called me," Harvey told his husband.

"You got hurt because of me," Trayden whimpered.

"It's just a sore rib, maybe cracked and with a little rest; I will be okay," Harvey insisted. "Don't worry about me," he smiled some.

"What if he comes back, Harv? You know I'm afraid of him, and Gods I hate that I am…" Trayden sighed.

"Tray, if he comes back without permission, I will have him arrested because everything he did tonight is on camera, plus witnesses too. Why do you hate that you're afraid of him, babe? You suffered years of abuse and neglect; the first chance he had tonight to strike you, he did so," Harvey ran his fingers through Trayden's black hair. "Don't worry, Love. You are safe with me; I will never allow him to hurt you again," Trayden smiled a little as Harvey leaned in and kissed him, then Tray returned it fully. Afterward, Harvey broke it and looked at his lover gently. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it just…hurts where he kicked and punched me," Trayden muttered. "Maybe a hot shower would help,"

"Why don't you go start that shower while I lock up, and then I'll come join you. Perhaps I can…take some of that pain away," Harvey offered as he ran his hand up Trayden's leg causing his husband to blush a deep shade of red. Trayden ended up nodding as Harvey kissed him again, then he got to his feet to go lock the door. Trayden moved to the bathroom and closed the door a bit as he relieved himself first, then turned the shower on; letting it get to a heated temperature that would soothe his sore body without burning himself too. Trayden stripped down to nothing and stepped in slowly.

Trayden stood under the water, letting it pour over him. Silently, Harvey stepped inside behind his husband, placing his hands on Trayden's hips. "You know, it's been a while since you've let me ravage you," Harvey pulled his lover against him, whispering tenderly into his ear.

"We did it last week on our anniversary," Trayden reminded.

"Well, that was our anniversary, beloved. How often do I just make love to you because the opportunity arises that we have a little…spare time?" Harvey said as he kissed Trayden's neck, making the man tilt his head slightly to give Harvey more access. Harvey smiled as he stroked Trayden's hips and sides.

"Ah, Ha-Harv…" Trayden breathed out.

"Is that a yes to the ravishing, my love?" Harvey asked him. Trayden could only nod his head for Harvey to continue. Harvey turned Trayden and pressed his back to the wall while leaning in to kiss him deeply.

"Mm, Harvey…I love you," Trayden moaned out as Harvey pressed his body against Tray's while moving his kisses to a sensitive spot on his lover's neck. Harvey kissed his husband again.

"I love you," Harvey replied while looking in into Trayden's eyes.

"Make love to me," Trayden asked.

"You don't have to tell me twice," Harvey replied as he proceeded to make love to his husband right there in the shower. Harvey knew that there was pain in what Drake did to Trayden, but for Harvey that just meant he got another chance to show his lover how much he loved him and would always be there through good and bad.