Hellooo! Chapter 4 guys! I think you all will like this chapter since we came to the point where Astrid is gonna meet a certain someone.. Who would that be huh? Tell me what you think and tips are as always very much welcome. Enjoy!

A stinging feeling right upon her forehead awakened her from her deep slumber.

Astrid jerked awake, finding herself in her own bedroom. She heard clattering on the ground and then the sound of shifting, straight out of the room.

Astrid turned her head in confusion, and stared at the door for a couple of moments, drunk of sleep, before the events of yesterday filled her mind.

How could she be in this room?

She only remembered laying down in the hall, and falling asleep, right there.. Before also feeling a warmth, and the floor leaving underneath you, another voice joined in her head.

Though it feared her, incredibly much, she had to know what was wrong in this house. Her hands felt clammy at the thought, but she could not live in this house any longer if it was filled with secrets.

Astrid yanked the covers off her, and much to her amazement, she saw her foot covered in bandages. Astrid furrowed her brows in disbelief. If her feet was looked after for then –

Astrid shakily lifted her hand to the wound on her head, only to find it was sanitized. Then, something in the corner of her eye caught her attention.

A cotton ball with a pincet, and a small bottle of alcohol on her nightstand. It was on the ground, it seemed to have fallen when.. Whoever or whatever left the room a few minutes ago.

Was she even ready to uncover the secrets of this house, she wondered, staring at the fallen objects in the ground.

Astrid shook her head, no, it was time to find out. She raised the covers and stood up, while grabbing another sharp looking object that had fallen on the ground too, just in case.

Thankfully, noone had changed her clothes, since she was still in her towel.

At least these ghosts still had some decency, she thought sarcastically.

Ghosts? A small voice in the back of her head said, but it was more some kind of question for confirmation. That could be a possibility indeed..

Astrid walked out of her room, and looked around the deserted hallways.

She tried to remember which way that thing would have gone too, but she was just awake back then when it had sped out the room, she wouldn't know.

Testing the waters, she just called.

" Hey, I have been living here for a month now, and would like to know who thought it would be funny to just scare the shit out of me these last few weeks.. " She yelled, and she realized how stupid she must've looked. In a centuries old deserted castle, calling out to noone.

Astrid waited for a few seconds, awaiting in anticipation. Nothing.

Astrid walked into the hallways, narrowing her eyes. " Don't you think play time is over already? That.. Stuff from yesterday wasn't exactly what I would call funny, honestly.. " She spoke, " Nearly broke my goddamn foot " She mumbled behind it, the latter still very much sore when she leaned onto it.

A movement, from her right.

Astrid sharply turned her head and instantly ran, following it, all the while while her bandaged foot was protesting against it. " Don't you dare run away from me " She grumbled to herself.

She felt her foot ache, but still, she carried on, running and running through the hallways, off the stairs, just behind the corner, she was almost there, her answers were in her reach!

Her path took her to the hall, where the lights around her were flickering for an unknown reason until they turned off. But that wasn't the thing that stopped her dead in her tracks when she finally reached it.

Luminous green eyes bore into hers.

A friction went through her whole body, from the top of her head to her toes. Covering her with chills.

The green eyes widened, showing her they felt it too.

Time seemed to stop just for a few seconds.

A million of questions began to rise in her head, unanswered and desperate.

The world around her still moved, but it was still and quiet, around them.

Then, her heart began to beat faster and her palms became more sweaty as she slowly came out of her trance.

Breathing became difficult as her legs were giving in, Astrid fell backwards onto the wooden floor, all the while she was still keeping eye-contact with that.. Him.

With wide eyes, she opened her mouth to adress the.. Person before her.

She looked him over, he was definitely handsome, but not in the traditional way; A gangly body, messy auburn hair that reached the nape of his neck, the large nose that seemed to still fit in with his slightly freckled face and thin lips, but these were not the features which got her attention at first.

Her eyes shifted to his again, illuminated forest green eyes with thick eyebrows, which were raised in an expression she could not fathom.

He stood still, unmoving like a statue, except for his eyes which were now moving over her face, doing the same as she did to him. It stirred something in her stomach.

" Wh- What are you doing in my house? " Astrid raised her voice in an attempt of seeming calm and composed, her face twisted into a grimace as she felt herself fail, heart beating against her chest.

The man's eyes immediately catched hers again and narrowed, as if he was confused. Ultimately, he moved for the first time in all the time she has seen him stand there.

Astrid noted how his body left a trail of some sort of fog as he moved, which disappeared after a few seconds.

She visibly swallowed as he came closer, she dared not to move.

He stopped a few feet before her, thankfully, but didn't speak.. He only seemed to stare at her in some sort of.. wonder?

Astrid's brows creased, unable to detect anything about the creature standing before her. " Who are you? " She tried again.

Another few seconds passed before she could hear a nasal male voice speak up. " I'm sorry, for not introducing myself earlier.. " Astrid looked up shocked, he could speak! " But you can call me Hiccup. " before managing a little, unsure smile.

Now Astrid found herself at loss with words, her eyes shifted to his form, to his face, his eyes, as she still could not believe this was real.

' Hiccup ' awkwardly shifted from one leg to the other, which was missing.. She only noticed until now, a prosthetic in place instead of his leg, he looked at her questionably.

Her eyes went up to his again, " Astrid.. It's Astrid " She quickly replied to his introduction in return.

Was this real? Her eyes wandered over his form. He was the one haunting her these past weeks? It seemed unreal, but there was no other explanation..

" You.. Probably want to hear me out, but I'll tell you, it's gonna be long. " He spoke softly. Astrid's attention got back to his freckled face before feeling a chill on her back as she looked down. Was this towel always so small? Her cheeks flushed the brightest shade of red. She coughed uneasily, " We'll talk, when I'm dressed. " She mumbled, only now realizing she was talking to a ghost.. In nothing but a small towel.

Hiccup's eyes seemed confused at first but then lowered only to quickly look away, looking as baffled and ashamed as she probably felt inside at the moment, perhaps even more. She was sure he'd get even redder than her if he still could.

He cleared his throat and suddenly found the floor to be very interesting while saying; " Yeah.. Umm, meet you back in the living room. " Before he walked back and.. Faded away into nothing?

What. The. Heck.

Did that just happen? Yes it did.

Astrid held her face in her head and nodded unbelievably, what has she gotten herself into?

A little while later, a dressed Astrid made her way to the living room where Hiccup waited for her.

He looked up from his position on the ancient-looking couch, while Astrid sat down, setting a good decent distance between them.

Astrid turned her head towards his ghostly presence and nodded, " Begin. "

Hiccup opened his mouth and began to talk, she noted how much his facial expressions changed and how much he talked with his hands and shoulders as he told her the biggest things, and things she would doubt to believe if he hadn't told her then.

" Wait, rephrase " She raised her hand to stop him from talking, he did and looked back at her. " You're a Viking, and there are more of you..? "

Hiccup nodded, like it was the most normal thing one could confirm. " Yep, that's right. Until now you've only met me, though. "

Astrid's eyes narrowed and she shook her head. " No, that's not true. Yesterday in the cellars, there was.. Something else. "

Goosebumps errupted over her back at the thought of yesterday, she still had a slight feeling she hadn't processed all of it yet.

Hiccup's expression changed yet again, but this time in one she hadn't seen yet, nor one she could read. It stayed like that for a few moments. " Yes, but we don't count them as one of us, as our kin. You were lucky I smashed the door shut after you left that room, otherwise.. Hell would've broke lose. "

Astrid fumbled in her position on the couch, so that door was him? Hmm, made sense. " You have to promise you won't go in there ever again. " He said, eyes on her, with an intensity she had never seen before in anyone.

Astrid shook her head, trying to shake away the nauseous feeling in her stomach. " So.. These fingerprints huh? " She began, and Hiccup answered every question she had, as weird as they would consider to be.

At the end of the day, Hiccup had hung out with her the remainder of the time, he asked her things, about the modern world as an example, in which she asked him about how he lived before in return.

Not that that wasn't weird, at all, talking to a centuries long-dead Viking about what hobbies he had back in the old days.

Astrid's eyelids began drooping when Hiccup was gesturing wildly while telling a story about his failed attempt at hunting back at his home, Berk, which was kind of funny, she had to admit.

He noted and he smiled, " What, are my stories not interesting enough anymore? " He said in a pretend-hurt tone while he dramatically placed his hand on his chest. Astrid gave him a small laugh, " No no, absolutely not! I'm just kind of tired.. Especially after a day like.. Well, this. " She explained, standing up.

Hiccup nodded his head with a small laugh, and stood up also, " I know, it was only a joke. There'll enough time to tell you my stupid stories. " He said with a wink " Come, I'll walk you to your room. " He gestured for her to come with him, and so they went.

They walked quietly, well, he sort of glide-walked if that's the right way of saying it. Astrid tried to look at his form as nonchalant as she could, still finding it to be a very interesting thing to look at, but not wanting to be rude.

After all, it's not like you meet a ghost everyday, especially not one like Hiccup.

At last, they stood before her room. " I would have never expected to say this to a ghost, but I'm happy you're not as scary as I thought you were. " She joked to him, while he gave a shy smile back.

" Well, it had to happen sometime. And I was pleasantly surprised you took it like you did, if it had ended totally different, you could've been on your way to a hospital right now. "

Astrid gave a short smile before saying; " Good night. " " Good night Astrid. "

She reached the doorknob and turned around to give him one last smile, but in his place stood nothing besides the empty hallways.