Steven had just dropped his kids off at school and was driving towards back the way he came when a red sports car began shadowing him. Steven, too absorbed in his own world and far too stupid to take notice, remained oblivious to the fact that he was being followed. He parked outside the hotel and fixed his hair in the review mirror. As soon as he made his way inside to the elevator, Hiccup sprang out of his own car with dark sunglasses and a business suit on.

From Steven's perspective, he was meeting up with his mistress behind his wife's back but in reality Hiccup had set up the entire thing.

As soon as Steven unlocked the room with his keycard, he was knocked unconscious.

When Steven opened his eyes again, he found himself tied up and stripped off all his clothes. Across from where he laid stood a tall woman with light hair and a long face, dressed very scantly and smoking on a cigarette.

"What's happening?" Steven mumbled. The girl took a drag from her fag, stepping closer to Steven. "Who are you?"

"You can call me, Ruff," She laughed and crushed the cigarette butt on Steven's bare chest. Steven yelped, trying to free himself. "Stop it!"

Suddenly, from the shadows stepped forth a masked man in a suit. He didn't speak but nodded at Ruff.

Ruff pulled out a phone and showed Steven some pictures. All color drained from Steven's face. "Who would have thought your mistress is actually a man?" she giggled. "I wonder what your wife will think.."

"No, please, don't!" Steven begged. "I will do anything! Just please don't tell anyone. I can't lose my kids!"

The masked man held up a hand before nodding towards Ruff again. She nodded back at him.

"Well you are in luck today, Steven," she said, crossing her arms. "We have a little errand for you to run."

Heather stared out the window from the hospital bed. Dagur had made sure she got the best care but nothing could replace the body parts she had lost.

"Miss Deranged," a nurse walked up to her. "There is a phone call for you. It's from a man called Fury."

"Put it on speaker and leave the room."

The nurse complied. "Of course, Miss."

"My brother is going to tear you apart for what you did to me," Heather seethed. She heard Hiccup chuckle. "You filthy, disgusting, sick, psycho-"

"No more than you and your brother," Hiccup spat back. "A limb for a limb. I could have let you bled to death but I didn't. You should be grateful, Heather."

"Instead you forced me to live as a cripple!" Heather screamed.

"Now you know how that feels."

Heather shut her eyes, a tear escaping past her.

"I hate you!" she whispered.

"The feeling is mutual."

There was brief pause. "I need you to do me a favor," Hiccup spoke.

"Fuck you!" Heather shouted.

"Been there, done that, no thanks. You are not really my type anyway."

Heather was breathing hard. "Don't think so high of yourself. I only dated you to keep tabs on Valka Haddock. No other girl would come near you and that's because you are just a worthless piece of shit, and deep down you know it."

Hiccup chuckled. "If that makes you sleep at night, sure. I already know Eret has filled you all in with lies about me."

Heather smirked. "Eret didn't need to, I could see it for myself. Although, Eret did mention girls would always pick him over you. His wife certainly did."

"I'm sure he likes to believe that."

Heather laughed humorlessly. "Admit it, Hiccup. You have nothing. Nothing! And when Dagur is done with you, you never will."

"We'll see about that."

Hiccup leaned back in his chair. "Tuff, I need you to find me Eret's home address," he ordered.

Tuff exchanged a confused look with his sister. "I thought we were saving him for last?"

"Oh don't worry, we are," Hiccup assured him. "I'm just going to take back what was mine in the first place."

The twins still looked perplexed but did as told.