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I struggled to balance, swaying back and forth. I had never ridden two to a dragon before, and considering that one of the passengers was limp a kelp, it wasn't any easier. Hiccup had called Astrid to bring Stormfly to the cliff, but even she couldn't carry two riders easily. A Zippleback would have been more helpful, but they were troublesome and unpredictable. It was good that Stormfly knew her way back, because I had no idea where I was going. I held tight onto Leif, keeping my hands on his skin to check his pulse.

"Hiccup, hurry!" I called to him, feeling Leif's heart stutter. I pressed on him chest for some reason, even though I knew it wouldn't do any good. I wasn't exactly being rational, but who could expect me to be?

"We're almost there," he called back, looking worried. It was weird how Hiccup didn't see any problem with bringing a hostile into the heart of our village. Was he kind, stupid, or was he planning to kill him there? Well, it wasn't the last one, at least.

Finally Hiccup yelled that they were nearing the village. At top dragon speed, the trip had taken only a few minutes. To me, it felt like hours.

Landing gracefully in the town square, Stormfly dipped to let me dismount. Hiccup beckoned some men to help him carry Leif to the healer's house. I had no idea which way I was facing, and with all the chaos I was unable to hear anything that could tell me which way to go. Actually, I didn't even know if they had taken him to the village healer or not. What if they'd taken him straight to the dungeon, and had gotten the healer to come to him, if she came at all.

Squeak!

Something sinuous curled around my arm, digging into my coat with a tug. Whatever it was the began pulling me to the left, turning me towards the sound and smell of the bakery.

"Oh! Wink!" I said with relief. She purred and nuzzled me in response. "So they took him this way? Great, that leads towards the healer's house. Now, Wink, I have a job for you- you have to lead me to the healer's house."

"Squeak?"

"No worries, you just have to pull me through the crowd. I can make it from there." I knew that I was too disoriented to make it anywhere by myself, and my poor body was hardly ready to fall headfirst into a gravel pit.

Wink gave a nervous purr, but started to pull hesitantly on my arm, leading vaguely towards the smell of fresh bread. She suddenly pulled my arm left, and I felt a body come withing inches of my face. She swerved right, and I just barely avoided a stone building. I took hesitant steps, but she gave me no reason to be afraid. She guided me perfectly around every obstacle, save for the one time that my shoulder grazed a flagstone pillar. Wink had shrieked and dove for my scrape, licking it with her sinewy dragon tongue. I brushed her away, telling her that I was fine, but she was much more cautious from that point on. It couldn't have been more than a few hundred metre's walk, but at the pace that I was hobbling and the constant weaving of Wink and I through the crowd, we were taking a long time.

"BIRGITTA!" Oh no. I recognized that voice.

"What in Valhalla were you doing? Thor Almighty, you brought a tresspasser into the heart of the village!"

Father was cross; when I say cross, it means that he's so mad that he goes cross-eyed. Bigbelly described the look to me once, so I'm pretty confident when I picture it as something I don't even want to not-see.

"Dad, it's fine. He just got washed up in a storm. He's from somewhere far-off, 'cause he didn't even know about Berk having dragons now. He freaked out, and tried to attack Toothless, but Toothless beat him up, so now he's at the healer." I said it matter-of-factly, hoping to abate his anger. It didn't work.

"WHAT?! Who heals an enemy? It's idiotic- it was probably that blithering baby Hiccup- HICCUP!" Before I could object, he stomped off to find Hiccup, growling obscenities. I followed his voice, with Wink guiding me around obstacles.

Unfortunately, she wasn't good enough.

BLAM!