This is my SEVENTH update today. I know, maybe it's too much, but I can't stop myself. I just see a story and I just have to...update it. Haha.

Now, before you continue, PLEASE READ THIS RIGHT NOW: I know, maybe Hiccup's injuries seem less severe then you would have imagined them to be, but it's been one week since the accident now, remember. So...yeah. :)

You know what? This is my first Modern fanfiction, and I really am liking it. Writing this is so...much...FUN. And I'm sorry about that last cliffhanger...I just couldn't help myself. :) Enjoy the chapter, shout-outs:

silverwolvesarecool: Yes, I like to think of Valka and Astrid as friends. I really love Valka. :) I think she's a great character.

Astrid had only seen Hiccup sleeping twice; once naturally, once unnaturally. When he fell asleep watching a movie, and when he was knocked into a coma by a car accident.

When Astrid met the driver who ran that red light, she was going to make sure they paid for what they did. Go to jail for life, even; Astrid didn't care, just so long as they were brought to justice. And when Astrid finally got the courage to look at Hiccup, it was even more so.

He was wearing a red and grey short sleeved t-shirt that looked just barely too big for him. Of course, he was skinny, so the size he was wearing could have been the normal size for his age...why was Astrid suddenly thinking about that? She didn't know. He had an IV attatched to his right forearm, and a breathing tube up his nose. His glasses were gone. Right, Valka had said that they were smashed. Astrid completely understood that. Other than everything she took in, there wasn't much else Astrid found wrong.

Except his leg.

Right. One of his legs were missing.

She closed the door and silently moved over to the bedside. His eyes were closed, his breathing steady, and for just a moment, Astrid imagined he was only sleeping, not in a serious coma. But, of course, there was no such luck.

"Hiccup," she said, "you...you need to wake up. Please wake up. We miss you. Toothless barely eats anymore. He won't stop looking for you around the house, and...well, Hiccup, I need you to wake up. I need you to wake up. Your Mom needs you to wake up. It just...it hasn't been the same without you, you know, and...I don't even know if you can hear me or not. You...you add color, everywhere you go, and no one will ever tell me otherwise. I need you to wake up, so then at least I know that you are okay, and that everything will work out. So...there. You need to wake up. You have to wake up. You will wake up. I just...don't know when."

There was no response whatsoever. She felt tears sting her eyes, but she pushed them back. She moved a chair over to the bedside and took a seat, waiting, silently pleading for her friend to just do something as simple as open his eyes. That's all she wanted. All she wanted was for Hiccup to open his eyes, to tell her that he was okay. She needed to know. She needed to know he would live. She needed to know he would wake up.

But the thing was, no one knew if he would or not. Not even the doctors knew for sure either way. Valka was scared, and so was Astrid. She couldn't lose Hiccup. No, not yet. Not when everything was finally going smoothly. Not when Hiccup had finally gotten used to his new home. Not when Astrid had finally learned more about him. Not when they had became good friends. Best friends. Possibly even more than that.

She stayed there for hours, until she finally decided to stop keeping track.

"Please wake up," said Astrid. "You...we need you to wake up. It hasn't been the same, for anyone." She looked back at him, and then closed her eyes for just a moment.

...

"Astrid," the girl felt someone shaking her awake. She sat up groggily and looked around, blinking a few times to clear her blurry vision. Valka was shaking her shoulder slightly, her deep emerald eyes shining with worry.

"Valka?" Astrid asked. "Where...oh." Right. She was in the hospital. Her memory came flooding back like a slap in the face. She remembered everything instantly, although she desperately tried not to.

Valka nodded. "It took longer than I expected it to," she said. "To get his glasses, I mean. But at least I got them, so when he wakes up, he'll have them. You fell asleep."

"Yeah, I think I did," said Astrid. "Sorry." She got to her feet and sighed, looking back at the boy in the hospital bed. "Has anything changed since I fell asleep?" she asked.

Valka shook her head. "No," she said regretfully. "Nothing."

"Oh," said Astrid. Just as she spoke, her phone rang. Astrid took it out of her pocket, and then realized it was her mother. "Um...I'm just going to step outside for a minute," she said, walking towards the door. She answered the phone once in the hallway and spoke softly. "Mom?"

"Astrid!" the woman on the other line exclaimed. "Where have you been!? You know how worried you make me!? Where are you?"

"I'm at the hospital," said Astrid.

"WHAT!?" said her mother. "What happened!?"

"No, not me," said Astrid. "I'm not checked in. I finally got a chance to visit Hadley."

"You could at least tell me where you're going before you go!" said her mother. "You had me scared half to death, Astrid Rose Hofferson."

"Please, don't use the full name, it just wastes time," said Astrid. "I'll be home in a few minutes."

"I'm coming to pick you up," said her mother. "Wait in the lobby for me."

"Yes ma'am," said Astrid. Then, the call was ended. Astrid sighed and put her phone into her back pocket before reentering the room.

"I have to...um...go," said Astrid. "Do you think I could come back tomorrow, maybe?"

Valka nodded. "Of course," she said.

"Thanks," said Astrid. "I'll be back." Then, she turned and headed back through the hospital, to the lobby, where she was picked up by her mother and driven back to their neighborhood.

Astrid realized that she had left Tuff's bike there.

Great. So, the next day, she would be walking.