(A/N) Yep I love to update to much for my own good. At this rate I'll be getting up at 5 AM so I have two hours to write before school, and going to sleep at 12:30 AM like before! At least before the Christmas break I had around 7 hours of sleep, going to bed at 10 and waking up at 5. That was with 100 fan shots though and I could only update like every other day. With this though I'm not giving up on updates that slowly. At this rate if I can update stories with 30 chapters approximately daily up until the age of 19 when I start collage and have to update half as much, then (Believe it or not I actually did the math) Since my 17th B-day is October 13th 2018 I could have 100 stories done by the time I'm in my early 30's. Now multiply that by two thanks to writers block and studies sometime making me unable to update and that makes 100 stories with 30 chapters or 3,000 chapters by the time I'm in my early 60's. Wish me luck!

Darkness, it clouded everything. Hiccup was panicked, no way was this happening. He couldn't even cry, the loss of his father struck him hard. It all happened to fast. Hiccup stayed a couple more days in his house to pack, but that was it.

Hiccup slept on a hard mattress. The spare bedroom had no bed in Gobber's house, so Hiccup had to sleep on the floor. Toothless slept next to him, keeping his rider warm. The feelings were overwhelming, and Hiccup could do nothing more than just stare into the distance.

Tears had fogged his vision, and now Hiccup was exhausted and unable to sleep. He went two hole weeks without eating, his already thin form growing thinner. Eventually Hiccup knew he had to eat after losing track of time and meals. Gobber made him soup, but even that made him feel sick.

Then came the next round of news that was to hard for him to take. Hiccup had a friend in Elementary named Fishlegs who he was close to. Apparently he'd been put in foster care along with the cray twins of the school. His parents wanted to take Hiccup in since he had to have a home by law for two more years.

Hiccup packed his cloths and his fathers flag and note. He kept the thunder drum pin on his shirt. Hiccup no longer talked to anyone more than a few words. How was this happening? How was he going from a famous dragon racer with only one parent left, to a foster home with kids and parents who he hardly knew? This wasn't right, he wasn't like those abused, out of control kids.

Upon arriving at Magnus and Jacob's house, Hiccup was surprised to see the twins and Fishlegs weren't all that odd. In all honesty they functioned as a normal family. 'Not my family though.' Hiccup reminded himself in his thoughts.

The first few days were a blur. Then came the nightmares. Hiccup was terrified of the nightmares at first, but eventually realized he just had to live through them. The dreams were just a part of his subconscious finally managing to process the information of what was happening. Hiccup finally started coming back to life again.

Suddenly Hiccup was somewhere else. He was in his fathers lap as a small child, Stoick laughing wile his son played with a stuffed animal. Nothing else was visible, just blurry. The only thing Hiccup could make out was his father, his toy, and the sounds of laughter.

Then Hiccup began to worry. What was happening? He thought his dad was GONE! How was he here in his home? Was it all a mistake? Was his dad really still here? It couldn't be! Where was Toothless?

Hiccup's mind started worrying, and therefor the situation switched to a nightmare like one do to subconscious' fear. "No!" Hiccup screamed. He didn't mean for this, he wanted to go back with his dad!

Tears streamed down Hiccup's face as he lost sight of everything. Everything was dark. Hiccup could hear Astrid, his dad, Magnus, Jacob, his foster siblings, even Toothless in the background. Everything was dark though, and finally everything went silent.

Hiccup's eyes shot open as he finally woke up, sweat poring down from his face. Hiccup sat up, taking in his surroundings. The dark room, him and Fishlegs' desks, the bunk above him, and that pile of dirty cloths near his feet.

No. Hiccup thought. Why couldn't it just stay how it was? Why did I have to wake to this? He wiped his eye which had fresh tears. Pulling on his fur vest and long sleeve shirt, Hiccup strapped on his covered prosthetic and climbed outside to be greeted by Toothless.

"Y-yeah I know bud." Hiccup said in a hushed voice, petting his dragon. "I just couldn't sleep. No flying right now." Toothless huffed, but imediatly saw his riders sad expression. They both sat near Hiccup and Fishlegs' bedroom window which Hiccup had climbed out of.

Suddenly someone stepped into Hiccup's room. Hiccup was oblivious as Jacob saw him. Making Hiccup's bed for him, the foster dad looked outside to see Hiccup's sad and almost depressed state as he sat beside his dragon.

With a sigh Jacob grabbed a large blanket, and silently went through the front door. Hiccup didn't notice him when he walked across the lawn, and he yelped in surprise when two firm hands lay the heavy blanket over his shoulders.

"If your going to come out here, you need to keep warm." Jacob said gently, holding the blanket over Hiccup's shoulders. Hiccup nodded, taking the blanket gratefully. Toothless purred, falling back to sleep behind his rider, feeling like Hiccup was safe with Jacob for a little wile.

Hiccup sighed, looking out at the stars above them. Jacob noticed how upset the boy was, and gently wrapped an arm around Hiccup who was to tired to fight it. "Need to talk?" Jacob asked and Hiccup shook his head, not wanting to talk about his dream.

Jacob nodded, looking out at the stars as well. "It's pretty wild isn't it?" He said, catching Hiccup's attention. "So many stars out there. No one can count them, not even the smartest of the smart. It's a beautiful thing, but is unexplained. The number of stars and family have something in common Hiccup. Family is beautiful, but life is odd to say the least. We love people, and out of no where have them torn away from us. Similar to stars new people and generations come and go. No one can stop it, and no one can help but want to control it."

Jacob sighed, laying a hand on Hiccup's shoulder who was now listening curiously. Hiccup looked into the man's eyes, craving an answer to why he was saying this. Jacob smiled, taking the boys hands in his. "I know you've been through a lot Hiccup, and I know it has to be unimaginable painful to lose both of your parents at such a young age. That age where your having a hard enough time figuring your own life out. You shouldn't be having to go through the loss of someone else's life at the same time. I will never be the hero your father was Hiccup, but that doesn't mean I can't be another man to be there for you. Just like every new star that keeps the sky lit up, I can be another man to help guide you through your last years of childhood. I know I'll never be as close to you as Stoick, but I still wish more than anything, that you'd just...try to let me in."

Hiccup was beyond taken back. He'd never heard such a strong looking man talk so...gently. His voice was so sincere, and his words were oddly meaningful. Hiccup felt a lump grown in his throat as he remembered talks very similar to this with his father before he'd have to go to war. Stoick would try to sooth his son, saying there was a reason for everything and that Hiccup had to keep moving on.

Jacob knew Hiccup was growing stressed and sad, remembering his dad. He took note of Hiccup's clenched fists, and the tears glossing over his eyes. Hesitantly, Jacob pulled who he considered son closer, rubbing Hiccup's shoulder tenderly.

"Hiccup I'm a grown man. I know how hard it can be to chose who you can trust with your emotions. I won't judge because I've been through the exact same thing. You don't have to be afraid I'll hurt you Hiccup, I'm not going to let you go. Maybe...Maybe you've just held to much on your shoulders for to long. I hate to admit it, but I've been worrying you've been to scared to let it go. I'm here for you now, don't be afraid because your not alone."

Hiccup bit his lip, not wanting this to be true. He hadn't been holding to much on his shoulders! He was fine the way he was! He couldn't let it go now, he couldn't cry his heart out to man who wasn't even his dad! It was to hard. Crying over the loss would be accepting it, and Hiccup couldn't do that. He couldn't just accept the fact his father was dead! He couldn't just accept the fact his mother had left to because the stress caused by him! He couldn't accept reality. Because reality...it was terrifying.

Hiccup's eyes suddenly widened. Jacob...Jacob was right. Hiccup was scared. He was terrified. A part of him wanted to be alive again. Another part though, it didn't want to face the present. It wanted to live in those memories of the past. A part of Hiccup was scared of what he'd do once he faced his fathers death.

Then another thing hit him. A part of him was scared, but was grateful. It was grateful Jacob was here. It told Hiccup that it was better to seize opportunity wile he still had a family. If he started accepting things now, then Magnus and Jacob could help him face reality. The option was still scary, and not 100 percent trustful. It was better than the fear of being an adult, and not getting anywhere because he was stuck in the past.

It was all to overwhelming. The past, the present, the reality, and the fear of the future without his parents. Hiccup shuddered, clinging tighter to the blanket. He finally let it go. Allowing Jacob to hold him, Hiccup let go of his pride and fear for that one small moment. I allowed Jacob to take the reins, trusting his foster dad to protect him. Yes, not the, not a, but his foster father.

Tears that he'd holding back for to long fled from their captivity behind closed eyelids. They ran down Hiccup's cheeks as shudders and sobs racked the boys body. Eventually he was to exhausted to continue, and Hiccup looked up at Jacob expecting the worse.

What he received though was much different than Hiccup was expecting. Not a harsh face, not a stoic expression, not any of the above. He was met with warm eyes, the kindest smile, and a firm hand rough like sandpaper, but gentle enough to cradle an injured butterfly brushing away his tears as if he was a delicate piece of material.

Hiccup couldn't help it, and got on his knees so he could throw his arms around Jacob's neck and shoulders. Jacob was surprised, but quickly returned the hug, closing his eyes and holding Hiccup tightly. "Thank you." Hiccup whispered in Jacob's ear with a cracked voice.

"Your welcome Hiccup. I'm always here if you need me, even when your no longer a child." Something about that promise made Hiccup feel even lighter than he'd already experienced. His fears of being nowhere as an adult were slightly eased.

They sat like that a little longer, some occasional neighbors leaving for work and an owl calling in the forest nearby. Hiccup eventually pulled back from Jacob, rubbing exhausted eyes. "Common my boy, you need your sleep." Hiccup nodded, waking Toothless and sending him to the stalls.

For once in his life here, Hiccup didn't fret at Jacob calling him his boy. He wasn't tense when the man led his tired and uncoordinated form to his and his foster brothers room. Hiccup just accepted it, realizing no matter how hard it was and how realistic illusions were that he could live in the past and he future, he couldn't move forward without first putting everything else behind him. For once Hiccup slept peacefully that night, having dreams, but not nightmares no, dreams he could cherish.

(A/N) Yay another chapter! So I know this one's kind of sad, but I needed the Hiccup and Jacob bond. I showed the bond between Hiccup and Magnus grow in 'leg pain', but needed to get the story moving and do a chapter about Jacob letting Hiccup know he had to let go of the loss of his first father, in order to let his foster one help him. Your amazing and please review!