I let my last trembles finish out before I stand. Hiccup watches me walk to the window, "It's getting close to supper. I'll go out to the Great Hall and get some supper and bring it back." I say, Hiccup moves his head a bit with a faked pout on his lips, "You aren't going to cook me my first meal since consciousness?" He asks me in a pathetic way, "No, you are going to eat cruddy food like everyone else and be glad you aren't in Valhalla." I say and stick out my tongue.

I grab a leather string and pull my hair into a messy bun so it's out of the way. "Belle," Hiccup says as I reach for the door, I turn back toward him, "Just drop the food with Asvor and go spend some time with Rye and dad, you deserve it." I smile my thanks then open the door a crack, I look back at Hiccup again and say, "Asvor is out doing some other work. But Terri, her assistant, is here." Hiccup nods and I close the door behind me as I walk out. It does feel kinda good to go do stuff on my own, but I feel a little pain from leaving Hiccup by himself in that room.

I walk through the village until I reach the Hall, I open the door and head for the food. Dad signals me to stop, someone hands me a mug full of what I hope is not mead. Dad steps up onto a platform, the crowd of people dining turn to look at him.

"My daughter, come here." he says and beckons to me. I step up next to him. Dad puts an arm around my shoulders, "Even though you are my daughter, you saved the future chief. In tradition, saving the chief or future chief means you are a ready warrior. In reward, we will give you the traditional gift of permission to the Mead Hall for tonight only, to receive a special drink made with the tears of Valkyrie's, and cooked by Thor's lightning. Cheers to Isabella for saving Hiccup. ISABELLA!" He booms, the entire crowd raises their mugs on my behalf, "ISABELLA!" They all cry. I take a small sip of my drink, "Thank you. I need to drop some food off at the healer's house for Hiccup first, but I will be at the Mead Hall soon!" I reply to everyone's cheering.

"I'll drop it off for ya, go take Rye and go to the Mead Hall with the other elders." Astrid says from a nearby table, "Uh, thanks. Just drop it off with Terri, she will deliver it to Hiccup." I say as Rye starts dragging me off. She nods and grins at me. "How are you?" Rye says to me with a wink. "Fine, now release my arm. I don't need to be dragged to the Mead Hall." I say jokingly. Rye laughs and drops my arm, we walk up to the Mead Hall and open the doors.

Inside the elders are already working on their first mugfuls. They all give some more cheers to me. I follow Rye up to one of the barrel workers, they make the Mead and this special drink I'm supposed to be given. The large man smiles and fills a mug up from a clean and barely used barrel in the corner. He hands it to me with a chuckle, I look at the contents in the mug. It's kind of clearish?

I walk over to a table and sit down, Rye follows and seats himself beside my closely. I take a slow sip, wait, no, it couldn't be! It is! They're drink made by Valkyrie tears and cooked by Thor, is, sparkling water! It must be hard for them to make, It has a faint berry sort of taste. "How is it?" Rye asks me. I take another swig of the actual decent tasting drink, "Magnifique!" I say with a smile and take another sip. "Magni-, what language is that?" He asks me.

I realize what I've just done, I've just spoken a foreign, and modern language in front of a viking! I'm a viking, but it doesn't matter. How could I be so careless! Rye looks at me in a very serious way. "What language, was that?" He asks me again. I take a deep breath and place my mug on the table. "French." I say to him, He looks a little puzzled. "What?" he says in a confused way. I say a bit more clearly, "That is the language, French." Rye squints a bit, "Why are you speaking French?" He asks me,

"Because of where I'm from,"

"Where are you from?"

"The future."

"Future? Wait, how many years into the future?"

"Nine hundred and some, I've lost count."

"Oh. I want to believe you, I've seen some odd things. A pretty girl from the future is nothing." he kisses my forehead. "Can you teach me some of this French?"

"No, It could mess up the future. It would be so, wrong, if I did. Vikings speaking French, not good." I say, we have straddled the bench now. With only a few drunken men left, Rye grabs my waist and pulls me a little closer, his lips quickly meet mine for a kiss. We kiss passionately he pulls his lips back and licks his lips,

"That drink IS good!" he says. I laugh then place my hands on the back of his head, my fingers move through his hair. He moves his head down and kisses me again. I move my legs up and swing them around Rye's waist, pulling us a little closer. He adjusts his lips. He slides his hands down a bit and puts them on my hips, under my shirt. He rubs his hands over my hips while I run my fingers through his hair. Kissing each other all the while.

I finish my drink, a few people linger about. The door opens while I'm kissing Rye, "Thought I would find you in here. Enjoy that drink?" A voice that could only be from one person says, I turn to see dad standing in the doorway. Rye and I pull away from each other a bit blushing as we scramble to stand up. "H-hi dad." I say as I bite my lower lip. "Hi Belle, I wanted to tell you that if you want to stay with Hiccup again tonight you need to go fast. Asvor is going to lock up soon." He says, I nod, "Thanks, goodnight Rye!" I say giving him a peck on the cheek as I start for the door. I stop long enough to give my dad a one armed hug before jogging down to the healer's house.

I slow down and walk up the stairs, I find Hiccup sitting on a newly added chair, another one beside it. "You're back!" Hiccup says as I take a seat to start taking my boots off. "Yup. I was praised for saving you, got a special drink and a night at the Mead Hall." I say as I remember the taste of the sparkling water in my mouth.

I lean back in the chair after I kicked off my shoes. Hiccup stares at new for a second, "Your lips are swollen, wait a second, did you and Rye?" He falters as he attempts to ask me the question. "He went to the Mead Hall with me, we had a long kissing session." I say as I remember the motions Rye made. Hiccup snickers a little, "Kissy kissy!" He says, I roll my eye, "Well tomorrow your wife-to-be can come and kiss you as much as you like. She looked eager when she saw me, like she would bust in here right now if she could." I say, Hiccup smirks, "Typical Astrid," he says.

"So what awkward situation did you get yourself into tonight?" He asks me, I feel so tired from my make out session with Rye, and the drink, and the cheers. "French…" I mumble as a reply. Hiccup looks at me in a puzzled way. "Future thing?" He asks,

I sit up a bit and look at him, putting my hands on my lap gently. "Yeah, a future language. I said a word in French, and wound up having to tell Rye about the future thing. He took it nicely." I explain, Hiccup nods his head, "Oh, glad he took it nicely. When are you going to tell him about the dragon blood glowing ordeal?" He asks as he glances at my belly for a second. "I didn't vomit or glow, no alcohol in this drink. I'll tell him when I have to. No sooner and no later." I reply. Hiccup stands and stretches, "You look really tired, let's get a bit of sleep. I'll be right here to keep the nightmare's away." Hiccup says and puts a hand on my nervous shoulder.

Those dreams were so real, they just can't be.