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Hiccup had been raised in relative isolation during her childhood. She had not really had friends as a child, certainly not other girls. The closest she had ever had was Snotlout and that was only because they had to stand together as a betrothed couple for ceremonial purposes, especially during tribes visiting. Astrid thought she was a pest and would kick her around whenever she tried to play with her. Ruffnut and Tuffnut were hardly different in that account except two of them would be beating up on them. Even now her only companions were Fishlegs and Vessa, among the few around her own age. Apparently back when she was a girl a disease had swept through Skrill's Talon and killed a large part of the young population. Dagur and Brenna were among those that survived. There were a handful of others. But they avoided her. One reason was the fact that she was married and pregnant in that point made her an adult and not a peer in their view. The other was that she was the chief's wife, and more importantly Dagur's wife, which pushed her further away from them. Fishlegs was her apprentice and Vessa was her handmaid, which also put them below her technically, there were many times she wished to have someone who would not be technically her inferior to be her friend but she was a chief's wife, so there was little to be done.

But she began to hope the day she met Heather. She found Heather sleeping among the remains of dingy on one of the more secluded shores of Storm, the central island of Skrill's Talon where she lived. Hiccup had been going for a walk along that shore desiring some privacy since Dagur had tended to be extra protective ever since she started showing a bit. It was barely even a curve, but Dagur insisted it was there. But in her seclusions she found a dark haired girl curled up under a ruined sail. Hiccup had crouched down to wake her. When the girl had woken up, she had been scared, curling further in the wreckage. She had been scared further when she saw Toothless, as she did gasp in surprise.

"Hey, hey it's alright, he won't hurt you promise."

"Hiccup, is she alright."

"Well, my name's Hiccup, she's Vessa. Don't worry, we won't hurt you."

"Where am I?"

"You're on Storm, of Skrill's Talon."

"The Berserkers?!"

"Hey, calm down, we're not going to hurt you. Come on; let's get you some food and water." Hiccup held out her hand and the girl took it.

"I'm Heather, but your chief…"

"Don't worry about it, I'm his wife." Heather tensed up, moving to rip her hand away. Hiccup

"You're Dagur the Deranged 's wife! Oh, I'm sorry, I'm uh, sorry!"

"Hey, it's alright, don't worry about it."

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Heather found herself sitting in front of the fearsome chief of the Berserker tribe. He was as imposing as stories painting him, but his cheerful wife sanding behind his chair made him less scary somehow. After a long and awkward conversation of Heather explaining that her home had been taken by pirates, Dagur allowed her to stay, especially considering the lack of young people in the village. He waved her off visually and Hiccup immediately met up with her again.

"I told you Dagur would let you stay! You can stay with Vessa until we can find accommodations for you. I've got some dragon work for you too, but Vessa can help you get settled until then. Bye."

"What's with her?"

"The Mistress doesn't have many friends her own age, especially girls. She's just excited."

"You're not a friend?"

"I'm her handmaid; there is a professionalism barrier there. And I guess you can imagine why she doesn't have many other friends."

"Chief's wife." Heather mumbled

"Dagur's wife." Vessa shrugged.

"Come Miss Heather, I'll get you settled then, I have to meet the Mistress in the training arena."

"So, she trains dragons?"

"Yes."

"How is that possible?" Heather asked baffled.

"The Mistress has a way with the beasts, something I've never seen before."

"Other can ride them." Vessa paused, eyeing her oddly.

"Yes, the mistress trains me as one of her riders and her apprentice. There are others who work with them, but we handle them for the most part."

"You ride dragons? What is it like? How do you do it?"

"Amazing, the mistress taught us her tricks, but we couldn't have done it without her."

"Hmm." Heather replied.

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After Heather settled her few possessions in the weaving room on a cot set up across from Vessa's, she followed the Roman to the Berserk training arena. The arena was big, it seemed barren, it there were weapons, tools and saddles. Inside was a purple Nadder that immediately went to Vessa when they entered. There was another ride I there, a young man, chubby and shy looking. He looked flustered just by seeing her. And the gronkle with him nudged his hand. Then there was Hiccup, she was scratching at the head of her night fury. She looked different here, her clothing was casual. It was just a tunic and leggings with a loose cropped vest. Heather hadn't noticed underneath all her heavy ceremonial clothes but it looked as though she had a much fuller figure than she had heard, especially around her abdomen.

"Oh, Heather, welcome to my training academy. This is Fishlegs and his gronkle Meatlug, and you already know Vessa. Her dragon is the nadder, Cassia."

"I still can't believe you train dragons, how did you figure all this out?"

"Patience, lots and lots of patience. Well that and study."

"Study?"

"Did your island not deal with dragons?" t was rare, but some just weren't in their flight path for raids, some simply untouched.

"Occasionally, but not so much, we were farmers and healers mostly."

"Really, well it's gotta be a change to be here. I'm sorry for what happened to your island."

"Yeah, it was pretty bad. I was lucky. My parents ensured I got away." Hiccup looked down.

"Let's stay hopeful that you may be able to go home, but if not, you and your family are welcome here." Hiccup told her, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Thanks, that's really nice." Hiccup smiled and Vessa popped up behind her, pulling on her cheeks.

"Your inner mommy is showing again Hiccup."

"I can't help it!"

"You and your need to nurture." Heather found herself really smiling for the first time in days. She had always heard the Berserkers were brutal but Hiccup seemed so nice.

It made her sick knowing what she would have to do.

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Heather met with the Outcasts on the same deserted show she had been found on. It was the dead of night and Alvin was standing at the shore with his own dingy. He was an imposing figure, way more than Dagur because there was no friendly face beside him. She hated this so much but what choice did she have? It was made worse with each step she saw Hiccup's smile.

"So, what has our little spy learned hmm?"

"Hiccup does most of the training, but her handmaid and apprentice know a bit too. They put the things they learn into a book, the apprentice is in charge of that."

"She teaches her slave?"

"They all call her a handmaid, and the Roman is very protective of her."

"I see, well retrieve the book Heather and keep an eye on everything." Heather nodded and turned to leave.

"By the way, how is Dagur's Hooligan whore?"

"What?"

"Has she started to show yet?" Heather looked at him oddly.

"That's all I needed."

Heather crept all the way back to the Chief's home. It was quiet for once. She had learned quickly that Dagur didn't care that there were two people sleeping below him. But he was married so there was nothing to condemn. She had just about made it back to her bed when Vessa sat up. Heather nearly jumped out of her skin, looking at the sharp Roman face eyeing her in the dark.

"Have a nice walk?"

"Uh, yeah couldn't sleep." Heather tensed as she watched Vessa light a candle and hold it up. The former whore stared her down with cat-like eyes. Vessa cocked her head slightly and the light from the candle made her seem fierce. Her mouth opened just a silver, making Heather think the girl was about to devour her or something.

"I'm only going to say this once. I know you're up to something, but Mistress is too kind to turn someone like you out. But whatever it is, I'm going to protect my Mistress. I'm watching you, so keep that in mind, Heather dear."

"I really don't know what you're on about."

"Honey, I was a prostitute, I lied for living; you think I can't smell a lie a mile away. Like I said, I don't care what your circumstances are. Just keep my Mistress out of it, or won't be me you'll have to worry about." With that, Vessa blew out the candles. Heather said nothing; she curled up under the covers.

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Heather was spending time with them, watching them train dragons. Hiccup had told her that if she paid attention to their lessons, Hiccup might teach her too and give her a dragon. Heather learned quickly though dragons seemed fierce, they were willing to trust, and they had a good sense about people. If you weren't compatible with a dragon it would reject you. Hiccup claimed there was a chance of training dragons through domination as the Berserker tribe had once done with skrills but she didn't condone it. It was four days after her little conversation with Vessa that Heather noticed she never saw Hiccup flying.

"Hiccup, shouldn't you be showing us how it's done. I rarely even see you in the saddle." Then Hiccup laughed. It was an awkward laugh but it was gentle and happy, it made Heather's heart ache in yearning. It felt like so long since she had been able to laugh like that.

"I thought you knew, sorry. I can't fly right now, everyone from the shaman to Dagur and Vessa have been forbidding me." She explained, her expression still brimming in mirth.

"Because it's not safe!" Vessa shouted in exasperation.

"What's not safe?"

"The baby, I'm pregnant, so no flying or anything else fun." Heather felt her heart drop into her stomach.

"You're pregnant?"

"Yeah, I was really thin before so I just don't look it now."

"She gained a lot of weight."

"Is that anyway to address your mistress."

"I'm honest, what more do you want?" Now that Heather looked at her, she did seem a bit pudgy, it not too much that it was really noticeable. And her belly was a bit round. It was confirmed when the chief's wife lifted her tunic enough to see the rounded, taut skin of her belly.

"Um, wow, I didn't know."

"I'm surprised that you didn't know that despite everything else you've heard of me."

"The baby is quite the talk among these waters recently." Vessa added, eyeing Heather's reaction.

Heather only found herself nodding numbly.

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"Enjoying your new friend?" Dagur asked, pulling Hiccup aside as she returned from the training arena.

"It's nice to have her around." They started walking with Hiccup's arm on his, a sign of solidarity between the two. A gesture Hiccup never failed to enjoy. Hiccup leaned into him a bit with a small smile. Dagur was not as touchy feely in public as he was in private. He had no qualms about groping her public but showing tenderness was not something he was accustomed to people seeing. But hiccup had no such issue and spoiled he husband with all the affection she could muster. She knew that despite the fact that Dagur rarely retuned her affections in public, he was more than happy to cuddle in private.

"Oh really?"

"She even manages to substitute you."

"What's that mean?" He stopped just off the edge of the path and turned to stare at her.

"It means, I feel very lonely sometimes when you're off being a leader to this tribe and a little company from time to time wouldn't hurt. I think even the baby misses you." Hiccup told him, and raised her eyebrows. Her fingers entwined into his.

"You know just as well as I do…"

"You have to work and lead our tribe and etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. But coming home a little earlier an eating dinner with me wouldn't endanger the tribe would it?"

"Believe it or not, I don't enjoy being away from you."

"Then get dinner with me, at the house, just us. I'll send Vessa and Heather to the hall to eat."

"And then some alone time?"

"Well, if you insist." She rubbed her nose against his.

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It was one thing to steal something and endanger he wife of one of the most feared chiefs in the area, it was quite another to do it to his pregnant wife. Oh god oh god oh god….. She was in deep and there was no foreseeable way out of this situation. There was a chance she could appeal to Hiccup's good nature, but after lying already, she doubted that a sudden confession was going to get a warm reception. But she didn't have a choice, her parents were at stake, she had to hope that one day Hiccup would understand. She also had to hope this didn't hurt Hiccup in the long run. She had been so nice to her.

Heather managed to gather her resolve and start her plan. The book had been easy to snatch, Hiccup kept the book in her home, it had been child's play to snatch it. However getting out of the house without the damn Roman noticing had been a bit harder The girl was light sleeper and damn suspicious of Heather. She had good instincts, Heather would give her that and she had to be smart to adjust to a life radically different from her own. So Heather managed to escape the chief's home with the book and went to the place where Cassia, Vessa's nadder slept. The beast was wary of her at first but with the same gentle tone Hiccup used she managed to calm the dragon down. She was at ease with her and even let her get on her back. This was good very good. She took off like she'd seen Vessa do many times and took off, wincing when she head the dragon shriek. Damn it, no way she was getting away easily now.

It wasn't too long before a pair of dragons was pursuing her. After spotting the dark shape, she recognized one was Toothless and the other probably Meatlug. It was odd, Hiccup shouldn't be flying, he wasn't that far along but still. As they started coming up on her it was obvious that Hiccup was not the one riding Toothless, it was Vessa. Vessa knew the basics of working Toothless' tail fin but wasn't experienced enough with it to have caught her already. Heather urged Cassia on but even with an unexperienced rider, a night fury was still faster. But by the time she had reached the outskirts of the islands Vessa over took her, knocking her off and with her, the book. The book plummeted to the ground and Heather was close being. Toothless snatched her up and the party turned as the Outcasts took notice and began firing.

The game was up.

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"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't have your head on a pike to make an example out you." Heather was kneeling before Dagur on his high backed chair. His posture was calm but his expression was full of rage. Hiccup stood at his right, looking at her feet, obviously hurt by her betrayal. Vessa and Fishlegs stood among the crowd, waiting to see what fate would befall her.

"Please, I had no choice, the Outcasts…."

"What, what was your reason for lying to me and my wife, preying on her good will? I warn you girl, I don't take kindly to lying."

"They have my parents. When I said that my home was besieged by pirates, it wasn't true, I admit. It was the Outcasts, they were attacking because we were weak and when they saw me they saw an opportunity. They thought Hiccup would be more likely to take kindly to me. So they sent me here to get information, in exchange for my parents."

"And why, my dear, should we believe a word you say now?"

"It's the truth."

"Uh huh." Dagur said skeptically.

"Please it is true, and I can prove I can help you. I know some of their plans, I've overheard them. I can tell you what their next move is going to be with the book, but I need someone to rescue my parents."

"We can handle anything they throw at us, I doubt any information you have would be all that useful."

"What if I told you their plans concern your wife and child?" Dagur paused down at her.

"I'm listening."

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Princess: Heather you dun messed up. So yeah I wanted to include the Heather saga and here it is. Hiccup's no going to give birth for a good couple of chapters, since many have been asking, you'll see why I will go into detail. I picture Hiccup eager to make new friend and that she would genuine enjoy company. Pictured that Hiccup was a lonely child, not many peers. I know personally that even with a lonely childhood and being used to solitude you can still come to enjoy the company of others.

Reviews:

Viking Lady: I thought the idea was funny and cute.

MySweetYaoi49: Hiccup still has many chapter until having the baby, these things take time. Haha

REBD: Yeah, Alvin better keep his eyes open.

Darkanny: Doesn't it? Doesn't it?

Weirdsquirrel: Perhaps (evil laugh)

HTTYDloverrrrrrr: I'm glad you're obsessed like me.

Autumnmobile12: Keep reading….

Anie1942: Now, now it does nothing to assume.

: Here it is, and well she was about 10 weeks at that point.