(John butler trio - oceans)

Just so you know, this doesn't last the whole 13 minutes :')

far too long for a song really (Don't tell meatloaf)

but I think it's a nice change from the sheer modern action that happens.

Depending on how fast you read, it fits.

If your like me, by nearly 6 minutes it finishes, if you take longer, it still fits... sorta.

Have fun!

Enjoy!

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Blue eyes opened to see white. At first a shot of panic ran through him until white hair was ruffled by a blob of red and white.

"Da, your awake." Jack groaned as he put a pale hand on his head, a migraine starting up as he struggled upright. Pain shot through his side as he winced and his hand went to his chest. Bandages were wrapped around his bare chest and the blue eyed agent looked at the Russian who stood beside the bed.

"What happened?" his voice was raspy and dry and jack shakily pulled out the catheter. A large hand rested gently on jacks shoulder and white hair ruffled slightly in the gentle breeze from the open window, the cold air soothing to Jack's burning skin.

"You passed out. Other agent got you." Norths voice made jack scowl and struggle out of the covers that were wrapped around him. Jack stood up and grabbed his white tee that was folded on the chair beside the bed.

"Where's Hic- uh.. agent Haddock?" Jack gingerly pulled the white tee over his chest and turned to look at north, white hair on end from pulling the shirt over his head. North sighed and gestured with his hand toward the door.

"He is safe. He is resting, there was large bump on head. Jack, he may have memory problems." Jack froze and blue eyes stared at the door before reaching for his brown pants.

"Well I'll just have to help him remember. There's no way he can forget me. I mean.. we practically work together anyway! Did you ever find out about how we met?" The large Russian shook his head and Jack grinned, sitting on the bed to pull his pants on.

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Frost covered the ground, snow mounds surrounded the frozen lake and bare feet were set apart on the cold, smooth surface. The cold bit at the bare toes yet the owner of the appendages didn't seem to be bothered. Brown eyes darted around, pale hands gripped at the staff at his side, brown hair ruffled in the unforgiving winter breeze. The circle of trees around him made the figure nervous and fear shot through him as he heard twigs snap in various places, his attacker circling him it seemed. He didn't know what he'd done to warrant being hunted but all he knew was that tonight, he wasn't going home. Tonight he wasn't going to tell his beloved pet budgie goodnight. He wasn't going to his sisters funeral tomorrow. He wasn't going to the wake and he'd never be able to tell her he was sorry.

Brown eyes looked down and tears pricked at the edges as a shot of black was spotted beside him in the trees. Brown hair whipped across his face as a flash of blue was spotted from the other side, there was two!

Brown eyes widened as a figure was suddenly in front of him. Brown hair short and hung loosely around his neck. Black pants clung to his legs and brown boots gripped the cold hard ice. A green blade was out in the right hand while a sleek black gun was in the left. The brown eyed boy, for that's all he really was, a boy of barely 16, whimpered and tried to take a step back and slipped, falling backward, his brown cloak flying around him as his head hit the ice. The brunette turned slightly to look at him, green eyes strangely comforting in the startling black of the sky and white of the snow. As the world began to blur to the brown eyed boy, he noticed his attacker step out of the trees. A tall girl of around 19 held a white knife in her hand, it looked more of a long tooth than a knife but the downed boy wasn't going to argue with it. The staff in his hand was suddenly in front of him, a tanned hand holding onto the G shaped head, green eyes looking into brown as a crooked smile was flashed at him before the shorter male turned back toward the woman.

"Back off Katherine. You and I both know that this isn't part of the deal." the green eyed boy said. He looked around 13, barely old enough to be in high school, never mind knowing how to shoot a gun.

"Piss off haddock. You know I cant allow witnesses." Haddock scowled and gripped his gun tighter it seemed.

"You know I cant allow this." Katherine grinned, yellow eyes glinting in the darkness, madness seemed to radiate off her.

"Then I'd love to see you try to stop me dragon boy." She darted forward and Haddock frowned, a scowl on his face as he blocked her slashes, his foot kicked out and she cried out, black hair coming loose of it's tight bun, the hair framing her gaunt face. "Damn. You kick like a mule. Wonder if that's from your poor mothers side. You know she kicked as I slit her throat too. She cried and begged and screamed. Lets see if you'll do the same." Haddock had frozen and dropped the gun as he was kicked in the chest by Katherine, the brown eyed boy breathing heavily as they fought, terror gripped him as he struggled over to the gun and gripped it. He pointed it shakily at his attacker and glared, trying to cover his terror. Katherine turned as Haddock hit a rock, a sickening crunch made the brunette wince before grinning at the woman's expression of surprise.

"Aw, looks like the little lamb grew a pair of balls. Tell me Jack, do you have the balls to pull the trigger?" Jack's eyes widened and Katherine laughed. "Oh yes, I know your name." a black boot took a step toward the shaking boy and jack took a step back. "I know your mother and your father. Your sister particularly well. Drowned wasn't it? Too cold for her pretty little head to cope." the smirk on Katherine's face made Jack's blood boil. "Oh the fun we had with her. What was her name? Emily? Erris?"

"Pippa." Jack snarled out, surprised at how strong his voice was after running and being attacked. "Her name was Pippa. And you have no RIGHT to speak of her!" Jack shouted and pulled the trigger.

Click.

He pulled again.

Click.

No nono no no!

Jack's eyes darted from the gun to the woman in front of him as he started to panic again. The snarl that was on her face made him queasy and he blinked as a familiar feeling made it's self known.

"Any last words kid?" Jack nodded, his face scrunching up as he fiddled with the gun, there was a switch, was that right? He flicked the switch as his head jerked forward as he sneezed, the bang startled him and he fell backwards as a loud crack was heard and a short scream before a splash caused Jack to look up.

Katherine was gone.

So that was a plus.

But where-

the hole in the ice made jack blink before sniffing and sneezing again. A quiet chuckle reached his ears and Jack looked over to where Haddock was, only to find the boy sat giggling to himself.

"You- ahhahaha! That was brilliant!" Jack smiled before sneezing again, causing the other to laugh harder.

"Uh.. thanks?" Jack said and watched as the other walked over to him and took the gun from him.

"that is by far, the best thing I've ever seen doing this. Death by sneeze!" the boy laughed again and held out his hand to help jack up. The boys made their way from the lake and back toward town, the Shepard's crook helping jack walk. He couldn't feel his legs and his head felt light.

"So who are you?" Jack asked, his voice sounding under water almost.

"My name's Hiccup. Hiccup Haddock." Jack blinked, his vision blurry. "And yours?"

"Jackson. Jackson Overland."

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Jack took a sip of his water, his throat dry and cracked from telling his story. North stared at him.

"You killed her by sneezing?" Jack laughed, wincing at the pain in his ribs before nodding.

"Yup, haven't seen her since. Turns out she was with the Guardians a long time ago but she went rouge or something. Everything's classified when it comes to her." North nodded before standing up.

"Get some sleep friend. You need it." Jack smirked and looked out the window to the winter landscape below. "And Jack?" Blue eyes looked at the Russian. "Thank you. You never share about self. This.. Tis nice no?" Jack smiled and nodded.

"Yeah. Thanks North for this." The Russian nodded and Jack looked back out the window, smiling to himself.

He was sick for weeks after meeting Hiccup. But the Auburn haired boy had helped him.

Now he was going to repay the favour.