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Warning for cursing.

Chapter Ten : A Mother's Intuition

"Gods Dammit all!" A voice roared angrily, awaking a raven haired woman. Oh she could not wait until she moved out for college. She heard a chair crash against a wall, and glass shattering. She checked the time, eleven pm.

"Heather! Where the hell are you!?"

The raven haired woman, Heather, sighed. "Right here Damien, take your shit outside!" She screamed back at him.

"Screw off!"

A fist banged against her door. "What!?" Heather yelled.

"They got Agnar, Sis. The cops found him half dead this morning at an old warehouse."

'Good,' she thought, 'hopefully they'll catch you too.' She heard another fist punch the wall in the living room. "I told you to leave!"

The front door slammed a few moments afterwards, and she turned over in her bed, getting into a comfortable position to sleep. "Just a few more months." Heather reminded herself.

Heather woke slowly as Astrid tapped her shoulder. "We're here." She said, then got out of the car and walked to the door of the small mansion.

"Astrid, you never told me your mother lived in a mansion!" Hiccup said quietly as he was unloading his belongings and the two women's suitcases.

There was a small shriek as the large front doors to the house opened and Hiccup saw a blonde woman run outside and nearly tackle Astrid while laughing. Then, a moment later the same woman released Astrid and embraced Heather.

Like any other person, he just stood there awkwardly, waiting for some clue as to what to do. "Hiccup, this is my Mom, Mom, this is Hiccup."

Astrid's mother released Heather, still smiling, before looking him up and down and turning to Astrid. "Hiccup cannot possibly be his real name." She stated, but still moved forward and pulled him into a squeeze.

He returned the hug, and explained, "My real name is Hayden, but I prefer Hiccup." She furrowed her brows slightly, pondering on the name before releasing him.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Come in, come in." Mrs. Hofferson said, holding the door open for the girls and him.

"Come with me to my Mom's for the summer, she won't mind." A younger Astrid, eighteen, but closer to nineteen years old said. "There's a lot of space at the house."

Heather, younger as well, grinned. "Really?"

Now, Heather is treated as an honorary member of the Hofferson family. The raven haired woman took her luggage from Hiccup and walked into the house, following Mrs Hofferson, but not before turning back and winking at Astrid. Hiccup was blissfully unaware, kneeling down before Toothless and petting him quite happily. Astrid tapped his head, and beckoned him to follow her inside.

She heard her mother call out from the kitchen, "Astrid, I trust you to show him a tour of the house?"

"Sure thing Mom! C'mon Hiccup." She led him through the house, showing him glances of the kitchen, the living room, the secondary living room, the game-room, all four, before doubling back to show him the guest bedrooms and her bedroom. She opened the door to her bedroom, looked around the room before her eyes settled on her nightstand, and immediately closed the door before blushing a deep shade of scarlet.

Hiccup took notice quickly, and before he could ask, she held up a finger for him to shush. "Ah-okay I won't ask."

When they returned to the kitchen, they found Toothless eagerly accepting belly rubs and bits of sausage from Heather. "You never mentioned Toothless was so adorable, Hiccup." Heather remarked, and Hiccup sat down at the table, striking up a conversation about how they met.

Astrid quietly stomped into the kitchen and exclaimed in a harsh whisper. "You left Condoms in my bedroom!?" Her mother smirked, and covered the pot of soup on the stove before turning to her.

"You're lucky I managed to get your brother to spend the week at your Grandmother's."

"What?" She was in disbelief, "You thought Hiccup and I were going to -" She didn't say the words, nor did she have to.

"- have sex?" Eliza kept her smirk while Astrid's jaw dropped. The older woman turned back to the pot and opened the lid to stir the soup around, "Truthfully, I don't think you will, however I understand that young people can have… urges… so I left them there. I hope it isn't an issue. Oh, and I believe I forgot to mention this, but I turned the second guest bedroom into a workout room…"

Astrid's jaw tightened and she scowled at her mother, albeit a soft scowl, "You planned this." and groaned as her mother nodded. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Why?"

"I just want to see you happy, Astrid. I really, honestly do."

"You miss him?"

Her mother nodded. "I miss our family." Astrid nodded in understanding, and hugged her.

"I do too." She confided, remembering past Thanksgivings and Christmas's. Back before the divorce happened. It was something neither of them wanted, but unfortunately it still happened.

A timer dinged, and Eliza broke the hug to uncover the pot. "Lunch is ready, Sweetie, can you get some bowls down?" Astrid opened the cupboards and got four bowls down, before leaving the kitchen to tell Hiccup and Heather that lunch is ready.

Hiccup sent a glance to Astrid, before smiling and getting served a bowl of soup. She joined him and Heather at the table. Hiccup was sitting with his back towards Eliza, while Astrid and Heather sat on the other side of the table from him. Eliza joined them a few moments later, bringing a plate of lemon wedges in case they wanted to add some 'zing' to their soup. Lunch went by quietly, however when Toothless adorably stuck his snout in Eliza's lap so that only his nose only poked out from under the tablecloth, she couldn't contain the small laugh as the coal furred dog sniffed and sniffed.

"That's enough, Toothless." Hiccup said gently, prompting the dog in question to retreat under the table again and popping up in Astrid's lap.

"Aww, you're so adorable Toothless." She looked at Hiccup with a bright smile, and if it were possible, he would've melted right on the spot.

"You're spoiling him," He said softly and grinned.

'I don't think I'll have to worry about Astrid's happiness.' Eliza thought, and she shared a glance with Heather, knowing that she had also seen the spark between the couple in question.

Toothless whined, and went to Hiccup's lap to beg. "Nu-huh Bud, you've already had your lunch." With a huff, he laid at Hiccup's feet. "I hope he isn't too much of a bother, Mrs. Hofferson."

"Oh I doubt he will be, he's very well behaved." Toothless sat up and nuzzled Eliza's thigh at the praise.

As they finished their soup, Heather stood up and took everyone's bowls to the kitchen to help Eliza wash them. In their absence, Astrid leaned over the table and pulled Hiccup by his collar so she could whisper in his ear. "We're going to have to share a bed." She murmured in his ear.

He pulled back slightly, arching a brow, "What?"

"Don't make it weird, okay? We've already fallen asleep together, and I trust you." She said, remembering the morning when they dozed off together.

He nodded, "Yes Milady."

"Good, knew I can count on you." Hiccup was lost in her eyes again, and he had a daydreamy look. Astrid smiled, and patted his cheek gently. "Astrid to Hiccup." She said teasingly.

"Mhm, I understand Milady."

"Hiccup can you come in here?" Heather's voice came from the kitchen and he and Astrid went into the kitchen to help put away dishes from the dishwasher. Hiccup, being the tallest person in the house, was responsible for the higher shelves in the cupboards.

They emptied the dishwasher in a few minutes, and they returned to the living room to lounge about for the afternoon. Astrid and Heather went upstairs to unpack, leaving Hiccup and Eliza alone.

She turned to him for a second before turning the television on. "You're Stoick's boy." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

He nodded slowly, "Y-yes Ma'am."

"I'm sorry for your loss."

Hiccup nodded again, he felt his voice leaving him. "Thank you." His head hung slightly, and spoke again. "I-I -"

Eliza hushed him gently. "I remember you from your father's funeral. The whole family was there, too."

Hiccup nodded gently. "I recognized Astrid when I met her, but I wasn't sure from where."

"That's understandable, she's changed a lot over the years." She pulled her legs up onto the couch, sitting comfortably. "I see you've changed as well."

He smiled softly, and chuckled. "I have, physically. Spiritually? Not so much."

Eliza changed the channel to the Food Network, "I beg to differ. I remember you hiding in your room whenever our family would come over. As a child you feared Astrid. Am I wrong?"

Hiccup blushed lightly. "I didn't fear her… I was just shy."

She grinned. "I'm sure you were." The chef on the T.V. was making pastries. "Be honest with me, Haddock," Eliza said, and looked him straight in the eyes. "Does Astrid make you happy?" He nodded, and opened his mouth but she shushed him. "Do you make her happy?" Hiccup hesitated, but nodded again. "Do you regret anything you've done?"

"I-uh." But he stopped, and nodded, his gaze drooping in shame.

Eliza put her hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "Call it a mother's intuition, but I know you're searching for pieces of the past." He looked up at her. "Your father would want you to see this."

She stood up and counted a number of books on the bookcase beside the television and pulled on one of them. Hiccup heard a latch click, and he realized the bookcase was a door to a hidden room. Eliza called up to her daughter, "We're going to be in the study, Darling!" and then she glanced at him as she stepped into the room.

"Come, Dear."