The next morning Astrid woke early, and left Stormfly behind to sleep in the stables as she heads for the healers. She wasn't sure if Hiccup was still there or if he'd been moved to his house, but the healers was on the way to the chief's house, so she figured if he wasn't there, she could just continue on to the chief's house.

She knocked softly on the door, and the younger healer from the night before opened the door. The woman looked exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes and her hands red and raw from what looked like a good scrubbing.

"Astrid." The healer said with a soft nod. "Hiccup isn't here. Stoick took him home early this morning."

"What happened? Will he be alright?" Astrid asked hastily, fearing the worst.

"He- he lost a lot of blood. He's extremely weak and won't be able to move for days. Possibley weeks- although I doubt Stoick will be able to keep him in bed for that long." The healer was right. Hiccup couldn't stay in one place for long- even when he was wounded. "His stomach wound was infected. It wasn't pretty getting rid of it either. But it didn't hit any of his organs or anything else important. It just missed his intestines and kidney. It did graze of his rib, but that'll heal quickly. Other than that, minor injuries. Nothing that won't heal."

Astrid sighed with relief, "So he'll be okay?" it was more of a statement then a question.

"Yes. As long as he stays in bed and rests- he'll be alright in a few weeks. Good as new."

Astrid smiled, "Thank you. I-I think I'll go see him now…" she turned around and made her way back down the platform towards level ground.

…

Wakefulness was slow in coming. It seemed to take hours… and he didn't even realize he was even aware until he was completely awake. He only then realized how long he'd truly been awake without knowing.

"Hiccup?" someone asked. His mind and ears were so clogged he couldn't make out who it was. The voice sounded familier though.

"Son? Are you awake?" another voice came. Dad. That was his Dad.

Hiccup opened his eyes a bit, and immediately closed them again at the harsh sunlight that met them. Too bright… WAY too bright.

"Hiccup!" Astrid's voice shouted. So she was there too. Where was he? The last thing he remembered was passing out on a wooden platform… right. At Gothi's. Then that was it. He also faintly remembered pain… A LOT of pain.

"Hiccup, can you open your eyes? It's alright. You're okay now…" Stoick said quietly. Hiccup decided to try again, so lifted his eyelids, blinking against the light.

Astrid and Stoick were bent over him, Toothless's large head and green eyes staring at him from the foot of the bed. He blinked again, aware of how bright it was. It must be day out now… how long had he been out?

"Whut happened?" he asked groggily.

Astrid laughed in what sounded like a relieved tone. "You were an idiot, Hiccup. You went and fought a maniac."

Hiccup smiled faintly, blinking again, "Didn't really have a choice ya know…" he glanced around. "How long was I out?"

"Only since last night. It's still morning, not even noon yet. You woke up sooner then they said you would." Stoick replied, leaning forward to ruffle his sons hair. Hiccup gave him a look before lifting his good arm up to try and fix it.

Astrid continued, "Before you even ask what you did to yourself, you were stabbed, but it should be okay now, you have two minor cuts on your arm and leg. The main thing is though, you lost a lot of blood, Hiccup. You're really weak… and you won't be moving out of that bed for awhile."

Hiccup groaned and closed his eyes. He hated being bedridden. "Come on… how long?"

"A good week- maybe longer." Stoick said sternly in a tone that clearly stated that he WOULD stay in bed, and there were no two ways about it.

Hiccup looked at his dad and gave a weak smile. "okay." He said meekly.

Stoick stood and looked refretful, "I'm sorry but I have some cheifing business to take care of. Astrid volunteered to stay and take care of you, so you won't be alone."

Toothless cooed with a look that said "And he has me. You always forget about me."

Stoick laughed as he left, "Oh, of course. And Toothless will be here as well."

Hiccup listened to the sound of his dad walking down the stairs until he heard the door slam telling him his dad was gone.

Hiccup leaned back and let his eyes close. He was so tired it was unbelievable. There was a throbbing dull ache in his arm, while his stomach shot a sharp pain every time he moved. Breathing made his ribs ache.

Astrid was silent, sitting beside him twiddling her fingers as she stared at her lap. Finally, she looked up and said quietly. "Hiccup, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. If I hadn't-"

Hiccup interrupted her. "Astrid, it's okay. Really. Please don't blame yourself. You don't have a reason to."

"Hiccup! The reason you're hurt is because I didn't listen! If I'd listened to you, none of this would've happened." Astrid insisted. Then her voice lowered as she said, "I'm so sorry, Hiccup. So sorry. Can you forgive me?"

Hiccup took her hand, "Come on, Astrid. You know I will. And don't worry about it anymore, okay?"

Astrid nodded. Toothless stepped forward, taking Stoick's place beside the bed. He leaned forward and nudged hiccup's shoulder. Hiccup winced but made no wound as he moved his hand from Astrid's and set it on the dragon's nose.

"Hey, bud. Ya miss me?" Toothless cooed in response. "Yeah- I missed you too." Hiccup let his hand drop as he began to doze off. "Tired…" he said drowsily.

"Go to sleep, Hiccup. You need the rest." Astrid said smiling. "I'll be right here if you need anything, all right?"

Hiccup nodded before letting his eyes close completely, an dhis hand fell back onto the bed off of Toothless's nose as he fell into a deep sleep.

Astrid took his limp hand and held it in hers. "Thank you, Hiccup." She whispered.

Okay so I know this is a really lame ending… but I really just didn't know what else to do with this story. He gets better then they go and find dragon's edge etc… so… yeah!

Okay… going to go get started on some other stories. Tootles!

-FanWriter02