Author's Note: I want to thank everyone who reviewed this story and added it to their favorites list. I am very glad that you all liked it so much. This is the final chapter and I will be posting my next HTYD story titled "Changes," within the next few days.

Since this chapter is the final chapter, it is a bit short. This chapter is basically what I would call an epilog to the story.

Lost

Chapter Six

Stoick sat in a chair parked next to Hiccup's bed as he gently dabbed his son's feverish forehead. The healer had given the boy medicine and wrapped his wounds, but said that Hiccup was still a very sick boy.

Now one day later, Hiccup lay asleep with a fever as Stoick and Toothless stay by his side.

Stoick took hold of his son's hand in his. He looked over at Toothless and gave a slight smile. "He'll be all right," he said as he looked back down at his son. "He has to be."

Hiccup moved his head slightly at the sound of his father's voice. He swallowed and opened his eyes.

Stoick brushed his hand through his son's brown hair. "How do you feel, son?"

"A little better," Hiccup whispered. "My side still hurts."

"It will for a while. You had a good size cut there. How does your head feel?"

"Well the room isn't spinning like it was before," Hiccup answered.

Stoick smiled. "Well, that's a good sign, Hiccup. It means you're getting better."

"Where's Toothless?"

"He's right here," Stoick replied, moving over a bit to allow the dragon to come closer.

Hiccup smiled. "He kept me alive, dad."

Stoick nodded in acknowledgment. "I know, son. I know." He stood up and walked to the table and grabbed a bowl. He returned to his son's side and asked. "You ready to try some soup?"

Hiccup studied the bowl in his father's hands. In a way he was hungry, but in another way, he wasn't. He looked up at his father and shook his head tiredly. "Maybe later.

Stoick rested his hand on Hiccup's forehead - he was still warm. "You get some more rest, son. We'll try to get some soup into you later."

Hiccup nodded as he let his heavy eyelids close and he drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Stoick looked at Toothless and smiled. "He's going to be just fine. I know that now." He rested his hand on the dragon's head gently. "And it's because of you. Thank you for saving my son again."

Toothless rested his head on Stoick's lap as the two sat there by Hiccup's side in silence. There were no words needed - both were just grateful that Hiccup would be all right.

THE END