Darkness surrounded him, making him completely invisible. Toothless blinked his eyes open, letting his eyes go into nocturnal mode. He was lying on the floor (he honestly couldn't remember getting there.) in Hiccup's house. Above him was the bed in which Hiccup currently lay, unconscious. Toothless strained his ears, for any sound for any unusual sound, or any sound at all that could have woken him. All was quiet. Everything seemed perfectly normal, only the faint sounds from the forest reached his ears. Toothless wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep, but he kept his eyes wide open.

If nothing had happened, why had he woken up so suddenly? Toothless looked around again hoping for some indication, but found nothing. Then his eyes landed on the black form of the bed and everything hit him in a rush of tangled mess of thoughts. The dream. Hiccup. Pain. Screams. Hiccup. Darkness. What happened?

Toothless recalled the dream he had just had. Its contents were quickly slipping away like trying to hold water in your bare hands. He remembered darkness. That was the first thing he remembered. Then hypothetical pain came. Watching Hiccup fall, fall into the white hot sea of fire, the monsters within ready to gobble him up mercilessly. Next, Toothless remembered watching his Hiccup suffer the consequences for his bravery. Toothless could still Hiccup's distant scream, scream, scream of agony as Toothless took off his leg.

The memory next was blurry, confused, but it was when they had been on the ship. Toothless was in Hiccup's room. He hadn't slept for days, but he was sitting stationary next to Hiccup's bed staring blankly down at him. And for a sliver of a moment, Toothless thought he saw Hiccup move. He knew that couldn't have been possible for the next second, Hiccup was still as stone. Toothless stared intently at Hiccup waiting for him to move again. In fact he didn't take his eyes away for nearly a half hour just hoping beyond hope, that Hiccup would show some sign that he was still fighting for life, that he was still trying to get back. Toothless hoped that he would get his best and only friend back soon, as he tore his eyes away from Hiccup's limp body.

Toothless shuddered. He had been getting those nightmares every time he closed his eyes, since the day they got back. They had gotten so terrible that Toothless even avoided sleep, and kept himself well busy during the day.

He sighed. He knew he would never get back to sleep, knowing what lay there for him if he did, so he got up and stretched. Toothless quietly padded over to the large window and nudged it open. Cool air rushed over his face as he took in a huge breath, letting the breeze wash his fear away. Toothless leaped outside, not really knowing where he was going, just letting his feet take him away. Sounds of night creatures scouting around for prey and the trees whispering softly, comforted him as he meandered through the forest. It was only when he was feet away from the earthy pit, did he realized he had taken himself to the Cove. Not altogether surprised, Toothless leaped off the edge and glided down to the bottom and onto a large boulder hanging over the lake.

He let his thoughts overwhelm him for a while, thinking continually of what he would have done, if Hiccup had not been there. Had Hiccup not found him in the forest, he would have starved to death, or been killed by another Viking. Had Hiccup not found him in the Cove and built his trust with Toothless, they would never had become friends. Would never have gotten to where they are now. Had Hiccup not resuscitated Toothless's means of flying, they would not have been able to defeat the Green Death, nothing. Toothless would still be the most feared dragon in Viking history. Hiccup would still be the hated little boy, who constantly messed up.

Toothless stared down at his reflection in the water. What should he do now? There was no turning back. Hiccup had lost a leg. Would they ever be able to fly again? Would anything ever be normal again? Probably not. He looked up at the moon, its rays of light streaming down onto the earth, turning everything to silver. It was so beautiful and full of mysticism. Questions still piled high in his head clouding his thoughts.

Toothless gave a small shake lowered his head to his paws. He just wanted to say how grateful for how lucky things had turned out. Toothless was still getting used to being inhabited with humans, but then, who wasn't? This was a new change for everybody. He could get used to that. Things could have changed though. Hiccup could have died. She might still. No, he couldn't think like that. Hiccup was fine. The people had brought him home and he was unconscious in his bed. Unconscious, but still alive. Hiccup was not going to die. Toothless refused to even let his thoughts stray anywhere near that subject. He was just grateful, the only things they lost were a leg. They were stuck however, with the memories. No one, Hiccup in particular, would forget that day. The day him and his Hiccup saved everyone!

Now was the time for a new beginning. Toothless would live for a while, being quite a newborn, Stoick would be Chief for as long as he lived. Astrid, well who knows what she'll do. If toothless didn't know any better, he'd say she had taken quite a liking to Hiccup. Toothless was greatly amused when he saw her blush every time she set eyes in Hiccup. She always had a habit of fidgeting with her hands as though unsure where to put them. And also, Toothless kept a close look at her eyes. Because when she looked at Hiccup, her eyes always softened. She looks away and they were immediately set back into a hard glare. Toothless doubted whether anybody else had noticed her soft feelings toward Hiccup.

He looked up. How long had he been sitting there? Pink streaks were beginning to appear in the sky. Toothless stood up from his perch on the rock and jumped off, flapping his wings with great effort. He barely made it over the edge of the Cove, scrabbling his claws to give him some traction. He moved quickly through the forest now, wanting to make it as quick as he could back to Hiccup's house. He hadn't spent so much time away from him since the scene at the Nest.

The village came into view as he leapt over a log, jogging now towards Hiccup's house. Coming up to it, he passed through the same window, landing neatly in the small kitchen of Hiccup and Stoick's home. Trotting over to the bed, he looked down at Hiccup's gaunt face, half covered by blankets. He was unmoving. Toothless considered checking whether he was breathing, but decided against it. Sitting down he continued his silent vigil.

A/N:

Hi guys. I'm super sorry this is late. Like, ultimately late. In my defense, it was sort of a crazy few weeks for me. It was my birthday Saturday! And it was my sister's birthday three days before that. Anyway, I'm now fourteen. Yay! I guess I am now at what most people call a crossroads. I must now...choose sappy life stuff. Kinda. Whatever, not moving out yet. And I went to Rise of The Guardians! It was so amazing! And holy mother of God, I think the whole fandom grew overnight.

Back to the story. Focus. What did you guys think? It was really boring, I know, just touchy feely stuff. But it's like one in the morning over here, and I'm listening to slow songs that make your brain go fuzzy, I can't do adventure stuff. And I thought this was kinda important to show Toothless's confusion and gratefulness, you know? Next chapter, Toothless goes exploring! Please, please review! It means a lot and it'll force me to update faster no matter how distracted I get!