(A/N: Free day, day 7.)

Astrid's POV.

If someone had told me ten years ago that I was going to be a married woman, a mother of two and pregnant with the third, with Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, I would've laughed and then punched them so hard, they would've seen stars.

But, now, in here, my five-year-old son, Destin, playing on the ground at my feet, my second son, three-year-old Stoick II in my arms and the unborn baby I'll carry for three more months.

How could I've ever gotten so lucky?

I can't be more grateful for everything. Hiccup's my husband of five years. I could've never imagined any of this.

l was so focused on becoming the best shieldmaiden that I forgot what was most important to me. Well, until Hiccup came along with his one-of-a-kind dragon, - Night Fury to be exact.

He changed who I am completely and he completely flipped my world upside down. He's the perfect man and I don't want to be with anyone else then him.

He's everything to me.

My only one.

Author's POV.

Astrid looked down at little Destin playing with Hiccup's old fabric dragon that Valka had sewn when we was a baby.

The door suddenly opened to the house and in came Toothless, dragging his legs after him and his head hanging lazily.

Toothless' head peeked up when he saw Destin and slowly trotted over to the kid, flopping down right beside him with a large sigh.

Astrid smiled and lifted her head, seeing her husband walking through the door. He laid his eyes on her and his whole face lit up.

Her smile widened and she moved little Stoick II to her hip instead of her lap and slowly stood up. Hiccup was by her side in meer seconds and held her.

She sighed.

"Hey, babe..." She said and looked at him with a small smile. "Hey there, my beautiful wife," He said and went to her free side, nuzzling his nose into her hair. She closed her eyes.

"I've missed you."

"I'm sorry for working so much right now. It's just hectic and-"

She cut him off. "Hey, hey," She started and placed her free hand on his cheek. "It's okay. You're here now. I love you."

Hiccup smiled and leaned in, pressing his lips to her cheek, corner of her mouth and then her lips.

Little Stoick II whined in Astrid's arms and he pulled away. He placed his hand on the little boy's head and pressed his lips against his forehead.

His eyes landed on hers and he smiled, lips still on the little boy's head.

"Thank you."