What You Never Expect

Part 2

For AmandaJennings1278

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Five years after the part one

After the second movie (minus Hiccstrid)

You are both 21

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Recap: your family travels island to island in a circus, performing elaborate stunts to the masses. You perform with your night fury. You met Hiccup when you were both 16 and fell in love. He begged you to stay, but you denied and left with your family.

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You flew in on your night fury. Landing in the docks, it wasn't long before the other familiar night fury landed a few feet in front of you. (D/N) immediately bowed to the night fury, who made a gurgling welcome as (D/N) bounced to him.

"(Y/ N)?" a voice asked. It was so similar but also so different. Had he really changed that much? He slipped off his helmet. Well, he had gotten more handsome.

"Hi, Hiccup," you greeted. "It's been a while."

"Six years, (N/ N). That's not "a while.""

"Five years and ten months, actually. And I know," you agreed, avoiding eye contact. "And I'm sorry. I just didn't know where else to go. I can't do this alone anymore."

"Do what alone? (N/ N), what are you-"

"Mommy, are we there yet?" The little five year old whined.

"Yes, bud. We're here."

The little boy showed himself to the small crowd of Berkians watching the show. Everyone who remembered the (L/N) Circus remembered you. And everyone easily recognized the family resemblance.

The little boy looked up at the man in front of his mom. He was thin but serious looking. The boy immediately recognized a lot of himself in the man. The little boy hid behind his mom. "Who he, mommy?"

"Why don't you introduce yourself to him, bud? I'm sure the kind man would love to know who you are, too." The young boy looked up at his mom then the staring man. The man's stare made the boy uncomfortable, but the man saw too much of himself in the boy to move his eyes elsewhere. "Bud, introduce yourself," you said sternly, trying hard not to say the boy's name.

The boy stumbled forward and stuck out his hand for the man who knelt down to his level. "Hi, I'm Hiccup. Who you?"

The man froze and glanced at the boy's mother who have a worried smile.

"Your full name, son," she pressed.

"But, mommy!"

"Hiccup," she insisted.

The boy huffed but recited, "Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the fourth. What your name, mister?"

The man smiled, shaking the boy's hand. "Hi, bud. I'm Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third. It's very nice to meet you."

The boy recognized the name and whispered, "Daddy?" He wiped his neck back to look at his mom, who nodded slowly. "Daddy!" Without warning, the boy threw himself into his father's arms. The man hugged the boy tightly, then loosened his grip as to not hurt the young lad.

The crowd gasped, murmurs echoed softly through the crowd. The chief's teenaged sweetheart had birthed his child in such a horrendous manner. But without a wife to birth him another child, was this child still to be the heir? Mixed feelings swarmed the crowd.

"How old are you, bud?" The older Hiccup asked, holding the boy by his shoulders. He didn't want this to be a trick.

The boy proudly held up five fingers. "This many! I turn five, uh, about month go."

"About a month ago," his mother corrected, walking up to the boy.

Suddenly, the chief's mind raced with the information of everything. "Come with me." He left the boy with his mom and flew off. You, the boy's mom, quickly climbed on (D/N), little Hiccup in your lap as you raced to keep up. You landed next to a familiar house that had been through quite a few renovations since the last time you saw it. "In here."

You took your son by the hand and hurried inside. The door slammed shut with anger and the older Hiccup paced back and forth. A women walked into the room, wondering what was wrong. "Hiccup, is everything-"

"I'm fine, mom," he inserted. "Hopefully."

"Well, who are they?"

"Hello, I'm (Y-"

"(Y/ N) and her son. Her family owns a circus that came through Berk nearly six years ago. During the time of her stay, we fell in love."

"Well, welcome back."

"No. Why are you showing up now, (N/N)? Why not five years ago? Why not as soon as you found out you were pregnant?"

You frowned, then turned to your boy. "Hiccup, darling, why don't you go play outside with (D/N), alright? Mommy will be there shortly."

The boy nodded, "Okay, mommy. Will I see you later, daddy?"

"Hiccup, go now."

"Okay. Bye!" The boy ran outside, shutting the door softly behind him.

"Daddy? Hiccup, what is-" the woman started.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out, mom."

"Wait, she's your mother? I thought she was-"

"So did I! We found her last year at the dragon sanctuary."

"The what?"

"Never mind that. Why did you bring him now? Why am I just now finding out I have a son? You couldn't have even told me through Terror Mail? What?"

"Hiccup, I- I don't know. I was worried you wouldn't want a child. We were only sixteen! I was worried you'd be concerned about how having a child this way would make you look, and I- oh, I don't know. I was scared you wouldn't accept him."

"So you decided to do this now? Like that? Now everyone knows what we did! Now everyone knows!" He held his head in his palm and started to pace again.

"I didn't mean for you to find out this way. I just, sorta, went with the moment."

"I am chief, (N/N)! Chief! I am lucky I'm not engaged to anyone, because- oh, this is so messed up!"

"Chief? What about-"

"My dad is dead, (N/N). He died last year."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Like you would understand."

"Maybe. Maybe not. But I do know what it's like to lose my entire family in one night. That's why I'm here, Hiccup, why we're here."

"What? What happened?"

You took a deep breath and told your story. "It was six months after I left. It was getting harder and harder to hide my bump. No one besides (D/N) knew of little Hiccup. I was scared my family would hate me. Hate him. I felt so alone, but I knew I couldn't keep it a secret forever, so I decided to finally come out with my parents. I was just about to go to their room when the entire boat started shaking. I heard explosions coming from the deck. I ran to see what was going on. Armored dragons were blasting the boats to bits. I found my parents barely alive beside the hatch that lead to the lower levels. I ran to them, but they were almost dead. So I told them there and then. I couldn't let them die without knowing they were going to be grandparents." I huffed, unable to look at Hiccup, whose father did die without knowing. "My mother was so furious at me. She called me a disgrace, among other things. My father couldn't speak, but he smiled with a gleam in his eyes. Then he died. My mother, though, she wished me to-" I couldn't continue as sobs started shaking my body.

Warm, familiar arms wrapped around me. "I'm so sorry," he whispered.

I hugged him tightly. "I was so scared, Hiccup! I thought you would act like her! I thought if you didn't know, then it would be for the best! I'm s- sorry!"

"It's fine, (N/N). I forgive you. I do. You're not alone anymore. You're really warm, are you okay?" he noticed, checking your temperature with the back of his hand. "You have a fever. Mom-"

"I got the rags and water, you go lay her down," his mother instructed.

As ordered, he lifted you bridal style and walked up the staircase to his room. "That's why I had to bring our son here. I didn't know where else to go. I'm dying, Hiccup."

Hiccup's eyes widened as he laid you down on his bed. All his feelings from so many years ago resurfaced. All his passion and love made his eyes tear up at the thought of never seeing you again. Of seeing you die right here on his bed.

"No," he denied. "No, you're not dying. You can't. I- I need you. Hiccup, our son, needs you." It was weird calling someone else Hiccup. It was weird sharing his name, despite him being the third person to have it. "You can't die. You can't. I still love you."

"And I, you. But it's too late." You sat up and lifted your shirt, revealing an infected wound. "I couldn't stop it. I'm getting weaker. I had to find Hiccup a good home. You were the first person that came to mind. Please, Hic, promise me." Hiccup couldn't stand it anymore. He tried to shush her as he laid her back down. "Please, Hic, promise me you'll take good care of him. Please!" You were getting frantic now. He wasn't promising; he wasn't saying anything.

Hiccup ran his hand over your soft hair. "Shh, I promise. I promise, love. But you have to promise me that you'll survive. You won't stop fighting this."

You smiled, relaxing your body for the first time in years. Your little boy would be safe here. Maybe not loved but safe. You could live with that.

Hiccup noticed your peaceful smile. "No, (N/N), you can't give up! We need you! I need you! Our son needs you! You need to fight this! Don't give up! (N/N)! (N/N)!"

And you suddenly blacked out.

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Pain. It seemed like forever since you felt anything other than pain. You had learned to almost ignore the burning pain.

"I think she's waking up. (N/N)? (N/N), love?" a familiar voice asked.

"Mommy? Mommy?"

"Come on, love. Let us see your beautiful eyes," the voice cooed. "I've missed your beautiful (E/C) eyes." You felt finger softly dance across your cheek. Your eyes twitched, making him gasp. "(N/N)?"

You groaned, the pain was faint but still there. Your side was throbbing. It took a few more minutes, but you finally opened your eyes and were talking with your two boys.

"How long was I out?" you asked, sipping on some broth Hiccup insisted of feeding you. He wouldn't even let you hold the spoon.

"A few weeks."

You choked of the broth. You coughed, "A few weeks?"

"Whoa, calm down, love. Yes, a few weeks, but you're fine now. It was kind of iffy at first, but the healers helped clear out the infection. Other than a large scar, you'll be fine." Hiccup couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face. The little boy in the chair next to him leapt into his mother.

"We get to be a happy family now, mommy! Daddy said so."

You grunted as his knee hit your still sore wound. Older Hiccup carefully pried the energetic child off of you. "Careful, son. Mommy is still hurt."

"Oh, sorry, mommy."

"It's fine, sweetheart." It finally hit you: you weren't going to die. Not anytime soon, at least. Tears sprung to your eyes. "We're going to be just fine."

Hiccup realized what was going on scooted beside you on the bed, your son in his lap. He leaned down to place his lips against yours. "Yes, love. We're going to be just fine. Our perfect little family."

You leaned against his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around you. "I never expected this day to come. I'm so happy."

"Well, I am what you never expect," Hiccup teased.

You laughed. "You remember that?"

"Of course I do. I remember every second of our time together. Maybe we can relive our last night together, give our son a little brother or sister," he hinted.

"I want a little sister!" the young boy screamed, ruining the moment.

You laughed at the silly boy. "Well, when I get all better, we'll have some things to discuss."

"Oh, a lot of things," agreed older Hiccup. His lips touched your ear as he whispered, "By the way, I'm not letting you go this time. I'm not letting either of you go ever again."

You smiled up at him. "I always dreamt you would say that."

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