okay finally the last chapter to this story! it's finally over thank the gods! I am finally done with this story, I have been srewing around and avoiding this story, I wanted to add more chapters but my hands are full with my new stories.

I just got off yesterday from a long shitty day at work, what can I say everybody fucking hates me and I having a mental breakdown like always so just ignored that...I'll leave now, anyway enjoy this final chapter. This shit show is finally over...I think I need a drink after dealing with the dipshits from work.

Dead Inside

Chapter Thirty Four

I Own Nothing

Hiccup's P.O.V

I slowly walked outside, the sun shearing through my eyes, Dagur was clutching onto my hand as we both stepped out, facing the large crowd with weary eyes, full of fear and nerves. People we shocked to see me for the first time in years, it was a long speech I gave out to them, while I was still clutching onto Dagur the entire time. The nerves were slowly starting to go away, then maybe after an hour it was over and I was going home.

It felt like a long walk to my house, I forgot what it looked like, it was still the very same after all these years, Dagur was still holding onto my hand, following behind me as I opened the front door. I didn't know if mom had stock around to see if I was okay, but of course I was dead wrong, she was sitting at the kitchen table, looking up from her seat, seeing me alive and well. She quickly got up from her seat and clutched me very tightly in her arms in a death grip.

"I'm alright mom." I whispered

"I thought I lost you." She said softly, running her fingers through my hair, still cradling me in her arms.

"I'm too stubborn to die mom, you know that by now." I trailed off, still feeling weak. But my mother only laughed, holding me a little tighter.

After that little reunion me and Dagur went up to my old room, my entire room has changed, I now have a queen size bed, a new dresser and mony other things I would need if I was going to be staying herefor a while. I thank my father for the new bed, he only smiled and hugged me, to my surprise he left me and Dagur alone, I didn't think he would leave us alone up here, I was still his little baby but he was starting to understand I was grown now. I laid down with Dagur climbing into bed with me, Toothless laid down in the corner on his makeshift of a stone, heating it up so he cold lay down. I rested my head onto of Dagur's chest, pulling the blankets up and snuggling into the furs.

We laid there for seemed like ours, coming in and out of sleep. We were both still in a little bit of pain, but had something to numb most of it, I could take so many herbs and rub them where the wounds were, Dagur would have to help me, but didn't mind.

"You still want to get married?" I asked him, looking up to see if this is what he really wanted.

He looked almost confused."Of course I still do." He leaned down and gave me a peck on the lips."Why would I change my mind about that?" Dagur then pulled me up a little closer to him, running a few of his fingers along my back."Why would I back out now?"

I shrugged." I don't know, I just...didn't think I would ever have...this."

He smiled."After everything you've been through, I think you deserve it." He then leaned down and kissed me, his hands running along my tunic, slowly pulling it off of me, pushing me down on the bed so he could take off my leggings I aughed when he couldn't undo the strings."Damn things." He mumbled, then he lost his patience."Screw it." He then made a loud rip when he ripped them off my tiny waist, causing me to gasp.

"Really?" I arched a brow, but he only looked at me with a puppy dog eye look.

"Couldn't help it." He gave me another kiss, this time a little more sloppy. But I didn't care, I let his undress me either way, now it was my turn, I got his short sleeve tunic off without a problem, then came his pants, exposing his long length, it was already hard, waiting to be inside of me already."I need you." He whispered, taking me in his mouth, inhaling my taste. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling me up to his lap.

His lips then traced my down my neck, making there down to my breast, playing with my nipples and sucking on them, causing me to moan, trying to keep it down so my parents wouldn't hear, I really need to put a lock on that door just for my own good. Dagur kept playing with my breast, squeezing them tightly, liking the sound of me moaning loudly, I really hope my parents aren't home right now, it would be awkward the next morning if they heard us.

"Dagur." I moaned.

"Shhh." He kissed me again on the lips."This gonna make you feel better." He pushed me back down on the bed, flat on my back while his kissed my stomach and trailed down in between my legs. I felt his hot lips and tongue press against my womanhood, I gripped the sheets, feeling him licking an kissing it. I inhaled deeply when he pushing himself inside of me, he kept lapping at it, making me squirm and twist and turned on the bed, his beard tickled me a little, almost making me laugh.

I soon cam in his mouth, feeling my entire body relaxed, lying down on the bed as he climbed on top of me. Both of our eyes locked, I ran his fingers through his thick dark red hair, it was sleek and shiney to the touch,we kissed again, more rough with a bit of hair pulling, I yelped in the middle of it, but it was our way of say I love. Maybe I just like it rough, I was never have it gentle, not in this lifetime at least, but I loved it.

He pushed his length inside of me, causing me to moan, feeling the insides of me tighten, pulling him inside of me even deeper.

A few months later...

A few months of our lives passed by us, we were planning our wedding date, spring was finally here in full bloom. Dad was still trying to get over the fact that I was going to be getting married soon, part of me still couldn't believe it either, I looked at myself in the mirror, wearing my mother's wedding dress when she married my dad, it was pure white with fur trimming around the shoulders, exposing them while holding up my breast, I would be wear moonstones to match the dress.

Then the big day came, I had blue flower crown with my hair all undone and hanging out, while I had one arms hook around my father's, I could tell he didn't want me to go.

The ceremony was being held outside in the warm sun, bright and full of flowers and people, the dragons had slowly moved in. Dagur was smiling and waiting for me, my father then let me go, I walked up to the altar and took his hand, saying our vows.

We stood there, looking into each other's eyes, filled with love, then it was time to kiss.

It was a long kiss, full of passion, and a long happy life.

Nine months later.

I was tired to the point I wanted to give up, but Dagur held onto my hand, trying to encourage me to push one more time, I wailed and told him I couldn't do this anymore, but he didn't give up on me. I let out another cry of pain, another contraction hit me like lightning, the midwife and told me to push again, I clung onto Dagur one more time. I couldn't take this pain anymore, I couldn't give another push if my life depended on it. But Dagur held me very tightly in his arms, commanding me t push one last time.

A few seconds later I felt it come out, a gush of fluid came out, along with the cries of a fresh newborn babe. I looked up with a pale face, Dagur was already bringing her over to me, she was squirming and wailing still until she was placed in my warm arms, she finally settled down, clutching onto my breast, suckling very hungrily.

"You did it Hiccup." He rand finger along her puffy cheek, looking at her auburn hair, my hair.

"I thought sh would never come out." I said tiredly.

"But she's here now."

I never thought I never have a baby, a healthy one for that matter since my mother had multiple miscarriages before having me, I was the only one to survive the entire night. But here I was with a healthy baby in my arms, and she was perfect.

"She looks just like you."

"I think she's going to be a lot like you, a little berserker." I said softly, I had feeling she would be a troublemaker in the works, just like her father.

"Hey, I take that as a complement." He looked down at the now sleeping baby. He kissed me on the forehead."I love you."

I kissed him back."Love you too."

My life was now complete, I didn't feel dead inside anymore, I had the love of my life and now a baby I could raise without feeling alone or an outcast.

I was finally free.

I am so sorry for the short lazy ass chapter but I wanted this story over and done with.