Chapter 3

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Odysseus sat in the one of several healing rooms. The hut itself was just shy of the size of their Great Hall. It held up to forty rooms for the critically injured, but seeing how no one was suffering from sickness or injury, Odysseus had no reason to not have Y/n rest there until she woke. Her black out was unnatural to them.

Her freaking out and hyperventilating wasn't though. Y/n's panic attacks had happened when certain things triggered it. Whether or not it was because she was overwhelmed, someone getting too close, or when others pried heavily. There was were other factors, but those were the big ones Odysseus had caught.

If it was Ares who blacked out, it would've been different. Odysseus knew Ares had a tendency to over do. Especially in battle. The lack of sleep hardly helped matters, and Odysseus was the only one who knew of Ares's problems. As a healer Odysseus knew a lot more than any other person in the underground. It was an inside joke that the healers knew more than the chief.

Odysseus chuckled to himself as he looked over to Y/n. He knew of her troubles as well. He had a guess on what triggered this, but he'd ask her when she woke up. Cleaning around the building, helping small children with their scrapes, and doing his best to ease everyone's concerns over Y/n, Odysseus still worked.

Luckily, Cherry had helped Odysseus in the endeavors of healing. He was grateful to have her and Y/n around. Both were very skilled in the craft of healing, but he just wished he could've save Cherry's babe. Odysseus paused in straighting out the contents in a drawer.

Still borns were the hardest thing Odysseus had to except when healing or aiding in child birth. It was especially hard when Y/n had helped him in delivering that day. It was harder knowing this was the first time Cherry was expecting and this being the first baby Y/n's delivered.

Odysseus would never forget the horrified faces when they realized the baby was already dead. Taking a breath, Odysseus turned back to Y/n's resting form. Taking the rag from her head, he flipped it over and placed it carefully on the bump on her head.

Sitting next to her bedside, Odysseus fell into deeper thought. Was almost unaware that Y/n had woken up. When she tried to sit up, Odysseus carefully place a hand on her arm.

"Easy. You bumped your head on the way down," Odysseus whispered.

Y/n looked over and relaxed as she leaned herself into the cot. Odysseus noted her shifting gaze. Something she did when nervous. It wasn't any problem or issue as Odysseus took the picking the loose skin on his hands, and avoided eye contact with her to try and help her relax more.

"I take it the sight of familiar faces causes you to bolt?" Odysseus asked as he leaned back in his chair. "From what you've told me and Malani, you have people you consider family from Berk. Hiccup Haddock is from Berk. Stoick's boy."

Y/n stiffened before letting out a shaky breath. Odysseus sat quietly, looking the rag over. He made a metal note to have new ones made.

"Ares is upset with me.. isn't he," Y/n whispered clinging to the blanket, eye down casted.

Odysseus hummed lightly as he leaned forward, his eyes trying to meet hers now. Y/n's eyes held fear. Odysseus knew Ares wouldn't do anything but withhold her from leaving on another mission. Deciding she stays here, means having proper recovery after these events. No one argued on that.

"He was worried. We all were. You gave us quite to scare when you blacked out," Odysseus breathed, hoping she understood she wasn't going to be punished in any sort of way. "Salem, Ashaw, and Liu had nearly tore threw the doors to see you. They would have succeeded if Cherry didn't intervene. She may be small, but she is one tough lass."

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