Unknown Feelings

A/N: So this is my very first story that I'm posting online. Please do understand that there may mistakes. I am not quite sure where the story will go but some characters will be different from the book. This will be a Jon Snow/OC Fanfic. Enjoy and please do leave comment telling what I can improve or fix.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except Sierre

Chapter 1

Well god damn that's big, I didn't think it was as large as this! When people told you about it, you imagined it in your head, but it that doesn't compare to what's really before your eyes. The Wall. The men dressed in black protecting the kingdom and guarding the Wall. She looked up, eyes scanning and calculating, at the massive wall of ice and began to shiver. I really need to get going or else I'm going to freeze . She began moving forward from the spot she had stood in, dark navy cloak trailing behind her, underneath the trees, hiding from plain sight. She wore her hood up, chocolate-brown hair spilling from the sides. With small quiet steps, snow crunching under her feet, Sierre walked onto Kings Road. The snow covered the landscape like a white sheet, leaves frozen, trees huddling closer for warmth, Sierre began realize how cold she was getting. She could barely feel her toes, scrunching them didn't work and hopping around didn't either. She needed get warm, quickly or she might risk losing a toe. An hour passed as Sierre hobbled to Castle Black, when she did… well let's say they don't welcome girls with much respect. The second she knocked on the giant oak doors, a knife is pressed to her throat and a raspy unknown voice whispered: "

"Well what do we have here? A wandering girl, looking for mama and papa? Ah ha ha ha"

"Actuall-" Sierre didn't even get to finish as something hit her head and she fell to the ground, blacking out.

Waking up was very painful. Her head felt like it was the stage of heavy metal concert and everyone was stomping their feet.

"Uhgghghghghg frick….."

"Well it seems our lovely damsel has woken up from her beauty sleep, how are you feeling young lady?"

Sierre opened her eyes and saw that she was surrounded by giant men, in giant black clothes, with giant swords and weapons. They all looked at her as though she was a deer in headlights. She looked from face to face, wondering what she done and how she had gotten here.

"Maester Aemon has asked you a question woman, answer him!" A mean and old, looking man spat at her.

"Now, now lord Commander, give her some time. She was hit quite hard on her head." The man who had spoken to her first, a nice, friendly looking old man replied in a soft voice. He didn't look at her as he spoke, he was blind.

"I feel alright, I guess. My head hurts but not too badly. If you don't mind me asking, where I am?" Sierre asked in a timid voice.

"Well young lady, you are in Castle Black. To be specific, Jon Snows room." Maester Aemon replied with a small grin.

The room was dark with light emitting from the large fire that was in the wall right across the bed she lay in. The black curtains covered the window, rugged looking rugs covered the floor, mismatched. Sierre laid under warm furs, pillows piled behind her.

"Jon Snow?"

"Me." One of the larger men said. His voice was strong but soft and tender. Shaggy black hair hung from his head, large black eyes burning into her hazel ones. He had a young face with a strong jaw line and an uneven beard growing.

"When Alliser had hit you, Jon came running, brought you up here and called me to help. Now before we go further, what is your name?" Maester Aemon said.

"Sierre, Kateryna Sierre. But most people call me Kat or Sierre.

"Ahh so you are the helper they sent from Absalom to help me. Now allow me to introduce myself, I am Maester Aemon."

"Sent from Absalom? Now where in the seven kingdoms is that?" Lord Commander asked bluntly

"A small village in the north, not many people know of this place, but it is very beautiful and quaint."

"And why was she sent here?"

"She is very good at healing, and the king believes the Night's Watch needs more healers. Notable one's too." Aemon replied.

"I need no woman healing my men, they can heal themselves!"

"The king says she exceptional and I agree. . ."

Sierre smiled slyly to herself at that comment. Jon stared at the girl curiously.

"… if you disagree Lord Commander, I suggest you talk to the King himself. Now if you would please leave, we will discuss these matters later, the girl needs to rest."

And on that note the Lord Commander walked out the room, fuming, and slamming the door behind him.

"He doesn't seem to like me..." Sierra broke the silence.

Sorry, I know this is kind of short, but it is the first chapter so. Let me know if you want me to continue the story. :)