Changed my concept for this story. It was meant to be just a love story between Robb and Elaine but that was boring to me. So I wanted to see how will the dead be handled if Robb would still be alive. How will Jon react and behave knowing he still has a family. I just wanted to explore it. It will not happen as soon as I would like it to be . We do need to establish some other relationships before the War if the Dawn will happen so please stay tuned and enjoy.

Prologue

Two figures were walking through heavy snow. One of them was a large man wearing a thick black cloak, another was a small woman holding a babe in her arms. It was bitter cold and their faces froze as they walked passed the Wierwood tree and saw and abandoned hut.

"It is getting dark. We can stay here for the night." the man Samwell Tarly said to the woman who was holding the babe in her hands Gilly. She looked around her and nodded to the man. The man who saved her from her father. A man who saved her baby from becoming a sacrifice for the white walkers.

Gilly gave her babe to Sam and started to pick branches to start a fire while looking at the man who was making faces at her son and smiled a little at the scene. She looked up at the wierwood trees to see crows starting to gather there and she went back to picking up wood. They need to be warm tonight if they do not want to be food for the birds.

Gilly sat in the broken keep watching her baby boy sleep in her hands. She was not sure till recently that she will have a son. That she will be able to keep him alive but here they are for all accounts safe and away from her father and anyone who would want to do them harm.

Gilly looked up from her son and saw how Sam tried to start the fire and was failing miserably. She shook her head at the brave man who saved her from her father.

"How hard it is to make a fire." He said looking at her in despair.

"It does not matter. Come under the furs we can keep each other warm." She said and he looked at her with a little fear in his eyes at that yet still he came sat down by her as she put a fur around him as well. They sat there. All three of them. Like a family Gilly thought.

Gilly went to make the fire herself when they heard ravens from outside of their keep screaming and both looked at each pother with fear in his eye. Sam gave the babe to Gilly as they went out side to see what was the commotion about. Sam made sure that Gilly and the babe were behind him to make sure she is safe and when they went outside they saw two dozen ravens sitting on the wierwood tree creaming at them. The wind was harsh and biting their face. It was much colder then before. Each breath that they took it felt like it was freezing them from the inside.

Gilly saw it first. It was the eyes. Those pale blue eyes that came for many of her sisters son. Those eyes that brought the darkness and cold with them where ever they went. Those eyes that will freeze you just by looking at them. Those eyes that you will have once they brought you back from the dead.

Gilly brought her son close to her chest. Between the bitter wind and the screaming birds she knew what he cam for. She knew it came for what it was owed. Her son. Her little boy. They wanted her little boy. Once those eyes turned toward them everything stopped. The bird went quiet and so did the wind. Nothing could be heard but their breathing. They heard the snarls from the darkness and Gilly closed her eyes as she brought her son even closer to her. They will not survive it. They always get what they want.

She looked at Sam who was looking into darkness his eyes meeting the blue eyes of the undead. She could see the fear in his body. She could see he is scared as she was and she was glad she met him. She was the first man who showed her kindness. She closed her eyes as Sam drew his sword out. The dead was close to him. Walking fast. She opened her eyes to see the dead gripping Sam's sword before it turned to ice and smashed into million pieces. Then she saw Sam flying 50 feet into the air as the undead shoved Sam away from them.

There was nothing between her and the dead now. Nothing at all. She was going to die and her boy will be turned into one of them. Into a mindless killer. Into an undead creature. Her baby biy began to cry in her arms and she kept him closer her own tears turning to ice as they fell from her eyes. The creature came closer and the her baby was now screaming in her ear making Gilly's heart break at he sons cries. The undead outstretched his arm for her child when suddenly he stopped in his tracks and began to screech. He was screeching louder than her son was crying. He turn to look at Sam and she saw the obsidian dagger in his shoulder blade. The dead creature froze in place before he turned into million pieces of ice. Gilly fell to her knees and cried as her son was spared thanking the Old Gods for bringing Sam to her.

Well there we go there is the Prologue. As you can see the white walker will be in this story. I chose this as a prologue because I love Gilly and Sam and their love. I love how Sam found out about the dragon glass and I wanted to show that they can be destroyed even if it will not be an easy job. They will be back at an later date but not yet. So will be Jon and Danny and the night Watch. Hope you enjoy this and please review