This picks up during the Battle at Castle Black in episode 4x09.

Desperate for anything to use against Styr, Jon grabbed a hammer and shoved it into the Thenn's skull.

Styr fell to his knees, and Jon pushed his body to the ground.

He returned to where he had dropped his sword. He wiped the blood and dirt off of Longclaw and returned the sword to it's sheath.

The tingling sensation returned to his neck, and he knew another enemy was approaching.

He whipped his head around. Kneeling in the mud a short distance away was Ygritte.

Jon's heart swelled in his chest.

She looked as beautiful as ever.

Her soft red hair was pulled back from her face, revealing her strong cheekbones and jawline. Her eyes were stern and black, like a lioness on the hunt.

Jon felt a smile creep to his face; he thought he would never see her again.

It was only then that Jon noticed Ygritte had a bow in her hand.

An arrow was nocked.

She was aiming for him.

Fear squeezed his stomach.

Ygritte paused, but didn't break her stare. Seconds ticked by. Then, her eyes softened.

Jon recognized the expression immediately; it was the same look she gave him when she wanted to kiss him.

She moved her bow slightly to the left, and let the arrow fly.

Jon heard the arrow soar past his head and plunge through a man's chest. Jon hadn't even heard the wildling attacker run up behind him.

Jon turned back to Ygritte. She had a slight smile on her face, and she was looking right at him.

Jon's heart beat rapidly as his thoughts reminded him of their time in the cave.

An explosion from the top of the wall refocused them on the situation at hand. The clash of steel rang through Jon's ears. He immediately became alert of the battle around him.

He raced towards Ygritte and grabbed her hand. She willingly followed his touch. Together, they ran through the bloody mud of the battle ground and into an alley that led away from the chaos.

Jon, being familiar with Castle Black, navigated them easily through the dark walkways that led to the living quarters of the watchmen.

No one was in their rooms; all of the men were either fighting in the battle or were already dead.

They jogged through a few hallways; Ygritte lost track of their location.

He kept pulling her further from the battle until they could no longer hear the cries of men.

Jon plowed through one of the doors in the hallway. Once Ygritte was safely through the doorway, Jon slammed the door and secured the lock. The room went dark, except for a small amount of moonlight flowing in through the stone wall's window.

Jon took a second to gather his thoughts. He felt so much attraction to this beautiful woman here with him; he could hardly think straight.

He paused, feeling the tension in the room.

They needed to figure out what they were going to do next.

Jon was about to open his mouth to speak, but Ygritte didn't let a word escape.

Dropping her bow to the floor, she hastily leaned towards him and covered his lips with hers.

The kiss began slowly.

Jon was enjoying the taste of her lips, sweet, but still wild and seductive.

The steady rhythm of their lips slowly increased.

Jon brought his gloved hands up and cradled her elegant face. Ygritte slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, using the leverage to pull herself more into the kiss.

Their breathing became ragged; the kisses became more desperate and frantic.

Jon bent at the knees and wrapped his arms to her waist in order to lift her off the ground. Without breaking the kiss, Ygritte wrapped her legs around him.

Blindly, Jon stumbled across the room until his legs hit the bed against the far wall.

He gently set her on top of it and lowered himself over her.

Jon felt himself grow hard. Ygritte stared into his eyes, smiling at him. Jon felt himself redden a bit, and couldn't help but smile back.

Jon began to hate the layers and layers of fur that separated them.

He felt the need to rip off every bit of her clothing just so he could feel her warm breasts against his chest.

He wanted to feel the soft skin of her legs wrapped around his back.

He wanted the sensation of her, warm and wet around him, as he gently pressed himself into her.

Wanting to satisfy his cravings, he let his tongue slide over her bottom lip, and Ygritte opened her mouth slightly. Their tongues slid together, back and forth.

Their heavy breathing was the only noise throughout the room.

Ygritte slowed the kiss and gently pulled away. She ran her hands up and down his back. Her touch was driving him crazy, and she wasn't even touching his bare skin. "I love you, Jon Snow," she whispered.

Jon felt a sense of relief. He thanked the gods that she felt the same way as he did for her.

"I love you, too," he sighed as he gently pressed his lips to her forehead.

A noise from the hall outside the door broke the silence.

Jon and Ygritte immediately rose from the bed.

Jon flew to the threshold as Ygritte silently snatched her bow from the floor. She nocked an arrow and took her stance. She nodded at him, and he eased open the door.

Ghost darted through the door frame.

"Don't shoot!" Jon cried at Ygritte. She immediately relaxed her bow as Jon closed the door behind his direwolf. Ghost lept onto the bed and curled up on the mattress.

Jon took Ghost's entrance as a chance to work out a plan with Ygritte, before their cravings got the best of them again.

He began to speak, his words full of love and hope.

"We need to leave here. I am no longer a man of the Night's Watch. I lost hope of ever being that the moment I saw you. I love you and I can't live without you. We could have a life together. We could love each other and be together like we always wanted to. I love you and I want to spend my life with you."

Ygritte stepped towards him and gave him a short but passionate kiss. "Let's go. I love you and don't want to spend another second without you."

Jon kissed her, only for a second, and then eased open the bedroom door.

After making sure there was no one around, he crept into the hallway.

Ygritte and Ghost followed him silently through the threshold. Jon grabbed Ygritte's hand and slid off her glove.

He kissed her fingers and slowly began to lead her foward.

He guided her through the hallway, so that they were getting even further from the battle.

With Ghost padding behind them, they slipped through the corridors, out of the side entrance gate, and disappeared into the night.

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