Jon's POV
Cold and darkness surround me seeping into my bones while one spot on my chest burns in comparison. I want to scream out in agony but no sound leaves my lips. This feeling is similar to me but I can't remember what this place is. How long have been here I wonder while staring into endless darkness? Sometimes I think I could have been for an entity. A place one is trapped with no hope of escaping. Wait. I know what this place is and why it's no familiar. The last time I was here was after my brothers at the Nightwatch stabbed me to death for letting the free folk through the wall. This is the place we go to after we die.
Suddenly my head has a blinding pain causing me to shut my eyes in hopeless attempts to ease the pain. Flashes of memories flood into my head. Death rising and friends falling only to rise as the Night King's thralls. Drogons screams of pain as the ice spear rips through him. Dany's screams as she crashes to the ground with her last child. The rage and panic filling me causing me to charge through waves of wights in an attempt to save my love from the clutches of death only to Drogrons back empty and Dany nowhere to be seen. After that, I was mindlessly fighting the dead not caring if I lived or died. Humanity had already lost the great war all we were doing was delaying the inevitable.
During my final fight, I remember spotting the Night King walking among his followers for the first time in years. I wasn't the only one to notice this one and only chance to end the war. Jamie Lannister who had become one of my best friends ever since he left his sister and told me why he killed my grandfather. Together we raced towards the night, King. Two of the best swords left alive against death himself. However, it was useless. Every strike was parried by the Night King until the moment he buried an ice sword into my chest. As he ripped the blade out of my chest, I felt myself drop to my knees before lying down on the ground. As the cold starting crawling into my bones I noticed Tormund and Brienne join in the attack drawing the pressure of Jamie. Slowly I felt death approaching and my last thoughts were of my lost love.
The pain in my head slowly starts to reduce allowing me to reopen my eyes. However, I wasn't greeted by the darkness I was just in but my old bedroom at Winterfell. To say I was confused would be an understatement. The last time I slept in this room was when I was bastard. Before I left to go to the wall. Did Melisandre bring me back again? If so, why are we at Winterfell it was destroyed in the battle of Winterfell? Does this mean Jamie Tormund and Brienne killed the Night King? Did we win the War? My hand automatically went to the stab wound on my heart to make sure I was actually here. Only when my hand found it's place over my heart there was no scar which only confused me more. Standing up I slowly remove my sleeping shirt and believe or not but there were no scars on my chest. Not even a scratch. What on earth is going on?
All thoughts disappeared when a sudden high pitch scream echoed through the walls. Sansa. I know my little sisters scream anywhere. Without hesitation, I open my door not bothering to put my shirt back on and run as fast as I can towards my sister. Her screams are coming from her old bedroom and if I was thinking straight, I would have been confused but as my protective instincts kicked in nothing mattered to me but reaching my sister. I can hear over doors opening but I don't care. Finally, I reach her room and bust through the door almost breaking it off its hinges. Quickly I scan the room and see no visible threats. All I see is my sister curled on the floor screaming. Only this wasn't the sister I was used to seeing. She looked much younger. "Sansa," I say trying to get her attention as I drop to the fall next to her. Her screams die down at my voice.
"Jon." She whispers sounding like she doesn't believe it's me. "It hurts Jon."
"What hurts," I ask while pulling her body into mine holding her and forming a defensive shield around her. If anyone tries to hurt her, they have to through me first. I decide to ignore the fact that she is now much younger as the only thing that matters is her at this moment.
"Everything" she replies between sobs which only makes me pull her closer. I hear people gather behind me but they stay there making me believe they are not a threat. At least not yet. I can only hug her and whisper calming words. After what could have been hours she starts to calm down. "They were everywhere." She starts quietly so only I can hear it and not the people standing behind me. and I already know what she's going to say. They being the wights. "Screams came from everywhere and then one broke through and went for Bran so I jumped in front of him and stabbed it. But it was pointless as they just kept covering. Screaming and clawing at me ripping me apart." She finishes with another sob.
"You're ok Sansa," I tell her. "Your alive and your safe away from the monsters. Your safe with me sister and I promise I won't ever let them hurt you like that again. The lone wolf dies but the pack survives." I was never the best at being comforting but it seems to have a calming effect as she stops crying and sits up in my arms so I can see her face more clearly. She definitely looks years younger.
"You look younger." She says with a small smile before she buries her head into my shoulder. I look younger. If she's young and I'm young what is going on. When she pulls back from my embrace, she looks over my shoulder and sees the people gathered behind her. "Mother." She says starting to cry again. "Father." Quickly she untangles herself from me and all but leaps into their arms. Shock covers my face as I turn to see my Father/ Uncle and Brother Robb standing in the doorway. Lady Stark standing beside them holding on to her first daughter.
"Sansa dear what's wrong." Lady Starks voice is soft and full of love towards her daughter. My father's face shows concern but also hugs his daughter. Again, what in seven hell's is going on. It's then that I spot Bran standing behind his parents with that look of feeling nothing. He nods slightly to the left indicating he wishes to talk to me privately. Carefully I move past my sister and start walking towards my baby brother who can walk but still acts like the three-eyed raven. Robb goes to ask me a question but Sansa latches on to him as well allowing for me to sneak away. At the bottom of the Hall Bran stands looking indifferent and Arya who looks about ten but her eyes are filled with the same coldness I remember from the war.
"Bran what is going on," I say quietly not wishing to disrupt the family moment happening behind me.
"We had a plan." He states with no emotion in his voice. "After the two of you died what was left of the army fell back to a single Ireland of the coast of Dorne. Here those who remained made a final stand against the dead as me as Melisandre performed a ritual to send those who were vital to the war back in time to change events so we could stand a chance when the Night Kings comes again." So we are in the past but still have our memories. "In this household only Me You two Sansa and Theron remember the past. Others are also aware in a different house. Jamie and Tyrion remember. Some of the free folk remember and Daenerys along with her armies remember. This is our only chance to prepare for the long night. Only united do we stand a chance against the Night King and his army." Dany remembers. My love is still alive across the narrow sea. Will she still want to be with me now that her husband is still alive as well. No, she told me that if she could live her life over again, she would always choose me as her one true love and I told her the same. I never actually thought we would be in the position that those words would become true. All I know is I love her and only her. Should I go to her or stay here and start preparing for the war. Bran said her armies remember does that mean they will fight for her again. Will she bring them across the sea back to Westeros.
"You're saying we can save our family," Arya asks with some emotion in her voice glancing over to where the rest of our family is gathered.
"Nothing is certain." Bran replies "But we have the chance to save them and many others." He turns away from Arya and back to me. "You and Daenerys have to take back the Iron throne and unite the people against the threat behind the wall. You can't go to her, Jon. She must come to us when she is ready and you must unite the north and the free folk." I know what my brother is saying is right but it hurts to be away from her. I just need to see her to assure myself that she's alive and that she is safe.
"Don't worry brother," Arya says from beside me placing her hand on my arm. "Our pack will be united soon. And then together we will finish what we started." I gave her a small smile in thanks before she walks off and runs into her parent's arms that Sansa just left.
Bran turns to leave as well. "I must inform Theron of what is going as well." And with that, he also leaves. Soon, my love, I think we will be reunited again.
Heading back over to where everyone has stopped hugging Lord Stark asks "What has got into you two girls this morning."
The two girls in question look at one another before replying "Bad dreams." Sansa takes a step back so we are in line and grabs hold of my hand maybe to remind herself that this is real. Lady Stark looks shocked that this before turning to glare at me with disgust and hatred. Normally when looked at like that I would look down of aware but no I just stare back her which only seems to anger her.
"Since we're up we may as go and break fast," I tell everyone before turning around and head towards the great hall. Sansa still holding my hand follows without hesitation and Arya falls in to step behind us. A few moments I can hear Lord Stark Robb and Lady Stark follow suit. "Sansa," I say quietly earning her attention. Arya is doubt also listening in on what I have to say. "After we eat I think I should start training you how to wield a weapon of your choice. You need to know how to protect yourself." Sansa nods agreeing with my decision. "Arya you will also have to retrain your body like me." I can't tell if she nods but I know she will agree with me on this. Our minds were sent back not our bodies.
"I will need to have another needle made." I can feel her smirk causing me to smile as well.
"I will get on that today," I promise my baby sister and I know just the person to help craft us the weapons. Bran said everyone who was vital to the war will remember so that probably means Gendry Ser Davos and Melisandre will remember. I have no doubt that the three of them will be making their way here as we speak. Arya was right our pack will unite once again. Only this time we will meet much faster.
Once we enter the great hall the servants have already set our places out and some of the people are already enjoying their fast. Letting go of Sansa I move to sit at the front of the hall closet to the door. To everyone, I am still the Bastard of Winterfell and can't sit at the back table with the rest of my family. Sansa and Arya look unsure about leaving me but I gave them a gentle nudge telling them that it's fine and take my place. Bran and Theron are already at the Lord's table eating their food. Theron gives me a nod of acknowledgement which I return. As I start to eat a plate is put down next to me and looking up see Arya taking a seat next to me. Sansa Bran and Theron all join her shortly followed by Robb who complains about being left out making everyone nut bran laugh a little. Rickon is sitting next to Lady Stark and seems to be asking her if he can come and sit with us with, she rejects before turning her glare back towards me. I really haven't missed that. And to think I also forgot what it was like to live here. Seeing my unease Sansa turns around and glares at her mother as does Arya before we all turn back to our little group.
"So Sansa what are you going to learn," Arya asks while eating some bread. Robb and Theron look confused at the question but don't say anything.
"I'm not sure." She admits before turning back to me. "What do you think I should learn."
I take a few seconds to ponder the question before I answer. "I think it would be best to start with teaching you how to shot an arrow and how to use a dagger."
"I'm sorry." Robb interrupts. "But did you just say that our little sister should learn how to shot an arrow and wield a dagger."
"Yes, Robb I believe that our sisters should be able to defend themselves in case something happens." Theron nods in agreement probably remembering how he died in his past life.
"And you agreed to this." He asks Sansa who just nods and goes back to eating. "fathers right what is going on with you lot today." we all shrug and go back to eating our meal.
Robb finishes first and excuses himself heading out to the training yard leaving us altogether. "So tell me, Bran, how do we unite the North and the free folk." I start of hoping we can use this time to plan our plan.
"For now we can't do anything as only a king can grant safe passage for the free folk to pass through the wall."
"Robert will never agree to that and I won't be king for years," I tell him.
"Robert is the only king of the seven kingdoms." Sansa states with a smile. "What if we get him to grant the North their Independence that way the free folk can be let through and Daenerys can land her army in White Harbour as Robert can't attack them without starting a war."
"How exactly do we get the North independent," Theron asks.
Surprising myself and everyone else I come up with a decent plan. "We get all the northern lords to come and greet the King and while's he's here we make it seems as Joffrey tried to do something awful and use that against the King saying if he doesn't give the North up the northern lords will kill Joffrey and go to war.
"And what awful thing will he have done," Arya asks while I look over at Sansa who nods seeing where I am going.
"We accuse him of trying to rape me." Sansa smirk tells me she likes this plan. Of course, I wouldn't let that Bastard anywhere near my sister but we could make it look like him. "Jamie and Tyrion will back us up on this matter.
"Right. When Robert asks for your marriage, We'll get him to reject and then make sure Joffrey knows he isn't wanted which will enrage him and he will no doubt make a huge sense in the great hall. And then when everyone is sleeping Jamie and me will drug the prince while Sansa stages the scene and when she starts screaming waking up the whole castle me and Theron will have reacted to Sansa attempted rape and knocked the Crown Prince out. This will outrage the northern Lords especially when Joffrey denies it and accuses you of lying. Then instead of asking for the Prince to be killed, we ask for independence as Cersei will never let them harm her son. It will be three against one. And We can even get Jamie to back us up stating the Prince told him he was going to the Sansa chambers to say he was sorry for his outburst and told him to stay away but he also heard the screams and came across the same scene as us. Then it would be four against one. The King can't ignore the evidence and since he and Father are such good friends, he will have no choice."
"Sounds good brother," Sansa says with a smile. She's going to love putting Joffrey in his place.
"Should we alert Father to what's going on," Arya asks. "Just so he goes along with the plan." Father always taught us honour but this would be lying and going against everything he stands for. But would he do it to protect his family if we told him everything that happened in our past lives?
"We should tell him." Bran answers. "We will need him to get all the northern Lords to agree with our course of action. If we don't tell him we can't explain to him why Sansa shouldn't marry Joffrey and why the free folk should be let through the wall."
"If we tell Father shouldn't we also tell mother Robb and Rickon as well," Sansa asks Bran who nods. "When Winter comes the lone wolf dies but the pack survives. They deserve to know the truth." She's right and we all agree to tell them but not quite yet. We need time to figure out our whole plan. "What about the Bolton's." She asks with anger and slight fear. I can feel my own anger raising as I look over at Rickon as he happily eats his food. They killed him Robb and lady Stark. They have to die and soon.
"When we tell the rest of our family the truth we can use them to help us deal with the Bolton's." Theron answers which doesn't help how Sansa feels.
"That's not good enough Theron. They need to die now." Sansa argues.
"I agree with Sansa. The Bolton's could already be plotting to take the north for themselves. We have to take them out and quickly." I idea comes into my head and I look over to bran. "Bran how many of the northern lords remember what happened. Remember that the Bolton's killed their king and handed the North over to Joffrey who had their lord to death."
"Not many but Lady Mormont Lady Karstark and Lord Umber remember but they are only child like us at the minute. But they can explain everything that happened to them in their past lives and what happened to their families which could bring them to our side." The Karstarks I doubt will take to well that Robb had their lord executed. "I already sent messages out to them via my ravens and they know to keep quiet about the truth until we are ready." Good job Bran. Ha, I can't image what Lady Mormont must have felt when she woke up as a much younger self.
"So, we can't use them to go war against them yet." Sansa doesn't look happy at this.
"I could do it." Arya smiles. "I am an assassin after all. We could just say that I've come down with a sickness and can't leave my room. That way I can sneak off and sneak back with no knowledge I've disappeared." It could work but I doubt it.
"If you become sick that you can't leave your bed Lady stark would stay by your bedside." Arya deflates at this but none the less agrees. "However, I highly doubt anyone would really care if I become ill."
"How would you get in," Arya asks.
"I would wait until night and then Bran can guard me through the Dread fort and alert me to any dangers. Hopefully when I get in everyone will already be asleep. Then I will make my way into Roose Bolton's room and kill him. Then I will go to Ramsey and tie him up and bring him back her as a gift to my sister."
"When will you leave." Sansa Question excitedly.
It will take about two days to reach the Dread fort on a fast horse. One day to kill and another two coming back. So, five days in total maybe four if I can set off on the same day as getting Ramsey. "I'll start you on your dagger training today and then set off tonight. Arya and Theon can help with your training at night so Lord and Lady Stark don't find out."
"Be careful Jon," Sansa says.
"Don't worry Sansa. I've died twice none and I'm still here. worse come to worse Melisandre can bring me back again."
"We should add Undying to your list of titles." Theon jokes. "Who knows maybe you can finally match Daenerys titles." we all laugh at this before Theon goes to join Robb in training while me and Sansa go and train at the old broken tower. Arya and Bran head off to the Gods wood so he sees what's going on with the rest of our allies. Winter is coming for the Bolton's. As is fire and Blood.