Anything's Worth a Try

by 14karatgold

Drabbles from Jon’s POV at Fort Drell. For some reason, I like to do stuff from Jon’s POV. No one really knows what he’s thinking during the books, do they? Spoilers for ITHOTG.

2. Chapter 2

There was the sound of someone retching behind the tent. It sounded as though whoever was doing it was trying to be quiet about it. Smiling sadly, there was only one person he knew that would bother with that. He raced out of the tent and found a certain redhead doubled over and vomiting with a vengeance. He rushed over to her; he gently pulled her hair out of her face with one hand, and steadied her with the other over her forehead.

Despite the interrupting sound of a heaving stomach, in her presence, he felt that odd comfort again. In the conversation that insured afterward about sissies and throwing up, he realized love number three on his list was her pride. That pride of hers made his look like nothing. He still was clueless as to what made him feel all of this suddenly.