I'm not really a Clexa fan (I don't mind it) but those seem to be the AUs coming out. So this one was inspired by that ship again, but once again with a twist. But really if you're a Bellarke fan don't feel sad, because all of those moments are here too (advantages of none of the people in these two ships crossing over in this world)

Really this is pretty much the final scene on season 3 word by word, just with a few things sprinkled in :)

Once again, I take prompts!

The world stopped then. Every battle taking place stopped with agonizing yells of pain and suffering.

Stannis was thrown back with a hole on his shoulder. Jeyne stopped with Theon's gun closer to her face than it should ever have been. Ashara had her arm squeezing the air out of Robb's throat.

"Baby, you're okay," Elia whispered as her daughter opened her eyes, to look around at this new reality. "You did it. You saved us." Elia couldn't look away from her daughter, until they remembered Sansa next to her.

"You have to take out the flame," Rhaenys finally spoke and with the words spoken and the flame finally out, Elia pulled her daughter to her arms, focusing on every feature of her face. Then another person called to her, her eyes finding first the bandages on her wrists, before seeing the guilt and pain in Ashara's face – nowadays so familiar.

"Go to her. I'm okay," her daughter said. Elia walked up to Ashara, who was still in shock, but already getting up and to check on other people – she never stopped. And then she felt Elia's hand and in that moment, nothing else mattered and just pulled her closer to her arms – feeling safe once again.

Rhaenys looked away from her mother and saw young Sansa as she came to check on her as her hands still looked black with the Commander's blood.

"I saw Margaery in there – she saved my life," Rhaenys whispered, knowing this girl needed to know this.

"Marg…"

"She told me to tell you she loves you and that she will always be there," she said pointing to Sansa's chest and then the girl broke down in her arms, burying her head on her lap. Had the girl even had time to mourn her first love?

"Is she okay?" Robb said, coming closer, with a worried look.

"Marg. I saw her in there," Rhaenys said, resting a hand on Sansa's head and Robb rested his hand there as well, his fingers between hers and touching his sister's hair.

"You saved us," Robb thanked her, but he noticed the way she slightly shook her head. "What happened, Rhaenys?"

"Six months, we have six months to live," she said, but before she could explain, the room had erupted in confusion as the Chancellor had a knife through his stomach. His youngest sister was on the other side of the blade, with a sense of accomplishment.

"Willow didn't deserve death. You do," she whispered as she did what she needed to do. She did it for Gendry and Jeyne who were too good for this.