AN- I don't know why I seem stuck on this story. It still has no reviews and I keep writing it, but who knows if anyone is even enjoying it...
Regina closed her eyes as she sat alone in the cabin. Jon had taken Aaden with him to market to try and sell more furs. Regina hated being alone usually, but this time she didn't mind this time she had something important to do. She had to put an end to Arianna this time it had to be for good. She couldn't risk Jon finding her, she couldn't risk losing him again.
She had never wanted to actually kill Arianna since she was taken she feared what Arianna's death might to do Jon, but now she had nothing to lose. Just the other night Jon had come back from his ride in the woods, speaking of the dragon she had hoped he left in the past. She saw something in the man's eyes she hadn't seen in a long time, hope. Hope that he would find his family again. He would never admit it do her, but Regina could feel him ready to leave and join his search once more. He had even mentioned letting Aaden go to Winterfell to meet the rest of his family. Regina feared his plans to take Aaden meant he meant to leave the boy there as he continued searching. While Aaden wasn't her son by birth she couldn't lose him again. If Jon took Aaden from her it would be the second boy she raised until the age of ten and then would have to lose she couldn't let that happen again.
She would have to concentrate without any distraction. To try and reach out to Arianna again. The last time she had used her magic to reach the other woman had taken a toll on her. Yet that had been a long time again when she cursed Arianna to be lost to her own mind. She couldn't allow her to find her way back and while at first she had thought simply taking her far away would keep her away she learned the other woman's will power was strong she would simply take Lyanna and find her own way home, she would never be a slave at least that was until Regina's curse that took Arianna's will power away.
"We can't stand by and do nothing!" Lyanna yelled out.
"I've tried everything." Dany told her, "I can't stop him, no one can. I don't even know why he came back. Last time it wasn't me to get him to stop."
"Last time?" Lyanna asked, "What do you mean last time?"
"Right before he left ten years ago he went on a rampage much like this one, town after town and nothing I did could stop him, nothing." She shook her head, "My brother's son was the only one that could and he isn't here!"
"So what? We stand around and hope he just goes away to kill some where else?" Lyanna shook her head, this isn't right!" she stormed out of the room.
Graham sighed and followed the girl. "Yelling at her isn't going to help." He told Lyanna once they were away from the great hall.
"I know." She shook her head, "But I don't understand how she can't figure out a way, she is the mother of dragons."
"Just because she hatched them doesn't mean she can control them. Dragon's tend to bond to one person maybe two, but without some kind of connection they are dangerous. Nothing like wolves. They say the one ones that can control them are those with dragon blood within their own veins."
"Dany is the only one left with dragon blood or what ever you call it, she's the only chance we have." Lyanna told him, "So if she can't stop him does that mean no one can?"
"I don't know." Graham told her, "I truly wish I had the answers."
"Then what do we do?" she asked.
"Figure something out." Graham told her as he sat down in a chair shaking his head, "Figure something out."
A fire flashed through Lyanna's eyes a look Graham had always known meant she was about to do something foolish.
"Lyanna-"
"No don't try and stop me." She told him as she turned and began hurrying from the room.
"Stop you?" he asked as he hurried after her, "Where are you going?"
"The village." She called after him.
"Its almost mid day! The attack will happen soon." He tried to grab her arm to pull her back but she moved it from his reach.
"That's what I'm betting on." She said as she left the safety of the Dany's strong hold with Graham hurrying after her.
"You're mother is going to kill me." He muttered.
"If she wakes up." Lyanna said darkly.
"She will wake up." Graham tried to even convince himself, but Arianna didn't seem well. Yesterday she had collapsed as she was walking up the stairs and fallen; no one knew why it happened. All they knew was she hadn't woken up in almost a day. Unsure if it was the fall or what caused the fall that kept her asleep it was just a waiting game now. "We should go back and wait by her side in case she wakes up."
"I can't sit by and watch her slip away." Lyanna told him as she stopped in the center of the village. "I can't do anything to help her, but maybe I can help these people."
"Out of all three of the dragons, this one is the one Dany says is the most dangerous the most, unpredictable." Graham shook his head, "I can't allow you to do this."
"Allow me?" she glared at him.
"It is my job to protect you I'm not about to watch you run into danger and get yourself kill-" his sentence was interrupted by a mighty roar. Both their heads snapped up to the sky as the grand dragon flew overhead fire flying from his mouth. "We need to get out of here." He turned to look over at Lyanna, but something had changed about her. Only a seconded ago she seemed like she was hiding her fear, but now there was a calmness about her as she looked upon the dragon.
"I know him." She whispered.
"Lyanna." Graham said again his heart began to race as the dragon began his descent.
"Rhaegal." She whispered.
"Lyanna!" Graham yelled as the dragon landed on the ground in front of her with so much force it created a dent in the ground.
The dragon let out a low growl as it set its site on the girl. Smoke began to tumble out of his mouth a sign that fire was soon to be coming. Graham knew there was nothing he could do now, he should have just hit her over the head and dragged her back to safety, but now the dragon saw her, surely it wouldn't let her go now.
"Lyanna!" Dany's voice yelled out, "Get out of there!"
"He won't hurt me." She whispered. As she spoke the dragon turned its attention to Graham.
He felt his heart begin to race, while he was happy its attention was off Lyanna he wasn't sure what to do with its attention on him. The dragon lifted its head, as it got ready to aim a fire upon him. He closed his eyes ready for the impact, but he heard Lyanna's voice,
"No!" she yelled as she put herself in between the dragon and Graham. "Enough." Her voice growled at the mighty dragon, "Enough."
The expression on the dragon's face seemed to change instead of a growl the dragon let off a noise that sounded almost like a soft purr.
"You did it." Dany said is disbelief she had only seen someone stop a dragon once, had only seen someone command a dragon once, so why had the dragon let Lyanna.
Lyanna walked forward and reached out to touch the dragon. As her hand touched his nose she gasped as images filled her mind.
'We will ride into battle astride a mighty dragon.' A man's voice said. Lyanna saw the same man she saw from time to time in her dreams as he climbed up onto Rhaegal's back. He reached down and helped another man onto the dragon.
'You keep your mother and brother safe while I'm gone little wolf.' He said as looked at her.
She looked up at the dragon, "I knew you as a child." She whispered. The dragon seemed to lean into her hand enjoying her touch. Then it opened its wings and took off into the sky leaving the village below.
"Where is he going?" Graham asked.
"I don't know." Lyanna said softly, "But he isn't going to hurt anyone anymore."
"How do you know that?" he asked.
"I don't know how, I just know." She told him as she turned to face Dany. "I'm sorry I disobeyed your orders." She told her, "I just-"
"No need to explain yourself, you saved the village." Dany smiled, "You are certainly full of surprises."
"Wait!" Arianna's voice sounded as the woman hurried to where the dragon had been. Her eyes fixed on the mighty monster as it flew out of sight. "Don't leave."
"Mother!" Lyanna couldn't believe her mother was awake, but instantly looking upon her mother she knew something was wrong she didn't look right. She was far to pale.
"Take us." She whispered, "Take us home." As she said the word home she began to sway as she stumble forward. Graham rushed forward, "Lady Arianna." He yelled out quickly as he caught her.
"Mother!" Lyanna yelled as she knelt down beside her grasping her hand as Graham held her up. The look in her eyes didn't make sense as if they were staring off at something not even there.
"Jon?" she whispered, "How, Where am I? Winterfell?"
"Mother you are here, with us, mother!" Lyanna called out to her, but she knew she couldn't hear. She seemed to be looking at someone who wasn't there, talking to someone.
"Lyanna." Arianna whispered, "It's coming back." A smile filled her sickly face, "Jon. You're still here."
"What's wrong with her?" Lyanna asked looking t Graham.
"I don't know." His heart was racing, could this really be Jon's Arianna? She spoke of Winterfell and had a daughter of the same name. Yet why was she older, and the daughter he had known was young back then, a child. Could it be possible these were the two he had met a long time ago before Storybrook?
"I don't know." She whispered shaking her head, "I don't think so. I don't even know how I am. All these years I can see again, see clearly."
Jon lay next to the fire listening to it crack as he looked up at the stars ever since he had felt his dragon once more everything seemed both perfectly clear, but also completely messy. While it had made a small part of him believe he could find his wife and daughter again the other part didn't know what to think of seeing the huntsman who hadn't looked like he aged a day. Had he really been seeing though the eyes of his dragon or was it some vision of the past. Graham was dead he had died in Storybrook so why was he standing on a cliff with a woman who Jon could have sworn he had seen before?
He turned his head over to look at Aaden who slept cuddled up to Ghost the grand wolf. Jon knew as long as Ghost was around Aaden was safe. He smiled seeing the child with his wolf. After all these years Ghost was the only one he still had left. Everything that had happened over the years and the wolf had always found a way back. Jon turned his attention back to the stars wishing he could follow Ghost lead and find his way back to Arianna.
He closed his eyes for what felt like only a second when a cold wind forced his eyes to snap open. He turned his head to the side as his eyes adjusted he saw someone standing along the tree line. A woman dressed in all white he couldn't make out her face, but his heart began to race. He sat up and strained his eyes to see the woman who turned to look at him. He felt as if in that moment as if his heart stopped.
"Jon?" the woman spoke her voice just above a whisper.
Before he could think he was already on his feet and crossing the ground until he reached her. Almost afraid to reach out a hand to see she wasn't really there he paused.
"How?" she asked looking around.
Jon reach out surprised his hand touched her face, "Arianna." He whispered, "You're here."
"How?" she asked again. "Where am I? Winterfell?"
"No I haven't been there in a long time my love." He couldn't understand how she was here and why. After all these years she just happened to stumble upon where he slept? This didn't make any sense.
"Lyanna." She whispered, "It's coming back." Her eyes looked up to meet his, "Jon. You're still here."
"Yes my love." He smiled, "I'm here, is Lyanna too?"
"I don't know." She whispered shaking her head, "I don't think so. I don't even know how I am. All these years I can see again, see clearly."
"What do you mean?" he asked a feeling washing over him that this was all about to end.
"I've been lost." She told him, "Lost so long." Then she seemed to wince in pain. "This isn't right, none of this is right. I can feel it."
"Feel what?"
"The darkness." She stumbled forward falling into Jon's arms.
"Arianna!" he yelled.
Graham carried her back inside out of the sun as she continued to talk in her conversation. He carefully put her back in her bed. He frowned she had seemed as if she needed to get to the dragon without any fear or hesitation. Either she had known the dragon, or she was far to crazy for her own good. Thinking of the woman crazy made his heart sink. If she was the woman he thought she was then she had surly fallen. How could Jon's wife and daughter fall into slavery surely he wouldn't have allowed that? His heart sank again maybe Jon wasn't alive; maybe something had happened in Winterfell he didn't know about. Maybe someone found out what blood flowed within Jon's veins and killed him for it, but why hadn't they killed little Lyanna?
His eyes turned to look at Lyanna as she knelt down next to her mother tears in her eyes, as she feared this was the end. Everything made sense that she could be a Stark. It had been years since he had seen Jon, but he still could tell this girl could look like him, the dark hair and the grey eyes. She looked like a Stark. What didn't make sense was the fact she should be eight years old, not eighteen, not a woman.
"You can't." Arianna whispered tears in her eyes, "Not with it, not with the dark magic. Just let me go." She reached up to cradle someone's head who wasn't there.
"I can heal you." Jon's voice cracked, "I've done it before."
"You can't." Arianna whispered tears in her eyes, "Not with it, not with the dark magic. Just let me go." She reached up and touched Jon's face. "I can feel it like hot coals."
"No." he shook his head, "I got rid of it all those years ago."
"No." Arianna gave him a soft smile, "It has been growing all these years." Then she frowned, "And you don't even know." Things began to make sense now, "It's her. You're with her."
"No." he shook his head, but then hung his head, "Yes."
"You stopped looking." Her voice growing weak, "You stopped following the stars. You've fallen to her." Her voice broke as tears choked her throat.
"No!" he almost yelled, "Never I couldn't I always wanted to find you, I just-" he shook his head not knowing how to explain he had truly given up.
"You stopped believing." She sounded heart broken. "You stopped following the stars and let her poisons fill you."
"No" he wished he could give her a reason to believe in him, but he knew deep down she knew the truth. "I mean, I never loved her."
"That doesn't matter." She whispered, "You ran to her."
"I couldn't-" he stopped, "I didn't mean-" he shook his head not sure what he should stay.
"Don't let Aaden be near her." Tears filled her eyes; "It's to late for me now. Just keep her from Aaden." She whispered, "Find Lyanna bring her home. Bring them both home to Winterfell. "
"Bring her home." Arianna finished weakly.
"Mother no!" Lyanna could tell her mother was giving up her mother was going to leave her, "Don't leave me." She yelled out as she bowed her head to cry on her mother's chest "Don't, please don't leave me alone."
"I'll always be with you." She whispered, "Just look to the stars and there I'll be."
Graham gasped as he saw Lyanna's hand glow as if a warm light was flowing from her and into her mother. He had seen things like this back in the enchanted forest but never here.
"Don't." Jon yelled out, "Please don't leave me."
"I'll always be with you." She whispered, "Just look to the stars and there I'll be."
"I will find Lyanna" he told her. I will bring the two of you back to Winterfell."
Arianna shook her head as she closed her eyes her head begging to fall, "Not me." Her voice whispered as she began slipping away.
Jon placed his hand over her heart and closed his eyes as he focused everything he had on Arianna. As his magic flowed through him he realized that he wasn't truly holding Arianna she wasn't really in his arms. He glanced over at the fire and saw his own body sleeping next to the fire. This was all a dream none of it was real. Yet he could still feel Arianna here with him. He continued to focus his magic onto her as he began to feel like he was spinning. He tried to hold on but when he turned his eyes back down to look at Arianna she wasn't there anymore instead he knelt down holding nothing. "Arianna!" he yelled.
"Father?" Aaden's voice called out.
Jon sat up quickly and glanced around trying to make sense of where he was and what happened. He was back by the fire with Aaden right next to him.
"Are you alright?" the boy asked rubbing his eyes, "You were yelling someone's name."
Jon tried to shake the feeling like he had just seen a ghost and gave the boy a soft smile, "I'm alright, go back to bed son."
The boy nodded and sleepily laid his head back down on the wolf as he fell back to sleep rather quickly.
Jon lay back down as his eyes looked up to the stars going over his dream over and mover. Had that been a simply dream or did he some how reach Arianna? Either way it couldn't have been a good thing. If that was truly Arianna then she had been alive all this time and he had just given up. If it had been her that meant she was dying, that he had lost her. He felt his heart break, if it was truly her then she knew he had been with Regina, she knew he had turned back to the woman that had caused to much pain. He took a deep breath and knew he couldn't bring Aaden back home to the hut. If Arianna truly was gone he knew he had to listen to her last wish. He had to bring Aaden home to Winterfell, and then he had to find Lyanna and bring his daughter home. He couldn't give up this time. He would make it happen with his last breath he would make sure every bit of his life would go back to finding his daughter. He tried to ignore his broken heart. He hadn't been able to help Arianna because he had allowed his dark magic to take hold of his body once more. He had lost the love of his life and it was all his fault.
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