Time Rewinded
Chapter 13 JON II
The Mammoth's strained ageist the thick chains, the air was filled with creaking and groaning.
Jon helped a few of the Free Folk and Men of the Watch with metal rods at the edges of one of the many tunnels that went threw the tunnel, it had taken several days to collapse a few of the tunnels but it was getting more difficult.
The current tunnel was one up from Casterly Black, Jon strained along with the men, more groans filled the air, suddenly there was the sound snapping as the thick ice began to give way under the pressure and strain.
Suddenly there was a roar as the thousands of years of ice began to fall, the men moved back to get way from the collapsing entrance.
For a while the men watched as the ice fell, soon the entrance was sealed "Start the pumps!" Yelled Jon, he half turned and watched as two Brothers of the Nights Watch began to pump water from a massive barrel.
Off to the side a line had formed and buckets were being past up the line, at the collapsed entrance two men threw the buckets of water over the broken ice.
It would take the rest of the day to fill the tunnel with water that would freeze, Jon knew it would only slow the Night King and his army a little but Jon would take anything he could to defeat the enemy.
The same thing was being done the other side of the Wall.
Jon watched as a rhythm got going by the time they were finished the many tunnels threw the Wall would have their entrances collapsed with the middle of the tunnels packed with large rocks, wood and anything else that could be used to block the tunnel, on top of all that water had been pumped in to the collapsed tunnels to fill the tunnels with ice.
Only one tunnel was left intact and that one was at Castle Black, yet the tunnel had been rigged so that when the Night King finale came and Jon knew that he would, the tunnel could be collapsed to slow the army of the dead down.
Even the Bridge of Skulls had been rigged to collapsed at a moment's noticed.
At the end of that day Jon along with dozens of Free Folk made their way back to the Gift, as Jon climbed on to his horse, he watched as Men of the Nights Watch talked and laughed with the Free folk.
Jon smiled softly to him self glad that friends were being made between the Free Folk and the Nights Watch.
Jon turned his head as he heard the thump of heavy foot falls several Mammoths lumbered by with ether a Giant lending or riding astride them.
The Northern Lord's at first had been wary of allowing the Free Folk so far south but soon after the demonstration of the Wight, the Northern Lords had begun to fully cooperate with the Free Folk, even the Giants had been given land to help with crops to insure that the North had plenty food for the upcoming Winter as well as enough to sell to the South for coin in order to buy more seed, ales or wine.
Jon for the first time in a long time felt that they could win, in the last few weeks shipments of Dragon Glass had been arriving from Dragonstone, the Westerlands and The Reach.
Jon smiled as he saw Ygritte, he slide off his horse and walked over to her, he was caught some what off guard as the Spear wife grabbed hold of him and kissed him fully on the mouth as though claiming him.
After a few long moments she released him.
Jon was a little stunned.
"What was that for?" He Asked.
Ygritte smiled at him as she took his hand "You know nothing Jon Snow" She said as she led him to their tent.
God's he had missed those words.
The remove of their many layers took only a short neither wanted to not be touching each other.
Soon they were under the thick furs, touching and kissing reminding each other they were alive, soon they made love.
Jon always thought that the whole camp could hear their love making yet the Free Folk were not as reserved as the Northerners, it was always surprising to Jon that the Southerners were as open with sex as they were, where as the Northerners kept it almost hidden.
He smirked as he remembered seeing Lady Catelyn's reaction when she came across Osha in a stable with Hodor thoughly enjoying the simple minded stable boys surprising skills at love making.
He was sure that Lady Catelyn was going to faint as she got an eye full of Hodor's cock, which in Jon's opinion was quite impressive and something he found to be a little envious of.
Though of course Ygritte assured Jon that she was more then satisfied with what the Gods had given him.
Repeatedly that night.
It had been Daenerys reaction that had made him laugh, she had looked at the well endowed Hodor then at Robb and raised an eyebrow, her eyes twinkling as she teased him as only a wife could.
Robb had blushed before Daenerys decided to also assure him that she was satisfied with what the Gods had given him.
The next day their love making was the talk of the Keep, many had wondered who's cry of passion had been heard from their chambered the night before.
Lady Catelyn had not been able to look at Hodor or Robb for days afterwards.
After several hours Jon left the gift and started on he two day trip to trip to Winterfell.
Things were going well in the North, they were as prepared as they could be.
Two days later Winterfell.
Jon slide off his horse, he nodded to the varies servants in the court yard, he smiled as he watched Bran and Tommen sparing under the eye of Ser Rodrik Cassel, the boys were enjoying them selves.
After watching the two boys for a short while Jon left and went to the great hall.
Jon entered the great hall and stood at the back he watched as Robb held court and listened to petitions, complaints and other things.
Jon notice that Daenerys was not with him, he smiled as recalled the message he had received a few weeks ago, if a messaged could be excited then the message he had received from Robb was overly excited.
Daenerys had gone in to labourer.
The next day a second message had arrived from Winterfell this time from Samwell who said that Daenerys had been delivered a healthy strong dark haired boy.
There had been concern for Daenerys considering her Mothers problems but according to Samwell the labour though long had not been overly difficult for the young woman.
The new heir to Winterfell had been given a Stark name, the new born Stark had been named Willam after their Great Grand Father.
After an hour Robb finished.
Jon waited while Robb spoke to a few Banner men, near a roaring fire surrounded by leather, fabrics and wool sat Myrcella and Lady Catelyn both were making stuffed toys for the new generation.
In two large baskets next to them were completed toys, Jon could see stuffed Stags, Lions and Dragons seemly peering out of the baskets.
The latest toys were Direwolves though he was sure that none of the animals that had been made naturally had happy grins on their mouths.
Even Prince Tommen and Bran had made toys for the babies though they had, had help from the Master carpenter they had carved Lion's, Stags, Dragons and Direwolves.
Soon all the gifts for the new royal babies would be sent to Casterly Rock.
Robb finale came over, Jon smirked at him "How is Daenerys?" He asked Robb grinned happily at him "Well very well so is Willam his eyes look at everything at once" Said Robb proudly as he poured himself and Jon some wine.
"How are things at the Wall?" He asked before he sipped his wine.
"Well it'll be a week or so before we are finished, but its coming along" Said Jon as he drank his wine.
Robb nodded and sighed deeply.
He smiled brightly as Daenerys walked in followed by a wet nurse who was holding Robbs Son.
Jon gave his Cousin a shove.
Though there had been no need as Robb was already walking towards her.
Daenerys smiled at him as he came up to her.
Robb peered at his Son who was half hidden by the thick warm blankets that were wrapped around him to keep out the cold.
Jon smiled as the couple silently watched their Son, it pleased Jon that Robb was being given a second chance at Father hood as well as Daenerys being given the chance of being a Mother.
It still pained him knowing she had died a few hours after she had birthed his Daughter, though he figured that was due to the fact that they were too closely related and the stress of the war and loosing her three Dragons, he had been shocked and horrified that Daenerys had in fact been his Aunt, she had never discovered the reason why he had pulled away from her after they had arrived at Winterfell, he hoped she had not died hating him.
He had loved her but that love had become that of a nephew loving his Aunt.
He had felt numb as they had put his dead Daughter on a pyre after she had succumbed to the freezing weather, Tyrion had wept as he carefully placed the small bundle on the pyre, he had come to love the last Targaryen as his own, having promised Daenerys on her death bed to look after and protect her baby.
Jon hoped that this time around Tyrion got the chance to be a true Father, in the few short weeks of his Daughters life Tyrion had been the perfect Father and Mother to her.
Her name had been Rhellea, she had been dark haired and dark eyed like him though she had her mothers skin and not his very pale skin.
Jon shook away the memories of the time before, every one was being given a second chance.
With another look at the loving couple Jon turned and went in search of Samwell to make his report to Kings-Landing.
Done.
Reposted chapter 13 as I seemed to have posted the incomplete chapter for some reason.
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