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Looking back at his wife's horse, Robb expected to see her, but panic rose up in him to see her horse was now riderless. He quickly pulled his horse to a stop and jumped off. "Daeryssa!"

The others heard his cries and stopped their horses. Robb didn't hear Jon call to him. He was focused on finding his wife. Daeryssa had been right there! She was right next to him! Where could she possibly had gone? There was no way that a bandit could have pulled her away without him noticing.

As the horse trotted by, Tali reached out and grabbed the reins of her lady's horse. She looked over at Kristina with a wided eyed look. She quickly tied the horse's reins to her own saddle. The other maid handed Maeryn to Tali, then swiftly jumped from her horse to join the search for Daeryssa.

Turning in his saddle, Jon scanned the area. The grass was too tall to be able to see anything. He felt his little nephew stir in his arms, probably due to his movement. Edwyn opened his eyes and started to look around. It was almost like he could sense everyone's distress and was trying to help find his mother. Though after a few moments, he yawned and looked a little mad about being woken up.

It was Theon who finally yelled what Robb was waiting for. "I found her! Over here!"

Kristina and Robb rushed over to the side of the road, where Daeryssa had fallen from her horse. Her long black hair hid her face from view, but they could tell she was unconscious because of her breathing. From behind them, Tali gasped in horror. Kristina's gaze ended at her lady's bloody skirts. She felt her heartbeat even faster than it was. The young wolf's eyes had grown three sizes.

"I thought you said the bleeding had stopped!" Robb glared at Kristina.

"It had!" Kristina answered back, panic in her voice. "The ride must have been too much. It must have started again."

"We need to send word to Winterfell!" Tali called to her lord, tears threatening to fall. "She needs Maester Luwin."

"We are hours from home," Jon said. "Tali and I could ride ahead."

Silence passed over the group for a moment. Robb moved hair from his wife's face, wishing they had delayed leaving for another day. If they had still been in Howl's Den, Daeryssa would have the help she needed. Theon shook his head. He thought that Robb was in no condition to make a choice. His judgement was clouded.

"The handmaiden and I will ride for Winterfell," Theon said as he stood up. He walked over to his horse and swung up into his saddle. He reached his arm out to Jon, so he could take Edwyn.

Looking down at his nephew, Jon wasn't sure that he trusted Greyjoy with the small babe. Theon could be reckless. He looked over at Tali and Maeryn and tried to convince himself that she would look after the small bundle. He knew Robb needed him. Reluctantly, he handed Edwyn to Theon.

Jon dismounted and went over to Robb slowly. He remembered when Alia was beaten by that bastard and left to die. Even the memory filled him with anger. Jon had been helpless to help her. Judging by the look on his brother's face, he was feeling the same thing now.

"Just hurry," Robb said so softly that Theon barely heard him. "She may not last without Maester Luwin."

With those words, Tali and Theon kicked the sides of their horses and they were off. Kristina looked up at Jon, then at Robb. "We need to get her off the road."

Her laughed filled the woods. Gabriel smiled in return. It had been a long time since he had seen her really laugh. He wanted to kill Snow for dishonoring her in such a way. That bastard had not only broken their engagement, but left her big with his child as well. Jon had no honor, as far as Gabriel was concerned.

There were good matches that she had turned down for him. Jory Cassel had been one such match. He would have been good to her. They could have been happy, with sons, by now. Gabriel shook his head. Alia had put too much faith in Jon.

A small village was ahead to their left. Alia looked over at her second father. "We should stop. Our supplies are almost gone."

"That is because someone keeps eating it all," Gabriel joked.

Alia's face turned bright red. She had been eating more and more than usual. Her child, which she was convinced was a boy. He would kick her roughly and her morning sickness was absolutely terrible. Gabriel chuckled at her embarrassment. Alia glared, trying (and failing) to make her blush go away.

Steering her horse over to the post and a trough that sat in front of it, Alia scanned the area. She saw a few merchants selling fruits, bread, pastries, wool, and there was a blacksmith. They both dismounted and tied the reins to the post.

"I will return," Gabriel told her before he went off in the direction of the blacksmith.

Nodding to his retreating back, Alia went off on her own business. She picked up some food as well as wool to make herself a new dress. She found that her old ones were getting too tight and she would no doubt need one before she reached King's Landing.

As she went back to her horse, she felt a wave of exhaustion hit her. Alia was sure Gabriel wouldn't mind if she went ahead and made camp. Packing the things away in her saddle bag, Alia mounted her horse. Before leaving, she did stop and tell him where she was going. As she suspected, he didn't mind and promised to catch up.

Once the rain had started, Robb was glad they were able to find a big oak tree for shelter. His wife still laid at the base of the tree, unmoving minus when her chest would heave for air. The camp was deadly quiet. Jon had come to sit next to him, but hadn't tried to say anything to him, for which Robb was grateful. He suspected that it was due to the fact that his half brother understood that simple words wouldn't make him feel better.

Though the words he had been dying to hear for hours came from Kristina's mouth. "The bleeding has stopped. She's out of danger."

Every bit of fear and worry wet out of Robb as he sighed in relief. "When will she awaken?"

"When the Gods decide that it is time," Kristina told him. "Though I suspect that it should be soon enough."

Jon felt happy for his brother. It would have been a horrible tragedy if Daeryssa had died giving birth to her children. He knew what it was like to not have a mother and was glad to hear that his niece and nephew would not have to suffer the same fate.

After wrapping a blanket around her lady, Kristina rose and went to look for wood that had not become too damp in the rain. The temperature was dropping rapidly, as snow was starting to mix with the rain. A fire would be necessary or they could all freeze to death.

Pulling his cloak closer, Jon turned to check the area. Wildlings had been known to wander these woods and they didn't need another fight on their hands. He doubted that Robb and himself would be able to fight off a large party. Everything seemed ordinary. There was no sign of anyone but them.

Suddenly there was a rustling in the leaves. Jon grasped his sword under his cloak. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Robb at the ready. A person appeared out of the brush and it certainly wasn't a wildling. Jon's breath caught in his throat as he set eyes on a pregnant Alia.

A/N: I am so glad I was able to update for you guys so soon. My muse was not in short supply for this chapter or the next few. It is going to start to get bumpy from here on in. I have cookies for bittersweetangel0128 and XOXODianaMeadeXOXO. Thank you for being my two reviewers. Keep those reviews coming and I will keep the posts coming.