AN- So here is another chap let me know what you think. (*Warning* Some Mature themes in this chapter)
Sansa sat next to her mother's bed trying to keep strong, but she knew her mother grew weaker. She wanted nothing more then to be a small child and curl up in bed with her and cry, but she knew that wouldn't help. She had to keep strong for her mother and for the younger kids. She knew Arya resisted her but her brothers still needed someone to take care of them.
"Mother" she said softly hoping the woman would open her eyes, but she saw no signs of life other. She took the blanket off her mother and glanced at the wound that had started her mothers decline. She knew it had gotten infected it was hard to keep the injuries from going bad these days hardly doctors were left.
"How is she?" Arya asked as she walked into the room with some clean cloths.
"Not any better, maybe worse I don't know." Sansa almost whispered.
"I hope she will hold out until Robb gets back I know once she knows Robb is alive it will give her the will to live on." Arya told her, "It will give her hope that there is a future."
"That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard." Sansa snapped at her sister.
"It isn't!" Arya yelled back as she placed the cloth she was carrying next to Sansa, "You will see." She didn't wait for Sansa to reply she turned on her heel and walked out of the room.
"I can't believe her Nymeria she really doesn't think they will come back." She kept walking with the wolf trotting at her heels to keep up with her brisk angry walk. "How could she? I just know it I have this feeling they will." She opened the door to her room letting herself and the wolf in then slamming it shut. The wolf trotted up to the bed and jumped on to it and seemed to look Arya strait in the eyes. She was about to rant more about her sister but she paused and frowned. Looking at her wasn't the eyes of her beloved wolf. "Nymeria?" she questioned but she knew her wolf's eyes and those weren't them. Yet she had seen them before she tried to place them, tried to remember them. Where had she seen them? Then she heard a laugh echo through her mind then she saw a smile then the eyes. Jon. Her brother. "Jon?" she asked the wolf seemed to nod its head yes. "How?" she shook her head "I don't care." She rushed over to the wolf, "Where are you?" she paused, "Come home! Please mother is sick and the white walkers have taken over!" tears began to fall down her face he wasn't dead after all. "Is Robb alive?" she asked. The wolf nodded its head yes. "Arianna?" she asked again the wolf nodded yes. "Lyanna?" again the wolf nodded yes. "Please we need you, we need you and Robb to save Winterfell…save mother." She paused, "Father died he died and now mother might too. Everyone is dying." She hadn't cried in a long time, but knowing her brothers were alive seemed to open the floodgates. "Find your way home. What is it you used to say?" she asked trying to remember what he used to say to Arianna all the time. "Follow the stars." She finished, "Back to Winterfell."
"Jon please" Arianna said softly, "Stop this it isn't worth it"
"Going home is worth everything." Jon winced through pain; "I have to get us home."
"Who said it was you that had to risk everything?" she asked, "Why can't we just make a life here?"
"Because Arianna this isn't home." The connection was gone now he looked up at Arianna. "It's gone now."
"Good." She snapped at him, "I don't want you trying that again."
"I will try again." He told her stubbornly.
"You don't always have to be the hero." Why did he always have this complex to help everyone? To fix everything? Couldn't he just settle for what they had here? She knew no matter how much she questioned him and begged him to stop he wouldn't. He was a Stark his home was in Winterfell he wouldn't truly rest until he found his way back.
"I'm not being a hero Arianna I just want to go home we will never be safe here not in Regina's world."
"Were we ever safe at home?" she asked
"Ari-" he was interrupted by the door swinging open and Lyanna running into the kitchen. He could hear Robb following along with Ruby.
"Kids are back!" Robb called out as he appeared in the doorway holding Aaden. The little boy clapped his hands when he saw his parents. Instantly Arianna brought a smile to her face acting as if no argument had been taking place. The way she could do that always brought a chill down his spine.
"How was your day?" she asked Lyanna as she took Aaden into her arms.
"Good Uncle took us for ice cream because Ruby wanted some." Lyanna jumped on to Jon as he pulled her up into his arms.
Ruby sat down in one of the chairs at the table, "It's these cravings."
"She didn't even eat any." Robb said narrowing his eyes, "Demanded we go there, walk all the way there and none not even a lick."
"I wasn't hungry anymore." Ruby said shrugging her shoulders, "The kids liked it though."
"I loved it!" Lyanna said with a smile, "And Aaden made a mess."
"That he did." Robb grinned he then glanced at Jon he could see the look in his brother's eyes something wasn't right. "Can I speak to you?" he asked looking Jon in the eye. Jon sighed and placed Arianna down,
"Little Wolf why don't you go get Ruby something to eat I'm sure she's hungry now." He stepped past the little girl and followed his brother outside.
Once the two were alone Robb's playful grin fell from his face, "Jon." He started, "What's wrong?"
"Why would you think something is wrong?" he mumbled.
"I can see it in your eyes you have that look." Robb told him
"What look?"
"The one you had when you were poisoned from the blade." He shook his head, "Something is weakening you."
"Now you sound like Ari, listen I'm fine." They wouldn't make him stop he would bring them home there had to be a way.
"It's the magic isn't it?" Robb asked, "You are wearing your body down."
"No." Jon said a little to quickly.
"Come on Jon don't kill yourself over this." He told his brother, "We would all rather you alive here with us then dead."
"I had another dream." Jon told him, "This one was different I was in Winterfell it was as if." He paused, "As if I was seeking through the eyes of Nymeria."
"Arya's wolf?" he questioned.
"Yeah, I was in Winterfell and everything was so different." he shook his head, "So cold a darkness that I have never felt there before."
"What do you mean?"
"The castle was dark Arya hasn't aged. The White Walkers have returned the land is in caos." He paused "Everyone just felt so afraid I can't leave our sisters and brothers their alone Robb we have to go back."
"Jon you don't even-"
"Know if it's real?" he almost yelled, "It was Robb I know it! And they are alone in a world they have no chance against if we can get back there my magic I can help them."
"Your no help to them if you die here" Robb argued, "I want to help them too I want to go home as well, but we can't go back without a plan."
"The plan is to use my magic and help them you saw what my dark magic could do try and imagine what good magic can do."
"Once again your magic won't be any good if you drain all your strength getting us back." Robb frowned, "You supposed to be the sensible brother."
"Robb I am going to keep trying to get us home." He paused, "Even if it kills me."
"That's not something I want to hear." Robb muttered.
"Robb." Jon paused, "Father is dead, and your mother is sick." He looked Robb in the eye, "If we don't go back they could be alone in a world that children shouldn't be alone in."
Ayra looked out the window trying to remember what everything used to look like, before the war before the winter. She could see ghost images of her older brothers trying to teach Bran how to shoot an arrow then shooting her own better then he had. She remembered laughing and being chased Jon's face showing a rare smile for back then. Her youngest brother-giggling full of joy unknowing to any hardship. Back then none of them knew of the hardships that were to come, up until that point they had lived a wonderful happy life. She wished more then anything to go back to that. She looked up to the sky to see the stars, what was it Jon used to say? Something about the stars being special. She sighed as she thought the stars hadn't changed they were the same back then she remembered watching the stars with her brother long ago she felt so safe sitting on Jon's shoulders as he told her how important the stars were. When she had asked why he always said he didn't know, but he could feel it stars always lead to home. She closed her eyes as she wished they could live like that again together with her whole family safe and sound, happy.
"Arya." Sansa said walking up to her, "Be careful by the windows you might catch a chill."
"I'm fine." Arya mumbled, "Just trying to picture what Winterfell used to be." Sansa walked over beside her sister and looked out the window,
"Remember the tall towers?" she asked with a smile, "And the flower bed that was just over there?" she pointed to what was now a piece of dead earth nothing bloomed now, nothing had in years. "I used to love those flowers I would bring my books and needle's out there and do my sowing basking in the sun."
"I miss the sun." Arya told her sister, "At least the warm sun I know we still see it but it just doesn't bring any warmth anymore."
"And the Godswood." Sansa said turning her head to look at what used to be the most ancient undisturbed part of the castle. "Father loved it there."
"So did I" Arya said sadly, "So did Jon."
"You didn't care at all growing up." Sansa said shaking her head, "You always accepted him as a brother loved him. There were times I hated you for it."
"How come?" Arya asked.
"Because I think I was jealous, mad I didn't accept him, mad he knew it mad he treated you like a little princess always doting on you and I think I wanted that." Sansa told her.
"Then why didn't you just accept him Jon wasn't once to hold grudges."
"I think he hated me."
"No he did" Arya told her, "He loved us all equally even mother."
"He couldn't have loved a woman who hated him." Sansa told her, "And he never really spoke to me."
"He loved mother he always told me so, said he wished that she would accept him, but knew fully why she couldn't in his eyes she was all he had, the closest to a mother he knew." She remembered all the late night talks she would have with her older brother when she snuck out to the Godswood when she couldn't sleep knowing he would be there unable to sleep as well. "And he didn't speak much to you because he thought you were repulsed by him you were never kind to him and always looked at him like he had some kind of deathly illness."
"I wish I hadn't been like that." Sansa said, "Especially now that I know the truth, that he isn't really our brother that father never betrayed mother and instead he is our cousin."
"I think that's why mother didn't like him though." Arya told her, "Other then me none of our siblings look like a Stark and I think she was upset he looked more Stark then Robb."
"Yet when the truth comes out he didn't look like father at all, but instead Lyanna." Sansa agreed, "But his eyes they aren't the ones of a Stark.."
"No." Arya agreed, "I always thought they were his mother's eyes, but now I believe they were his fathers."
"Who do you think his father was?" Sansa asked, "Do you think he was someone of importance or could Lyanna just have enjoyed men?"
"I don't think so." Arya said, "Once father told me Lyanna loved to be free and never liked to be controlled by men, at one point he mumbled something that didn't make any sense but now it does." She told her sister, "He said something along the lines that were like 'until he captured her heart and her loyalty.' I don't remember exactly the words but I didn't ask."
"Do you think it could have been the king? She was engaged to be married to him." Sansa wondered.
"No Robert didn't strike me as a man that could capture the heart of a woman who wanted to run free." She paused, "He seemed like someone who only saw how pretty she was and wanted to lock her in a cage to be controlled until her old age."
"Then do you think the man fought for her when she was kidnapped?" Sansa asked.
"Maybe, or maybe he died before that." Arya paused, "Unless." Again she stopped to think, "Could she have loved the prince? I mean think about it the story goes he kidnapped and raped her right? Then that would mean he was a man with no honor code, but father never has said an unkind word about him always saying how honorable and how Rhaegar lived his life by a code."
"You don't think that she left with him willingly do you?" Sansa asked, "A whole war started over it."
"Jon used to say love could make you do crazy things, maybe they loved each other and thought it was their only way to live happy, how could they have guessed a war would follow." Arya had never been one to dream about true love or listen to the mushy stories Sansa used to love.
"But in the end they both died." Sansa said softly.
"Unless he is Jon's father and really did rape Lyanna and Jon is the product of that rape." Arya added.
Sansa glared at her sister, "No I don't think so, I want to believe they loved each other and that they wanted to have a family and that they both loved Jon."
"Why do you want to believe that so bad?" Arya asked.
"Because Arya there has to be some good in this world be it past present or future, I never got to know Jon but he never struck me once as someone who was born from evil." Sansa shook her head, "He's too good for that."
"Maybe" Arya said softly as her eyes went back out the window, "It doesn't really matter now anyways."
"That war is dead and gone." Sansa agreed, "And now that winter has come it has no meaning not anymore."
Jon threw the bloody tissue away quickly before anyone took notice. It had been going on for some time now, but if they knew if any of them knew they would grow fearful he couldn't allow that. Again he picked up a tissue as he went into another coughing fit thankful that he was alone right now. Once the fit was done he took the tissue from his mouth seeing more blood. He took in a deep almost wheezing breath of air as he tried to gain his composure back. Again he tossed the tissue away.
"You're sick Jon." Regina's voice said from behind him. Jon turned to face her thinking he would see a grin, but instead she wore only a frown.
"I'm fine." He growled.
"You're pushing your body to far." Could it be her voice sounded worried? "All magic has a price and I fear what ever you are trying is going to kill you."
"As I said before witch I'm fine." He growled he could feel another fit coming he tried to keep his composure tried to fight the urge to cough again.
"You are not fine!" she almost yelled at him, "I just watched you almost unable to breath coughing up blood!"
"I'm fi-" he couldn't continue his sentence as he lost himself to another fit, when would these end? He had never had this many fits in a row before.
"Jon." Regina sounded concerned as she moved forward placing her hand on his shoulder.
As his fit ended he looked at his hand he hadn't gotten a chance to grab a tissue bloodstained his jacket sleeve and his hand. "Leave me be Regina." He said through a few breaths trying to calm his body down. His chest hurt so much now after coughing so much he hated to admit it even just to himself, but he wasn't sure if he could go through another fit.
"You might not believe this, but all those years we spent together Jon I cared for you loved you." She said softly, "And even though you hate me now."
"I hated you back then I just had to pretend otherwise to keep the woman I love safe." He interrupted.
"I'm not going to stand by and watch you kill yourself." She glanced around hoping no one was watching which she knew they weren't. Jon had ducked into this ally to hide himself when he knew he was going to break into a fit. He didn't want to be seen. She stepped forward and kissed him. At first he tried to push her back but she used her magic to stop him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again he seemed to still fight it. She began to let her magic slip into him just like she had all those years ago. He still tried to fight it, but she knew he couldn't for long this felt to good she knew it was the same for him. She had to appease his darker side bring forward that man she had created. She began to wonder if she could even reach that part of him when she felt his hands wrap around her waist pulling her close. She could feel it now the animalistic darker side that she loved in him coming forward. So long had that part of him lay dormant that couldn't stay in hiding once she teased.
She let more magic flow into him, more dark magic she could feel him kissing her back hungry for more. He moved his hand down her thigh and then back up feeling her butt cheeks with both hands cupping them and lifting up. As he lifted her she wrapped her legs around his waist as he backed her up to the wall as he moved his kisses down her neck sucking on her collarbone. Now that she was pinned between himself and the wall he reached one hand to her breast that was still covered. He moved his kisses back up her neck and then to her mouth she loved how forceful he was getting with her, how strong his mouth felt on hers, how hungry. He growled into her lips as his eyes sparked yellow causing her shirt to tear from her body, she laughed as it did and gasped as he moved his mouth to her now bare nipples. "Yes Jon." She whimpered as sucked on her nipples. She pulled his had back up and locked her mouth onto his as she released more magic into him, more then she had ever done before. She had missed this how he made her feel, how wonderful it was to use magic. "I need you in me Jon." She whispered causing him to grin. As she locked her mouth to his again he allowed her legs to slip to the ground so he could use both hands to take her pants off. Once her pants were shed he worked his hand on her inner thigh. "You missed this I know you did." Regina hissed as he had begun sucking on her collarbone then moving to her nipple again she felt herself growing weak. Between her oncoming orgasm and the magic she was using she knew she didn't have much longer to enjoy this. She undid his zipper and moved her hips against his feeling his erection, "Now." She moaned as he continued to suck on her nipple ignoring her. "Enter me."
"Say pleases." He purred as he moved his had to her ear nipping at her earlobe.
"Please." She moaned. She felt his hands move up her thigh and cup her butt again, squeezing tight he lifted her again as he thrust himself inside causing her to orgasm with only two thrust. She yelled out his name, but knew he wasn't done yet. He continued to thrust into her again and again pulling out to push back in. She felt her eyes almost roll to the back of her head. "Oh god." She purred again as she felt another climax building. She grabbed his face and pulled his mouth to hers letting even more dark magic into him. He began thrusting harder until she thought she would break she loved every second of it. Jon breathed heavy as he thrust in one more time as he came he could hear her coming again.
Regina knew if Jon hadn't had her pinned to the wall right now she would collapse to the ground. "It's been a long time since I've had sex that good." She purred to him. It took him a moment to step back as he did she pulled her shirt off the ground and buttoned it back up, seeing a few buttons had been ripped from the shirt. She glanced around and found her pants which she grabbed and pulled on, by the time she looked at Jon again she could see the darkness leaving his eyes as he began to realize what just happened. "No." he whispered.
"Yes." She grinned back she stepped forward and pulled the zipper back up on his pants, "I knew you still longed for that."
"No." he took a step back.
"Don't try and deny it Jon there is a part of you that will always want me and you cage that part away, but just like any caged animal it will break free from time to time and go wild." She grinned, "That was the best sex we have ever had, its been a long twenty eight years." She stepped forward so her face was only inches from his. "But look at it this way, my magic will stop some of those fits, if you really want to go home I'm the only one that can-" She paused as she kissed him again letting a spark of magic flow into his lips, "refuel you."
"What do you think he or she will be like?" Red asked as she lay next to Robb her hand on her stomach.
"Well I hope if it's a girl she will be just like her mother." He said as he leaned forward and kissed her, but Red frowned.
"We don't want her like me." She mumbled, "You know what I am, a monster."
"No." he told her, "You are no monster."
She closed her eyes, "I can be I told you I ate my first boyfriend." She hated thinking back to that day, she hated remembering all the horrible things she had done.
"Yes I know, but that was before this is now and if our child is what you are then it will just have to be something we accept." Robb told her, "Plus in Winterfell we love wolves." He grinned playfully.
"What if we don't end up in Winterfell?" Red asked
"Then we stay here and raise our children in this world, just like Jon and Arianna are doing now." He told her, "But Jon is pretty convinced he can get us home."
"He's going to end up killing himself Arianna is out of her mind with worry for him." She shook her head, "And what if your family doesn't like me, what if I'm not what they want."
"We've been over this my love." He whispered in her ear, "They will love you the way I do."
"What if I don't fit in I'm no lady."
"We've been over that part too, my little sister Arya never acted a lady and neither did Jon's mother according to our father." He smiled at her, "You will do fine a true lady of the north."
"I love you." She said softly.
"I love you too." Robb grinned and looked down at Ruby's swollen stomach. "And you too little one."
"It's hard to believe two more months and we will have a baby." Ruby said with a smile.
"Time has flown." Robb agreed looking at her stomach, "Love." He added, "I was thinking we should marry before the baby I just…I just don't want our child being born a bastard."
"You want us to go to town hall and marry?" she asked.
"Yes, but once we are in Winterfell we can throw a huge party and have food and drinks that will last a week."
Red laughed, "There is no need for that, I'm fine with going down to the court house if that's what you really want."
"It is." Robb nodded his head.
"Then its agreed we marry tomorrow."
"Tomorrow" he grinned as he pulled her close for a hungry kiss.
"Robb, the baby." She protested
"Doc says we can still have our fun. Red hesitated for a minute but then grinned,
"Alright, just don't be repulsed by how fat and ugly I am."
"You could never be fat and ugly" he didn't let her reply before he was pulled his shirt over her head.
Jon returned home knowing he was late he carefully walked into the kitchen hoping Arianna might have fallen asleep when she put Lyanna down. Sometimes the little girl would beg her mother to lay with her until she fell asleep and if Arianna was tired enough she ended up falling asleep faster then the little girl. He walked into the bedroom and sighed relief when he saw Arianna sleeping in bed. He went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. He felt dirty from his time with Regina, how could he have lost control that long with her, how had he betrayed his wife? Cure that evil witch. He didn't care that she had stopped his fits, he didn't care he felt stronger then he had in almost seven months. He turned off the shower once he had cleaned himself the best he could. He knew no matter how much soap he used the dirty feeling wouldn't leave him. As he walked to the room he carefully pulled back the covers and slipped in praying she didn't wake. No such luck.
"Jon." She said sleepily as she rolled over, "What time is it?"
"Sorry its late." He said, "I got-" he paused, "Hung up."
"Using your magic trying to get home again?" she asked softly.
"Yeah." He wanted to tell her the truth but no words would form.
"You need to take a break for a while." She told him, "Build your strength."
"I know." He whispered, "Go to sleep, it's late we can talk more in the morning."
"Alright." He could tell she was still half asleep by how quickly she dropped the subject. It didn't take long before she was out cold again. Yet he still lay awake haunted by the earlier nights events. Would he tell Arianna? Could he hide it? A part of him told him to confess, but another part seemed to whisper to not tell her, to hide what he had done. That part was the side of him that wanted more. He closed his eyes with thoughts of the ally in his mind. He wanted to hate it with every ounce of his soul, but couldn't because Regina was right there was a part of him that still craved her and the way she could make him feel.
AN- only one chapter left in this story, don't worry I plan to write a sequel and also a prequel about Jon's mother and father. It's only a matter of finding the time.
