"No! No! No! Please, please, no, it can't be, I couldn't, please, no!" Jon shot up in bed, drenched in a cold sweat, tears running down his face as he cried out. He buried his head in his hands, his body wracked with sobs.

Since his reunion with Daenerys he had been sleeping soundly but that night his nightmares had returned, more intense than ever. They had been terrible when he first lost her but this nightmare was worse than he could have ever imagined.

It took Daenerys a moment to wake up, sitting up as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes but received a rush of adrenaline at seeing her lover in such pain. She instantly reached out for him but he didn't turn back to her, simply stayed buried in his hands, sobbing hysterically.

"Jae? Sweetling? Are you okay?"

He didn't respond and she crawled across the bed to face him, eventually moving to wrench his face from his hands. "Jaehaerys, look at me. Look at me."

His eyes were shut tightly and he gently shook his head, tears pouring down his face. Daenerys' heart broke for him, clearly he was in extreme pain. "Sweetling, you have to let me help you. Please. Please, Jae. I love you, I'm right here, I'm okay, it's going to be okay."

Despite his closed stance she forced him into her arms as she gently kissed his temple and whispered him sweet reassurances. After a moment he moved to clutch her tightly to him, sobbing into her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Dany. I'm so sorry. I never- I couldn't- I loved- no, no, please no!"

"It was a dream, Jae. It was in the past, I'm here and I'm-"

"I killed all of you, Dany!"

She pulled back to search his eyes, his face wracked with fear and guilt. He wasn't able to look her in the eye. She spoke softly as she stroked his cheek with her thumb. "Who? Who did you kill?"

A fresh round of sobbing overtook him as he turned away, sobbing into his hands again. Her face was overcome with empathy. She had had her fair share of nightmares after her resurrection, she knew what he was going through. She decided to try a different approach.

She stood and grabbed him roughly by the shoulders, pulling him to face her despite his resistance. When he kept his head hidden she pulled him up harshly by his ear.

"Jaehaerys Targaryen you are going to tell me what happened!"

His eyes widened as he suddenly snapped out of it, shocked by her sudden outburst. She instantly softened afterwards, moving to rub his face and give him a reassuring yet expectant look. "Tell me, please. Let me help you."

"I- I- I-"

Her voice grew stern again as he tried to turn away from her. "Jaehaerys…"

He took some deep breaths, brushing away his tears. He still couldn't meet her eyes. His voice was barely a whisper. "I killed you, Dany. All of you."

"All of us? Who else?"

"Aemon and Rhaella."

She sat next to him and rubbed his back again. "It's okay, Jae, it's in the past, they're safe, they're not-"

"No, Dany. This was the future. You were dead in my arms and they were laying next to you, blood pouring from their bodies. All I could do was hold you- you don't understand- I killed all of you. I killed our children- Aemon and Rhaella were just lying there, their eyes staring at me, lifeless-"

Her eyes widened in fear and she clutched him tightly to her as he began to sob again. "Shh, it's over, it was just a dream."

"It felt so real. It felt like that day. I don't ever want to hurt you, I can't ever hurt them- I'm a monster- I can't- I don't deserve- I can't- no, please, please-" Sobs overtook him, slurring his words together.

"Just breathe, okay? In and out, in and out, in and out." She went nice and slow, rubbing his back as he began to calm down but the fear never left him, keeping a firm hold of his every breath.

"Jae, it's okay. It was just a dream."

"No, it was real! I killed you, I killed Aemon and Rhaella-"

"You didn't! We're okay, we're safe, you love us and you could never hurt us-"

"I did-"

She leaned forward, gripping his head and guiding it to her chest, encouraging him to hear her heartbeat. The reassurance that she was real and blood was flowing through her veins finally calmed him down. He didn't let go of her as he started speaking again.

"I'm sorry I reacted like that, I shouldn't have lost control."

"It's okay, my love. I know what it's like. I can't imagine how terrifying that was. You're safe now, we're safe now. I love you and I trust you."

He shook his head gently. "I hurt you, I can't-"

"That's in the past. If we look back we are lost. We're okay now, our family is okay now, that's what's important."

After a moment he nodded, finally pulling away from her. He averted his gaze from her still so after a moment she forced her eyes to his. "I love you. I love you, Jaehaerys. I'm right here, okay? I'm right by your side. I'll always be by your side."

He took a deep breath and pressed his forehead to hers. "I love you so much, Dany. Thank you. I'm sorry I-"

"You have nothing to be sorry for."

"I have plenty to be sorry for."

She pulled back to search his eyes again. "If you're a monster then so am I."

Disbelief flashed to his face. "You're not a mon-"

"Then neither are you."

He pressed his lips together and swallowed nervously as he slowly nodded his head. She gave him a hopeful look. "It's okay, Jae. It's going to be okay."

"Okay."

"Do you want to go back to bed?"

"I just want to hold you."

She smiled and moved back into her usual spot, pulling him next to her. They sat in silence for a few moments before she spoke again. "Yara will be here in a few days."

"Aye."

She pressed her lips together. "You know I'll have to go with her to rally the Dothraki, don't you?"

He sat up a bit. "No."

"I have to, they won't fight for us unless-"

"Please sweetheart, I don't want you to leave again. I don't ever want to be apart from you again."

She sadly shook her head. "You know we have to. Someone has to stay on Dragonstone so the Starks can't-"

"We'll leave the Ironborn here-"

"No, we'll need all of their ships to bring the Dothraki back. And I don't want the children to come with me. They should stay here, I'll leave Drogon, they'll be safer and happier if they're not forced to drop everything to chase after an army with me."

"I don't want you to go."

She kissed his temple. "I have to. Once we do this your sister will no longer be a threat and then we'll be free to always be together. Nothing will ever be able to separate us again."

Rhaella woke up to the sound of her father screaming. Aemon was a sound sleeper and she didn't want to wake him so she carefully snuck out of her room to go to her father's chamber, but he wasn't there. Puzzled as to where he could be she silently listened for voices while quietly pacing the halls, eventually hearing him talking in her mother's room. Why was he in her mother's room?

She pressed her ear to the door and tried to hear what they were saying.

"Once we kill Sansa-"

They were going to kill her aunt? How could they? Aunt Sansa had committed treason against them but that had been years ago. Sansa had helped raise Rhaella, one of her only female guardians. She had always been close with Arya but Sansa understood more about being a girl. Out of all the adults in her life Sansa was closests to what Rhaella had imagined having a mother was like.

Now that she had Daenerys she knew what it was like to truly have a mother and she wouldn't trade her for anything but Sansa had still raised her. She had been a mother to her when Daenerys was unable to. Arya had taken Rhaella, she had torn their family apart and she had threatened to kill her mother. Sansa had only ever been kind to her. Sansa would never hurt them. Why did her parents want to kill her? And why was Jon in Daenerys' room?

She no longer harbored strong hatred for her mother; she loved Daenerys. Why did her family have to be in conflict? She loved the Starks and the Targaryens, why couldn't they just get along?

Jon continued speaking. "-Bran may move against us. We need to ensure that doesn't happen."

"And returning another kingdom to his control won't satisfy him?"

"Daenerys, we're killing his sister. We already killed his other sister."

Her mother sighed and Rhaella shuddered. How could they be plotting Sansa's murder so calmly?

"Well could we kill Brandon as well?"

There was a long pause. "If we do then we'll become King and Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. Of course we'll probably have to conquer each of them again, they're going to rebell once we move against the Starks."

"Will they allow us to kill Sansa or will they rise up against us after her removal?"

Another long pause.

"Her uncle holds the Riverlands, her cousin the Vale."

"They're sworn to the Six Kingdoms."

"They're two of the six. If they're able to convince another to move against us- shit!" Jon's suddenly stopped, confusing Rhaella and Daenerys.

"What?"

"Gendry Baratheon."

"What about him? I made him a lord, he should be loyal to-"

"He loved Arya, he would have done anything for her. She harbored affection for him as well. I'm certain that if Sansa tells him of how Arya died then he'll want revenge for her murder."

Rhaella's heart hurt, it was her fault. She had killed Aunt Arya and now her entire family were trying to kill each other. Her mother spoke again.

"What about the Reach? The Westerlands? Dorne?"

"Loyal to Bran more than Sansa, but no friends of ours."

"Shit!"

Silence fell again, ultimately broken by Daenerys. "We need to kill Sansa, you know th-"

"I know."

"Jae, we already conquered the Seven Kingdoms once, we-"

"I don't want them to see war, Daenerys. I don't want Rhaella and Aemon-"

"We have to protect them. This is the best way to ensure their safety."

Rhaella's eyes widened. Her parents were discussing a war. A war that would kill people. A war where her mother would use Drogon to burn people again. He would burn children again. She couldn't allow that to happen.