Yay, we back kiddos!

It took me a bit to pull this together but I hope I wrapped this chapter up in a way that made sense. I didn't want it to be too similar to C.10 or any other moments we had before but I think I pulled together something good that'll lead to more things. Also just wanna say: I PROMISE Drogon is COMINNGGG lol but for now he's hiding East where Wheely Wheely No Leg Feely can't peep on his life lol.

They had been on the road for a few days before they got lost. Parsley wasn't even sure which way they were headed, and she had lived beyond the Wall her whole life. It partially seemed like they were taking them in circles, and no one was sure about whether or not they were truly lost or doing this on purpose. In the handful of days they traveled, hot spring mornings ended with the sun falling and their nights getting drier and more humid.

It was going to storm, Daenerys could feel it in her bones.

Silas' men tied the two of them up to a tree for the night to rest. All of the men drank and ate while the girls were set up not far away. Close enough to keep an eye on them but not close enough to hear with all the noises they were making.

Daenerys hadn't spoken the entire time they were taken, while Parsley kicked, screamed, and cried their entire journey. Once tied together and the boys were drunk enough, Parsley gave Daenerys a piece of her mind. "You're an idiot."

Daenerys was taken aback, "I'm sorry?"

"We could have hidden you. Jon's men outnumbered them ten to one. There was no way they would've left Snowhome with us… so why did you let them take you?" Parsley asked.

"Parsley-"

"Jon told you to hide, and he is our King! We could have won-"

"If we would have killed them, Bran would find out and send more men. Sansa would find out and send more men. I will not have any more innocent people die because of me." Daenerys bit her lip and laid her head back on the tree, "There has been too much bloodshed in the name of Daenerys Targaryen… when does that end?"

"And you don't think Jon isn't on his way now to kill these men?" Parsley responded, "Regardless of whether they die in these woods or back at Snowhome, their blood will spill in your name; Jon loves you too much to let them get away with this."

"If he let me die out here his problems would be solved," Daenerys answered honestly.

Parsley sighed, closing her eyes as she replied. "Where ever you may go Daenerys, Jon Snow will follow you… even if that means death."

"Where is she!?" Rosemary yelled at Jon as he and a hand full of men rode into Widow's Keep. It was late but Rosemary and Tormund were there to great them as they arrived.

Jon dismounted the hour and tried to approach her calm, "Rose-"

Rosemary immediately got in Jon's face, shoving her finger into his chest and she spoke. "How dare you ride back here without my sister or Daenerys? Why aren't you out there looking for them?"

"Rose-" Tormund tried to pull her back but she shoved him away.

"My mother put her trust in you as King so that you can protect all of the people, including her sisters and daughters!" Rosemary was in tears now, "So why aren't you out there protecting them?"

Jon sighed and looked down, and when he did he noticed the tiny protruding belly Rosemary didn't have before. "You pregnant…"

Rosemary sniffed, holding her belly, "How are you going to protect the future if you can't protect us now?"

"Rosemary, we are going to find them." Jon tried reaching for her but she smacked him away, "I know you don't believe me but we will, and in order to do that… I'm going to need Tormunds' help."

Rosemary looked and Jon then to Tormund, "No…"

"Rose, he's our King." Tormund tried justifying his self and Rosemary could do is nod no, "Woman. I have to. We protect our own."

"Then I'm going too," Rosemary told them.

Tormund scoffed, "The hell you are. You are with child."

"Rosemary," Jon finally got his hand on her shoulder without her pushing away, "I'll bring them all back in one piece. I promise."

Rosemary sniffled again, wiping her tears away and then turning back to Jon. "Don't you dare come home without them. I want my sisters back Jon Snow, this one as well, and I want them back alive"

"They're all coming home. I promise."

They were woken up before dawn broke by the sensation of the rain pouring down on their faces. When Daenerys opened her eyes she could barely see their captors where they camped, but what she could see were blurry men in the distance trying to gather their baring and get out of the storm. Daenerys tried to look around to the other side of the tree, looking for Parsley.

"Parlsey?" She called out knowing that she wouldn't be able to see her, "Parsley are you okay?"

"They are going to move us soon." Parsley stated calmly.

Daenerys furrowed her brow, "They won't get far in this weather."

"We should run for it when they come to get us," Parsley told her bluntly. "We can run into the storm, they'll lose us after a while."

"Or they'll kill us, Parsley, we need to be smart." Daenerys could see someone coming for them.

She could here Parsley attempt to stand, "This is our only chance."

"Parsley-"

One of Silas's men approached them, he wasn't a very fit man but instead was heavy set and seemed to be a touch hung over. "Time to leave, ladies." Daenerys watched as he went for Parsley first, untying her from the tree and pulling her along to Daenerys side so she could finally see them. She didn't realize till then how dirty and bruised up she as from the travel, but she had this look in her eye that did not scream pain what so ever. "Your turn woma-"

Before the man finished his sentence, Parsley elbowed the man in the face, the kicked him in the groin. As he fell to his knees, Parsley grabbed the sword from his sheath and used it to stab the man in the back. She had just enough force for it to go in but not enough to scream. The man fell to the ground and Parsley took the knife from his hands that he used to untie her rope and used to untie Daenerys. Daenerys watched as the men across from them continued their packing without disturbance. The storm seemed to cover their screams. Just as Parsley cut her free someone looked their way, and she could barely see someone point and then some men starting to run their way.

"Parsley run!" Daenerys grabbed the girls hand and started to run back into the forest.

She could hear men screaming as they ran deeper into the storm. The rain started picking up to the point that they could barely see a few feet in front of them. They ran until their feet and then ran some more. Whether or not they would escape this forest would be in the hands of the gods now. At some point, they couldn't see anything in front or behind them, and couldn't tell where they were going. The wind had picked up so much Daenerys felt like she and Parsley would be swept away. She pulled on Parsley's arm to get her to stop running, barely able to breathe once the impending fear subsided.

"What are you doing!?" Parsley's yell could barely be heard over the storm.

Daenery pulled her close so she could hear her because she knew she had no voice to scream with, "We can't keep running we need shelter!"

"We'll die if we don't keep going!" Parsley told her.

Daenery pulled her closer, "We'll die if we don't get out of this storm!" Parsely was panting now, both girls tired in a lot of pain, "Parsley please…"

Parsley could only nod. She took Daenery by the hand and led her through the forest, trying to remove themselves from the path they thought Silas' men would be following. They continued for a while longer before they finally came across something. It seemed to be the remnants of a small village. Parsley couldn't see the small broken hut before her until she was almost running into it, but the girls were able to walk around the hut till they found an entrance. The little home leaked and was cold but they were okay for the moment. Daenerys dropped to knees once the door closed behind them, and Parlsey sat with her back against a well. They both made sure they had a full view of the door. Luckily for them, the hut had no windows.

"Do you think we lost them?" Parsley asked between trying to catch her breath.

Daenery panted, trying to find her own. "Even with their horses, there is no way they saw us through the storm. It'll be a while before they find us. Or before we can leave."

"So we just sit here? Without protection?" Parsley's voice was a bit less calm now.

"You wanted to run… did you not have that knife?" Daenery asked.

Parsley shook her head no, "I… I dropped it when we ran."

Daenerys let out a heavy sigh. Neither of them said anything else on the matter. Instead, both of them sat there for what felt like hours waiting for this storm to pass but it continued to hold up strong. After a while, Daenerys was tired of sitting in silence. "You know…" She pulled her knees up to her chest, trying to calm herself, "I was born in a storm like this."

"Is that how Dragon Queens are made?" Parsley chuckled

Daenerys couldn't help but smile, "I guess so… my mother gave birth to me on Dragonstone, an island down south. A very cold and secluded place. She was hiding there, after…" Daenerys frowned for a moment, "Well, my father... You see he was king once, and from what I was told, he was the worst kind of king. He was also the worst kind of father. After he died my mother ran to Dragonstone to hide and gave birth to me there during a terrible storm like this one. My mother died giving birth to me, and people who were loyal to my family took us away and hid us across the Narrow Sea."

"What is it like? Everywhere else?" Parsley asked her, lifting her head to look at Daenerys.

Daenerys looked Parsley in the eyes and smiled, "Not like here. People everywhere else don't take care of their own the way the North does. All there is everywhere else monsters and maniacs."

"And bad fathers…" Parsley sighed as she looked back at the door.

Daenery nodded, leaning her head back. "And bad fathers."

After a few moments of silence, Parsley spoke again. "Your dragon, the one that's still left," Parsley looked back to Daenerys. "What is he like?"

"Drogon?" Daenerys smiled at the thought of her last remaining son. "Drogon is… the most magnificent creature the world has ever seen. He's my son, the only one I thought I'd ever had. He is everything to me."

"Why you say it that way?" Parsley asked her.

"Well… I-" Daenery stopped all noise, holding her hand out to keep Parsley from speaking as well. The storm seemed to be settling a bit, at least enough for them to hear horses running around very near to them.

The sounds drew in closer until they could hear someone talking, walking around the building. She couldn't make out a voice but she knew someone was there. Both girls rushed to their feet, looking around the little hut for something to defend themselves with but the home was barren. Daenerys could feel Parsley reach out to grab her hand as both girls watched the door carefully, waiting to see who had come for them.

Daenerys' heart was racing as she waited for the door to open. Time in that little hut seemed to stand still. Each moment passing slower than the next as the voices got louder and closer. They could see the handle of the door jerk a bit before slowly creaking open. Parsley squeezed Daenerys' hand tighter as the door gradually opened wider, and both girls waited anxiously to see who was on the other side. Right before the door opened wide and their faces could be seen Daenery closed her eyes tight.

Yet just as her eyes closed and the door was fully opened, Parsleys' hand let go.

"Your Grace?"

Daenery opened her eyes and standing before her was Jon and Tormund, both men panting and covered in blood. Behind Jon came Ghost, the direwolf drenched and covered in mud and blood as well. Jon panted heavy as he stared at Daenerys, a smile coming to his face as he stared at her. Daenerys smiled back but then she was hit with a sudden wave of exhaustion. She suddenly felt dizzy, and her body felt shaky and unstable.

"Daenerys?" She could barely hear Jon call out for her as she collapsed, Parsley barely catching her as before she hit the floor. "Dany!" She could hear him call again but her body seemed to be shutting down. Daenerys could see Jon hover her body as her eyes started to close on her, and then when they fully shut all she could see was darkness.