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Heartbroken over GoT but oh well there is always fanfiction….

Chapter 2

Jaime saw her under the dead a couple of times. His heart almost gave out when he heard her scream. Jaime fought the dead off of her. He pulled her up and continued to fight the corpses. Jaime cut down many of the dead but they kept coming at him. They did not tire. He was under them. Jaime tried to get up. He heard her and then he was by her side.

Jaime and her fought side by side. Podrick was also alongside them. They were cornered, against a wall. Jaime it was the end of it. He looked towards Brienne and willed her to understand that he was happy that he would go like this. He would fight alongside her, a good woman, a great warrior.

Brienne nodded briskly and kept on fighting by his side. Jaime fought with his one hand and tried to keep close to both Podrick and Brienne. Suddenly, the dead stopped. They crumbled before them. Jaime looked at Brienne with relief, she was still standing as was Pod.

"We're alive." Pod smiled. He hugged him and then hugged Brienne. Jaime smiled too.

"We have to see to the others." Brienne smiled and moved to see who else was alive. Jaime helped wildlings up, he helped unsullied and Dothraki. The survivors made their way to the main keep. He saw more of the men and women making their way inside.

Tyrion and Lady Sansa were there as was the Spider and some other people.

"I knew you would be fine." Tyrion said. Jaime hugged him. "What happened to you? Why are you so dirty?"

"The dead." Tyrion said. Jaime then realized where his brother had hidden.

Lady Sansa looked at the doors. She was afraid, as of now, it looked like she was the last Stark. Jaime and the rest waited. In came Jon Snow, bloodied, dirty and limping. "Bran." He said.

Lady Sansa went to attend to her brother, "I thought you had him. You were supposed to have him." She said a little harshly.

"Sansa I." Jon began. "Where is Daenerys?"

"Not here." Tyrion said.

"We have to find her." Surprisingly, it was Lady Sansa who offered the words.

"There is no need." The queen's advisor pointed to the door. Jon Snow moved to aid her, she had a limp as well. She was in tears. "Jorah is gone. We have to bury him."

"No. We'll burn him." Jon said seriously.

Bran and Arya appeared then. Arya was hurt as well. Lady Sansa moved to hold her sister. "Theon is dead." The girl whispered.

Jaime heard the Lady of Winterfell cry pitifully and then turned to Brienne. It was as if she knew what he was asking. He left first, it was hard for him to decide where to stay. It would have to be his quarters, as she slept next to Pod, but the last thing he wanted was to sleep in that little cot. He decided to be bold and leave for her quarters. Jaime was weary and entered quarters. Brienne was there with a long shirt and her breeches.

"You don't suppose we could get a bath ran here?" Jaime said and tried to sit on the bed. "Don't." She said sharply.

Jaime frowned, "what? Why?" He said and stepped away.

"Your armor is bloodied and dirty as are you." She said while helping him out of the dirty clothes.

"About that bath?" He said as she undid his clothes. "It will have to wait." She said and checked for injuries on his body. He was bruised badly in different places but nothing that would cause death.

Brienne removed her clothes. He was the one looking for injuries now. He ran his hand over her bruised body as well.

"We have to find a bath." Jaime whispered and had his fingers dance over her belly.

Brienne gasped. "Ser Jaime." The woman said slowly.

"Someone will clean your bed. I am sure one of the servants will do a fine job of it." He said and took her hand.

"We smell of the dead." Brienne repeated. Jaime grew exasperated. "Wench, make up your mind. Will it be the bed or the baths?"

Brienne frowned, "don't call me wench." She hissed.

"Come to bed. It is too bloody cold to go back out there and bathe." He said ignoring her.

"No, I know a way." She threw on her shirt and put her pants on. Jaime followed suit. "I'll take clean clothes for the both of us." Brienne grabbed his hand and took him through the courtyard and into the godswoods. Jaime felt strange walking past the corpses. They made it to a clearing near one of the Heart Trees.

Brienne helped him with his clothes. Jaime lowered himself to the hot water. He could not withstand the cold. Brienne made short work of her clothes and entered the pool as well. They washed each other carefully. Jaime had never felt so cared for. There was never any chance for anyone to show him such levels of comfort. His encounters with Cersei were always hurried, stolen minutes from Robert. He never had the time to bask. This would be the first time when it was not hurried. He looked into her blue eyes and smiled. "I think we are clean enough."

Brienne climbed out of the pool, dressed and helped him out. It was a little undignified but it earned him a small smile from her.

They entered her room. They were tired, exhausted really. Jaime removed his clothes and as she removed hers. They were under the furs in seconds. The will was there but his body did not cooperate. His eyes closed as soon as his head hit the pillow. He felt Brienne's light kiss on his cheek.

He woke up and felt hot, the furs around him were suffocating. The man kicked them to the side and opened his eyes. Brienne's face was illuminated by the fire in the hearth. She looked very peaceful. The furs covered her body. Once again he was struck by how peaceful she was. He smiled and moved closer to her. Jaime kissed her lightly. He was surprised when she responded.

He chuckled when she pulled him to her and enveloped them in the furs once more. "I just fought my way away from these dammed skins." He kissed her neck.

"It gets very cold." She said and moaned when he rubbed against her. "I get to be on top this time." He said and moved to cover her. She was taller than him but at that moment, he felt as if he towered over her. Jaime kissed her and began to ready her for him. He touched her and was almost driven to just fuck her when she closed her eyes and moaned. Brienne of Tarth was wet and ready to go in no time. Jaime accommodated himself inside of her and moaned when she tightened her hold on his hair and kissed him some more.

Jaime went slowly, taking care of her bruises. He loved how red she became, soon they were sweaty, grinding against each other. Jaime drove into her and kissed the scars on her side. He was close and pulled out of her. She looked up and frowned, "why did you stop?"

Jaime fisted his cock. "I'm close." He said. Brienne opened her legs wider for him.

"So finish." She said. Jaime growled and entered her once more. He was used to spilling his seed outside. His children were accidents, all three of them. Cersei of course loved them but there was always the initial panic of having children that could be harmed for being his.

Jaime looked at Brienne and collapsed on top of her. He panted and jerked as he came deep inside of her. He kissed the side of her neck and stayed there. They were sweaty and satisfied. Jaime pushed himself to the side and panted. "You will be the death of me." He said but smiled widely. Brienne sighed and was asleep within minutes. It took him longer to close his eyes and disconnect from reality.

The next day dawned quickly. He could hear the castle bustling about. Brienne was up and dressing. "They will burn the fallen in a few hours. You have to dress and leave quickly." She said and acted formally.

"Come back to bed for a bit." He said and sleepily.

Brienne frowned, "No. Dress and make an appearance on the great hall." She said and left the quarters.

Jaime relieved himself and then dressed for the day. He made found Tyrion breaking his fast and talking to Daenerys' entourage. He waved half-heartedly and ate his meal quietly. Brienne was nowhere to be seen. She was probably with Sansa.

He did not have much time to ponder where she was. The Starks and her walked into the hall. Snow made the announcement of the burning. Jaime walked behind some of the wildlings and then took his place to mourn the fallen.

It was a solemn ceremony. The celebrations would begin later that night. It would be in poor taste to celebrate to soon. Jaime wandered about his quarters and looked for Tyrion who was not available to chat. He killed some hours by wandering about. He remained alone, the northerners did not trust him and he failed to see a reason why he should engage them.

If he were an honest man, he would have to admit he was looking for Brienne. He just wanted to be close to her. He really was like a puppy trailing after her. "There you are. I've been looking for you." Tyrion called out.

"The feast is about to start." He waddled to him and took him to the hall. There was music, drink, food and an air of merriment.

Jaime smiled and found the table where Brienne and Podrick sat. "Ser Brienne. Podrick." He said and began to eat. The Dragon queen and the Warden of the North gave their speeches, the ale flowed as did the wine. Jaime looked at Pod who made eyes at different girls. Tyrion joined them as soon as the queen finished her speech.

"Care for a game?" He said and poured them all wine. Brienne tried to cover her cup but Jaime and Tyrion would have nothing of the sort.

Soon they were all laughing and drinking. "You are an only child." He said. Brienne smiled. "I told you that." She said while giggling.

"No you did not. I surmised it." He said and pushed her to drink. They drank more and more.

Soon it was her turn. Brienne began on Tyrion, "You were married before Sansa." Jaime laughed. "Drink."

"You're drinking wine but you prefer ale." She said quickly.

Tyrion laughed, "wrong, wrong." He said and she drank.

"you are a virgin." Tyrion proclaimed.

Jaime tried to dig her out of an uncomfortable situation when Brienne emboldened drank and stood up. "I have to piss." She said airily.

Podrick and Tyrion looked astonished. The redheaded wildling made an appearance then. Jaime could not stand the man. They watched her go, the wildling attempted to go after her.

Jaime stood up and gave him a look as if to say that Brienne was his. He smirked and trailed after her. Tyrion laughed uproariously.

Jaime grabbed two goblets and a Dornish Red. He went to her quarters and found her putting wood on the hearth.

"We could keep drinking." He said and noticed how hot it was in the room once more.

"The wildling was sad to see you go." He said as he tried to undo his shirt.

Brienne frowned. "Free Folk. They do not like to be addressed as wildlings."

Jaime frowned back, "do you care about him?"

She looked at him calculatingly, "you sound jealous."

Jaime looked at her and kissed her forcefully, "should I be?" Brienne retaliated by kissing and biting his lips. Jaime grabbed her cheeks and kissed her more and more. He ran his hand over her side and under her shirt. "Quickly." She said and touched him through his trousers. Jaime removed his boots and roughly pulled her pants down. It drove Jaime wild to see her so ardent with him.

Jaime pushed her to the bed, "Get rid of this shirt." Jaime rasped while he kissed her uncovered shoulder. Brienne groaned and licked his ear. Jaime found himself driven to fuck her into the mattress. He told her so and Brienne shivered.

Jaime finally entered her and tensed at the tight fit. He moved roughly and expected Brienne to ask him to stop but he misjudged her. Brienne gave as much as she got and scratched his back. She moaned when he drove in. Jaime found purchase with his stump above her head and pounded into her. He was sweaty and grunted every time she moaned and squeezed her walls around him. "You drive me insane." He said and spilled into her. Brienne was red and a mass of flesh around him.

She caressed the nape of his neck and kissed his cheek. "I want to do that again." She said while kissing his jaw.

"Believe me. I would not leave this bed until you could not walk if it were up to me." He moved to the side and closed his eyes. He felt Brienne's hands run over his chest. Jaime opened his eyes and looked at her kissing her way down his navel. Jaime smiled and ran his fingers through her short hair. He expected her to shy around his cock but the woman did not. She gave him an experimental lick. Jaime guided her to a rhythm that he liked. He encouraged her to take him deeper which Brienne did. Jaime saw white stars as he closed his eyes and spilled into her mouth.

"My turn." He said and made her open her strong legs. Jaime licked, fingered and teased her until he was hard once more. He made her come quickly and entered her. She was spasming around him. It took everything out of him to not come immediately. Jaime moaned and thrusted single-mindedly until he felt the tell-tale signs of his orgasm.

He slumped over her and must have lost consciousness. The next thing he remembered was opening his eyes to Brienne's bare back.

"Where are you going?" He rasped. He had a mild headache from the wine.

"We need fire to keep warm for the rest of the night." She said and kissed his cheek.