Authors note: Quick short update chapter… just so I don't leave anyone hanging especially since the new season has begun. I promise next chapter will be much longer. I got a second job plus been focusing on a more recent story which is sort of a love triangle Jonsa and Jainsa or whatever they call it. Check it out if you're interested, its already got five chapters… don't hate it just cause Jamie is Jon's rival I thought it would be fun to give someone alive to give Jon a run for his money. I do take into consideration votes on who the winner will be for the lovely Sansa though my bias is still going to be Jonsa.
Chapter 25: Almost time
Sansa slept peacefully in the room of the castle. Jon had been busy helping Gendry find capable blacksmith to help forge new weapons for the battle. Arya was tasked with getting Daenerys troops and their own ready to face the harsh winter. Brienne was by Sansa's side day and night, hardly sleeping. Jon couldn't be more grateful for someone like her, especially in this time. The hound was not far from Sansa either, he knew that Sandor loved Sansa too, in a way he didn't imagine the hound could love anyone.
Jon would routinely take his little babes to visit their great aunt, something about their presence that helped her heal quickly. Her part in their story was not yet done, and he couldn't be more grateful to have one living family member. There was a small comfort in knowing that he wasn't the last living Targaryen, and he felt a sadness that Daeny had to feel this way for so long.
"Our family shall live on through them now," Daenerys would tell Jon as she looked at the sweet babies before her. Hair had begun to grow on their little bald heads, one of pure white like ice and the other a deep red like fire, "you fulfilled the prophecy of fire and ice after all…"
"I suppose," Jon smiled at his aunt who could not hide her sadness, she thought of the boy she lost and had been robbed of, and longed to hold him once more.
"You did good nephew," Daeny smiled, "I shall enjoy watching them grow into strong little Targaryen's."
"They will have a strong aunt to guide them," Jon smiled as she handed back the babies who stirred gently.
"They look much like you," she commented.
"I think they look like their mother," he smiled as he studied their faces, "I never thought I wanted this. I never thought I would get this."
"You deserved it even before you found out you were a Targaryen," Daenerys reassured him, "you have done well."
"I'm afraid to leave them alone, to leave Sansa alone, there is so much left to do," Jon sighed, finally looking away from his children.
"They will never be alone," she reassured him. Jon just nodded, but the threat ahead was not something to take lightly.
Sansa was asleep still when Jon walked in, he had given the twins to a wet nurse, two children constantly hungry was a lot for someone who had just been brought back from the dead. Now something else he and his wife had in common. He watched her for a while, she seemed so at peace, but what he loved the most was watch her deep breaths… breaths of life.
"Are you going to sit there and watch me?" Sansa peaked from one eye, "or come and join me?"
"Aye, if you'll have me," Jon teased.
"You must hurry, for my husband may appear and catch us," she teased back, opening both eyes.
Jon climbed under the large fur beside her, something he hadn't really had time to do of late, but everything was now running smoothly and they would soon be returning home to Winterfell and to Bran.
"Your husband must be a very lucky man," he sighed into her hair. She just smiled and wrapped her arms around him.
"I'm sorry I've been so exhausted," she whispered, "I haven't been myself."
"You did push two human beings out of you, and then died and then came back to me," Jon kissed her hair holding her close, the reality of her nearly dying being too much, "the fact your exhausted is to be expected."
"When do we leave for home?" Sansa asked rubbing her face in his neck, her warm breath sending goosebumps all over. He wanted her so badly, but knew that her body was still healing.
"Soon, I promise," Jon said thinking about what awaited them at home. He worried that they would arrive to late and there would be nothing left.
"Brienne said she finally heard from Jamie, he managed to reclaim the Lannister army, they will meet us half way," Sansa looked up at Jon, admiring the man she got to marry.
"And hear I thought you were catching your rest and regaining your strength," Jon teased.
"Yes, well I gossip doesn't sit idle for no man or woman," Sansa joked. Jon tilted her chin up and looked down at her.
"You never cease to amaze me, Sansa," he said before kissing her lips gently.
"Well what else is there to do other than sleep when my husband is busy being a King and hero?" Sansa chuckled softly.
"Just hurry and get better," Jon said not wanting to burden her with his fears. The closer it came time to travel home the more he worried about what was to come.
"Well just stay with me until I fall asleep then?" Sansa asked with a yawn, Jon nodded, kissing her hair and breathing it in. Slowly his wife fell asleep in his arms.
After she was fast asleep Jon snuck away to meet with Arya and Gendry to get an update on the weapons. He also sparred with Arya and others who wanted his guidance. Jon had much to do and little time. It was then he realized that they had a few more days before they would be ready to leave – and then they would be heading back for Winterfell.
Authors note: The head home in the next chapter! I will try to wrap this story up as Game of thrones has started and I have started focusing on my most recent story which is a Jamie/Sansa and Jon/Sansa love triangle… but between us she will always choose Jon so its more of a Jamie causes Jon some frustration haha!