A/N: Just ended school today! Time for another Chapter. Please do leave a review letting me know how you are liking the story or some suggestions!

Chapter 4

Following Jon in silence, Sierre began noticing things about Castle black. Everything was black and where ever she went, it was cold. Jon opened a door at the end of a hallway, holding it open for Sierre.

Once she stepped outside, she took a large breath. She loved the outdoors, especially in the mornings. Mom did too. Looking down at her hand, she saw her ring was missing. It's probably in my bag, I'll get it when I go upstairs. The silence was beautiful in the morning and the air was crisp. She looked up at the wall towering over them, she had to crane her head to look at the top. Pulling the blanket tighter around herself, she looked down from the enormous structure and back to Jon who was watching her quietly. His grey eyes bore into her hazel ones.

"Sometimes I forget it's even there. I'll take you to the top one day."

"Is it even safe?"

"Course it is."

Sierre felt herself grow colder, she began to shiver

"Come on, let's get back inside before you freeze."

They went back inside, past the closed doors filled with snores, (ooooo it rhymed) back to Jon's room.

She went straight to her bag, looking for her ring. Where the hell is it?

"What are you looking for?"

"A ring. I'm was sure that I put it in here."

"Where could you have left it?"

"Wait, who had my bag before? Alliser right? He probably has it."

"Wow. Let's not jump to conclusions. You must've lost it."

"I would never lose it. The ring is extremely valuable to me, my mother gave it to me when I was younger."

"Okay, what if Alliser took it, what next?"

"Take it back."

"How?"

"Ask for it, if he denies, steal it." She said tying her hair into a ponytail.

"He'll kill you this time if you do."

"No, he won't."

"Why?"

"You'll be there, protecting me." This took Jon by surprise.

"No, no, no. I never agreed to this."

"Please, Jon. This is super important to me. Just this once and that's all, pretty please."

Sierre clasped her hands together and made puppy eyes.

"Fine, but when I say we go, we go. Okay?" Jon gave in. How could he not.

"Yes, of course."

So it was settled. The pair set of to Allisers' quarters. Knocking on the door Sierre looked at Jon, who nodded at her. They stood there, holding their breaths, waiting for footsteps approaching the door, but none came. Sierre grabbed the handle, turning it. Jon put his hand on hers, stopping her:

"What are you doing?" He whispered.

"Plan B: Steal it."

"You're crazy, you know?"

"I get that a lot." She pushed the door open.

She ran straight for the desk and began rummaging through the drawers. Nope, nope, maybe, nope. Jon quite closed the door and joined the search for the ring.

"Yes! Found it. The douche stole it from me." Sierre cried in triumph, slipping the ring on her finger

"I think we may have a problem." Jon pointed to the door.

Her smile was wiped of her face.

Footsteps could be heard coming down the hallway.

"Shit, we need to hide." She felt a hand pull her down to the ground, and under the bed. Seconds before the door opened, Sierre scrambled inside, pushing herself as far under the bed as she could go.

They held their breath, watching the feet move around the room.

"What's this? I never put that there." A raspy voice said. Papers were rustled.

Sierre turned slowly, to look at Jon. In the midst of hiding, she never noticed how they had ended up. Sierre laid on top of Jon, pressed tightly on top of him, chest to chest. Faces centimeters away. Her arms were on either side of Jon's head, and his were on her back, pulling her in as far as he could.

He looked at her, eyes narrowing.

Sorry, she mouthed.

Couple of minutes went past when the man, laid on his bed. He was going to sleep. With two people hiding under her bed.

Sierres' neck began to get stiff, so she laid her head on Jon chest, relaxing a bit. This isn't too bad. She could feel rock hard muscles under the layers of clothing. Jon tensed the moment she laid her head down. He had never been this close to a woman or touched one like this. He felt her body pressed tight on to his. He could smell her. She smelled like an exotic fruit, it was intoxicating. Jon, stop this nonsense.

Hours passed, as the man tossed and turned in his bed. It seemed like forever until he fell asleep.

Sierre crawled out from under the bed as quietly as she could, Jon followed her. Tiptoeing out, they walked out the room, not looking back. When they turned the corner, they ran, muscles still stiff from laying in one place for hours. They kept running until they made it outside to the courtyard. Breathing heavily, Sierre put her hands on her knees, leaning on them.

"I'm so out of shape." She said between breaths

"We almost got caught, because of your stupid ring!"

"But we didn't."

"That ring is not worth your life. You are crazy, you don't think about the consequences of your actions, ever!" The two were yelling at each other.

"You don't the slightest thing about me. Don't ever tell me that. I know exactly what can happen."

Jon had stuck a bad chord. He could tell, her eyes showed it.

"Look, he lowered his voice, I didn't mean–"

"I don't want to hear it." She stormed off.

"Jon, Lord Commander needs you, now!" Pyp yelled from a doorway in the armory.

Sierre walked back to Jon's room. She almost started crying, she still wanted to. I won't cry, I won't cry. She grabbed her bag and the note on the table, then made her way to the kitchen. Where could Maester Aemon be?

"Sam?" She asked upon entering the kitchen, "Where can I find Maester Aemon?"

"He should be in his hut, east of the wall."

She made her way through the courtyard. She felt men turn and watch her, eyes burning into her back. Quickening her pace, she walked up to a small hut. Knocking on the door, she heard the familiar old voice:

"Come in." She entered the room to find the Maester sitting in front of the fire.

"Good morning, Maester Aemon, how are you?"

"I'm good, thank you. Feeling better?"

"Yes, better."

"Good, we can begin. Today I'll show you around, let you see what supplies we have and get you comfortable in this area. This hut will be where we treat the injured."

Sierre took her mind of the problem from before, and concentrated on everything Aemon was saying. He showed her the supplies room, the herbs growing in a small garden (how do they grow in the freezing cold?). He showed her the patient table, the utensils for cutting. And her favorite, he showed her his library. It was full of wonderful books that Sierre never imagined she would see.

"I knew you would like this."

"This is wonderful Maester Aemon."

"Now come sit with me." He sat down on an armchair that sat in the middle of the library

She sat down, on the chair next to his.

"How do you like Castle Black so far?

"It's good..."

"Why is that, something upset you?"

Sierre debated on telling Maester about the little fight she had with Jon, but then she thought, might as well tell him. So she did.

"Why did you get upset by what Jon said? The words were not too harmful."

"I took them quite personally."

"How so?"

"I'd prefer not to say."

"Please, telling may help you figure out how you're feeling."

"My parents were killed because of something I had done; the consequences of my actions. Forgive me but I don't want to go any further."

"As you wish, now go get some supper and rest well. We have long day ahead tomorrow."

When Jon came back to his room, he found all of Sierre's things were gone. She left. What had I said that made her that upset? He laid down on the bed. The pillow and the sheets smelled like her. Suddenly his stomach growled. I better get supper. Walking down the hallway he heard Alliser speaking:

"Now, you think you can come in my room and take that ring back, I don't think so."

Jon kicked the door open without hesitation.

Alliser held Sierre against a wall, knife to her throat. He immediately dropped the knife when he saw Jon.

"Ahh, Lord Snow, leave now. This has nothing to do with you."

"Let her go Alliser."

"None of your business Snow, leave."

"Let. Her. Go." He looked like a wolf ready to pounce.

Alliser gave Sierre one hard look:

"Remember what I've told you." Then he let her go. She slid down the wall, hugging her knees when she landed on the floor. Alliser left the room without another word. Jon crouched next to Sierre.

"Sierre, are you all right?"

All he heard were sobs. Her body shaking with each breath. His heart was breaking just watching her cry.

He put his arms around her and lifted her onto his lap. He hugged her tightly, until she began to calm down. He held her close.

"Sierre?" No reply

He looked at the girl in his arms. She had fallen asleep.

He stood up and carried her to his room. He laid her on the bed, tucking her in. Jon sat in the chair from before. Another long night awaited him.

A/N: Some more fluffiness from Jon and Sierre. What should be their ship name? Jerre or Sion or idk. I suck at ship names to be honest...