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Gwen's nails scraped against his arms and clawed at his hands around her neck. She couldn't breathe, her throat closely, the blood rushing to her face. He whispered something, but her eardrums were pounding so hard that she couldn't hear him. Her eyes began to water; the pressure on her neck became a bruising grip on her neck.

She kept kicking her legs into the large man on top of her. He came at her from behind wrapping a rope around her neck, but she put her fingers to her neck, blocking the rope. She pushed them to the wall causing the rope to loosen against her. Before she could even take another step, he whirled her around and made them fall on the floor of her and Jaime's chambers.

If this man was going to kill her and her child then he would have to do a whole lot better than this. She used all of her strength and punched him in the throat then in groin. He fell off of and she struggled to get up because of her large belly. She coughed violently and gasped in large breaths of air. She barely turned around with a sword in her hand as she blocked the attack with her sword. In that moment, she really wished she wasn't pregnant. She dodged the swish of his blade near her belly and managed to cut his arm though it didn't bother him. Gwen ran to the doors, throwing the furniture down in front of her. The large man tripped on the chair that fell in front of him.

She felt herself being thrown to the ground on her back and just as the large man's blade came swinging down on her chest, the doors flew open and Lannister guards poured through them. One of them charged into him and flung him down with so much strength that the large man started to whimper in pain. Gwen's eyes rapidly started to flicker all around her for a familiar face. She smiled weakly as she saw Jaime kneeling down beside her. He carefully picked her up from the ground and set her on her feet. She swayed a little bit, but Jaime cached her. He moved a piece of her hair aside from her face.

"Jaime, you came," she said weakly, smiling.

"Did you ever doubt that I would," He replied.

She smiled and then it started to fade as she looked down at her hands and saw that they were bloody. Her large belly was bleeding on the side…the large man hadn't missed her large belly after all. From happiness to horror in one moment filled Jaime's beautiful bearded face. "Gwen!" he yelled as she screamed in pain.

"The baby," she yelled. "He's coming!"

Jaime lifted her up in arms and yelled, "Get the midwives! Now!"

Everyone ran out of the chambers and yells were heard, but she could not hear them. Jaime walked her over to their bed and gently set a screaming Gwen down. She held her stomach in pain and her eyes glanced at everything in the room. Jaime was beside her, holding her hand. She squeezed his hand and rasped, "Don't leave me. Please."

"I won't," he said as he kissed her knuckles. He stripped off his boots and jacket; he got on the bed and sat behind her with her in between his legs. He held onto both of her hands as sweat started to bead onto her face. Her chest heaved up and down. She gripped his hand tightly as she screamed again. The midwives came in just a moment later and froze as they saw Jaime excepting him to be gone like most husbands.

"Lord Lannister, you must leave," one of the midwives said.

"No," he said sternly. "I'm not leaving my wife. Never again."

The midwife open her mouth to protest, but froze as Gwen's cold voice spoke, "Jaime stays. End of discussion."

She screamed again in pain slightly pulling away from Jaime. Jaime kissed her temple as she fell against his chest, breathing heavily. The midwives scurried around the room getting everything ready. She felt Jaime smile against her temple and whisper, "Little Lyanna, you've now become a real Lannister."

She gave a hoarse laugh. "May the Seven have mercy on me."

She felt the rumble in his chest; it seemed to calm her down a lot. The midwife pulled a sheet over legs and belly. They spread her legs and the pain from the wound on her side made her flinch in pain. "It hurts. No."

The midwife knitted their eyebrows in confusion as she walked over to the side of the sheet and lifted it up. She looked more closely at the wound and said, "Maria, get thread and needle. Now."

"Is everything alright?" Gwen said softly.

She nodded. "Something must've hit one of the nerves that cause a woman's water to break. Now we have to switch the wound up since you were stabbed."

"Is he going to ok?" Gwen asked in a worried tone.

The midwife didn't answer her. Gwen pulled herself up and Jaime said, "Is. My. Child. Going. To. Be. Ok."

The midwife sighed. "There may be a slight chance that…that he won't be."

Gwen closed her eyes in pain and fell against Jaime again as a pain radiated in her stomach. She felt like something was tearing her down there. Gods, it was the most painful thing she had ever felt. She felt something wet and cold against her forehead. It was soothing and she moaned. Gwen felt a prick on her side and then something unexplainable go through her skin.

The midwife wiped her bloody fingers on a rag and then went in between her legs. Gwen felt so much exposure that she was tempted to snap her legs shut. There was too much pain coursing through her body right now. "No, stop it. Oh Gods, please make it stop." She cried.

Jaime whispered, "I promise it will all go away when he's born. I promise."

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Lannister," she chuckled.

The midwife looked up from her close examination and said, "It looks like a long process, my lady."

. . .

When Gwen was having their babe, it sundown outside, but after almost ten hours the sun was about to rise. Sweat drenched Gwen from head to toe; her dark hair stuck to her neck and some on her forehead. Jaime looked more closely at her and noticed that she was staring to look very pale which worried Jaime. Each hour, she seemed to be weakening. Gwen tried to close her eyes, but Jaime didn't let her do so in fear of her being in a deep sleep.

"Gwen, you can't go to sleep. Not yet." He told her.

"I love you, Jaime," she said softly.

"No, don't you dare talk like that," he scolded.

"Jaime, it has been almost eleven hours…eventually I will-"

"No," he shouted. "Not yet. Not after we've just found each other."

Jaime let a tear escape him and Gwen gazed up at him and brought her hand up to wipe it away. She smiled weakly at him. "I know. I'll never stop loving you. If something happens to me and he lives instead of I, don't be like your father."

Jaime stiffened at the mention of what happened to his father and how he treated Tyrion because his mother died to bring him into the world. "I won't."

"Jaime," she said sternly, "make a vow to me that you won't be like him."

He looked at her in the eyes and said seriously, "I vow to you, Guinevere Stark Targaryen Velaryon Lannister that I will never be like my father, Lord Tywin Lannister."

She smiled weakly at him. "Good because if you break that vow, I'll haunt you and this damn castle."

Jaime laughed and then all of the sudden she started to scream violently. She leaned over, gripping his hands and said, "I think it's time."

Just then the midwife came rushing in and went in between her legs. She smiled as she came up and nodded. "It is time, Lady Lannister. Push as hard as you can."

Gwen nodded and pushed. Jaime felt his fingers turn numb as Gwen gripped his fingers. She screamed again just as the midwife said louder, "Push! Push harder, my lady."

"Oh Gods," she said through her teeth as she listened to the midwife. "I can't. I can't."

Jaime leaned in her ear and whispered, "Come on just a little bit more then we can see him. Our little lion, wolf, and dragon. For him."

She nodded vigorously. "Ok. For him."

Jaime smiled down at her and held her hands tightly. She pushed again, screaming at the top of her lungs, face twisting in pain just as the sun was rising. It shined in on them and a wail of cries was heard. The midwife held up the squirming babe in her arms, he was bloody yet pink. Jaime smiled at the sight and pushed Gwen up to see him. She smiled at him and whispered something Jaime couldn't hear.

"It's a boy," the midwife said happily. They took him away and Gwen frowned.

"Wait, where are they taking him?!" She sniffled, the tears going down her face.

"It's alright; they're just cleaning him up. They'll bring him back." Jaime cooed.

She immediately relaxed and Jaime whispered, "I told you so, you worry bug."

She chuckled and sat herself up, wincing in pain a little. "Whoa there, rest. You just had a baby."

She chuckled again. "I'm just…I want to see him. He's my-our firstborn together."

The midwife came over to them with their crying boy in her arms wrapped in a crimson blanket. She placed the babe in her arms and he somehow stopped crying once in his mother's arms. Jaime smiled happily down at his son. He is a father now. Gods, he is so beautiful. Jaime could've sworn that he had never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life. The babe opened its eyes. Jaime looked into his son's bright blue eyes.

"Well, look at that," Jaime chuckled, "He has your eyes."

Gwen gave him a look and he continued, "Well, in a way of course."

Jaime hesitantly touched the black hair on top of his son's head. He had his mother's hair and eyes, but his father's face. Prefect, Jaime thought as a tear leaped down from his eye. Jaime leaned down and kissed his son's head. "What are we going to name him?"

She shook his head. "I don't know if you'll like it."

"What is it," Jaime slightly groaned.

"Rhaegar…"

"No."

"Well, then Lancelot."

"No to that awful name as well. We already have one stupid Lancel."

"Arthur?"

"No to that either."

"Eddard?"

"No, Gwen."

"Brandon?"

"Nope."

"Killian? Killian Lannister. We can call him Kili for short."

Jaime froze and smiled as he tested the name out on his tongue. "Killian. Killian Lannister, son of Jaime Lannister. Yes, I like the sound of that."

Gwen chuckled and then looked down at him. "Welcome to the world, Killian Lannister."

Her smile faded from her face and Jaime immediately asked, "Gwen? Gwen, what's wrong?"

She looked up at him and said, "The assassin said something to me."

He knitted his eyebrows in confusion. "What did he say?"

"He said that 'The queen sends her regards.'" She said softly.

Anger boiled inside of Jaime and coursed through his body and mind. Abruptly, he stood up and crossed the room to the door. He wanted to…she threatened her and his son. There will be hell to pay now. He had a debt to repay to his dear older sister now and a Lannister always repays his debts. This was one debt he was sure that would be paid…in full.

~Fin~

Alright well I gave you guys the baby now. I actually intended not to have her baby in this chapter, but the next one…but I was like it fits in so let's put it in there. I hoped you guys liked it because right now I'm so tired right now. I made myself keep awake because I really wanted to get this chapter published for you guys.

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