Epilogue

"So, do you think Robb is going to punch you in the face for defiling his little sister?" Sansa asked when Jon turned onto the street where both his parents and her family lived.

Sansa could tell he was trying not to grin when said, "Well, I just figure I'll tell him you had an affair with your professor if he tries."

Sansa's jaw dropped and he laughed. "Nice, Jon, real nice. You would throw your girlfriend under the bus like that?"

"I have been punched by Robb before, Sansa. It's not something I care to repeat."

She sighed. "Well, I kind of don't want my parents to know about Jaime."

"I'm teasing, San. I'm not actually going to tell anyone about that."

She beamed at him and then leaned over and kissed his cheek. "You are bestest boyfriend ever."

"Ah, so I'm no longer the anti-Christ after I woke you up this morning."

"You know I'm not a morning person."

"That is a gross understatement."

The day before their three-day road trip home Sansa and Jon had purchased a moving van for all their things. There was no way all their stuff was going to fit into Jon's car. Jon had done his research to find the cheapest company until Sansa had gotten tired of waiting for him to take her out to dinner and had taken his laptop from him and clicked on the one he'd had up on the page.

"You're just lucky that was the cheapest one," he told her after.

"No, Jon, you're lucky I didn't go Dawn of the Dead on your ass because I am starving right now and you look like you have a succulent neck," she'd retorted.

He'd taken her out to eat immediately after that.

No one at home batted an eye that Jon was driving them home. No doubt they figured they'd be getting separate rooms or at least Jon would sleep on a cot or a couch.

No dice.

Jon and Sansa christened almost every hotel room they stayed in. The first one they'd stopped at, they'd both passed right out after getting an early start that morning. But after that? Game on.

Sansa was actually sad that their road trip was coming to an end. She had only wanted to shoot him a couple of times and so marked that as a success. She'd gotten through those moments by texting Margaery, who reminded her how much trouble she could actually get into if she shot him. However, from what she could tell, it had been the same for Jon – he didn't like it when she'd demonstrated how she could drive with her knees. Nor did he like it when she'd been looking for a song on her iPod while driving.

Now they were home and while Sansa was looking forward to seeing her family and having the summer off, she was not looking forward to having to find places for her and Jon to make out. There was nothing like the freedom of living away from home.

Plus, Sansa had a feeling the both of them were going to be put to work. Jon would probably help his Dad made bookcases and cabinets and other custom-made furniture while Sansa was going to have to work at her father's firm answering phones. That was fine though. She needed the money, and so did Jon.

Jon pulled into the Stark family driveway and parked. He looked at her as he undid his seatbelt. "Ready?"

She nodded as she undid her seatbelt as well. "One last kiss?"

He leaned over. "Not the last kiss," he murmured. "The first kiss home. The first of many."

"You are such a sap," she said with a little laugh. "I love it."

He grinned and captured her lips for a deeper kiss than she'd expected.

"Jon, why the fuck are you kissing my sister?"

Both Jon and Sansa looked over to see Robb heading towards them from the house.

"Maybe you could tell him that thing about how all those years of us being friends was just foreplay," Sansa said.

"Sansa, please don't help," Jon said and climbed out of the car.

Sansa leapt out of the car and the Stark family filed out of the house behind Robb.

"What's this about Jon kissing Sansa?" she heard her mother say.

Robb, meanwhile was getting in Jon's face. Sansa, desperate to take the heat off Jon exclaimed, "I declared my major to music! I had my first performance and sang on stage!"

They all stopped and looked at her.

"WHAT?" was essentially the question du jour.

It did get the heat off Jon though. He shot her a grateful look and Sansa winked at him. It also bought her enough time to job over to Jon's side and become a human shield against Robb.

Yup. They were home.

xxxxxx

Later that evening, after a big dinner in which the Starks had Jon and his parents over for Jon and Sansa's return home, the couple went for a walk down their street.

Jon pulled Sansa in close and wrapped an arm around her. He kissed her temple. "So, that went well."

She laughed. "If by well you mean Robb didn't punch you, then yes."

"But your Mom was accepting of the fact that you declared your major to music."

"Yeah, but I think my Dad is going to try and convince me to change it to law this summer."

"He has his work cut out for him."

Sansa grinned. "That is true."

"I was thinking before we have to start working next week that I could come over after everyone leaves for the day…"

"Jon Snow, are you planning to sex me up in the very bedroom I grew up in?"

Jon grinned. "Yep. Any objections?"

"Nope. I'll make sure all my stuffed animals are turned around. I don't want you to have performance anxiety."

Jon tickled her then and Sansa collapsed into giggles. Jon stopped tickling her and just held her in his arms. He looked down at her, his heart filled with so much love for her he thought it might burst. He leaned in and gave her an Eskimo kiss and he felt her melt in his arms. She lifted her head and kissed him sweetly. "I love you, Jon Snow."

He kissed her again. "And I love you, Sansa Stark."

Then Arya rode by on her bike and told them to get a room and Jon and Sansa split apart with a sigh and continued their walk.

THE END

I hope you enjoyed my first ever Jon x Sansa fic! I have more on A03 if anyone is interested.