At Winterfell 5 months ago.

''You can't expect me to kill my dragon!'' Jon growled out in anger. He was furious at Sansa for thinking he would ever kill Rhaegar. Jon had been tolerant despite Sansas behavior and her betrayal but he was done. She crossed the lone by saying he had to get rid of the dragon.

Sansa looked with an annoyed face at Jon. She didn't agree with him and wasn't about to let it go. ''It's safer for the North!'' she said with a serious tone in her voice. She had seen with her own eyes what dragons had done to Kings Landing. She wasn't about to let any other dragon do that to the North. It was her responsibility to let the North be a safe and stable independent kingdom.

''Is that all you care about?'' Jon spat out. He looked with disgust at his sister. He did care for her a lot, but he couldn't understand why she was so persistent in getting rid of Rhaegar.

''What did you just say?'' Sansa said shocked. She looked hurt at Jon. The last thing she expected was for him to disobey. Especially since she and Bran saved his life when he was about to get executed for killing the dragon Queen.

''You do realize you are talking to your Queen, right?'' Sansa asked.

Jon looked up and faced Sansa before answering her with complete honesty ''The way I see it is that you're not my queen. No one is. I live beyond the wall where your rules don't apply. So whether you want to get rid of Rhaegar or not, is not really your decision to make until he crosses the wall. As long as he stays North you or Bran can't lay a finger on him'' Jon said with a smirk, realizing the benefits of being exiled to live beyond the wall.

Sansa didn't know how to react to Jon because she knew he was right. ''The minute he crosses the border he'll be killed'' Sansa said warning Jon.

Jon looked away because he was trying to control his anger. He never wanted to fight with Sansa but ever since she told Tyrion about his true parentage behind his back he felt betrayed by her. ''You know, sister. I've been trying to stay calm, but this is crazy. You can't just ask me to kill an innocent creature that hasn't hurt anyone. He's not going to burn down any cities because I'll be his rider.''

''It appears your Targaryen side really evolved since the last time I saw you'' Sansa said. Noticing the change in Jons behavior. She didn't like it but it wasn't up to her to control it. By sending Jon to the wall they had already dealt with the threat linked to his parentage. Him, being the true heir to the Iron Throne.

''I'm done here. I'm going home'' Jon said before turning around to leave Sansa behind, while taking Rhaegar back with him. He didn't respond to Sansa. He was done and he just wanted to get his dragon safely beyond the wall.

…

5 months ago, at Dragonstone.

Daenerys and the unsullied had been sailing for about a month until they finally arrived at Dragonstone. Daenerys felt nervous about returning to the place where a lot had happened. This place connected her with a lot of happy memories but also with sad ones. It was the place where she had met Jon. She remembered it well. He walked into the throne room with his advisor, Ser Davos.

Something about him was special and she felt it right away. What really caught her attention was the fact that Ser Davos told in a rush about how Jon took a knife in the heart for his people. Daenerys never knew what he meant with that until he saw his scars. That was all the proof she needed. But now, she carried the same proof with her. A scar left behind from the place where Jon had stabbed her right in the heart. The wound never really properly healed and Daenerys saw the irony in that. Because ever since she was brought back she felt like she hadn't either.

The past was hunting her and she knew it all to well. Ever since the meeting with Jon at Dragonstone after her resurrection she felt unsure about her past. She realized that she had been wrong about a lot. She knew it was something she would carry with her forever.

She didn't want to be queen of the ashes anymore. She wanted to rise from them and make the world a better place, without the violence. Just like a phoenix, dying when it's time, but coming back from its own ashes, living a whole new life.

Daenerys was pulled back to reality when Greyworm approached her to let her know they were ready to go to land. Daenerys nodded at Greyworm. But before she followed him she looked up to the sky and saw Drogon flying above the fleet. It made her happy to see that he was okay.

Daenerys was brought to shore by the rowing boats. They finally reached the beach about 15 minutes later. She got out and set her first steps onto the sand, just like she had done the first time she came to Westeros. But this time it felt completely different. This time it felt like a second chance in life, because she knew it was. She was giving a second chance to right her wrongs and fight for what was right.

Daenerys and the unsullied made way to the keep. They opened up the gates and made their way up to the stairs towards the throne room. It hadn't been that long since Daenerys had been there. The last time she was on Dragonstone was when she confronted Jon.

Daenerys' thoughts were interrupted by Greyworm ''Your grace, what do you want us to do?

'' he asked, awaiting orders.

Daenerys smiled at Greyworm ''Nothing, for now. Just rest for now. It's been a long journey'' she said reassuring.

''But what about taking back the city?'' Greyworm asked confused. He thought she wanted to attack right away.

''I can't take it back just yet. I need to have an overdue conversation with someone who thinks I'm dead'' Daenerys explained to Greyworm.

''Al right. My queen'' Greyworm said before nodding at Daenerys. He was about to leave when Daenerys said one more thing ''I am leaving tomorrow for Kings Landing. Don't send anyone after me. I need to do this alone.''

Greyworm turned around before nodding at Daenerys before leaving her behind in the throne room.

Daenerys felt relieved when she was alone. Being back here was a lot for her to take in. She had been thinking about Jon a lot the past month. She was shocked to see Jon in such a bad state. She knew it was not her concern to worry about it, but she still did. Even though she didn't want to. She paid the ultimate price for loving him. The price she didn't want to pay again.

…

Jon and Daenerys travelling to Kings Landing, present time.

''Let's stop for the night'' Daenerys suggested to Jon. She knew they all needed their space as much as they could get.

''Sure'' Jon said, sounding pretty distant. He was distracted by his thoughts and Daenerys noticed this. There was this awkward tension between them and she didn't know how to address it. They had been talking to each other, but not truly saying what they wanted to say.

Jon sat down on the ground clearly looking distracted. He was lost in his thoughts but Daenerys knew they had to break this ''icy tension'' because they needed to work together to fight Bran.

Daenerys sat down across from ''Jon? Can we talk?'' she asked.

Jon looked up to face her for a second and nodded at her.

Daenerys took a deep breath while she was trying to find the right words ''Why did you do it?'' she blurred out. She felt the emotion rising the moment she was thinking about the fact that he had killed her. Jon noticed this as well and looked away the moment he the hurt in her eyes again.

''I was afraid you were going to destroy half of Westeros'' Jon admitted. He didn't know what else to say to her. It wasn't like he could find the right excuse for killing her. She hadn't even had a trial, or a moment to say what happened. She died in a matter of seconds. In his hands.

Daenerys felt the tension rise in her body and tried to held back her tears. But it was no use. She felt her lips trembling, her heartbeat rising, and her breathing quickening. Her eyes were filled with tears, and they dripped down along side her cheeks.

Jon looked at Daenerys and saw her whole body shaking. He tried to hold himself together for her. Jon stood up from his place and sat down next to Daenerys. He put an arm her before pulling her in for a hug. It was the first time that Daenerys didn't fight his touch and she embraced the hug right away. She put down her head on his shoulders and let all her pain out.

''Why..? Just tell me please..?'' Daenerys mumbled between her tears. She wanted to know the reason that had driven Jon into killing her. She never fully understood his motives and that was killing her inside.

''Dany..'' Jon said with a raw emotion in his voice. He practically begged her to not talk about it. It killed him to know what she was going through. He never wanted to make her suffer. That was never Jons intention. But he knew things didn't turn out that way. Because here they were, together. In each other's arms, falling apart over the past.

''We should've stayed by that waterfall'' Jon admitted. He tried to keep himself together but it was no use. He let all of his pain in and let the tears flow as well.

Daenerys faced Jon and saw his tears as well. She reached for his cheek and wiped away a tear with her finger.

''We can always go back'' she whispered to him.

Jon chuckled for a second between his tears. Hearing this from here gave him hope for the first time in forever. Hope, that maybe he could move past all the pain and focus on a better future, with her in it.

Daenerys smiled back at him between her tears. This was the first time for her as well since six months that she felt some kind of happiness. She knew Jon and her had a lot to work out, more then they'd like to admit, but she knew this was a start.

Jon was about to say something else but was distracted by Daenerys' her scar he saw just above her robe. He looked away after a few seconds because he couldn't face it.

''I'll tell you what happened'' he said out of the blue. While trying to dry his tears.

This took Daenerys by surprise and she looked up at him. She calmed down as well and scooched over to sit next to Jon again.

Jon took a deep breath before he started talking ''After you burned down Kings Landing I confronted you about the innocent who were being slaughtered by the unsullied. You told me that no one would have a choose whether they should die or not. In that moment I was afraid you were going to kill everyone who would come on your path. I didn't want innocent people to die. I talked to Tyrion before and he said that I was the only to have a choice. And I choose to end your life. Because I thought, in that moment you would've destroyed everyone. But I was wrong. I knew that deep in my heart but I made the choice anyway. I knew I would have to live with that the rest of my life. But I knew that was my burden to bear. I would bear it if it meant that he Kingdoms would be safe. But now I realize I was just being manipulated. I was just a pone in his game, wasn't I?'' Jon asked.

Daenerys was shocked by Jons confession but relieved at the same. She had to know the truth in order to move past that. She knew, and had learned in the past six months that she had to become someone else in order to truly break the wheel forever. That started by killing Brandon Stark, who had warged into people to manipulate their minds for his benefit.