Game of Thrones - Season 8 / New Future

Joy and Sorrow

WINTERFELL

The war ended and the first rises of the sun were warmer than a day earlier. Winter has arrived and it has gone. They defeated it. They defeated the Night King and the army of the dead. Together. All of them together. Everyone needed in that bloody fight. And that bloody fight had many losses. The ones who were hiding in the crypts came out to the light and there were many dead bodies around. Acquaintances and strangers. Northern people and some other people from the other side of the world. They all were fighting for the living until their last breath. Family members and friends are blown out they last breathe to save the others. Tyrion walked around them, with Sansa by his side. Suddenly someone ran past them, she almost pushed Sansa up, but she did not even notice. They only could see how she was jumping to the neck of the captain of the unsullied and they kissed each other. Tyrion smiled a bit. So Grey Worm survived. He was a real survivor. He was in the mainline, but he managed to stay alive. Missandei did not care about anything anywhere. She was just kissing her love with all her heart, just as Gilly who was not too far from them. 

"You alive" she was caressing her lover's face and she cried in her happiness. "I ... I was so afraid," she muttered those words.
"Where's..." Samwell looked around.
"Still down at the crypts. With the other children. We were not sure... it is safe or not." Gilly answered but she was still crying. 
"Shh. Everything is okay." Sam pulled her close to his embrace. "Everything is going to be okay." he was holding his love in his arms meanwhile his gaze wandering through the place. He saw many similar faces who died. There were friends of him there who died. A tear rolled down his face.

Ser Davos - after he saw the death of the Red Woman - felt some guilt. She came back when she was needed, and she helped them. She made fire. Real fire with her own hands. Maybe she used too much power and that is why she had to die. He wanted her to pay for all her sins and she did. She sacrificed her life for the human realm. He can't be mad at her.... he can't hate her anymore. He walked around and saw the happy faces. The reunions of lovers and friends. He needed to smile a bit. They had great losses but they won and many survived in the end. More survived the war than they hoped. 
"Samwell!" a woman's voice disturbed the hugs and happiness. Arya was searching for him and yelled his name "Samwell Tarly!" she looked around and when he heard his name he let Gilly away and stepped closer to the young woman.
"Arya" Sansa spotted her sister too and immediately run to her, and before she could say anything she just hugged her little sister. Instead of hugging her back, she pushed her away after a moment and that was the minute when Sansa noticed the tears in her eyes.
"What happened? Is it Bran?" Sansa was scared for a moment. Arya shook her head and her gaze went to the bit overweight and disheveled man. She looked scared and worried. 
"Arya." Sansa tried to pull out some words from her sister but she stepped to Sam immediately.
"You have to come with me. He needs your help," she told him and staring at his face.
"Who?" Sam frowned. 
"Jon." Arya lowered his head and before anyone could see the tears in her eyes she turned her back at them and hurried back towards the room, where they brought Jon after his injuries. 
"What?" Sansa's eyes rounded and they all followed the younger Stark sister inside. Missandei and Grey Worm too. They saw the scene. 
"Where is the Queen?" Missandei looked around and she started to worry about Daenerys.

When they arrived at the room they saw Jon laying on the bed. Unconsciously. He was half-naked, and he had several fresh and deep wounds in his body. The master was already there in the room and he mixed some ingredients and someone else was there too. The silver-blonde Queen was squeezing his hand and she was crying. She was whispering to him continuously, barely understandable. 
"She said... you can save him." Arya swallowed and told Sam but she did not stay there. She needed to escape. She did not want anyone to see her weakness. 
"Jon" Sam whispered his name and stepped inside the room. Dany heard his voice and slowly turned her head to him, wiped the tears away from her cheek quickly. "What..."
"He wanted to save us. He wanted to kill the Night King." Dany swallowed "I warned him. I warned him not to do it." she shook her head and no matter how hard she fought with her tears, she couldn't keep those back. "Help him, please" she begged Sam. He raised his eyes to the Master, but he shook his head resignedly and continued with the herbals. 
"I am afraid I..." Sam felt how his voice was trembling, and that minute Dany stood up and turned to him.
"If anyone can save him, it is you." she looked into his eyes. The strong Queen disappeared. She was so lost and worried, and weak. "When everyone thought that there's no hope for Ser Jorah, you.. you saved him. You found the cure. You have to save Jon too. Please." she stepped closer. 
"That is different" Sam hated to say that.
"Samwell please" Dany grabbed his arm and she continued begging him. "I can't lose him. We ... we can't lose him. The world needs him. Please" she was broken and cried. She needed Jon. She needed his embrace. His arms were around her but he was lying there and barely breathing. "Samwell please," Dany asked him again and Sam turned backward above his shoulders to the others. Missandei and Gilly immediately stepped forward to Daenerys. 
"You should have some rest, my Queen." Missandei placed her arms around her. 
"No. I am not going anywhere."
"Sam is going to take care of him," Gilly answered. "But I know him. He needs to stay alone with him, and he'll find a way." she tried to reassure Daenerys. She couldn't even imagine what she felt at that moment. "You have to rest. Come." she tried to pull her out of the room and she had no strength to resist. She turned her face back to Jon and she blamed herself. She should have stopped him to do that.