Show Them How it Feels to Lose What They Love, Jon...

A Hostage in Winterfell

It has been two days, the atmosphere between Robb and Jon was tense. Jon would refuse to talk to Robb and he would spend time with Theon more. Robb had not been given a chance to talk to him.

"You know Theon, I never thought that I would feel like a prisoner in Winterfell." Jon told him as Theon entered his room.

"Robb loves you," Theon said walking over to Blane's crib. "he wants you close to him."

"Doesn't he know it's too late for that?" Jon said siting on his bed looking at Theon while Ghost's head was on his lap. "He's married to that girl and has a son with her."

"Jon, his father died and Sansa is still at King's Landing while were are safe." Theon said geting hold of Blane as Robb and Gray Wind walked in to see them talking. "He just wants to make sure you are safe. He doesn't believe that Dreadfort is safe for you."

"Theon, his death and Sansa being held captive doesn't give him the right to keep me here." Jon said as Robb heard him as he stood by the door. Ghost turned to look at the two intruders. "Robb should know that I have lived at Dreadfort for three years and in those years I have managed to live in the worst environment."

"You may have the Bolton's heir but that doesn't mean Dreadfort's house hold will accept you with open arms." looking at the baby in his arms. Ghost jumped of the bed and walked over to the door to meet his brother.

"Funy how things turn out, I was never Ned Stark's son but I felt devastated when I knew died." Jon said quietly not noticing Robb by the open door. "I'm Jon Snow and Visenya II Targaryen. Who do you think the people are going to call me?"

"You will always be Jon." Robb said as their direwolfs were greeting each other.

"How long have you been there?" Jon questioned as stood he up.

"Not long." Robb said.

"Then leave." Jon said looking at Robb.

"I came here to take you to court about Dreadfort and Bolton." Robb said looking cruly at him. "Bring the Bolton Baby with you."

No words were said as Jon took Blane from Theon's hands. Jon remembered that today was his name day. He said nothing to Robb or Theon as they left to Robb's meeting roon. Ghost and Gray Wind followed them.

As they entered the room Jon noticed Lord Edmure, his wife, Talisa, Catelyn. "Quite an audience." Jon said sarcastically to everyone in the room. "Lady Roslin, how's you father? What happend to Lord Olyvar? I haven't seen him since his visit to Dreadfort."

Robb and Catelyn had stared at Jon like he just killed a baby. "My father and Olyvar are dead, my lord." she said sadly and quietly bowing her head.

"Oh... they were murdered." Jon said looking at her. "I'm sorry to hear that, Olyvar seemed like an honourable man. He once protected me from my husband once."

"Thank you for your kind words, Lord Bolton." Roslin said not expecting Jon's words.

"Lets get this started." Robb said as he sat on his chair. "Why do you want to go to Dreadfort?"

"I want to live with my son at Dreadfort in peace." Jon said.

"Who are you going to support in this war?" Lord Edmure asked.

"I will suport no one." Jon replied. "Not even my own families, Targaryen or Stark."

"Then we can't alow you to leave." Catelyn said. "How can we be sure you are not helping the Targaryens, Visenya?"

"I wish not to be called that." Jon said looking at Catelyn. "I have no communication with them and I have just learned about my true parents."

"Jon, why will you not be on anyones side?" Robb stressed his name.

"Lannister, Baratheon, Stark, Tyrell, Frey, Tully, Arryn, Bolton, Martell, they're all just spokes on a wheel." Jon said holding Blane as he stood in the middle of Robb's conference room. "This one's on top and that one's on top and on and on it spins," Jon looked at his son "crushing those on the ground." Jon said looking at Talisa and Robb. "I wish to not be a part of the wheel."

"You can't say that!" Jon angryly looked at Catelyn as she yelled at him. "You are our hostage!"

"When was I your hostage? Robb Stark has kept me here not you." Jon said looking at her with pure hate. " I hate you more than life itself! I would rather die than be your hostage."

"Enough of Jon." Robb said earning him a glare from Jon.

"I wish to leave." Jon said. "To leave Winterfell and let you fight a war against the Lannisters and Targaryens for an Iorn Throne. A throne that is worth nothing compared to what you will lose."

Everyone was quiet for a few minutes looking at Robb, who looked like he was going to explode. "Then leave!.." Robb snaped anger raising as he stood from his chair. "Leave with your Bolton Bastard!"

"I would have had your bastard if it weren't for your mother." Jon said as he left the room confirming Ramsay's words right.

-Somewhere-

A green dragon was flying through the sky heading to the north. He wanted to find a new mother. His old mother had locked his brothers up. He knew that finding the person was going to be hard but he could feel him or her from far away. Before he had come to this strange land he had flown through the ocean. The dragon wanted to find a mother that would not lock him up.

He looked down to earth and saw a caste. The castle had a flag that had a direwolf head on it. The dragon could tell that his mother was inside the castle. He saw a man walk out of said castle. He want to the ground and looked at the man carefully and noticed he had a baby in his arms. The man looked at the dragon as he prospectively held the baby. The dragon steped foward as the man steped back.

The dragon looked at him as the door opened revealing more humans. They stoped in their traks and also looked at the dragon infront of the man befor him. The dragon didn't attack them.