**How I imagine Jon and Arya's reunion**
JON found himself in the middle of the great battle of thrones where self proclaim kings and queens fighting with each other, claiming the infamous Iron Throne for themselves. Some are fighting for people and for power; others are fighting for their freedom and loyalty, others for gold and glory. You can also find few people seeking revenge. The sky was red and full of flying arrows and fire breathing dragons, the land of snow are now carpeted with blood, Knights and soldier marching and fighting, eager to kill each other. Giants and beast direwolves running around. All you can hear are the sounds of clattering swords and armor, ear piercing screams of dying creatures, frightening roar of dragons as they burn everything, and howling of beast direwolves as they lunges to tear the flesh of their enemy.
If you ask Jon he'll say this is the glimpse of hell.
Jon run towards the Wolfswood because he saw Nymeria and her pack running inside the wood so he absent-mindedly follow the direwolves. He know Nymeria was reunited with Arya and is now following his sister's order. The closest way to find Arya is through her direwolf. He entered the woods and a Lanister soldier immediately greet him by throwing a dagger towards his direction. Luckily, he anticipated the move giving him a chance to avoid the flying dagger. He unsheathe Longclaw and lunges to the enemy, hitting it directly to the heart, blood spluttering out of the dying soldier, showering Jon's face. He wipe his messy face with the sleeve of his tunic and decided to follow the noise of clattering swords.
He stop dead on his track when he saw her. There she is, surrounded with a handful of soldiers, each ready to lunge at her anytime. But he saw no fear in her grey eyes, it is in fact void of any emotions. So much has changed but Jon can still recognized her face especially her once expressive dark grey eyes. Jon is certain the girl is his sister. His Arya.
So he scream her name with all of his energy. "Arya!" He saw her stiffen but she didn't make any effort of informing him if she heard his cry. Instead, she expertly move to dodges the enemy's attack, swiftly swinging Needle in the air and hitting enemies left and right. She's so good, maybe even better than Jon, but there are too many of them attacking her, she's still struggling even with the help of Nymeria and her pack.
Jon's eyes widened when one soldier almost hit Arya in the back, fortunately Nymeria manage to rescue her by ripping its arm off his body. "Arya!" Jon run towards her, attacking every enemy in his way. Fuck off! Jon scream inside his head, slashing a Lanister soldier in his way. He need to see Arya. She's finally in front of his very own eyes. Jon need to see her, he need to touch her, to secure her. He know he will kill every barriers, every man and soldier that stopping his reunion with his Arya. One soldier manage to graze Jon's arm but he returned the favor by slashing his head off. He turn around, his head wanted to explode because the soldiers seems multiplying and he's been killing them off for forever. He clench his jaw, adrenaline running in his blood and he keep jumping and dodging enemies sword and flying arrows.
After some time; Jon look around panting like a dog, face covered with sweat and blood, the soldiers are gone and only two of them left standing. He saw her wiping Needle with the dead man's tunic before putting it back to its sheath strapped on her waist. She maybe felt eyes watching her every move so she look up. Jon's world stop spinning when she locked eyes with him.
"Arya," he heard himself say. Jon saw her flinch but she remain stay still, looking up at him with unreadable expression and blank eyes. "Arya!" Jon scream his lungs out, hoping to erupt any kind of emotion from her. Anything that would prove that the girl standing few meters away from him was really his sister.
Then he saw her move, Arya blink couple of times before running towards her brother with unshed tears in her eyes. Unable to wait any longer, Jon run and met her halfway. He open his arms and she jump at him, hiding her face on the crook of his neck. He put his arms around her body, holding her tightly, afraid to lose her again.
"I can't believe that you're here," he whisper in a hoarse voice. He felt her nod in his neck but refuse to say anything. Arya's body is trembling and she's holding Jon tightly. They remain like that for what Jon feels like forever and he wouldn't dare to let go if he have any other choice, but they eventually need to separate and face the war that still happening outside the woods. Jon wanted to escape with her but he has other responsibilities.
He wipe the tears that now manage to flow freely on her face. "Don't leave me again, Arya. I won't let you."
"I won't. I promise." Arya said looking directly in his grey eyes with arms still wrapped around his neck.
Jon smile and mess her hair, a familiar act that he thought he could only do in his dreams. Arya's face flushed just like when she was still a kid and Jon would mess her hair. She broke into a wide grin. Jon laugh and kiss her forehead.
Finally, after a long time they both feel like they're at home.
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AN: just wanna say I ship Arya and Jon so hard, if that's not too obvious.
it's almost 3:00 am here and there's so many ideas running inside my head but I really need to sleep ... *sigh*
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