my once sane heart cicero x listener

thanks DANA!

"Ughhh do I have to get up Dana?!" I say groggy with my sliver hair in my face

"Yes, just cause your hair is grey like my grandma's doesn't mean your that old."

"Fiiine, when do we head to skyrim?"

"In a hour, so get up"

"But I have to stop by Cicero's house before then..."

"That was seven years ago Jane..you have to let him go" she says calming

"I know...it's just hard, maybe going to skyrim is good for me"

"Yeah..anyway go get everything ready and say goodbye to people"

I get up and get everything together then make my way to my mom's house. I walk up the steps knock.

"Hey sweetie! Is it time already?"

"Yes ma'am. And I wanted to tell you goodbye"

"Of course sweetie...your father would be so proud" she says sadly

"I'll search for him. And dead or alive I'll find him"

"Lets pray it'll be alive, anyway change of subject..do you want a pie before you go?"

"Sure"

We talk and chat over pie and plan the routes that my dad could've went off to. Then the time comes that I have to say goodbye

"Bye mama, I love you"

"I love you, be careful now"

"Of course...I'll find dad" we look at each other and go our separate ways 

Then I walk a couple blocks away from my moms house and turn around and face the house Cicero used to live in...I walk inside and walk around remembering then a knock comes to the door. Dana...

"Hey it's time to go"

"K"

We leave out the gates and get on our horses.

On the border

"Ughhh how much longer?" I whine

"We're on the border stop whining"

"Fine...did you hear that?"

"It's probably a deer or rabbit"

"No it sounds like talking..."

We stay quite for a few minutes until someone grabs me from behind

"Dana!"

"Hey let go of my friend!"

"Sorry girlie but the captain needs all the stormcloks I can get"

"Storm wha-" she then gets grabbed

"Get 'em to the wagon"

We get taken to a wagon with people in blue armour

"They got you guys too aye?" A orc girl says shaking her head

"Do I know you?"

"No but I can tell by your clothes that you aren't a storm-person.."

"well any idea where we are going?" Dana asks

"By what Blondie in the cart over there says 'end of the line'..."

I look at the other cart to see a dark elf, a blond nord, and another blonde nord but gagged. But the other guy I couldn't tell. The elf had shoulder length hair that was as black as her armour and piercings with red war paint that went from her eyes to her neck.