Jon & Daenerys - Forbidden Love

The Beginning of the End - Part 1

The sound of falling buildings vibrate through Jon snow's eardrums as he runs frantically through kings landing, dodging falling glass and the swords of the Dead as they lunge their way toward all the soldiers from the Lannister and Starks forces combined while flames burst and sizzle from every direction. It was only a couple of days ago that the night king had decided to raid Winterfell, kings landing and all of westerns. Everyone was forced to evacuate to an island far away from where the dead could possibly reach. Jon had been trying to keep Daenerys safe as she was developing further and further into her pregnancy. He had been fighting for the last 2 days and believe it or not with the help from Jaimie Lannister. With majority of the people in westeros dead, Jon began wondered if there was ever truly a way for them to win this war. Jaime exhaustively dodges a sword just in time as he, Brienne, Gendry, Podrick and Bronn all sprint towards Jon.

"Jon! Their coming from every direction, I'm not sure there's much we can do!" Jaime yells over the noise of screaming people and falling buildings. Brienne runs out of a sizzling building with a little blonde girl screaming.

"Found her huddled in the corner, her mother's one of them, your grace" Brienne says to Jon. He and Jaimie widen their eyes.

"Seven Hells..." Jaime panics as he looks at Jon. "Where do we take her?"

Jon thinks hard as they hide under a broken wall from one of the houses that the night king had knocked over with Drogon. It was not long ago that the night king had decided to replace his dragon with a more efficient one...Daenerys was riding Drogon at the time and she was lucky  to be close enough to the water to fall safely into. It only had been about a week a part that she had lost her two remaining dragons.

"Yara and Theon are not due to arrive for another 3 hours.... What about the boat you came in?" He shouts to Jaimie over the noise. "Can you make it back?"

"I don't know, I can't see fucking shit in this darkness!" Bronn yells while huddling close to the child to keep her away from the smoke and flames.

"It's your best chance, there's nowhere else you can go" Jon says. Jaimie nods.

"But your grace...What about you?" Gendry asks. Jon doesn't answer and just looks at the ground.

"I need to protect what's left...a King does not flee" he says and they all give him a saddened look in understanding.

"We understand...any word of Queen Daenerys?" Brienne worriedly asks and to this, Jon's heart beat begins to unsteadily leap from his chest.

"She's safe.... she's with Missande, Greyworm, Arya and Tyrion protecting her" he answers but can't help a set of worry and anxiety slip through his face. Gendry rises his head suddenly from the ground in mention of Arya. He knew she was safe and had made sure that he had left before she could insist that he not go...he knew she could take care of herself...she was eighteen after all, but he worried for her. He loved her...sadly he knew he may never get the chance to tell her that. 

"Hey..." Jaimie says and lays his hand on Jon's shoulder tightly. "I'm sure she'll be fine, she'll have the baby and no harm will come, she's in good hands with my brother"

"Thanks Jaimie...I appreciate everything you have done for us. Be careful too" Jon says and gives one last sad smile. Brienne smiles warmly at Jaime for all his kindness that he has repaid towards the Starks. He returns Brienne's smile and latches his hand firmly around hers. They all wait for an opening.

"It's now or never!" Jon yells. "Go now!"

The group run out of sight with the child and Jon makes a run for it towards the castle. With each step he takes while running he remembers everyone he cared about who have died at the hands of these monsters. His brother Bran at the hands of the night king, ripped his heart right from his chest. Tormund, Sandor Clegane, Sam, Ser David...Sansa...all gone and he wasn't there to protect them and he hated himself for it. It was no use thinking about it now. At least one good thing had happened. Arya, Daenerys and the baby were safe...he hopes with all his heart. While running down the corridors, He clears through the dead, plunging his sword into their heads and cutting off their body parts as he manages to clear the outside of the quarter half of the castle. Jon falls against the wall in exhaustion as his vision begins to blur. He struggles to control the overly quick and deep breaths escaping from his lungs over and over again. Most of the candles in the castle are fading as the light dims, decreasing his inability to see ahead. He quickly runs down the corridor, looking for more of the dead but accidentally runs right into something then quickly steps back, holding longclaw out ready to swing.

"Wait, wait, wait your grace!" A voice screams in panic. Jon opens his eyes to see Grey worm huddling on the ground with his arm outward with cuts on his cheek and blood scattered all over his body, panting frantically like he had been running miles and miles.

"Grey worm! What's wrong, I'm sorry, are you alright!?" He yells while gripping the young man's armour, lifting him from the ground.

"Yes, your grace, I mean no your grace, its's, It's...it's Daenerys, she's-"

At the mention of his wife, all exhaustion from his body and mind suddenly turnes into automatic aggression and energy. He blinks several times before turning his gaze to Greyworm, tilting his head towards him. 'Perhaps she had the baby' Jon thinks to himself.

"Daenerys? What do you mean? Is she alright?"

"No, your grace, she's in a room with Missandie and Tyrion beside her, they told me to-"

"Here!?"

"Yes, I-"

"WHERE!?" Jon screams frantically.

"Near the throne room, she-"

"WHY IS SHE HERE?!" Jon shouts anxiously and begins to run in the direction of the throne room with Greyworm following behind him. 'Why is she here? I told her to stay behind, I told her! It's too dangerous!' He wanted to scream, he wanted to so badly cry himself silly, he wanted to desperately wake from this terrible nightmare. All anxiety and fear within himself had increased by tenfold as he didn't have just himself to worry about but the life of Daenerys and his child. He plunges his sword into the dead that are in his way before rushing to the stone door in front of him. He slams all his weight against it, harder and harder but Jon finds himself unable to open the barrier between himself and Daenerys. 

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Author's Note:

Hey guys hope you like part 1 and sorry it took so long! I'll be making other little stories to explain what happened before this (I'll even possibly add in a wedding ) but that'll be after I finish this one. Sorry if it's not too good. I'm struggling with a case of writers block and it's not good either that I have my final exams next week but I really wanted to get something written for you guys. My apologies for lazy writing, I'll make sure to go back and edit it a bit after my exams. 

Alyssa.