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Please don't be afraid of me...

Arya

She had not seen Jon since had been back or after he talked to Bran but she could tell there was something plaguing his mind, he was a lot more sullen than usual and she could see the sadness in his eyes every time he looked over to the Dragon Queen herself, she knew what was causing his sadness but she didn't see why he would not just get over it and marry her even if he was his aunt. As soon as Daenerys walked in Arya couldn't help but notice that her eyes were puffy and red most likely from crying, which gave her even more information to believe that Jon had tole Daenerys the truth and broken things off between them. Arya was impressed by this Drogon queen, she was strong and didn't stray away from her responsibilities to the north even after what happened she kept a stoic expression in dealing with the northerners and made Arya respect her even more.

Once the meeting was adjourned she watched Daenerys walk out of the hall not even looking back at Jon who watched her leave with a sad expression. Arya know he loved her, he could tell by the way he looked at her when they first arrived, she had to talk to him. She went to follow Daenerys but stopped in her tracks when she noticed a familiar face, she thought she would never see again. He was more muscular than the last time she saw him but he still had his piercing blue eyes and dark black hair, though it was shorter than before.

He must have seen her too because he walked towards her with a wide grin on his face, she really wanted to slap it off his face. He stood in front of her and she couldn't help but jump into his arms wrapping her arms around his neck. "I thought I would never see you again." She said into his neck, he squeezed her tighter.

"I've missed you Arry" He whispered, she frowned and moved out of his embrace to stand in front of him.

"Don't call me that, It's Arya." She said, he chuckled at the aggressiveness in her voice. She punched and scowled at him. He grabbed his arm in pain and gave her a pained look. "Don't laugh at me, you idiot." A huge smile appeared on his face and she couldn't help but smile back at him.

"You haven't changed, have you. Though you actually look like a girl now and a pretty one at that." Did he just call her pretty, she thought. She didn't know if she wanted to punch him or tell him how handsome he was. The only way she could stop her checks from burning bright red was to frown at him, she didn't know why he got such a reaction out of her. "I am happy you made it home." He said softly.

"Aye, me too but it was a long and painful road to get here." An understanding was written on his face. "How did you get away from the red witch?" She was curious she had believed he was dead.

"It was Ser Davos actually, your brother's hand, he set me free and I went back to kings landing only to be visited by Ser Davos. He told me about the war and so I'm here." He said simply, she was happy to hear that he had made it out of the red women grasp safely though she was still going to have to kill her if she saw her again. "What about you?" He asked.

"I traveled to Braavos to train and when I realized who I was I came home." She left out some of the tales as she didn't want him to look at her differently the way Sansa had changed her perception of her put her off telling anyone about her training as a faceless man.

"Arya!" She heard from behind Gendy she looked behind him and saw Sansa coming towards them but she seemed a little suspicious of Gendy and eyes him. "Who is this?" She asked.

"This is Gendry, we traveled together with the nights watch recruits." Sansa raised an eyebrow at her seemingly picking up the tone of her voice when she told her who he was.

Gendry looked between them, "I have to go help with the dragonglass." He said as he turned to Sansa and nodded. "Mi'lady" He muttered then left. Arya was happy to see him again but was a little annoyed by the fact that Sansa had ruined it. So she looked at her then stormed off leaving her with a bemused expression on her face.

Jon

As soon as he made sure that Daenerys was asleep and safe under Ghost's protection Jon left he chambers in search of Daario. Fire ran through his veins at the thought of what he had said to Daenerys, Jon didn't know what would do to him once he found him but his anger scared himself. He walked to the courtyard and saw Daario standing there. Jon saw red and rushed towards him, Daario turned to him but he was too late Jon grabbed him by his neck and lifted him pinning him into the stone wall. "You will leave here right now and never come back. You will not go anywhere near Daenerys. If you so much as look in her direction of speck her name I will kill you. Do you understand?" He growled. Daario looked shocked and afraid that didn't respond to Jon. "I said, Do you understand?!" He squeezed his neck to emphasize his words.

"I understand." Daario choked. Jon dropped him to the floor and turned away from him to make his way back to Dany's chamber. He heard Daario shuffle behind him then felt a sharp pain in his leg, he looked down to see a dagger sticking out of his leg. He turned back to Daario who was still on the floor but was steadily getting up with a massive grin on his face. "Who do you think you are bastard?" Daario asked his fear had disappeared.

Jon watched him take out his curved sword. "You don't want to do this. Leave with your life because I will not show you mercy a second time." Jon said as he unseethed Longclaw and bent down and ripped out the dagger out of his thigh, he growled at the pain but tossed the dagger to the floor and set his sights back on the man in front of him.

Daario ruched forward and Jon quickly sidestepped, dodging Daario curved sword. Jon wanted to end the fight quickly so he rushed forward and began to attack Daario, Longclaw denting the curved sword. Daario stepped back and Jon rushed at him again and quickly deflected Daario sword spearing his own forward and running it through the sellswords gut. Jon held him there as Daario shook and coffed up blood, Jon leaned forward so he could whisper into his ear. "I am not a bastard. I am Aegon Targaryen of House's Targaryen and Stark." He moved back to look at his face and he saw his eyes were wide in shock. Jon pulled his sword from Daario's stomach and watched as his lifeless body fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his limp body.

"Jon" He heard a soft voice say behind him. He turned to see Daenerys standing there in shock, she watched as she looked from Daario's body to Jon her eyes wide and watering. His sensing had just taken in what he had done and he felt ashamed of himself, he looked down at the body then back to Daenerys.

Jon's expression soften and he felt guilt rise up inside him in realization of what he had done, he stepped forward and reached out his hand toward her. "Daenerys" She flinched as he tried to grab her arm and it hurt him. It was ten times worse than being stabbed with cold blades and he couldn't help but wince. He had never meant for her to see him this way he hated what he became when he was angry and he hated taken another's life but reviling the monster inside of him to Daenerys was the last thing he wanted to do.

"What have you done?" She looked down to his sword which was stained red from Daario's blood. He tried to step towards her but he winced in pain and remembered the womb on his leg and fell to his knees, his legs preventing him from closing the distance between them. Danerys rushed towards him kneeling in front of him, her beautiful violet eyes full of concern and worry but he didn't care, he just wanted to show her that he would never hurt her.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me, I was so angry at the way he treated you so I came out here to tell him to leave but he stabbed me then took out his sword. Please don't be afraid of me, I would never hurt you, please know that." He was trying to reassure her that he would not hurt her, he didn't even care about the pain in his leg, he only cared about whether she belived him or not. "Dany." He tried to move towards her but the pain in his leg stopped him.

"Are you okay?" She asked, her hands coming to his face and turning it so she could look right into his eyes. "I know you would never hurt me, Jon. I'm sorry." He smiled at her and she smiled back, he felt himself growing weak, his eyes going blurring he couldn't keep his body upright and feel to the ground, he heard the muffled sound of Dany's voice calling his name. He wanted to answer her and tell her he was fine but he couldn't get the word our he could only watch as she panicked above him, tears falling from her eyes, eyebrows knitted together. "Dany" He passed out.