I chose you

Babies and Butterflies

Wow. Marge's statement resonated in her head. Time seemed to stop for a moment. Daenerys would have never in a million years guessed that was what she wanted to tell them. Jon seemed shocked as well. What was she supposed to say? Congratulations? That was meant for when somebody planned it, right? This didn't seem a planned thing, then again... was there any other option?

"Marge, that is great!!!!"

Marge stayed quiet.

Dany's face changed. "Is it not?" Of course not. She wouldn't be here crying with you if it was a great thing.

Some more tears went down Marge's cheeks. She shrugged. "I... have no idea".

Jon didn't know what to think. Why was Marge there telling them such a thing? "Why are you here?"

Dany turned to look at him telling him with her eyes the fool he was. "Oh for the gods, Jon! You are clueless sometimes..." Dany swallowed hard. She knew why Marge was there. It had to be. "It's Robb's".

"What?!"

"Am I right?" Dany said looking at Marge.

Marge nodded not saying a word.

Robb is having... a baby? Jon could not mutter a sound. His mouth opened in surprise.

Neither of them knew what to do, what to say. Dany was very concerned because Marge looked devastated and not in the least happy. Jon could only think about Robb, he should know. Why had he known before him? Why was Marge telling them and not him? Also, some guilt was there. They had just been discussing a possible future of Robb's life as if they had that power and now Marge was telling them she was pregnant with his baby. On the other hand, Jon felt a little upset about it. 'Robb I have feelings for Daenerys' had gotten Marge pregnant. The guy needed a punch in the face or something.

Out of nowhere, Marge spoke or, more accurately, yelled. "It was one time, one fucking time!"

"What? What do you mean?", asked Dany.

Marge appeared to be talking more to herself than them. "We are always careful! And this one fucking time we didn't use a condom, one time!!"

"It's all it takes", Jon said matter-of-factly.

Dany gave him a look. "Jon!"

"What, it's true".

"Yes, but–"

"It's fine, D, he's right. Actually... we are stupid teenagers. This was not the first time, but I swear it had been long since we started being careful... but all those times we didn't use a condom nothing happened and then it had to happen NOW! Just now! Oh for the gods!" Marge put her hands on her face. "Jon, your parents! What are they going to think of me! What is grandma going to say!"

"I don't think you have to worry about them, if anything, they'll be thrilled. They have wanted a grandchild since Robb turned 20. Their hopes were on me but... guess not anymore".

"Jon!!", Dany chastised him again.

"What?!"

"Can you be a little more sensitive? Gods! Marge has not discussed this with Robb".

Jon went serious and looked at Margaery. "Do you not want this...?"

Marge didn't answer.

"Oh hush! Go away, you're not helping. Please leave us, and do not even attempt to say something to your brother, Jon Stark".

"But–".

"Now! And not a word. This is something between them, Marge needs to tell him herself, or would you like Robb to give you the news I was pregnant?"