My version of Game of Thrones season 8

Episode 2: The Calm Part 1

Daenerys

"When I was a little girl my brother would tell me a story about the man who murdered our father," Daenerys began the trial of Jaime Lannister. "And all the things we would do to that man." Jaime stood in the great hall of Winterfell surrounded by the judgemental eyes of the lords of the North with Daenerys Targaryen and Sansa Stark at the front of the hall, the King in the North seemingly nowhere to be found. He looked over to see his little brother Tyrion who was seemingly experiencing just as much discomfort as his big brother, if not more. "I'm sure you know how I had to live my life because of you, always fleeing from place to place from the assassins of your king," Jaime bowed his head in shame. The Mad King should not have been allowed to continue to rule but the thought that his actions caused an innocent child to have to endure a life such as that made him sick to his stomach. "Tell me why should I not send the your charred remains back to your sister?" Daenerys questioned desperately wanting to watch him burn. "I'm sure Cersei wouldn't mind that after I betrayed her for coming here. She never had any intention of sending her armies North and has in fact strengthened her army with the Golden Company. 18,000 infantrymen and 2,000 cavalry." Daenerys winced at this. Not only were the numbers excruciatingly lower then they had hoped they would be against the Night King but now Cersei would most likely have the numbers advantage once the war was won. "And how are we supposed to trust you?" Sansa Stark started. "You tried to destroy my house and fought my father in the streets of King's Landing."

"We were at war! All the things I did were for my house and I would do it all again." Jaime yelled. While he shouldn't be he was starting to get irritated. "The things we do for love," while nobody understood it Jaime did and he completely failed to hide his fear of Brandon Stark telling everybody what he did to him. "Your grace I know my brother, why would he come if he knew how he would be received?" Tyrion defended his brother. "Perhaps he bet on his little brother to defend him, gain our trust, and then slit my throat. Just as he did my father." Daenerys was clearly not going to pardon Jaime anytime soon. But Tyrion wasn't just going to let his brother die like this and he knew what would get Daenerys to calm down "Perhaps we should get Jon's input before we reach a final decision." With that Daenerys took a deep breath and muttered a hesitant "Very well. I want him locked in a cell for now until we can sort out what to do with him" With that the hall was dismissed and the lords began evacuating all giving Jaime nasty looks on the way out.

Daenerys then approached Varys once all the lords had left the hall. "Where is Jon?" she asked. She hadn't seen him all day and was wondering if he was feeling sick. He couldn't be sick right now when the army of the dead was rapidly approaching. "He was last seen entering the crypts the previous night and hasn't been seen since." Varys explained. After giving him a nod Daenerys proceeded to the Winterfell crypts wondering what kept him from a rather important meeting in the great hall.

Daenerys began her descent down a spiral staircase into the dark and gloomy underground of Winterfell. It was dark, just barely kept lit by the candles lined along the walls. She passed by statue after statue and Stark after Stark. She continued down the seemingly endless hall until she could hear Jon's faint snoring. She found him sleeping behind a woman's statue using Ghost as a pillow. When she went to wake him she found his face stained with tears that still appeared to be falling. After some hesitance she began rocking him lightly to get him to wake.

Jon

Jon began stirring in his sleep to wake up to the face he saw most mornings. But it was different this time because this time he knew the truth and still wasn't sure when he should tell her or if he should at all. "Are you alright?" Dany asked concern written on her face. Not now he thought to himself. Soon but not now. "I'm alright," it was so obvious a lie and it was so obvious she could tell. "Is it something you would prefer not to discuss?" no I don't. I don't even want to remember what happened last night. "Not yet," he said hesitantly as he began lifting himself to his feet along with Ghost. "I need some time to process it before discussing," he knew the longer he waited the worse it would be but they needed to focus right now. Why Sam didn't understand that was beyond Jon. "Why were you sleeping here?" Jon was never a good liar unless it came to stealing pastries from the baker's when he was a little boy with his brother Robb. "I just needed somewhere else to be," Daenerys could tell there was no truth to it but she wouldn't press him further. "Well a rider has arrived," Daenerys said. "Jaime Lannister," Jon eyed her suspiciously at the way she said it clearly not pleased. "Well that's good, when did he say the Lannister forces would arrive." Jon said beginning to clear his face of tears. "Never," Daenerys finally said. Tears began to form in her eyes and Jon realized what thoughts were stirring in her mind. "Viserion," he mumbled. "My child died for nothing!" Jon pulled her into his embrace holding her face to his chest as she sobbed into it. "We'll kill them all Dany. The Night King, Cersei, all of them. It won't be in vain, I promise." Jon said as he started wiping the tears from her eyes. "We should send him back in a box filled with ash," Daenerys said suddenly switching from sadness to anger. "We don't have enough men to simply throw them away, we need every man we have." Jon wanted to kill Jaime after everything he and his family had done. But he needs to think about the war to come. "Where is he?" he asked. "In the cells," she responded. "I think it's time I had a chat with him."

Jaime

"You know it's not so bad," Tyrion said sarcastically. "I mean it's not exactly large, that thing in the corner is... well it's something, and look. They even gave you a bucket." Jaime turned his head to his with a serious look on his face but burst into giggles he could no longer contain. "I recall having a rather similar conversation in your cell in King's Landing." Jaime said remembering the stressful trial. "So does that mean you're going to kill the guards and bust me out?" Jaime asked sarcastically clearly aware he wouldn't. "Oh well I don't know should we try it?" Tyrion said through giggles. He missed his brother and if he was being serious, part of him wished he stayed in King's Landing but the other part of him is happy that he's here before they all die.

Tyrion turned his head at the sound of footsteps and saw Jon and Daenerys with Brienne accompanying walking the hall and approaching the cell. "Your graces," Jaime said bowing his head but not standing up. "We decided not to decide on his punishment without you." Daenerys said to Jon without looking at him, both of them keeping their eyes on Jaime, piercing into him. "Ser Jaime Lannister, you have committed many crimes, murdered the king you were sworn to protect, fought my father in the streets in King's Landing, laid siege to Riverrun after the Tullys took it back." Jon listed off everything he committed against his family and many others. "What do you have to say for yourself?" Jon said. The bastard whom Jaime had met many years prior was not the same boy he knew. He actually seemed like he had some sort of confidence in what he was saying. "I understand that my crimes are many and you're not even close to listing them all. But all of that won't matter if we don't win this war." Jaime said trying to defend himself. "Is it we already?" Jaime stared at him wide-eyed remembering those words he said to him and surprised that he even remembered them. "I understand that you shouldn't trust me as my loyalties have always been debatable but," Jaime paused to look at Brienne over their shoulders. "This goes beyond loyalty." Brienne raised her chin pleased that he took her advice. "I can't forgive you for everything you've done," Jaime looked down realizing this might be his end. "But I'm not putting a good man like you to waste. Tyrion, find my sister and tell her I want Ser Jaime put in a proper room," Jaime looked up and Daenerys looked less than pleased. "Thank you your grace, truly." with that Jon Snow, Daenerys Targaryen, and Tyrion left with Brienne staying behind to bring escort Jaime out of the cells.