The Bastard and the Whore.

Chapter 1: Castle Black

Ros POV
Ros trudged through the snow, her bones felt weak but she had to keep going. Her horse had died a few miles back but she couldn't let that stop her. She had to get to Castle Black. To Jon Snow.

Finally she saw the castle and using the last of her energy, Ros sprinted towards the gates. "OPEN THE GATES!" She heard one of the brothers shout. The gates slowly opened and she saw brothers of the Watch, Wildlings and Stannis Baratheon's soldiers all together. "Who are you?" Asked an older man.

"Ros. I've come to see Jon Snow." She said as she pulled her winter cloak tighter around herself. "Lord Commander Snow is busy." The man said with a clear hatred in his voice. "Please. It's important! It's about his sister!" Ros pleaded. "Fuck off girl." The old man snarled at her.

"Ser Allister stand down!" Jon shouted from the other side of the courtyard. He started to walk towards the two with a wildling man. "Ros?" Jon said as he reached them. The older man, Ser Allister walked away while muttering something. "Aye it's me. Jon it's Sansa. Petyr Baelish sold her to Ramsay Bolton! She's been forced to marry him and Gods knows what else!" Ros said almost hysterically. "Olly find a room for Ros." Jon ordered. The boy who must be Olly walked up to Ros and asked her to follow him into the castle.

Jon POV.

"This Ramsay Bolton. He's Warden of the North I take it?" Mance asked. "Aye. Mance I know this is not your fight but he has my sister and-" Jon started before Mance cut him off. "You saved my people. Saving your sister is the least we can do. Stannis said he was marching to Winterfell anyway, I'm sure he wouldn't mind us tagging along." Mance said with a smile. "Thank you." Jon replied with a small smile.

Later that night Jon sat in his solar going through papers and signing documents when Olly burst through the door. "Lord Commander, one of the wildlings says he saw your uncle." The boy said rapidly. "Are you sure they're talking about Benjen?" Jon asked as he stood up from his desk. "He said he was first ranger." Olly continued as Jon walked past him and into the courtyard.

As he walked down the wooden stairs, Jon saw Thorn and some of the other officers standing waiting for him. "The wildling is over here." Allister said as Jon walked forwards. There wasn't a wildling but a wooden sign. With the word traitor written on it. Jon turned around in shock only to come face to face with Thorn as he buried a cold dagger into his chest. "For the Watch." Thorn said as another officer took his place, then another one after him, and another after him. By the fifth man Jon fell to his knees as Olly approached him. Blood was pouring out of his body and onto the pure white snow. "Olly." Jon said as a plea. "For the Watch." Olly said coldly as he buried his dagger in Jon's heart.

Ros POV.

Ros woke up with a start as she heard Jon's direwolf howling. She rubbed her eyes and got out of the cot, still in her travel clothes, and opened the door to see Stannis, a few of the wildling men, a few brothers of the Nights Watch and Stannis's Knight carry a body into the room next to hers. She studied the body closely and realised who's it was. It was Jon's!

She almost screamed before Stannis noticed her and pulled her into the room. He locked the door behind them. "You knew Jon?" One of the Nights Watch brothers asked. Ros swallowed hard before answering. "Aye. I only met him once before. I was a whore and his brother had paid for me for Jon's nameday. He didn't lay with me but paid anyway and left. I was a handmaiden to his sister after that." She explained. "What happened?" She asked as she looked over Jon's lifeless body. "Allister Thorn." A redhead wildling said through gritted teeth. "Lady Melisandre said she saw him fighting at Winterfell." Stannis said in frustration. "He's not fighting anywhere." Another Watch brother said. "The red woman. She might know a spell or something to bring him back." Stannis's Knight said. "Aye. Ser Davos Go and get her." Stannis ordered as the Knight, Davos, left the room. "So what's your name?" One of the wildlings asked Ros. "Ros." She replied. "Mance Rayder, this is Tormund." The wildling introduced himself and the redheaded wildling. "I'm Ed." The Nights Watch man introduced himself with a smile. Jon's direwolf was laying under the table where Jon's body was laid. Ros couldn't help but think even in death he looked so handsome.

Davos came back into the room with Melisandre. "I don't understand. I saw him in the flames." The red woman said as she moved closer to Jon's lifeless body. "Can you bring him back?" Ed asked hopeful. "There's one spell. I've never done it and it's all down to the Lord of Light." The priestess explained. "Do it." Stannis commanded sternly.

Jon POV.

His eyes shot open and he took in deep breaths. He bolted straight up and looked around the room. Ghost, Melisandre, Stannis, Davos, Mance, Tormund, Ed and Ros were all standing around him and looking at him as though they'd seen a ghost. Then he remembered. He remembered the cold steel of the daggers that his own brothers used to kill him. He shouldn't be here. He looked down and saw the scars over his bare chest and traced the one over his heart. "I shouldn't be here." He said as Davos wrapped a cloak around him. "Olly... they killed me." Jon continued. "Aye. Lady Melisandre brought you back." Stannis said in his usual, emotionless tone. "I merely said the words, the Lord of Light brought you back." Melisandre said as Ghost rubbed his snout against Jon's hand. "What did you see on the other side?" Melisandre asked eagerly. "Nothing. Just darkness." Jon replied. "He'll need to rest." Mance said. "Before I asked you to bend the knee to me and rise again as Jon Stark. You refused because of your vows. Now I asked you again." Stannis said as he stepped forwards so he was face to face with Jon. Jon held the cloak tight to himself and bent down on his knee before standing again.

"I name you Jon Stark, Warden of the North and Lord of Winterfell." Stannis said as Tormund and Mance cheered. Ed clapped him on the back and Davos smiled. Jon smiled back. That's all he ever wanted. To be a Stark. His eyes met Ros's and her smile warmed his heart. "Get some rest. We march on Winterfell on the morrow." Stannis added before he left the room closely followed by Davos, Mance and Tormund. "Thorn and the other officers have been taken to the cells. I'll have the gallows prepared." Ed said to Jon before he to left the room. "Would you... would you like some help back to your chambers Lord Stark?" Ros asked with a slight blush as she realised he was still naked save for a cloak around him. "I should be fine thank you." Jon said and Ros nodded before turning to leave the room. "And Ros. It's just Jon." He added with a smile which she returned before leaving the room and gently closing the door behind her.