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After the Battle of Winterfell: Jon POV Pt1

I DO NOT GAME OF THRONES OR IT'S CHARACTERS. THESE ARE SIMPLY SCENES I WIHED I HAD SEEN IN THE SHOW.

BANG. I saw the undead dragon drop to the ground. Had we really done it? Was this really over? My body was moving faster than my mind as I darted off towards the Godswood. I needed to make sure Bran was okay. Gods knew I couldn't handle losing another person I cared about.

I made it there in record time, but I was not prepared for what I saw. There were bodies upon bodies surrounding the beautiful tree. I saw Bran, alive and well, and my heart eased slightly. I almost tripped over someone, only to realize that it was Theon. His lifeless body laying in front of me with a spear through him. I wasn't hard to guess what happened to him. He died protecting Bran and he will never be forgotten. I focused my attention back to Bran and I noticed him staring at someone on the ground. I wasn't sure who it was until I got closer and saw the saw the short, dark hair half-up in a bun attached to a petite framed body; It was Arya.

I ran to her and cradled her in my arms like I did so many times when we were little. It was then I noticed the cut on her head and all the blood that she had shed. I then noticed the handprint left by the Night King on her neck. I held her close as I looked up at Bran and he shook his head. "NO" I screamed to the Gods. I prayed loudly as I hoped maybe one of them would be listening.

I suddenly here someone else give an emotional wail and saw a red streak run past me. Sansa ran and sat at Arya's head, running her hands through her unruly hair and probably praying even though I know she stopped believing years ago.

I left Arya with Sansa and went to get a Maester. I was going to save her life no matter what. As soon as I found one, we started quickly walking back to the Godswood, when we ran into Gendry. He seemed to sense why I was in such a panic so I simply said "Godswood" and he took off.

When the Maester and I arrived, Gendry had taken my place cradling Arya. The Maester put his hand on Arya's chest and said "she's breathing, but I don't know if she's going to make it. We need to get her inside and out of the cold." I picked her up and we started heading for the Lord's chambers. It was the only room I could think about that might not have any dead bodies everywhere.

Running into Dany and seeing the solemn look on her face made me realize that something bad had happened on her end. She followed us to the bedroom and, surprisingly, Sansa didn't say a word or even sneer at her at all.

As I placed Arya on the mattress, we decided we would take turns watching over her to see if her situation has changed. Sansa said she would take the first shift and give Arya a bed bath to rinse all of the blood and mud off of her. To be honest, I think she just didn't want to deal with talking about Theon right now. We all nodded and left Sansa to be alone with Arya, though Gendry was hesitant to leave.

When we all left, I shut the door and told Gentry I needed to talk to him. We walked away from the group and when I thought we were far enough from earshot of anyone else I pinned Gentry to the wall. "What happened between you and Arya? How long have you two known each other? Because the way you looked at her didn't make me think you two had just met days ago." I questioned sternly.

Gentry suddenly looked extremely anxious. "We met on the King's Road many years ago. It was right after your father was killed. She was traveling disguised as a boy when she told me who she was. She made me promise not to tell anyone and I kept that promise. We got captured by Cersei's men and were taken to Harrenhall. We eventually escaped and ran into the Brotherhood. That's where we were separated. After that, I thought she was dead as did many others." Jon was shocked. He loosened his grip on the poor man, but still had him pinned. He never knew what had actually happened to his sister in the time she had disappeared. Gentry continued "we only saw each other again before the battle when she came into the forge and talked to me. I'm sorry I never told you, but I thought my life would be better if I never spoke or thought about her again."

"I never was told any of what happened to her." Jon started. "Disguising herself as a boy probably saved her from horrors I don't even want to think about." Jon let go of Gendry and sunk against the wall. "But, that still doesn't explain why you kept looking at her the way you did or why you held her so close."

"We've gotten really close in the last few days. We trained and practiced together, she beat me every time." They shared a laugh. "The night before the battle..." Gendry paused, not wanting to devolve too much information "...she looked at me and I looked at her and I knew in that moment that I loved her. Gods if she doesn't wake up." Gendry started sobbing. Jon simply grabbed his shoulder and tried to comfort Gendry as best he could.

Before he realized it, it was shift change and it was Jon's turn. Jon soon made his way up to where Arya was and knocked. He opened the door to find a red faced, puffy eyed Sansa sitting next to the bed holding Arya's hand. Jon reminisced about the time when his sister's hated each other. It put a tear to his eye. He sat on the opposite side of the bed from Sansa and let her stay because he didn't want her to be alone right now. God's knew he didn't want to be alone either.

He thought back to what Gendry said. About how he said they looked at each other and love was all Gendry could think about. The only time he had ever felt that way about someone else was after he and Ygritte spent the night together in that cave. Oh no. Did Arya and Gendry have sex? He looked at Arya and thought about it. She was never the one to be ladylike and care about the rules, but she also wasn't the one to crave a man's attention. That was a conversation he would have to wait to have until Arya woke up. But for now, all he cared about was her waking up and making it through this. Jon got up and put a blanket over a now sleeping Sansa. He decided to stop thinking about Arya and Gendry and simply decided to watch over his sister's so nothing would happen to them. That was, until he heard a familiar sound; Arya's voice.

There you have it! If you liked it, please give me idea's for more parts. I love writing and need something to do this summer.