The song of fire and ice - The dragon and the wolf

-Dragonstone-

Daenerys was walking through the corridors of their castle holding her smiley two month old son. She was on her way to the field to see his father, who was working with and training their dragons. They were parents for a month already, and how it flew by. They had given themselves three months to raise their son, on their own, without any help, or any wet nurses. It was by far the best most challenging months they both have had in their lives - and they loved it.

Ned was awake and looking around at everything around him. His mother held him close to her heart as she walked out of the castle and onto the field in which her husband occupied. Jon happened to glance over to see his family walking towards him. He commanded his dragons to fly and began to walk over to meet them halfway, his arms open for a hug. The queen walked into his embrace and he kissed the top of her head. 'Good morning my family', he looked down to his son smiling up at him, then kissed him on his cheeks.

Daenerys looked at the two boys in her life and smiled, she then looked at her husband and held his face with her free hand. There was a raven my love, from Winterfell. Brandon is awake and he is asking for you, so is Sansa. The peculiar thing is, something that no one can understand is that they woke up together. At the same time. Jon looked from his son to Daenerys and was in deep thought. He held on to their sons hands and spoke. I should return to Winterfell, I need to be with my brother and sister right now, and I will bring them both back here... to you and our boy.

Daenerys didn't like the thought of him leaving her and their family. What if, she said as she took a step closer, we come with you? Jon looked at her and took a step back.  No, no. The last time the both of you were on a dragon, you were shot and hurt. I can't risk that. I am not going to risk your safety, my love, I can't risk our sons safety. You, and Ned need to stay here, where its safe.

Daenerys took a step closer, I'll send a raven. They can all sail here. Everyone, our armies, our families, call the banners. We re-group and then we march on the red keep.

Jon took a step closer to his queen and kissed her, thats a better idea, he whispered as he took their son into his arms. He held him so that his head rested on his shoulder, come, he said as they walked back into the castle, Jon pulling his queen into an embrace with his free hand, rubbing her shoulder as they walked. Jon stopped in his tracks and smiled at the queen, we'll need to tell them to bring Ghost too he chuckled.

-SANSA-

What happened? Where's my brother?

Lord Tyrion, Ser Jorah and Bran were sitting in her chamber. You were hurt in the war my lady, Gendry saved you, you were trying to find the king, so that he could help you with Bran. Bran, she said. You were in my dreams. I saw you. I was worried about you, you kept warging into the dragons and it took its toll on you. You, you were speaking another language!

I know, I remember everything, I'm sorry if I scared you Sansa said Bran as he looked around the room. Warging into Viserion did hurt me, because he belonged to the night king. I was in him when Drogon defeated him and that injured me too. I was speaking valerian to try and stop myself from getting caught in his power and his death. I then saw you being struck on the back of the head by a wraith. I wanted to bring you back out of the coma state that would have been your immediate fate. This is why and how we both woke up, at the same time. We both saved each other and now we are here. Preparing to sail to Jon, in Dragonstone.

This scene takes place in the great hall of Dragonstone. It's been five days since Daenerys called the banners, their fleet will join them any day now. Jon was sitting on a chair in front of the fire with their son on his lap smiling back at his father. Daenerys and Arya standing around him looking down at their baby. 'He is the most beautiful baby in the seven kingdoms'! Said Arya as she caressed his cheek. Jon and Daenerys looked at her with an agreeable smile. He is growing too fast said his father as he lifted him into the air and bounced him up and down on his thighs.

You're right there my love, soon he'll be running through these halls and riding horses - and dragons! Arya interjected with a smile. Jon looked sideways at his sister, yes, eventually he will ride dragons, just like his mother. Jon smiled as he looked up at his wife. Daenerys held her hands out to her boy and picked him up off his father, resting his head on her shoulder. One day soon my boy, you will ride dragons, but not today, she said as she held him up to look at his face.

His face changed every day, his eyes stayed grey, his hair still black, but his face, was beginning to resemble that of his fathers. Daenerys pulled him close to her face and kissed his cheeks, Ned giggling at the tickling feeling. His laugh brought smiles to everyone in the room. The sun was setting outside, Jon stood and walked towards his family, kissing the back of his sons head. We should get him to bed my queen, if our people arrive tomorrow, they are all going to want to meet him, he'll need a good rest.

Daenerys nodded, and gave their son to Arya, who was waiting eagerly to have a hold. We'll meet you in our chambers in about half an hour my lady? Yes? Arya looked at her queen, yes, yes, of course. Or, he could just sleep in my chambers? She asked as she fixed the cloth that he was wrapped in.

Jon looked at Arya, 'not yet' he laughed, I probably wont sleep because I'll miss him too much he said as he gathered his things.

Arya smiled at her nephew, knowing very well what her brother was going to say, before he even said it. 'Your dad can defeat the night king in single combat, but he cannot stand to be away from you for one night? There's something wrong there don't you think?'Her nephew smiled back at her and she laughed. Jon walked over to his son and his sister, he looked at his baby 'your aunt Arya thinks that she is so funny' he said as he kissed his sisters forehead goodnight. We'll see you in half an hour, OK? Yes, okay, she whispered.