Stranger to Jon Snow

(Going off Tv ages not book ages. Jaime is 35. Jon is 18 and you are 16)

You didn't come from the best of families. You were a Lannister, may sound great, but it really really wasn't. Being the bastard daughter of Jaime lannister wasn't all it cracked up to be. You also didn't get the name lannister, just the blood. Your bastard name was Waters which your father embarrassed you with whenever he had the chance. He loved you, behind closed doors. But your aunt cersei hated your guts. And so infront of everyone else, he treated you like the true bastard you were. It didn't matter how kind he was when you were alone, how much he apologised, he was still a horrid father and you hated him with all your heart.

One day, on your 16th birthday, you were put on trial by your cousin for telling the king, and I quote

"If you continue to be a pathetic cunt, then soon enough, your throne will burn, and you with it. Although saying that, you may enjoy the fire. Your head is so far up your own arse, it must be dark in there"

And so you had a choice. Execution, or the wall. You chose the wall. Yes, you were a woman, but your nephew was the king and your father managed to convince him to let you go to the wall. And so here you were, at the wall watching all eyes on you as you heard murmers of surprise that you were either a very pretty man or a girl

You started training with a guy called Jon Snow. He was Ned Starks bastard, you'd heard of him before. He was pulling men from the crowd to fight, and each one lost but he went easy, not hurting them too badly. He pulled you out and looked at you curious

"You men of the nights watch don't get alot of action do you? I feel like the most popular girl in the seven kingdoms" you laughed grabbing a sword

"Sorry for the stares. Everyone's just...shocked"

"Snow, don't go easy on me, I may be a girl, but as I'm sure you'll know from your sister arya, us girls can fight better than most you lazy men" you said. You had met the lady arya briefly and the two of you got on very well. Jon began fighting with you, it shocked him at first to see your skills but he carried on until eventually, he was on the floor. That's when you noticed everyone had come round to watch you kick his ass. But you offered your hand and helped him up

"That was impressive, where'd you learn to fight like that?" He asked

"Snow! No time for chit chat. Next person" a man yelled, clearly higher ranked than Jon. You smiled at him and walked away to do more training. Later on, you were eating your food quietly, fed up of the wolf whistles coming from the men and the stares. Jon Snow sat down with you and a few other men who he was talking to

"Kings landing" you said

"Sorry?"

"You asked before where I learnt to fight. Kings landing. I'm Jaime lannisters bastard. He may be embarrassed by me, but he still wanted me to fight" you told him

"Your the daughter of Jaime lannister? What in seven hells are you doing in a place like this?" One guy asked

"I told the king he was a cunt and that he had his head shoved up his arse. And threatened to burn him and his throne. He didn't like that" you said making them laugh

"Good, someone had to tell him"

"So, you were trained by Jaime lannister? Eh, I've seen better knights" a guy said from another table as everyone rolled their eyes. You stood up and walked over to him

"I was trained by Sandor Clegane, you might know him as the hound. He could break your neck with his little finger. And he knows how to use a sword better than any of you pillocks. Think you know a better fighter than the hound? Unless you've got the mountain hiding around that corner, then I'm afraid you're mistaken" you yelled to them all before leaving them in silence.

Soon enough, you were on watch duty with none other than Jon Snow

"So, you're a bastard?" He starts

"Never heard that pick up line before, is it a northern thing or.....?" You trail off as he laughs

"I didn't mean to offend"

"Eh, no worries. You can't offend me. I've heard it all, I'm sure you have too. But hey, us bastards gotta stick together. Sometimes feels like it's us against the whole bloody world" he agrees with you and you both stand shivering

"What did you do to get here?" You ask him

"Nothing, I came here willingly, wanted it my whole life" you look at him before realising his serious

"Were you dropped on your head as a child?" You ask

"Not that I know of. Take it you don't like it here then?"

"It's alot colder than Kings landing. I'm used to the sun. And I miss my home to be honest. I don't like my family, but I suppose I love them. My uncle tyrion always makes me laugh, my aunt cersei, although vile, she takes care of me like a mother. And my cousins are rather sweet. Well, other than the king"

"What about your father?" He asks

"Ha, my father. I don't even know if I love him. Sandor clegane was more like a father than ser jaime ever was. But I'll tell you something, if there's one thing I miss from King's landing, it's the wine. You lot can't make ale for shit" you say

"That's true. The ale tastes like pigs piss" he smiles at you and you smile at him. Was it suddenly getting warmer? Or was that just you?

"What about your father? He seemed like a nice man when I met him"

"He was. Good and honourable. He treated me like his son. I wasn't like the others, his legitimate kids. Lord knows that lady catelyn despised me. But I think he felt sorry for me"

"I'm sorry about what happened to him Jon, my cousin is a right cunt. Wanna make a deal?" You ask

"Let's hear it..."

"If either of us ever have the chance to kill that pathetic king, then we will. We'll take our revenge for all those people who have been hurt by joffreys temper. We'll take revenge for your father...and for my mother" he looks at you and sticks his hand out. The pair of you shake on it and you almost don't want his hand to let go of yours

"Y/n..."

"I know....I feel it too"

"But we can't...we swore an outh" Jon says stepping back

"You're right. We may be bastards, but that doesn't mean we aren't honourable" you stand back at your post, looking out over the wall

"It's rather pretty you know, the view. Better than any in Kings landing anyway" Jon agreed, but he was only looking at you

"Maybe I will enjoy staying here. Better than Kings landing and my father. Fuck Kings landing. Fuck the Kings guard. Fuck the king" you yell at the top of the wall laughing at the echo

"Ye, fuck the king" Jon whispers. You turn to look at him. Your eyes meet in a daze and you link your hand with his softly

"Someday Jon Snow, someday"