Friend of Jon Snow

You were a woman of the nights watch. The FIRST woman of the night's watch. The law has always been that only a man may become a man of the nights watch. However, after you cut your hair many years ago and joined, you proved yourself to be one of their best men, until 2 years later when you got your first monthly and had to tell maester Aemon because you thought you were dying. But due to your skill in combat, and the friendships you'd made, they allowed you to stay. At first, some men had attempted to take advantage of you being the only girl, but you soon showed them that your skills were far greater than theirs when it came to wielding a weapon.

You had two best friends. Sam and Jon. You have been in the nights watch far longer than they have, and for a while, you havnt even seen the two of them. Well, now Sam has returned, and with a girl at that, and a baby. He swore the child wasn't his and the girl was just a friend. You decided to believe him although hundreds didn't

"I'm sure he'll be back soon y/n. You've just got to stay positive" Sam told you as you paced up and down

"Stay positive? It may have escaped you notice Sam, but I'm not a very positive person. Everyone around me just dies so I might as well think the worst, and then when it happens, I won't be as shocked" you told him

"Y/n, don't say that. Come on now, Jon is strong, I'm sure he'll find his way home" he said rubbing your arm. He gave you a hug to try and calm you down but you were so worried for Jon. He may be just a friend, but you still loved him with all your heart. Later on that very day, you were sparing with Grenn when everyone around you began running towards the gates. There was someone there, in the middle of the crowd, wounded but you could figure out who. And then you saw his curls. Dropping your sword, you raced to his side to see several arrows had pierced his skin

"Seven hells Jon!" You cried out. He seemed abit out of it but you and the others were grinning. He was home. He was safe. But where the fuck had he been?

It was late at night, and you were in your bed as Jon was next door in his. You knocked on the wall twice and he did the same to show you were both still awake. Fuck it. You knew the rules. But you were too bloody curious not to see him. So you left your bed and entered his room

"Couldn't sleep?" He asked sitting up, giving you room to sit on his bed opposite. There was a candle lit by his bed, giving you a small bit of light

"Jon, what happened?" You asked

"You'll think less of me if I tell you" he said

"Ha. Don't be daft. I already think lowly of you, ya lousy bastard. Now come on, share your stories" you said making him chuckle as you grinned at him

"I joined the wildlings"

"OK....Well that's not what I thought you were gonna say" you replied with wide eyes in shock.

"Believe me, I didn't expect it either" he commented ashamed of his actions

"Seven hells Jon. You are just swimming in self pity. Listen right, I get the whole peer pressure bullshit, but what really made you stay that long with them? You and I both know, you'll always be a crow"

"I'd rather not talk about it. I broke my vows and I'm ashamed of it ok?" He raised his voice but lowered it once you shushed him

"Oh my....you fucked someone didn't ya? So, who was he?" You asked wiggling your eye brows

"He?"

"What? Look at you, can hardly blame me for assuming" you laughed as he threw his pillow at you

"It was a girl actually, and like I said, I don't want to talk about it"

"She must've been special if you stayed that long with fucking wildlings. Come on Jon, I'm bored, just tell me what she was like! Did you love her?" You asked him like a school girl wanting to find out all the gossip

"Y/n, its more complicated than that, she was gorgeous and fiery and sweet. But I don't know about love" Jon told you, groaning in frustration

"I think you love her. Even if you can't see it yourself" you told him getting up ready to leave

"How are you so sure?" He asks

"They say we have 3 loves Jon Snow. Have you heard that before? The first love, it's passionate and romantic. Every second you're with that person, there's flirting and warmth. But you break up over something silly. The second, you are comfortable with eachother. Do things together and you think they're the one. But time makes you realise they you just aren't meant to be. Then, when we're older, we meet our final love. This is the person who you might argue with, but no matter what, you still love them. You understand one another and you get married, together for the rest of your lives. I think she was your first love Jon. You loved her and she loved you, that's why you stayed with her. But you leave one another because of something so silly as choosing a side. Don't get me wrong, it was the right decision, but having to leave your love because you don't agree politically is rather ridiculous. Anyway, it was clearly a messy break up if she shot you" you explain to him. He looks bewildered and maybe actually believing you. And then you leave to go to your own bed.

Jon spent all night thinking about what you said. Was it true? Did he love the wildling girl? He didn't know. Maybe. Maybe not. But he understood what you said and maybe sort of agreed with it. The next morning, as you were eating your breakfast, Jon and Sam came and sat next to you

"Hello y/n. Did you sleep well?" Sam asked

"Eh, could've been better. I gave one of my blankets to maester aemon, he was shaking at dinner last night and needs it more than me. But that did mean I was rather cold. How about you?"

"I didn't sleep great either to be honest. Too worried about gilly" he admitted

"Where is she now?" I asked. It would be nice to speak to another girl for a change

"She's still sleeping I believe" he replied. Jon was sat with his head in his hands not eating. He was staring off into space

"Jon, Jon, jon" you repeated but he was in a trance. Sam clicked his fingers by Jon's ear getting his attention

"Hm?"

"Are you alright? What's wrong?" You asked

"I'm in love" he said hopelessly and you and Sam both started laughing

"It's not funny. I've never been in love before! I don't know what to do" he exclaimed

"Jon, I could've told ya that you were in love. Its pretty obvious mate" Sam said making Jon smack his head on be table in defeat

"There's not much you can do sweetie, you just gotta try to forget about her. Go to the brothel, get your mind off her. Might I recommend asking for Jemima" you told him making him look at you weirdly

"It's not as easy as just getting over her y/n. She was incredible, and I've ruined it" he huffed

"I know its difficult Jon. But coming home was the right decision. You wouldn't froze to death that side of the wall once winter comes" Sam tells him

"And now she'll freeze without me there to protect her"

"Protect her? Jon, it's fucking snow, you're good with a sword, but unless you can cut every snow flake as it falls from the sky, I don't think you'd ever be able to protect her from it. Sorry mate, but it's the hard truth" you said making him nod in agreement

"Different topic, how's your love life y/n" Jon asked with a smirk knowing damn well what you will say

"Rather well. We've 4 kids and still going strong" you joked making them both chuckle

"Good for you y/n" Sam said clapping you round the back. Later that evening, you were sparring with Jon. You were better than him, you were better than most the men of the nights watch. But it was getting cold, and the ground was covered in ice. You lost your balance and fell flatt on your arse. Jon dropped his sword and rushed to help you up, but due to the ice, he ended up slipping aswell. You both looked at eachother and burst out laughing as you attempted to get up

"I've almost got it" you said as you were getting up from your knees but then you slipped over again. It took a good 10 minutes before either of you could get up and then you couldn't stop laughing

"Fuck my hands are cold" you shivered after just holding onto ice for 10 minutes

"You really are so clumsy" Jon said. You gasped in offence and then pushed him over onto the ice

"Are you kidding me?" You started laughing realising he'd have to try and get up all over again

"You, Jon Snow, are a fucking idiot" you laughed, walking off and leaving him slipping over the ice