Refusing to be separated two large tubs had been dragged into Sansa's chamber and for modesty sake a separator placed in-between them. Neither had said anything since they had returned, both reeling from the events that had just happened. Sansa finished washing before Jon and he found her on the bed in only her small cloths trying to get the burn on the back of her calf but it hurt to bend. Growling she nearly threw the cream across the room in frustration.

"Here give me that. " Jon said gently holding out his hand

Sansa couldn't help but blush because all he had on was a pair of breaches and nothing else. With a nod she handed him the Salve and moved over giving him room to sit next to her. She was stuck between a shiver and a twinge every time he touched her skin. One of the burns ran half way to her thigh, others on her arm and calves.

"Are you truly unhurt?" Sansa asked as she ran a hand across Jon's cheek

"Not even a blister; alas we can't say the same for you." Jon said wrapping Sansa's wounds

He couldn't completely put into words what he was feeling for Sansa right now. She had road head first into a dangerous situation without a second thought. She had slit a man's throat without a second thought and was willing to go into the burning building for him. This usual perfect lady turned into something feral at the thought of him in danger.

Jon knew that had he been any other person he would have been turn to ash in that fire. He had closed his eyes as he felt the first lick of the flames on his skin. He knew that he had no chance of getting out but he wouldn't make a noise as the flame engulfed him. But as the fire started to creep up his skin all he felt was a warm tickle. Opening his eyes he placed his hand onto the burning wall in front of him and nothing. There he stood in a daze until there was a flash of red; he hadn't even realized the building had burnt around him. It was the feeling of Sansa's body against his that brought him back.

Then there was the woman who was his aunt. Daenerys Targaryen was the day to his night, a true Targaryen where he was all Stark. Her dragons where flying above the castle right now, and it scared and exhilarated him all at the same time.

He was brought out of his thought process by a soft hand on his cheek. He looked into the concerned eyes of Sansa.

"Where did you go." She asked worriedly

"I got stuck in my own head. " Jon said sheepishly

"What are we going to do about Daenerys Targaryen." Sansa asked as if reading Jons mind

"I don't know, she could be our biggest alley or our biggest threat." Jon said uncertainly

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there, may I request something?" Sansa asked

"Anything." Jon said simply

"When Little Finger is executed, I want to be the one to swing the blade." Sansa said looking Jon straight in the eye

Jon could only nod because even though the women standing before him looked like a Tulley she was a Stark threw and threw. It was part of what drew him to her, the strength inside of her that would never let his fail. He had once thought of her as fragile girl who needed to be protected. He would always worry for her safety but she was equal threw and threw.

There was a knock on the door when Missandei opened the door shly sticking her head in.

"Lord Tyrion was wondering if he could have a audience with your graces before you meet the Her Majesty." She asked

" Aye if you give us a few moments he may meet us in the Solar in 15 minuets." Jon said with a smile

With a nod of her head she walked back out the door leaving the two alone. Knowing they didn't have much time they quickly finished getting dressed. Hand in hand they walked to the solar to where the waiting man was.

"Your Graces." Tyrion said with a bow

" Sansa and Jon in private Tyrion." Said with a smile

Tyrion smiled back at the women in front of him. Gone was the little girl stuck in the Lion's den his sister so mockingly called little dove. In front of him stood a full grown she wolf that he had always hoped she would become.

"When we where at the wall all those years ago I bet you never dreamed our next meeting would be like this?" Jon asked

"No back then I still imagined I would spend my days whoring drinking and annoying Cersi." Tryion said with a laugh

"You have always been a wise and honest man, so tell me what is it your Queen wants with us." Jon asked

"While we where sailing toward Westros she received a dream from your youngest brother to come to Winterfell and she would find another Targaryen. As the days went on he came to her again and again telling her things no one should know. So we changed courses and came here and found you as the building were burning. "Tyrion said simply

"He would have to have sent to her before he crossed the wall." Jon said in wonderment

"Is she a threat Tyrion, the Starks where one of her families enemies during the war?" Sansa asked quietly

"No, Sansa she is here to meet the Son of her long lost brother, although she has done much in her short life she is still a lonely young woman who longs for family. You and she are not so different and I believe that this may be a strong alliance between the two families with your impending marriage." Tyrion awsnered honestly

As they had traveled toward Winterfell Dany had asked him many questions of the Starks in Winterfell. She asked that if Jon would be a threat to her life because he would be greedy and claim the throne for himself. If he ever missed his young child bride, who like herself was sold into marriage for the betterment of some one else. She asked about the young man who sent her dreams , who she feared would try to control her dragons and take them away.

Tyrion had been as shocked when he heard the happenings of Winterfell but he also couldn't help but be pleased. He told the young Dragon Queen that she could find no better Ally's then the Starks. She took that into consideration and the subject the rest of the way.

They spoke for a little longer before Sansa exscused her self to go check on the accommodations for the feast that would be held in honor of the Queens Arrival. To Tyrions surprise she kissed his cheek and squeezed his hand as she left.

"She's a remarkable woman." Tyrion said facing Jon

"Aye she is, and I have to thank you for taking care of her in the capitol." Jon said

"She did a lot of that herself, I have always believed she would outlast all of us." Tyrion said foundly

"Still I'm glad that there was some one to watch out for her and some one is finally seeing you for your potential . You're a remarkable person yourself and the Queen couldn't have a better hand." Jon said sincerely to Tryion