This story is solely focused on Daenerys and Jon Snow taking place during, and directly after episode 3 of season 7. The continuation is loosely based on script leaks which may or may not be true.

Chapter 2

There's is an audible crunching sound as Jon Snow slowly walks through the snowfallen forest. He looks around slowly to get a bearing of his surroundings, but is taken aback by the beauty of the snow on all of the spruce trees around him. As he treks through the snowy forest, he suddenly hears what sounds like a cry for help. Jon immediately begins to run towards the noise, believing he can help someone in danger. 'Who could this person be?' Jon wonders. A chill runs down his spine as the cry becomes almost a screech as he gets closer and closer to whatever the sound is. As he gets closer Jon breaks into a full on sprint, but the closer he gets, the worse the scream becomes. Suddenly he bursts through a line of bushes but freezes. Just five feet in front of him, the Night King stands, ice sword in his hand. Jon immediately reaches for his sword, Longclaw but fear grips him as he realizes it isn't strapped to his waist. He tries to turn and run, but feels paralyzed. The only thing he can do is watch as the Night King Slowly takes step after step through the snow until he is within swinging range of his icy longsword. Much to the horror of Jon, The Night King raises his blade begins to swing down and the blade comes whistling down upon it's-

Jon Snow awakes with a start and immediately checks his neck for any type of wound that the Night King could've inflicted. Gasping for breath, he climbs out of bed to look in the crude mirror that was provided for him near his tub. He stares himself down and can see the glistening sweat rolling down his forehead and cheeks. Mumbling to himself out loud he says, "I have to convince her. I have to show her somehow." He then splashes frigid water out of the pitcher in his room onto his face and prepares to get dressed. He looks into the mirror one more time to examine carefully the scar right where his heart was, bestowed upon him by Ollie. He thought back to the previous day when Davos had nearly told the queen what had happened to him. "He took a knife in the heart for his people, he gave his own-" Jon knew this was probably something that he should talk to Daenerys about only when he was ready to and only when they were alone. After donning his armour he had worn the previous day, Jon made his way down to the beach to explore what the dragon glass gave looked like on his own. By the time he had made it all the way down the long stone staircase out of the castle, he saw Davos smiling towards him, halfway down the beach with a massive torch. Jon began to ease through the wet sand, but paused when he heard the faint screech of one of Daenerys' dragons. Turning around, he could what looked to be the red and black scales of Drogon high above the impenetrable fortress and could swear he saw the golden hair of Daenerys towards the top. After admiring the gliding dragon for a moment, he continued on until he was within talking distance of Davos. "The cave is magnificent my grace, simply amazing" Jon chuckles and replies "well, we've got a lot riding on it so I'd hope so." The two began to make their way into the cave with Davos leading the way, holding the torch out in front of him to illuminate the dragon glass shining brightly all throughout the crevices within. Jon was astounded by how much there was and no matter how far he and Davos walked, it seemed like the glass continued to stretch on and on. "We may have some proof of white walkers to show to queen high horse your grace" Davos grunted. "What do you mean?" Asked a very surprised Jon. "One of the Dothraki found a closed off room last night with all kinds of cave paintings from the first men when they were here." Davos began shining the torch on the wall and continued, "It shows them banding together with weapons to fight" Davos didn't even finish his sentence, instead he just lifted the torch to show ancient paintings of the wigths and the Night King. Jon froze, the painting, bringing him back to his dream for a split second. "I need to show Daenerys this as quickly as possible" Jon muttered. He quickly ran back out of the dark cave to find a Dothraki soldier waiting outside. "Send for the queen! I have to show her something extremely important!" Jon yelled out frantically. Unfortunantly since the Dothraki didn't speak English, he just stared at Jon with a bored expression glued to his face. "What are you do-" then it dawned on Jon that he couldn't communicate with the hulk of a man. Jon then grabbed his torch and started to make his way down the beach towards where the long winding staircase began, but to his surprise, Daenerys was already making her way down the stairs with Missandei and half a dozen Dothraki in tow.

"Have we gotten any word yet on Greyworm and the rest of the unsullied?" Daenerys asked. "No my grace" Missandei replied wearily. "He'll come back, Missandei." "He'd better" she replied quickly. Dany began to look inquisitively towards Missandei and wondered if there was beginning to be a budding relationship between her and Greyworm. ."What happened" Dany asked with a smirk. A small smile crept upon Missandei's face as she replied, "Many things." "Many things?" Daenerys repeated as a question, smiling all the while. The two then noticed Snow approaches from the beach, Daenerys flashed a knowing smile to Missandei before continuing out on the beach. Dany turned around saying "Reri, anna is ok" or "Stay, it is ok" to her Dothraki guards. She and Missandei made their way down onto the beach to meet with a very excited looking Jon. "I've got something to show you my grace" Jon exclaimed, sounding almost out of breath. Dany and Missandei glanced quickly at each other before the trio began walking back down the beach back to the cavern that Jon had just emerged from. Being down on the beach as they walked in the sand with the spray of the sea made Daenerys feel almost joyful. With the sun peeking out from behind the clouds she thought to herself that today could be a good day. When the three of them got the entrance, Missandei spoke up, "My grace I'll just wait out here." Daenerys nodded and walked into the dimly lit cave with Jon. As the two of them first entered, Dany is astounded. The way the light rippled and danced along the dragon glass was magical in a way. Little light shapes fluttered around the otherwise black cavern in a way Dany had never seen before. "It's beautiful in here" she whispered. Eyeing Daenyerys, Jon whispered "There's still something else I need to show you." Jon continued to lead Dany through the cavern until they reached the point where Davos had led Jon earlier. Suddenly, as Jon's torch became closer and closer, the cave paintings were once again bathed in light to be seen by outside eyes. Dany gasped and said "These are amazing. Who were they made by?" "The children of the forest" Jon muttered gruffly. Soon however, Dany began to notice something else painted on the cave wall. She observed three white figures with shining blue eyes and each with a long white beard. "What are-" "Those are the white walkers my grace" Jon interrupted. The two began to stare at each other in the dimly lit room. Dany had a moment of realization, as she began to see some truth in what Jon had described to her. Jon Snow was the honest man Tyrion had described to her she realized. She gazed into his eyes as he did the same with the torch light playfully dancing over his face. The only thing one could hear was the deep breathing shared between the two in the dimly lit room as the two stood a mere ten inches apart. Suddenly however, Dany snapped out of her trance after realizing just exactly what trap she was beginning to fall into. "You say you cannot hope to defeat the Night King without my armies and dragons?" Dany whispered. Jon slowly shook his head. "I will fight with you north of the wall Jon Snow." Jon's eyes lit up as she said this, but suddenly she broke the silence again "If you bend the knee". Jon was at a loss of words having gone from a high point to a low point within seconds. Before one of them could respond Missandei audibly coughed behind them. "My lady, you have another errr... guest." "Who is it?" Dany questioned. "Ser Jorah