Jon Snow & Sansa Stark - Game of Thrones Fanfiction

Letters

I

Dear Sansa,

Leaving you has been the hardest thing I've ever done. I am however with my friends and we will get through this together. Most of them have wives waiting for them too. We promised each other to make sure we would all make it home.

We have no idea what they expect of us, but they need us to fight and that's what we will do. They told us we'll be home before Christmas. I'm already looking forward to it. I can't wait to see your swollen belly by then.

Take care of yourself and the little Snow your carrying.

Loads of love,

Jon

II

Dear Sansa,

Today we've won our first battle with the Germans. I can almost sense the end of the war now and I can't wait to be home with you. I do hope that you're still doing fine and that the baby is growing by the day. Yesterday had been hard, but I've been fighting for you and for the little Snow that will soon walk this earth.

With you in my mind surviving became easy. I realized that if I wouldn't survive, wouldn't keep on fighting I wouldn't see you ever again. I would never get to meet my son or daughter. I'll be home before Christmas and then I will never leave you again.

Take care of yourself and our little Snow.

Loads of love,

Jon

III

Dear Sansa,

I would have wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas, but Christmas is lonely and dark without you by my side. Most of us are doing fine, but we're stuck in a trench. I would have written you sooner if I had had the chance, but today is the first calm day in months. Maybe it's because it's Christmas and maybe that even means something on the battle field.

Every time I am afraid to die I think of you. I think of your smile. I think of the glimmer in your eyes. I think of the little miracle you're carrying with you. I think of our bright future and that I want nothing more than living it with you.

Take care of yourself and the little one.

Loads of love,

Jon

IV

Dear Sansa,

I don't know how much time has passed since my last letter. Time has become a foreign concept and days and nights simply melt into one big darkness. The trench is filled with the dead bodies of my comrades and currently I have to share this little spot with a few rats. They seem to enjoy the smell a lot more than I do, but I'm holding on and trying to stay strong.

For you. I'm holding on for you. I have no idea when I'll get the chance to come home, but I hope it will be soon. I hope it will before our child is born. Our child isn't born yet, I hope? Because I want to be there for you and to welcome our littlest wolf into the world.

Take care of yourself and our child.

Loads of love,

Jon

V

Dear Sansa,

I wanted to write this letter before tomorrow. Tomorrow I will be among the soldiers crossing the nowhere to end this war for once and for all. Many others have tried before me, but I do hope that we can learn from the mistakes others have made. I just couldn't sit here doing nothing any longer. Doing nothing won't get me home to you and that's where I want to be.

Maybe you've given birth already when this letter reaches you. I'm sorry that I couldn't be there, but I'm going to make up for it, I promise. When I come home I will give the both of you a kiss for every day I have been away from you, for every day I should have been there but couldn't be.

Take care of yourself and baby Snow.

Loads of love,

Jon

VI

Dear Jon,

Months have passed since your last letter and I've started to worry about you. We've heard horrible stories about the circumstances you endure and I would love to hear from you that you are fine, that you are still alive, that you are still planning on coming home as soon as possible. There is so much I need to share with you, so much I want to share with you.

The most important thing is the wonderful baby boy who is currently sleeping in my arms while I'm writing down these words. I haven't decided on a name yet, because I think that is something we should do together. Please, write me soon again.

Take care of yourself and the piece of my heart your carrying with you.

Loads of love,

Sansa