Got One-Shots Book 2

Jon's Twin Pt. 2 (Tormund Gaintsbane x fem!Snow reader)

(Pt. 1 is my first GoT book called "GoT One-Shots"! Warnings: mentions of pregnancy and birth.)

A scream shattered the mid-afternoon silence of Winterfell. Jon looked up from the papers in front of him and exchanged a glanced with Sansa just as Tormund bounded from the room. The Wildling just knew the scream was yours. He scrambled through the halls of the castle, eager to find you. The babe was due any day and Tormund still didn't trust the Maester to handle it on his own.

Several hours of screams, pain and pushes later, you held your babe close to your chest. You and Tormund were glancing down at your child who had a head full of fiery red curls. A knock on the door interrupted the serenity, but you were thrilled when Jon and Sansa entered the room. "Come closer." The two drew nearer and peeked at the babe in your arms. "So...there is a wager going on around the castle as to the sex. Who has won?" You grinned and replied, "I have of course. Say hello to your niece."

* long time skip*

You were standing in the courtyard of Winterfell, keeping watch on your daughter in the practice ring. As a Wildling and her father, Tormund insisted that she train just as any Wildling woman would. He wanted to be certain his daughter knew how to defend herself. You didn't object. During the battle for Winterfell, you'd found yourself wishing you'd learned to fight.

"Keep yer blade up, Kalla," Tormund instructed the seven-year-old. The girl listened, but she wasn't fast enough. Tormund soon knocked her on her bottom. Kalla's brows furrowed in determination and you chuckled. She certainly did have Tormund's stubborn streak. She got up and lunged for Tormund with a fierceness even you admired.

Tormund didn't believe in taking it easy, but he also didn't want to hurt his little girl. So, when Kalla landed on a rather large rock in the dirt and began to cry, Tormund dropped his wooden blade and scooped her up in his arms. You shook your head fondly at the two of them. Kalla gave you a watery smile as they approached. "Am I getting better, Mother?" She regarded you with large (e/c) orbs."Of course you are, Sweetling. Your father knows what he's doing." you replied.

Kalla practically jumped from Tormund's arms into yours. You hugged her close and kissed her cheek. You set her back down on her feet as a group of kids rushed into the courtyard. "Kalla! Come play with us!" Kalla looked up at you and Tormund in question. You nodded and the girl ran off with the other children.

You and Tormund watched Kalla go with identical smiles of satisfaction. Kalla was your pride and joy. You knew Kalla was going to grow up to be a beautiful and charming young woman and that made your heart soar. Tormund wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you to him. "Tormund?" He glanced at you and you took a deep breath.

"Do you think...we could have another?" Tormund's eyes widened and a smile spread across his lips. It grew so big, you thought his face would break. He picked you up bridal style and kissed you deeply. "Ya bet we could. Kalla could use a brother or sister." You beamed as he put you down again. "I'm sure Kalla will love a little sister." Tormund grunted and opened his mouth to argue.Before he could, you pecked his cheek and took off inside. He chuckled and ran after you. Both sets of giggles bounced off the castle walls as the two of you ran toward your shared chambers.