Tommen had came into the room. "Kim! We're leaving to the House Stark the wedding is hear!" He yelled to me.

I pretended to be excited and had my handmaiden Malik who came to KingsLanding with me pack my bags. I was already ready and slowly walked outside to an awaiting horse.

I slowly mounted the horse and we began to trot to House Stark.

Author's Note:
I hope everyone who has read this likes the story so far, comment, vote and all that great stuff. :)

We finally arrived to House Stark. I was helped off my house by a royal guard. It was just Tommen, a few guards and I who came to the wedding.

We walked slowly inside Tommen and I's arms linked. Sure Tommen was nice and not like his family but Tommen wasn't Jon. We were greeted by a nice looking guard who led Tommen to the Great Hall while I walked up to Carisa's room where I was told she'd be.

I knocked lightly on Carisa's door. "Carisa!" I called into the room.

The door opened and I walked into handmaidens darting back and forth. One person caught my eye, someone in the corner of the room sitting on a chair. "Carisa!" I yelled to her and walked my way over to her chair.

Carisa stood up to greet me. "Kim! Your here!" She said with happiness hugging me gently.

I sat on Carisa's big bed and she sat beside me.

"May I?" Carisa began to reach out a hand to feel my stomach.

"Of course. "I said happily to her. Taking Carisa's hand I laid it gently on my stomach.

The baby refused to move and Carisa looked at my confused. "Why is it not moving?" She asked.

"Oh, the baby doesn't kick unless.." I stopped myself

"Unless what Kim?" Carisa asked me rubbing my stomach.

"Jon..."I answered and the baby then made a huge fuss. I feel like the baby felt Jon's presence in this house.

"Wow!" Carisa giggled. "The baby seems to like Jon.." She smiled and stood up. "Well it's time!! You should head to the Great Hall now. "She felt my pain and dismissed me.

I nodded smiling and shut the door behind me. I began to walk slowly to the Great Hall when something tripped me into a open room.

There I was. I had fallen. I was in the arms of Jon. My head to his chest. Our bodies as close as it gets. His strong arms around me. Cradling me softly.

I looked up slowly and swallowed. "Jon.." I said barley a whisper before Jon kicked the door shut.

Jon immediately pulled my lips to his. It had been forever since I've kissed him. I've kissed Tommen before but it was just to put on a convincible show. It seemed forever our kiss lasted with no words.

Jon parted from me and looked down at me his cold hand on my left cheek.

"Kim..." Jon began but I stopped him. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him gently. Luckily in our kissing frenzy the baby didn't get hurt but when I kissed Jon my- I mean our baby kicked and kicked.

When we finally parted Jon's eyes went down to my stomach. "My...my..." He seemed uneasy.

"Your baby." I said to him and placed his hands on my stomach. The baby when crazy when Jon touched my stomach.

We both laughed at our child kicking. When I heard the door swing open. It was Fransisco......

Haha cliffhanger :) I will leave it here for awhile and you guys can leave baby names in the comments and I'll see if I like any. Once again thank you if you've made it this far and thank you if you like the story.