Jon was taken to his tent, Jora stood at the mouth of it, while Daenerys paced within it. She was silent, completely silent for hours before she finally turned to him in the dark of the night. "I am going to have to run, Drogo does not like me."

Jon watched her with narrowed eyes. "So what, you're just leaving. You and your brother kidnapped me and sold me... Where would you even go?"

"Anywhere but here." She retorted. Jon growled, all he wanted was to go back home and see his family. Drogo, well hell he didn't know what he wanted with Drogo. He was venom bonded to him, if Drogo died he would follow shortly unless someone bonded him before the venom took over. "I'm sorry Jon... If I do not leave there will be much worse consequences you don't understand..."

Jon lowered his head. "I can't accept this...Danny.. Why.." Daenerys growled, Jon stepped back seeing the look in her eyes. "Dann-."

Daenerys locked eyes with the boy. "I cannot be truthful to you, it will hurt us both too much." She stood up, kissed Jon on the forehead, and left out the backside of the tent. Jon narrowed his eyes, concerned by the response she gave. Jon raced out to find Jora and Drogo, who were conversing. Drogo smiled seeing Jon and pulled him into a kiss.

Jon smiled softly, he looked at Jora who stayed silent. He then realized Danny had never left the tent, and yet as the three entered she was gone. Drogo laid Jon upon the bed and smiled, kissing him softly once more, before kissing his belly. He motioned with his hands for Jora to leave, and so he did. He was concerned that he was growing blind having missed Daenerys leave. He searched for her for a while, before he spotted a horse in the distance.

Jora raced back to the tent searching for Drogo. "Tih khal, the prisoner ma mae inavva are athlanar." (My king, the prisoner and his sister are running.) Drogo sat upright, left the tent, and sent people after the escapees.

Jons eyes widened in horror realizing that Daenerys had taken off with Viserys. "No.. she didn't.. No- Viserys will want me dead.. Will want my pup dead.."

Jora dropped to Jon's side. Jora squeezed his hand softly. "It's okay, you will be okay, I will not let anyone hurt you, I am here to protect you Jon. I am here to protect you. I have something to show you."

Jon looked up at him with narrowed eyes. "What is it?"

Jora held out a letter. Jon began to read it. "You have full permission to return to Westeros as long as you keep Jon alive, we are coming for him. Keep him alive, keep him safe. We will be there for you and him."

"Is this from home?"

"I plan to bring you home Jon," Jora promised.

"W-what about Drogo..." Jon asked softly. "What about our pup?"

"Your pup will be taken care of, but we need to bring you home Jon, we need to get you safe back in Westeros, I know you have grown fond of Drogo but he raped you. Married you under false pretenses."

Jon nodded, he knew it was true. He knew he needed to get home. He knew it, but he also knew he was Drogo's property. "Wh-what of our venom bond? Will that not cause an issue?"

Jora froze. "Venom bond? I thought it was a normal bite?"

"No.. No it isn't.." Jon replied, pulling his top to the side exposing his bond bite. Obvious venom lines jutted from it.

Jora grew silent. "We must take Drogo with us then."

Jon lowered his head, this whole situation was ridiculous. He shouldn't be in the middle of it all. He hated it all. Jora hugged Jon softly. "We will get you home safely. I promise it."

"Jora.."

"We will," Jora promised, "we have to get you home."

"I long for home more than anything, but what of my pup and what of Drogo.. He wants to take over Westeros. He said so himself..."

"We can convince him not to, with your help."

Jon looked him up and down. "Drogo will never allow me to go."

"He will be with you, we just need to convince him of it. Now stand up, we will protect you from them I swear to you."

"They will hurt Drogo?"

"I- I do not know." Jora replied flatly. "What I do know is they are coming to save you, and we will do whatever we can to ensure your safety as well as your pup."

Jon lowered his eyes but nodded understanding he would not have a choice in the matter. Drogo returned to the tent and sent Jora away once more, he pulled his mate into his arms and carried him to the bed. He held a hand to his belly and kissed him softly. Jon was scared, but he had some hope now.