for Leah

[tooktheblack]

When the island changed back after a moon of dusty, dry desert, Jon was relieved. He was much happier with what he knew, after all, even if it wasn't the snow and ice that he would have preferred. He decided the best thing to do would be to head to the jungle to hunt once more, Ghost at his side.

It was much easier to bag game when he left Ghost to his own devices and, as such, Jon stripped down to swim in the pool beneath the waterfall while Ghost roamed the jungle. Usual game was monkeys and boar, occasional snakes and birds, and Jon fully expected him to show back up with a muzzle darkened with blood.

Until then, he was content to swim.

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[tooktheblack]

"She is the not the first loved one I've lost," Jon said gently, "And likely she won't be the last. She was just the first person to see me as I truly was instead of a product of my ill birth. I was grateful to her, for that, and for her honesty."

He paused slightly. "You've lost someone too, haven't you?"

[genetic_deadend]

When he asked, Leah realized that no one had ever asked her about Sam before. They didn't have to. No secrets among the Pack, after all, no quiet places in your head that couldn't be seen into. Everyone knew every intimate detail whether they wanted to or not--and they made it very clear that they didn't want to. Didn't want to hear it, didn't want to talk about it. Shut up, Leah. No one cares that you hurt.

"Not the same way, he didn't die." She tried to shrug, like it didn't matter anymore, but she wasn't fooling anyone and she knew it. "He just fell in love with someone else."

[tooktheblack]

"I'm sorry," Jon said quietly. He chanced reaching out toward her, touching her hand. He was likely to be bitten, certainly, but that was always a risk with something wild and Leah was certainly that.

"It's not very fair to you, that he'd do that."

[genetic_deadend]

"Like you said, such is life," Leah murmured. She didn't snap or pull away, but she'd grown very unaccustomed to receiving any kind of empathy and wasn't sure what to do with it. It made her feel tense and unsteady.

"It would've been easier to get over it if he'd been an asshole about it. I can't even hate the girl he--" She nearly said 'imprinted on' but thankfully stopped herself, because she wasn't sure she wanted to explain it, "--fell for. She's family, she was like a sister to me. I don't particularly like either one of them anymore, but I love them. I hope they're happy, I hope they have a good life. I just didn't want to have to stick around and watch."

It still hurt enough that her eyes stung, but Leah responded to hurt with anger and rubbed at them furiously. "But apparently that's unreasonable and selfish."

[tooktheblack]

"It's not. I left my father's house to go to the Wall because my stepmother, my brother's mother, felt like I was less than vermin. She hated me because I was the product of what she assumed was a tryst my father had after he'd married her. I wasn't. I was his late sister's daughter, though she didn't know that, and Catelyn Stark hated me more than anything imaginable. I was tired of feeling it, always, and knowing I was less than my trueborn brothers and sisters. So I left it all behind."

It was more than he'd told anyone that wasn't family, honestly, and since Leah had shared something intimate, Jon wanted to return that favor.

[genetic_deadend]

Leah huffed a mirthless laugh and dropped her hand, a grateful smile flickering across her face, there and gone just as quickly. Whatever his reason for being willing to share something that personal, it made her feel a little less like an idiot for babbling on about her sucky love life.

"She sounds like a complete and utter bitch, and if she had any damned spine she'd have kicked her husband's ass instead of treating you like shit." She blew out a breath, glad to have some unknown women to unleash some of her venom on. "It follows you, though, doesn't it? That feeling of being less."

[tooktheblack]

"It does. It's followed me my whole life," Jon admitted quietly. "And I suppose your first love and his new love follow you, or did. Here is a place for a brand new start. The island is incredibly good at providing that to people."

[genetic_deadend]

Leah nodded absently; that was what everyone kept saying, and maybe it was true. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing, to stop resisting and give it a chance.

"You know most people would've completely given up on trying to talk to me by now," she remarked with a wry smirk. "You're either stubborn as hell or a glutton for punishment. Or both."

[tooktheblack]

"My brother tends to say both," Jon said, laughing. "Come on, then. No more melancholy. Let's have another swim, instead?"

He nodded toward the water. "I could always toss you in."

[genetic_deadend]

Leah was more than happy to leave the heavier things behind. She scoffed softly and rolled her eyes at him, though her smile warmed considerably for a moment.

"It's cute, how you think you're big enough to do that," she drawled, then looked up and jerked her chin towards the cliff. "Or we could jump."