Sansa 1
"Leave her be!"
The men quickly parted for the enormous man, bumping into each other in a rush to get away. The girl was quickly let go, immediately turning her head to look for the source of the uproar. She instantly met cold, unyielding grey eyes filled with rage and something akin to surprise. The moment she heard the voice she had known whom it belonged to, but she didn't believe it until he spoke again, a rough, grating voice that jolted her into consciousness.
"Well, well little bird, I sure didn't expect to find you here."
Sandor Clegane went down on one knee next to her, steadying her by grabbing her shoulder. Still frightened by her close encounter with the clansmen and their impatient hands, Alayne could do nothing but stare, stare at the man who had frightened her so much just some years before. She opened her mouth to speak but could only stutter.
"Forgot how to chirp little bird? Come on girl, it's not safe here, we have to leave." Before she could even register what was happening he took her in his arms and proceeded to walk through the castle, dodging the fighting men and the bloodshed going on everywhere. Sansa finally got her wits together and realized just what was happening as they were almost in sight of the main entrance.
"No, no stop!" she protested, squirming against his chest, "My, my father and Randa…and, and sweetrobin, they're not safe! We need to go back! They'll kill them, please! Please!"
Clegane looked down into her huge blue eyes, filled with fear and apprehension, and Alayne could only see dogged determination in them.
"Seven hells little bird, how do you expect me to save the whole castle? Bugger them, they'll be alright. Stop chirping or I'll leave you behind same as them."
A/N: Sooo…this is my first fan fiction ever! The ASOIAF fandom is so amazing I finally had to give in and write something. I already have the rest planned out and should be updating a chapter a day. Reviews and comments are much appreciated! Thank you for reading!