This is my first fiction in this fandom. I have only written one other fiction for Downton Abbey under the name mgarza2112 which I still need to write one more chapter for.
I normally do not ship villains with protagonists but the actor Aidan Gillen is my inspiration for this not the actual character of Petyr Baelish. Although I personally do not see Petyr as the villain in the show. I see him more as a man who was once broken and learned a very bitter lesson. He is a survivor who watches people squirm for his amusement. He is a risk taker who has nothing to lose because he lost a long time ago. I believe the villain for him is Catelyn Stark. I have taken liberties to make her more villainous in this fiction.
This is basically a love story, but there will be deaths because this is Game of Thrones after all. I am rating this fiction M because there will be parts that are definitely not appropriate for children or even teens.
I do not own any of these wonderful characters, but I am borrowing them because I love them. Sometimes I want them to do and say things to make me happy.
The Mockingbird and the Dire Wolf Become One
By chaosismyfriend
Chapter 1: The Catalyst
Sansa sits with Septa Mordane planning out her needlework. For the past nights she dreams about a little mockingbird with grey-green eyes perching itself on her shoulder. Sansa notices she feels great comfort as the mockingbird sits atop her shoulder, and finds she feels empty when he flies away. This morning, as she awoke, she has an urge to make a patched quilt of her little mockingbird. Sansa envisions a father mockingbird, a mother mockingbird, and twelve little mockingbirds. She figures to put clothing on the birds to distinguish the gender. She will put little blue capes for the boys and pink bonnets on the girls. She needs two girls and ten boys plus the mom and dad. She is so engrossed in her vision that she is startled by a knock on her door.
It is Maester Luwin with a look of concern on his face.
"Lady Sansa, your father requests your help with one of your sisters."
At first, Sansa is confused but then remembers her mother is at the Vale assisting her sister, Lady Lysa Royce. Lady Lysa sent for her because she was set to deliver her fifth child. Sansa is the lady of the house, so she nods and follows him to her sister Arya's room. Sansa somehow figured it has be Arya because she is always in trouble. She probably got caught playing with swords, or good lord, a jousting stick. Little does Sansa know she is about to walk into a situation she would never have dreamed.
Sansa walks in to see her sister in a big gown holding her back and sweating badly. Arya looks to be in pain and distress. Sansa runs over to her to ask, "Arya, what's wrong?"
Before Arya answers her father yells, "Who is the father?"
Sansa looks at her father to ask once more, "What are you talking about?"
Maester Luwin interjects, "She is with child and about to deliver."
Sansa looks at Arya in shock. She is only sixteen years old. As Sansa opens her mouth to ask her sister about this they hear a sound of water splash the floor. Arya huffs and grits her teeth as a surge of pain over takes her. Maester Luwin goes over to Arya in order to guide her towards her bed.
"Lady Arya it is very near your time. Lady Sansa and I will assist you bring your child to this world. Your father will go down and ask Septa Mordane to assist us, "Maester Luwin looks at Ned who nods and walks out.
Sansa calms herself and begins assisting Maester Luwin as Septa Mordane walks in with warm water and clean towels. Arya's screams intensify. Septa Modane raises Arya's gown, and Sansa realizes how large her sister is. Arya is lucky her pregnancy occurred during the winter when heavy coats are necessary. Maester Luwin looks between Arya's legs and notices she is already crowning. He tells Arya to give a big push when he instructs her to. In the next minute Arya lets out a loud scream as she pushes out a head from her lady part. Arya is crying out in pain. Sansa feels helpless seeing her sister in such pain. Arya pushes and screams again until this tiny, perfect baby comes out gasping for air. Maester Luwin passes the baby over to Septa Mordane, who sucks out something from the baby's mouth and nose. The baby screams out in all its glory.
"A boy! A beautiful baby boy!" Septa Mordane screams out. Sansa immediately goes to hold him. He has beautiful black hair with a rosy appearance. Arya is trying to see her baby, but a pain makes her scream out again as Maester Luwin says, "Looks like twins."
This time Arya pushes the baby out faster. Maester Luwin passes the baby to Septa Mordane, who gets the baby to wail quickly.
"Another beautiful baby boy!"
Sansa takes a hold of that baby too. She sees this one is rosy and blonde. Septa Mordane tells Sansa to clean up the babies while they finish up with Arya. Sansa can see a very strong resemblance to Arya in the baby with black hair, but the blonde hair baby puzzles her. Although the baby looks familiar she is not sure who it looks like. The blonde baby is breathtaking just like, like⦠Sansa puts her hand to her mouth.
"Jaime Lannister," Sansa whispers to Arya.
"Yes, I love him, my prince!"
As Maester Luwin delivers the placenta, Arya falls back on her pillow with a big smile on her face.
"The Gods were with you today, my dear," Maester Luwin says as he leaves the women to take care of the rest of the duties.
Sansa helps Septa Mordane wrap the babies in warm blankets to give to Arya for their first milk. Septa leaves Sansa alone with Arya and the babies as she goes to fetch Shae to come clean Arya up.
When Septa Mordane comes back Arya is protesting about feeding the babies, "I can't feed them. I don't have milk." Septa Mordane huffs as she comes over to Arya to pull her night gown up and squeezes Arya's left breast as milk flies through the air. "What do you think that is?" Arya makes a face, "Gross I can't put them on to my breast with their little mouths. Saliva all over me." Septa has enough of Arya as she snaps, "Just pretend it is the father sucking on your breasts as he is inside you. It didn't bother you then, so it should not bother you now."
Sansa smirks as her sister hesitatingly puts a baby up to her breast. Once there the baby latches on as Arya complains that it hurts. "It didn't hurt you when the man was between your legs and he put his thing in you and deposited his seed in you, did it? It can't be more painful when you lost your maidenhood to him. Oh and Arya, the Maester forgot to mention that you will be bleeding from your lady part quite badly for a while, so if I were you I would keep the father out of there unless he likes getting blood all over himself," with this Septa walks out. Arya mumbles something about wanting the pregnancy.
Sansa sits down next to Arya as she notices a change in her little sister to that of a loving, caring mother. This is odd behavior for Arya, who always does boy activities and has never been very feminine. Sansa kisses the babies on the forehead as she speaks, "Arya I love your babies. They are beautiful especially the little blonde one who looks just like the handsome Jamie Lannister. How do you want me to tell father the identity of the babies' father?"
Arya looks up frightened, "He will kill Jamie and that will kill me."
Sansa shakes her head, "No he will not kill Jamie. Let me talk to him after supper and then I will bring him up when he is ready. We can both tell him together like sisters should."
Arya smiles and nods to assure Sansa she agrees with her plan. Sansa leaves Arya with Shae and the babies. She walks to her chambers to wash up before heading for supper. As she enters her room she thinks of her mockingbird. She feels her mockingbird will be coming soon, and that gives her a sense of security
