Game of Thrones: Mending the Broken Bridge

Chapter 2 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.


Chapter 2

Arya stretched and let out a sigh; it was almost time. She quickly got to work, making sure she had everything she needed. She began packing her equipment into her fencing bag and then began to pull on her shoes and jacket.

'I can hardly wait; I always seem to have the most fun there.' She thought to herself. 'I still remember the competition we won last time, the other team was speechless.'

She laughed as she recalled the way the grin on her opponent, a boy twice her height and weight, fell as she dominated the match. With little effort at all she won the match and her team won the competition.

She smiled as she also remembered something else. 'I could see them there in the crowd, cheering me on, Gendry, Jon, even Dad and Robb…When I got home, Bran and Rickon kept on asking me about it too.'

She laughed softly before picking up her fencing bag and heading downstairs, she gently put the bag down next to the door and glanced over to the living room. She bit her lip as she considered now.

'Nobody will come to watch this time, all those that usually do are gone, Rickon's too young to go.' She thought to herself. 'I could always ask…'

Her thoughts trailed off as she entered the living room.

Her mother was sitting there, reading a book, while Rickon watched TV. Arya bit her lip again, already feeling the tension. Things had never quite been the same between her and her mother since she and Gendry started dating.

Arya shook her head. 'All the same, it isn't right, we shouldn't…Oh, what's the use, why ask, I can't believe I even thought about asking, Mum never comes to my fencing matches.'

It was during this internal musing that Catelyn had noticed her daughter's presence and she could see Arya seemed on the verge of asking something, but seemed to think better of it. This confused Catelyn, and saddened her.

'It's like my own daughter cannot even bring herself speak to me now…Let alone ask me anything'

Clearing her throat and straightening up Cat attempted to begin. "Arya…"

Arya started but then nodded. "Hey mum, I just…came to say that's me away to fencing. I'll see you when I get back…See ya Rickon."

Rickon smiled and waved enthusiastically as Arya turned and left, picking up her bag on the way. Catelyn suppressed a sad sigh and wished there was a way to fix things. But how could they sort out this confused mess between them, when they could scarcely talk to each other.

Arya meanwhile sighed and shook her head. It still didn't feel right to her, but she couldn't dwell on it. She pushed the matter out of her mind and got on the bus that would take her to her fencing school.


When she finally arrived at the fencing school; Arya was feeling calmer, but she still couldn't keep from thinking about her issues, they lurked in her sub-consciousness and threated to distract her.

Luckily she found a way to avoid thinking about them, when she reached the doors and came across a member of the class before hers, coming out.

"Hi Loras." She greeted the young man with a smile.

Loras smiled back. "Hey Arya; what's up?"

Arya shrugged. "Ah, you know, nothing much. How'd the class go?"

"Pretty good, well, you better get going, you don't wanna be late." Loras replied with a grin.

Arya laughed and nodded before heading inside, while Loras left for his car. Inside Arya came across her instructor, Syrio, setting everything up. He spotted her and greeted her.

"Ah, Arya, hello."

Arya nodded. "Hi Syrio."

Syrio paused, noticing Arya seemed somewhat, distracted. "Is something troubling you?"

She sighed and shook her head. "I don't…I don't know, I just feel like…there's something at home bothering me…"

She gave him a brief rundown of her problems. Syrio nodded slowly before speaking.

"I think, what really needs to happen, is for you and your mother to sort things out. Finds some time, just the two of you and talk things out, it might be difficult, but it'll be for the best." He told her reassuringly.

She pondered that for a moment and thanked him, she could see the wisdom in what he said. She left him to continue setting up and went to join her fellow team members.

She smiled widely as she approached one of her friends who was part of the club, he smiled too when he saw her approaching.

"Hey Arya." He greeted warmly.

She smiled. "Hey Lommy, good to see you."

Lommy nodded and grinned. "Good to see you too; looking forward to the lesson today?"

"You bet." Arya replied, before realizing who else was present, much to her surprise. "Gods, Lancel, good to see you again, good to have you back."

Lancel grinned. "Hey Arya, it's good to be back."

Arya nodded. "So, you're shoulder's all better now?"

"Yeah; finally." Lancel replied with a slight grimace.

Arya nodded and soon got to talking with the two, as well as exchanging a few comments with other members of the team. It was then she noticed someone missing.

"That's strange." She muttered before turning to the others. "Hey, do you guys know where Brienne is?"

Brienne Tarth was another instructor who also took the lessons.

It was Lancel who replied. "Wait, you haven't heard…She's on maternity leave."

Arya gasped at that, shocked; she knew Brienne was dating Lancel's cousin Jaime Lannister, but had no idea they had gone that far yet. She quickly recovered from her surprise however when Syrio called them over, ready to begin.


Arya smiled as she carried the box of spare foils. It had been a good lesson, plenty of matches and plenty of ways learned on how to improve. Now, at the end of the lesson, Arya was one of the students who helped clean up. She was taking the box to the storeroom.

She spotted the shelf it was to go on, shaking her head she sighed and shifted the box. With the box tucked under her arm, she began to climb to reach her destination. She reached it and slid the box onto the shelf. Just then she felt her grip loosening.

She tried to correct it, to bring her now free arm in to grab the ledge.

'Shit, no!'

That was all she had time to think before losing her grip. She fell to the floor below, landing hard on her right side. Pain lanced through her, particularly in her right arm, mostly in her hand. She cried out and soon the storeroom was a flurry of activity as the others found her and began shouting and trying to help her.


End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.