Okay so I didn't actually mean to post the first chapter of this. I wanted to get a few more written but oh well I guess that was my minds way of making sure this wasn't just another story nobody reads. I'm choosing to put a few other POVs in each chapter so the reader will get small pieces from each story that will slowly fit together. (Hopefully!) Only character I own is Andy and maybe a few other minor characters that are extras. I know where I want this to go but I just need to get there. If you haven't read all the books I highly recommend finishing them all. GRRM is an evil genius and plays with his characters beautifully. He can make you hate the hero love the villain and then completely change your mind a few chapters later. There will be things brought in from the books but nothing that will ruin anything for you and I don't think it will be recognized unless you have read the books. I hope you like and I stay motivated I don't normally like modern AU but I felt that GRRM is perfection in his world so I had to bring his babies to mine.
Chapter 2
Andy- Monday
"I need to speak to Eddard Stark, please."
"May I ask who is calling?" The same person who has been calling for the last week.
"Andy Blade of Blade Co."
"Hold please." She was ready to punch something. She hated to do the corporate thing, but it was necessary.
"Mrs. Blade."
"Miss"
"Miss Blade. Mr. Stark is not in today. May I take a message?" What good will it do. This will be the 10th this month. Who do you have to kill to talk to the CEO of Winter Steel?
"Yes, please tell him that the owner of Blade Co. would like to speak with him about a business opportunity for both of our companies. Thank You." This would be easier if we did this my way.
"I need to go to the gym before I hurt someone." Her assistant is smirking while entering the following week into her tablet. Andy was still terrible at anything to do with computers but again necessary evil. "I'll be at the gym then the new shop if you hear anything back. After you are done with the permits take the rest of the day off. We are about to get a lot busier especially if I can actually find a way to talk to the Starks so rest while you can. Tomorrow we will head to the dealership and get you a car to make it a little easier to run around town."
Willow smiled, nodded, and said "Sounds good." There was hope for this one. She did her job well and kept her mouth closed unless she had and idea which were usually helpful and she always had an answer for a question. Andy had been through five assistants in the past three months. She didn't feel her expectations were too high. She just needed someone she could count on to submit the paperwork on time, keep track of the schedule, and actually show up for work on time. The last one was an automatic dismissal. Usually she hated the idea of an assistant but Willow was making her life easier she could actually spend time at the shop thanks to the girl.
Jumping into her truck Andy shifts gears and points it South towards her favorite gym. She'd been in Westeros for a month now and it took most of that to find a gym that had everything she needed. It was settled just North of Crossroads which was considered the bad part of the city, but the gym was only a few blocks from a police station so it wasn't too dangerous and it wasn't like she couldn't handle herself anyways.
Damn, not alone this time. A tall broad man with black hair, an awesome build and a nice ass was lifting in the corner. Hmm, at least the view here was nice. She mostly came for the large sparring area and it had a place she could hold her self defense classes when she got around to doing them again. She dropped her bag, taped her hands, and headed straight for the heavy bag to take out all of her frustrations. For the first time that day her headache started to disappear.
Gendry- Monday Morning
"Babe get up you're going to be late." Monday, he hated Mondays especially since he enrolled. What was he thinking enrolling in classes? Yes, he wanted to get a construction management degree but working at the construction site weekdays and bouncing at Hollow Hill Bar on Thursday, Friday and Saturday night was hard enough without classes Monday, Wednesday and Friday.
Mr. Mott was kind enough to give him mornings off the days he had class and in one week sleep was going to be an old friend. If he didn't pass out from exhaustion then he was bound to smash his hand with a hammer or worse fall off the skyscraper he was working on.
"Gendry" And then there was Jayne. He started rolling out of bed just as she was about to walk in. "Oh, good you're up. I was thinking maybe we could go out tonight, you know like we used to do." Jayne was a teacher and was done with work by 3:00. She had her afternoons off and always wanted to do something. When he got home who knows when he just wanted to grab a shower, a beer, and kick up his feet and maybe catch a game on TV. She was looking at him. Shit, she wanted an answer. Every time he opened his mouth he got in trouble it was better to stay quiet.
"Maybe." She was staring at him. Not good.
"Are you serious?" She shifted her weight and put her hands on her hip. Really, not good. "We've been dating for two years now Gen and I can count on one hand how many times we have actually had a date!" After slipping on his shirt and leaning over to put his head in his hands and he sighs to himself. This argument again, he used to get mad and yell. He was tired when he got home or he didn't like to go to the clubs, but the more they argue the less he seems to care. It wasn't supposed to be like that.
"Look we can go out if I get off on time. Okay?"
"Gods Gen it's like you don't even care anymore. I've been here for two years and it just seems like we slip further and further away. Do you even want this anymore? Us?" He hesitates. A way out? No. But he waits to long. She's crying now. Not good. "You know what Gen, I'm done. I thought I could be patient. My friends said you were a good guy, we would be good together, and we would end up married. I just had to be patient. I want marriage and kids but that's never going to happen is it? It's like you can't even make time for me." She turns on her heel and storms out. Shit! He gets up and starts to chase her out.
"Jayne wai… Damnit." He yells out after he trips over his tool belt. He's already running late and she has already left. He grabs his belt and hardhat and heads towards his Jeep. It's too late to chase her even if he wanted too. Why should I rush after her if she's just going to yell at me? He has to be at work they can work it out later. When he arrives he's 10 minutes late the other men are already up top.
Mott stops him heading to the lift. "Finally made it boy, have problems getting your ass out of bed?"
"No, had women trouble." Mott just grunts he's been married three times and looks up at him. "Get to the top boy. We need to be ready for the next level by morning." He hits the top and starts swinging his hammer. Driving in giant rivets on the big beams makes the day fly by and before he knows it he's drenched in sweat and it is lunch time. He sheds his shirt in the hopes it will dry out a little and sits on the beam and looks out over the city as he eats in silence. Then it's back to swinging his hammer then he's pounded in his last rivet and the welder has tacked the last one two hours before quitting time.
"Pack it up ladies. We're going home early." Mott yells over the noise. Already packed up and halfway home he remembers his fight with Jayne. Shit. He slows down wanting to prolong the reunion. When he opens the door and braces for the continued argument he's surprised to find silence. It's so quiet and all of her stuff is gone except for the note on the table.
Gen, after this morning I think it's best if we just end this now. We both know this is going nowhere. I've been too blind to see it and I believe you have been too nice to end it. Good Luck with school. I know you'll do well. With love- Jayne.
Two years gone. He should probably be more disappointed but he's not. He's relieved. Of course he cares about her but never as much as she cared for him. Now what? He doesn't want to sit here and think. Gym time! He hasn't had the time to go in a long time. A shirt and gym shorts later he's walking into the gym. Anything not to think. A couple of laps to warm up then some lifting. This place was always quiet. Ding. Spoke to soon. Just a girl probably here for a quick jog on the treadmill. She's pretty. She is short, long dark brown auburn hair and curvy. He's checking her out but hey he's single so why not? Damn she is really working that bag. She's stronger than she looks kinda like Arya was. Where did that come from he hasn't allowed himself to think of her in a few years. She would be what… 18? No around 20 now. Wonder what she looks like now I bet she's even more beautiful now. Still short and amazingly annoying?
Sandor- Monday Morning
Another day of waiting on the little bird. Pick me up, drive me here, and carry this. He hated when she went shopping it usually meant a lot of waiting and then hundreds of bags to carry and load into the trunk. It seems like he's spent his whole life waiting. At least with the little shit he got to hurt somebody occasionally. He had to step in and rescue her when the little prick tried to hit her. He had wanted to murder him when he tried and then again when she mentioned those other men grabbing her on the dance floor. Why? She wasn't his. She would never be his. "I need a drink" he grumbles to himself. He's even been doing less of that since he agreed to work for the wolf pack. He was waiting outside her apartment again. It was early, earlier than she usually got out. There she is running down the stairs in her heels. How the fuck does she run in those damn things. She slides gracefully into the back seat. She is always graceful "Where to little bird?"
"Arya's new place. I'm going to help her and the boys move her stuff in." Fuck. That means I'm going to pack all of the little she-wolf's stuff inside. Just another day of following his little bird. No not his. Why do I do this? He puts the car in drive and glances back at her and then she gives him one of her prettiest smiles. "Thank you Sandor"
