This is a re-post.. I realized after posting that I didn't update the correct one.. also I've been asked to show the Jaime/Ella encounter, so that's been added as well!

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Chapter 3

"I will not." Her refusal was the only way to show them that she is not weak.

"You will." He would not allow her to defy him.

Her eyes meet his in defiance.

"No." She almost wants to smile at the look of disbelief on his face.

Robb turns away from her and crosses the tent to sink wearily in his chair, looking far older than his years.

Movement to her left catches her eye and she holds her breath as his giant direwolf enters the tent and passes by her, his tail grazing her arm.

She refuses to show any fear of the beast, well aware that Robb was watching her reaction.

"I want to see my brother," she demands as she crosses the space between them, she pretends to completely unperturbed by Grey Wind's presence at his side.

When his eyes meet hers in challenge, she holds her chin high.

"Write the letter and you shall see your brother."

She bites her lip as she considers.

He pours her a glass of water and takes a goblet of wine for himself, staring at her over the rim. "You don't want to see him?" he asks.

She wants to tell him no, doesn't want him to know how badly she wants to see Jaime. Weakness is what he is looking for. But...

"Please." One simple word.

Her father would be so proud, she thinks sarcastically.

He nods and gets up from his chair, and walks towards his desk.

"I'll need you to write this first."

So she does. Of course she does.

xxx

Robb pulled the girl towards the Kingslayers pen himself, preferring to be there the entire time they spoke. He wouldn't put it past those Lannister's to find some way to escape.

When they rounded the corner and Ella spotted her brother in his pen, she let out a mix between a cry and a shout as she attempted to run to him. Since Robb was still holding on to the rope that bound her wrists, she wasn't able to get very far as he pulled her back into him. She stumbled and he caught her, righting her footing as she struggled against his hold.

Jaime had been facing away from them, but hearing the struggles and his sisters cries he whipped his head around, as much as his throat cuff would allow.

His eyes showed his fury at seeing his baby sister pulled like some type of animal by the Stark boy who didn't withhold his sneer at the Kingslayers rage.

"Why is she being treated like a prisoner?" Jaime demanded, struggling against his restraints.

"Because she is a prisoner. I thought you were smarter than this Kingslayer." Robb taunted as he gave Ella a little shove so she fell on her knees next to the bars.

At this Jaime yelled curses about ripping him apart, while Ella turned her head to give him a hurt look.

He felt a tad guilty when her wide blue eyes met his. He quickly pushed it away and watched the Kingslayers struggle continue.

Ella focused on her brother once again as she tried to put her bound wrists through bars to touch him.

When that didn't work she rested her forehead against the bars and spoke softly.

"Are you okay? Are they feeding you?" Jaime's anger faded as swiftly as it came as he avoided eye contact and lied.

"Of course sweetheart. I'm their ticket to getting back that dim witted Stark. They wouldn't hurt me." Ella nodded but something in her eyes showed she didn't fully believe him.

"I want to go home." Ella said as her voice broke, tears quickly ran down her cheeks.

Jaime smiled weakly through the beginnings of a beard and said, "I almost wondered if you would have ever realized that Tyrell wasn't good enough for you. It gives me great joy to see that when this is over I can take you back home little one."

Ella let out a laugh, contrasting greatly with the all the tears.

"I didn't mean it that way big brother... I'm still going to marry Willas."

Jaime laughed and let out a snort which even made Robb want to grin. Of course he didn't though.

"Ah, well it looks like I still have time to convince you then. Have they hurt you?" he asked in a worried voice, he let his eyes drift up to meet Robb's in a promise that had Robb gripping his sword.

Ella shook her head and he seemed to believe her as he closed his eyes and let his head fall forward, quickly saying a silent prayer. When he looked back up at her, she saw the glistening of unshed tears in his eyes.

"I'm okay, I'm just worried about you. They have you locked away like some type of filthy creature."

Jaime's lips quirked into a smile which had Ella grinning at him.

She quickly turned to Robb "Could I please wash him up?" She begged with big hopeful eyes.

"No. I've allowed you to see him, but your time is up." Robb said coldly as he reached for her arm.

"NO!" She screeched as she attempted to grab onto the bars.

Robb sighed as he bent to grab her again, surely leaving bruises on her arms.

"Let her go Stark! You don't need her, you have me. My father will give you whatever you want, just let her go!" Jaime yelled as she started to struggle with his restraints again.

Robb ignored both of their protests as he picked the girl up and flung her over his shoulder as she kicked and screamed at him.

His men all got a good show that morning, watching him carrying the struggling girl who screamed out curses that even made some of them blush.

Some even laughed as she swore to kill them all.

xxx

When the sun begins to set and Lady Catelyn makes her way to her sons tent, she didn't intend on passing by the Lannister girl. She knew the girl was a little older than Sansa, and did not wish to feel any type of sympathy for a Lannister. So when she is a few tents down from her sons, she sees something that makes her hesitate.

Theon Greyjoy. She has always hated her husbands ward. Trusted the kraken as far as she could throw him.

He's heading towards where the Lannister girl is being held prisoner and Catelyn can't help but follow.

She stays hidden as she observes the scene before her. He sauntered through throngs of soldiers, watching his surroundings for any sign of Robb.

The kraken was quick to mask his face in a look of boredom as he approached the girl who was laying on her side in the back of her cage.

He stopped in place, rocking forward on his feet. "Have you ever heard the tales of winter? How monsters come out at night to find pretty little things like you."

The girl didn't even look at him, didn't show any sign that she actually heard him.

Theon didn't seem to appreciate being ignored. He turned and looked towards the two guards who were watching the scene with interest.

Cate watched in disbelief as Theon ordered them away, and almost came out of her hiding spot.

Instead, she decided to watch and see what he would do.

He didn't waste any time as he entered the cage and bent down to run his hands over her hair. She tensed at his touch, his proximity, but didn't move or make a noise.

His hands reached out and grasped her shoulder, pushing her on her back as he hovered over her.

Catelyn was horrified by the turn of events as a gasp escaped her lips while she stumbled out of her hiding spot.

The Lannister girls head twisted as she looked towards the noise.. she met Catelyns wide eyed stare. .

Catelyn wasn't sure if it was seconds or minutes, but Theon was suddenly hit solidly, torn away from his pretty little prey and pinned to the ground.

Robb stared down at him icily, his mouth a pressing line.

"Robb," Theon greeted blithely; Angry he was at the interruption—twice in two days, now—but his best friends fury more than satisfied him. "You need only ask to share."

Robbs look hardened. He curled his fingers around Theon's throat, effortlessly picked him off the ground and set him on his feet. He didn't release his grip. The look in Robb's eyes was more than coldness—Catelyn spotted the ever-present disappointment he felt when he looked at his best friend.

"Get out of here," Robb said at last, releasing Theon with a slight distasteful shove. His eyes landed on the small girl still laying on her back "Before you find yourself locked in the cell with the Kingslayer. I'm sure he would be more than willing to share."

Robb turned to examine the girl when Catelyn made her way into the cell to check on her.

"Is she okay?" Robb asked, worry clearly written on his face.

Catelyn hovered over her, resting her hand on the pale girls cheek before ripping off her cloak and covering the girl with it.

"Robb shes got a fever." The girls eyes opened again, wildly searching for the voices above her.

Robb bent to examine her and hesitantly put his palm to her forehead. His eyes went wide when he felt how hot she was. She was burning up, no wonder she wasn't fighting off Theon when he had wondered onto the scene. After the fight she had put up that morning after seeing her brother, the girl had to be physically dragged kicking and screaming, promising to kill them all. This wasn't like her at all, well from what he knew of her already.

"How long have you had her out in the cold like this?" Catelyn asked, glaring at her son.

"Well- I don't" Robb tried, unable to put a sentence together.

"We need to get her out of this cold." His mother ordered.

Robb watched the girls eyes open as she tried to focus on him, before slipping closed again.

Immediately he bent and picked her up, cradeling her against his chest as he headed back towards his tent with his mother following closely behind.

Instead of taking her into his mothers tent, which is what he knew she wanted, he instead carried her into his.

Whatever argument Catelyn tried to make was lost on deaf ears as he gently laid her onto his bed and covered her with his furs.

Catelyn searches his tent before she gives up and tells him she is going to get some warm water and more blankets.

With her departure, he turns back to Ella and kneels before her. resting his hand against her cheek.

He knew leaving her out in the cold was wrong. His anger towards her family almost cost him her life. An innocent girl.

He let his gaze drift over her face... she looked sickly white, his rough hand starkly contrasting with her skin; his stomach churned.

xxx

After his mother returned with supplies, she tended to the girl while he refused to leave her side. Sometime during the night the girls whimpers brought him to kneel before her again.

"Ella," Robb said soothingly, tucking her hair behind her ears, holding her gaze. "It's okay. You're okay now."

She nodded as a tear slipped down her cheek. Quickly, she wiped it away, making an effort to slow her breathing.

"What happened?" she asked after a few moments.

He ran his finger gently around her cheek as he felt her forehead.

"You had a fever. You're still pretty warm but you'll be fine. We're taking care of you," he assured her.

Her look softened as she studied his face. He watched several emotions flash before she settled on a sincere smile.

"I'm sure you must be tired, wolves do sleep right?" she joked half-heartedly, even as tears glimmered in her eyes. She managed a small, contrite smile, breaking his heart further. He put her in this position, and she was trying to comfort him.

"We do sleep, but I'm plenty rested. How are you feeling?" he asked gently, reaching for her hand to hold. It was delicate and so warm. He squeezed it reassuringly while she looked at him with questioning eyes. This was a far change from this morning and he knew it.

His mother must have woken because suddenly she was standing over him.

"Robb," Catelyn spoke up upon seeing the contemplative look on his face, looking rueful herself, "you've already done so much. I can handle it from here."

He looked at her incredulously. "I'm not leaving her."

Cate frowned a moment, prepared to argue her bearing, but her son wasn't easily swayed to simply let things go. Giving a nod, she sat back in the chair she had been sleeping in, and watched over her son.

Now that the girl was okay, Catelyn worried what this now meant. Clearly her son was besotted with the girl, which could only end badly.

She felt sorry for the girl, missing her own daughters and couldn't help her mothers instincts from taking over to help her. But now that the worst has passed she saw this situation in a new light.

This was dangerous... Catelyn thought.