Again, I am not George R. R. Martin. However, whenever I look at him I think he was destined to either be a fantasy writer or a steamboat captain.

Episode 3: Part 2

Bound (or where does she think she is going to put that?)

February 8, 1999

The Sick Vermin

Arya Stark awoke from uneasy dreams to find she was a sick vermin. The cold she was nursing for the last couple of days had fully crippled her at last. Her raspy voice was almost non-existent at this point. The day before her body ached and now she could barely move. Breathing was replaced by wheezing and coughing. Her nose leaked yellow mucus as she tried to get up. She didn't want to be sick. In AP English they were discussing Kafka and she had labs to finish in Biology. She didn't have time to be sick. Most importantly of all - that weekend she would be seventeen. She and Gendry had plans and she would not allow this sickness to detour that. For now though, she couldn't go to school today.

She reached for the phone on her bed side table. She tried to swallow as much spit and phlegm before someone answered. After a couple of rings a young voice was heard saying, "Hello?"

Arya moved her mouth away from the receiver and coughed before she answered. "Hi Eddie, it's Arya. Is Gendry up?"

"Ummm...hold on..." the boy said placing the phone down. "Gendry! Your girlfriend is on the phone!"

There were muffled noises as she heard Gendry pick up the phone. "Hello?" He asked, his voice a little scratchy from just waking up. Arya could not stop another cough and this time did it right into the phone.

"Still feeling like shit?" He responded, knowing Arya at this point just from her cough.

"Yep. Would you mind picking up my stuff for me today?" She asked and realized she would spend most of the day in a zombie in her bed.

"I will. Feel better. Get some sleep and watch the Price is Right. Maybe they will play Cliff Hangers."

Arya laughed remembering the obnoxious game. On hot days last summer they spent hours at Gendry's air conditioned house watching enlightening daytime Television. Price is Right was one of their favorites and the yodeling game a joy of hers. "I'll try. See you after school?"

"I'll stop by with your stuff. Feel better." He said with a pause wanting to say something.

"Have a good day." Arya broke the silence. She knew what words hung on both their lips but neither would say. They both wanted to say it, but were terrified to say it out loud.

"You too," he responded and hung up.

She thought of getting up to tell her mom she would not be going to school today but she knew her mom would be by shortly. Arya got up at 6:00, had some breakfast around 6:30, and Gendry picked her up at 7:00, at least during the cold months when she didn't want to walk. Any deviation in this would be noticed.

Around 6:35 there was a knock at her door. "Come in," Arya moaned.

Her mom walked in still in her pajamas. "Still feeling under the weather?" Arya coughed and sniffed as her answer. "I'll call you in," Cat said moving towards her daughter for a closer examination. In her youth, when Arya avoided school more, she tried to feign sickness to avoid going to that cage. She would wake before her mom, quickly do jumping jacks to work up a slight sweat, rub her face vigorously to create more warmth, and then gargle warm water to trick the thermometer. Cat grew wise to these over time and was more suspicious of her daughter. Cat felt he daughter's face to check her temperature. As she sat at the edge of the bed she looked at her sick little girl. "Want to go to the doctor?" She asked with worry in her voice.

"Nah, it's just a cold. Maybe tomorrow if I am not feeling any better," She answered, thankful her mother asked, and did not order going to the doctor.

"Okay, did you need anything?" Cat asked getting up and moving out of the room.

"Some DayQuil if we have any and maybe some water," She said rolling onto her other side before realizing she had another piece of information to share. "Ohh, and Gendry will be stopping by after school, I asked him to get whatever stuff I missed today."

"That's nice of him," Cat said sincerely. The mother of the Stark clan was protective of her pack but Gendry was growing on her. He was a nice boy who took care of her difficult daughter. She just always want the door to be open a crack Arya realized. As Cat left Arya rolled to her side and a thought popped in her mind.

Fuck, it is coming out today. I could ask mom to pick up a copy but she'd probably pick up the wrong book. I'll just have to wait until I am functioning human to go to Target to get it.

The day passed in a blur. Cat returned to Arya's room a few minutes later with medicine and water, but after there was the peacefully darkness of sleep. She slept through The Price is Right and was only roused to consciousness with her mom giving her some grilled cheese and tomato soup for lunch. It was a little reminder of her childhood and Arya was happy to have the treat. She tried to stay awake and work on some homework she had around after that. She was already going to fall behind but wanted to avoid that. However, when she looked at her Algebra 2 book the numbers began to swirl around her head, her mind unable to understand math in her condition.

Fuck it. Fuck it. You win you fucking cold.

She fell back asleep and had bizarre dreams. She was a wolf walking through the woods and happened upon others. There was a dragon, a stag, and Flacor, the big ass white flying dog from The Never-Ending Story. They were planning a lovely Sunday afternoon brunch and Arya had to go get the Tomato Juice and Vodka for the Bloody Marys. This would be difficult because as she didn't have any cash and forgot her debit card at home. Not to mention she was a wolf and wouldn't probably not be able to buy those things. She didn't have thumbs - how could she get these things. It sent her into a rage. She woke with a start when she began to eat the stag.

It was four-thirty and Arya was confused. Gendry got off school at 3:00pm and should have been there by now. She got up, felt a bit better, and looked around the room. There were no signs he was there and left without waking her. She laid back down.

I hope he didn't forget. I wanted to get that stuff and say Hi. Truthfully I would want him to snuggle with me the rest of the evening, he is such a good big spoon. But, I doubt mom would be okay with that and I don't want to give him this plague.

A few minutes later she heard the door bell ring and conversation from below. It was distant at first but came in clear as the people neared the door.

"That's good to hear about Eddie. I know this has been hard on him."

"He's hanging in there." She heard her boyfriend tell her mother.

There was a knock as her mom opened the door a bit. "Arya, Gendry is here." She said into the room.

Arya coughed a bit and spouted out "Tell him to come in and that he's late."

"Sounds like she is feeling better." She heard Gendry quip and her mom laugh.

Did my mom just laugh at Gendry? Did I take NyQuil by mistake? If Falcor comes in here I am freaking out.

Luckily, it was just Gendry. He entered the room quietly and left the door open a bit. "Hey," he started quietly, "How was your day? How are you feeling?"

Arya sat up a bit, "My day was okay, feeling a bit better, kind of want to watch the Never-Ending Story again."

"Really now?" Gendry asked with a smirk and sat next to her.

"Get my stuff?" Arya asked slowly and continued with more accusation in her voice "And why are you so late?"

"Well," Gendry started, "I have your stuff right here. And I had a stop to make before I came over."

"And what was so important you couldn't come and help your ailing girlfriend?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I had to stop at Target really quick. Something came out today."

A grin quickly grew over her face. "You got it for me? You knew it came out today?"

"Of course I got it, you have talked about it for the last month non-stop." Gendry reached into his backpack and brought out a brown paper bag. Arya quickly grabbed it out of his hands and pulled her prize out of the bag. In her hands rested the thick tomb of fantasy that read A Ballad of Hot and Cold Things - A Typhoon of Tridents. Holding back a cough she bobbed her head a little in excitement.

"Awesome" she said simply enough, admiring the book. It was then that she noticed that it was not given to her in a plastic target bag. She looked at the simple brown bag and noticed it was from Book World.

"You went to Book World? Why not Target?" She asked.

"I did go to Target. It wasn't there. It also wasn't at Wal-Mart, and it wasn't at the Bookfinders downtown. So I gave Book World a shot and they had it." Arya coughed a bit and tried to hide a little tear that was forming in her eye.

He went too four different stores and drove about 50 miles round trip to get me this. I have to say it, I have to.

She still had a raspy voice and didn't want her first time saying this to be gravely. Looking up at Gendry and his deep blue eyes she thought of a solution.

So glad I took that sign language class in summer school that one year.

Raising her right hand up she placed her ring and pinky finger in the air and lowered her two middle fingers. Her thumb also extended out and she gave Gendry a meek but meaningful smile. He looked confused for a moment and said, "Spider-Man?"

Spider-Man? What the fuck?

Arya looked angry and hurt. "No, not Spider-Man you stupid ass!" She lightly yelled hurting her throat. "It's sign! It means I love you!" She yelped and hit him on his shoulder.

Gendry looked floored for a moment but still confused. "Why did you say Spider-Man?" Arya asked with aggravation that her plan had not worked out.

"Well, it looked like Spider-Man," he began. He mimicked her hand configuration and placed did it in a downward motion.

Ohhh, I guess it does look like Spider-Man shooting his web.

"Ohh, well, it isn't Spider-Man shooting his web. It's me telling you that..." she realized she was about to say it. "...I love you."

Gendry smiled back and moved closer giving her a hug. He held her for a moment kissing her on forehead. "I love you too."

He sat for a bit longer and talked about his day. She didn't miss much besides Hot Pie's fudge brownies.

"I should get going, got to make Eddie dinner tonight and I got some homework to do. Think you will make it to school tomorrow?" He got up and got his stuff together.

"I think so, I am feeling a bit better. If not I'll give you a call." She responded looking down at the book she planned on devouring once he left.

"Good, I'll see you tomorrow," he walked to the door. Before walking out he turned to her and said "Arya." She looked up and he raised his hand back to the familiar form. "Spider-Man."

She giggled and looked back raising her hand up as well. "Spider-Man," She replied.

He smiled and left the room. She opened the book and saw on the first page there was an inscription from Gendry.

"Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B, A, Start ~ Gendry"

March 9, 1999

The Drug Seeker

Arya waited without her underwear on. She felt more than a little exposed but it was worth it. Waiting without her panties was worth it because once the doctor came to the room Arya would get the drug she needed.

It began shortly after she told Gendry she loved him. Their love life had been moving along quite nicely to that point. Earlier nights of heavy petting became nights of fingering and handjobs. And that changed again on Arya's birthday. She vividly remembered the first time he went down on her. It was a Saturday night at Gendry's and they had the place to themselves. The cold she had earlier in the week had lifted. And on that day she was finally seventeen. She knew it wasn't as big of a deal as it would be next year but she loved for a few months Gendry and she would be the same age. John Carpenter's The Thingplayed in the background on Gendry's TV as they laid in his bed together, Arya's head resting on his chest. She had fully planned to watch the movie they had heard good things about. It got to the part where the dog was running through the snow and Arya's hand accidentally grazed his inner thigh. He softly moaned and flipped her onto her back and moved his hand to her exposed inner thigh.

She had recently learned an important lesson her Sansa – Skirts. One day she over heard her sister talking to one of her friends saying that it gave Joffery 'easy access'. Her mother complimented Arya on the new skirts and more feminine outfits she had worn recently.

If only she knew.

His soft fingers crept up to her panties. His lips crashed against hers as his other hand wrapped around her neck and cradled her head. His kisses moved to her neck and she gasped at his sudden attention towards her. Usually in their actives she was the aggressor as it was the role she liked and the role he liked her to play. But not tonight. With his one hand he lowered her panties to her knees. He slowly began to rub his finger against her sensitive flesh. Her eyes closed as she her heart quickened. Without penetrating he moved up and down tortuously slow without going high enough to hit the spot she wanted.

I love how much better he has gotten at this, but I wish he didn't use his powers for evil teasing.

She opened he eyes, and began to whine, pleading with him. "Is there something you want?" He asked nuzzling his mouth against her neck so the words and warm breath went into her skin.

"Yes...and it's my birthday...so be nice..." Arya sputtered out. Although she was slightly pinned underneath him she had one hand free and moved it towards the bulge in his jeans. It was warm and firm and he shuddered as she ran he fingers along it.

"I think I am being very nice," he said as she teased him back. "But..." he slowly moved his hand back to his face and placed his middle finger into his mouth. Pulling it out of his mouth and lowered the moist digit back under her skirt. After grazing against her for folds for a moment he plunged the wet finger into her and asked "...is this what you want?"

Without thought Arya said, "Fuck" and bucked her hips against him. He moved slowly at first, ignoring her moaning pleas for more. She would occasionally utter a wistful whining "Gendry," and he would move a bit faster. His lips moved up her neck to her ear and slowly began to nibble on her ear.

I can't take much more of this...

As she thought that his thumb lowered to her hood. Arya tightened the grasp she had around his body as he traced circles around her clit. As she thought she was about to gain the release she so badly wanted he stopped.

Okay, WHAT THE FUCK! It's my birthday, let me cum goddammit!

She was about to vocalize her anger at the situation as he slowly moved his position and began to kiss his way down her body. He kissed each button of the blouse she had worn to match the skirt. She worked his way down her stomach and tongued his way down to her knee. He looked up at her with a devious smile.

Is he about to...

Without any more warning he removed her panties that remained around her knees and tossed them off to the side. He returned his lips to her knee and began to work up the inside of her leg and his head disappeared a little under the skirt.

Oh fuck...

When his tongue first slowly met her cunt she let out a loud groan of pleasure. His warm tongue slowly began to work up and down like his finger began, not reaching the top part that she so badly wanted. This felt amazing but she wanted something more. "Gendry," she said softly, "Take my skirt off, I want to see you. I want to touch you."He removed his head from her crotch and moved his hands to her hips. Lifting up a little to help, but with Gendry mostly moving her body off the bed, he moved the skirt entirely. He surprisingly stopped for a moment and looked at her.

"You are so fucking beautiful. So fucking hot. I love you." She smiled back at him as he lowered his head back down. Without the obstacle of the skirt she could run her hands through his hair. He had wanted to get a haircut before her birthday but didn't have a chance. She would have liked to see him with a nice do, but at this moment, his long shaggy hair was amazing for her fingers to comb through and tug. His tongue began to move faster and glide into her and she felt his thumb back to her nub. He slowly grazed her with his thumb to match the movements of his tongue. Arya moved against him wanting more.

An explosion of pleasure was coming and she didn't know how to prepare herself. Tingles moved up from her toes and down from her shoulders to where his tongue met her body. Her hands seemed to want to tear out his hair at the radical feeling. Knowing she was close he removed his tongue and placed a finger inside of her and placed his tongue on her clit. The warmness was to much and she wailed in delight. Her legs clamped down against and his and her body bucked high in the air. The world was spinning for a moment and Arya didn't want it to stop.

Once she was finished Gendry moved back up to her side. He had a large grin on his face in victory She went to kiss him and noticed something.

"Your entire face smells like pussy." She said flatly.

"Well, that makes sense." He countered. "You do realize that when you came you forced my nose right up your twat."

She giggled and noticed something that could not stand. The bulge she had touched before looked even harder. Being some sort of gentleman Gendry wasn't going to ask for attention on her birthday. She quickly moved her hand down and grasped him. "This will simply not do."

Arya sighed remembering that great night as she waited. It was that night when she realized she very badly want to fuck Gendry. To make love to Gendry. To hold him down and make him beg for Mercy. For him to throw on her knees and...she was getting off the point. However, all of these amazing things held an atrocious possibility. Even though they could have an amazing together it was possible that Gendry could give her a parasite. This parasite would live in her for nine months, making her gain weight and grow hormonal from what she heard. And then the beast would burst out of her vagina. She wanted no part of that. She knew there were condoms and Gendry already had access to these amazing things. But, Arya loved statistics. She knew that at best it still had a two percent failure rate and that was under perfect circumstances. She needed a second safety net and today at her OBYN she was going to get the wonder drug she needed.

There was still a problem for her. She knew there was probably a way to get this without her parents knowledge. There were clinics that would help her avoid the Xenomorphic animal that would want to attach to her fallopian tubes. But she didn't want to hide this. She didn't want her parents to know she was going to be with her boy, but she didn't want to hide taking a pill everyday. Her mom would never fully trust her, but her dad did, and she didn't want to disappoint him. She would have to be on the pill, her parents would have to know about, and be okay with it.

Much like the skirt, Sansa would supply inspiration. It began when Arya began to notice she would always have to leave for the bathroom every day around 6:30. At first she didn't know what to make about this and it occurred to her.

Is Sansa on the pill? How did she swing that? There is no way she'd do that without mom knowing.

She approached Sansa one night after dinner. She sat in her room doing homework or doodling in her notebook. The room was pink compared to Arya's that was blue. It was filled with pictures cut out from various teen magazines. Arya's room was decorated with various movie posters she had bought from the local theater after they done being shown there. At the moment she had up Se7en and The Big Lebowski.

How is it possible that she and I both burst from the same woman?

Sansa didn't notice Arya at first as her steps were drowned out by the droning pop garbage she listened to. She wasn't sure what group it was she just knew she didn't care if they wanted it that way. "Sans" she asked her distracted sister. She turned to her sister and turned the volume down on the stereo. Arya looked over her shoulder a bit and noticed on the margin of her Spanish notebook the doodles of "Joffery + Sansa = 4Ever". Arya held back her comments. She needed her sister for a change.

"Yeah," her sister said obviously not liking her sister entered her room. Arya stood for a moment and didn't know what to say. She didn't want to piss her sister off with being to forward but didn't want to pussyfoot around this topic.

Fuck it.

"You're on the Pill. How'd you swing that?" She asked bluntly. Sansa eyes instantly widened in panic of her sister's words.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"Oh come on. You go to the bathroom every day after dinner. Unless you have bulimia, your leaving to take the pill at the same time everyday."

Oh please don't have bulimia. I really don't want to deal with that.

Sighed and looked at her sister with an annoyed looked. "I don't have...whatever you said."

Don't have bulimia but at least know what it is...

"Why do you want to know?" Sansa asked admitting to the medicine she took.

"I assume mom and dad know," she began looking at her sister and she nodded slightly. "I was just wondering how you got them to agree to that. I mean I could see dad maybe being okay with that if you ground him down enough, but I am pretty sure the pope isn't cool with the pill, so mom wouldn't be cool with it."

"Well," Sansa began and her face reddened. "Their okay with it because I told them I wouldn't have sex."

"Then...why be on the pill?" Arya asked with curiosity.

"Well..." Sansa began growing more embarassed. "I got on it because it helps me with some problems I have..."

Problems you have that aren't parasites? Just spit it out? Wait...you know this...I took health class and the girls at my school never shut the fuck up.

"You have cramps!" Arya announced much louder then she intended. Sansa already pale complexion grew ghostly.

"Shut up!" Sansa rebutted. "It's personal and I'd rather not talk about."

"It's okay, Sansa." Arya said rubbing her shoulder genuinely happy that her sister had cramps. It would set her Vagina free.

As she walked out of the room Sansa stopped her by grabbing her arm. "You sure? I mean about you and Gendry? Are you ready for it? Things change once you do...it..."

Arya smiled at the true concern that her older sister had for her. "I do, well, at least I am pretty sure I am sure." Realizing that her answer wasn't to convincing she continued. "We...we...we love each other."

Did I just say that? Did I tell Sansa that I love him? I have to get out of this room, the pop music is infecting my mind.

"Really?" Sansa asked.

"Yep." Arya said with a smile. "Thanks for the help Sansa," and Arya left the room happily. There was one more part to this. The hardest part. The part where she talked to her mother about the her vagina.

Is two percent really too bad? I mean Gendry is pretty good about things like that. He puts his socks on amazingly well. And he changes them every day.

She considered just going with the prophylactics, until she remembered that one time she saw a live child birth in a movie.

Nope, Gendry sometimes wears his socks inside out. And at the end of the day his feet smell like shit. I will not have a bomb go off in my twat.

She found her mother one Thursday evening in the kitchen. She was scrubbing each plate with in perfect little circles and then placing them in the dish washer.

What's the point then of the dish washer?

She walked over causally trying to act normal but like she also had cramps at the moment. "Hi Mom...can we talk about something."

She turned away from the dishes, "What is it?"

Mom...I have cramps. No. Mom...when...I am on my time of the month...sometimes I have...fuck me. No...I can do this...I am doing this so Gendry can fuck me.

"Well..." she said looking around to make she there was no one around at the moment. Her father was in the other room watching something with Bran.

Turn the volume up. If either of them hear the word menstruation I am going to kill myself or someone else.

"It's okay Arya, you can tell me anything." she said with a soft tone.

Arya started again still not sure how to phrase it. "Well, lately, I've been having some problems during my time of the...my..." she paused and leaned in closer to her mother. "My time of the month." She winced as it came out of her mouth.

I am doing this for love and orgasms...I am doing this for love and orgasms...

"Ohh...what types of problems?" She asked. She had the look in her eyes that Arya was familiar with. When Arya was ten years old her mother had given her a book called The Care & Keeping of You: The Body Book for Younger Girls. She was so happy that her little girl was growing up. Her eyes sparkled with her daughter becoming a woman. It was with those eyes she looked upon her daughter again.

Does she have to be enjoying this so much?

"Ummm...just I have been...been cramping up a lot lately on my periods."Arya said quietly walking deeper into the kitchen so the boys in the other room wouldn't hear. Her mother luckily followed after a moment.

"Well, you can take some stuff for that. Midol and a heating pad usually help."

Yeah, but that won't stop Gendry from knocking me up.

"Ohhh, yeah, I know. I've tried that a bit. Sansa has given some Midol on my bad days but it hasn't really helped." she said meekly.

Spit it out you pussy.

"I was hoping to go to the Gyno about it. I mean when I went last year she mentioned that if I had more problems I should come back." Arya said trying to hold back her insistence that she go to the doctor.

Cat thought on this for a moment. "We can set that up. Sansa had some similar problems lately and she got better."

Yeah she got on the pill. This is of course after she fucked Joffery without anything.

As Arya turned to walk away her mom said, "Arya, thanks for telling me about this," and smiled at her youngest daughter. She smiled back and said, "thanks for helping me out, mom."

Ahh, fuck. Now I feel guilty about manipulating you into enabling my incredibly safe premarital sex.

"I will schedule you an appointment for next week. Did you want me to go with you?" Her mother asked kindly with the glimmer still in her eyes.

Do I want you to join me on going to the vagina doctor...let me think on that.

"Oh, no, that's okay mom."

Arya now sat without her panties on in a paper gown. This was her second time at Dr. Targaryen's obstetrics pratice. The first time Arya came here she was nervous. She was only fifteen at the time and was brought by her mother. She was told she would have to go into a room, put on a gown, and have a stranger look at her genitals.

After multiple school programs telling me to watch out for strangers I am about to open my legs up for one.

At the time Cat tried to come in with her daughter. Terror entered the young girl's eyes at the idea of her mother being in the room with her. The sterling hair doctor said there was a policy against that and she would not be able to come in. Cat was about to fight back, but the doctor seemed to have enough of a calming presence to ease her mind. Arya followed the young doctor to the room not knowing what to expect. Once in the room the doctor did ask, "You didn't want her back here did you? I mean, she could could come back, but when she wanted to it looked like you'd rather have random bums in here instead."

Arya giggled at the crass joke. "Yeah, that about sums it up."

And now, Arya sat waiting for the good doctor. She opened the door and looked at the girl. She smiled and said "Hi Arya. How are you?"

"I am okay, sitting here, it is kind of breezy." She responded.

The doctor chuckled at the dirty minded girl. "Well, let's get down to business then so you can warm up." She walked over the bed where Arya was sitting and moved the stirrups for Arya. Having experienced this before she placed her legs into the metal holders. Dr. Targaryen, or Dany as she told her patients to call her, placed a sheet on top of Arya's knees for some privacy.

I don't think I am going to want to tug at her hair, so the sheet is okay.

Dany looked at the chart and asked, "I see here that you're having some troubles with cramping lately. How long has that been happening?"

"Ummm, five or sixth months." Arya answered trying to sound truthful.

"Okay, well let's take a look," she moved inside of Arya's legs. Arya felt the doctor begin to examine and poke at her. She expected that but still didn't like it.

Dany's head popped back up and moved towards the table. There was a metal device with two prongs. She noticed that Dany began to rub some kind of gel on it.

Hey...wait a minute...where does she think she is going to put that?

"Okay, You are going to feel a little pressure, but it is normal." She moved under the sheet and Arya prepared herself. Well she was afraid of the metal device she didn't expect what was next.

Holy Shit! Holy Shit! That's cold!

Arya squirmed a bit and heard from under the sheet, "Oh yeah, you didn't have this last time. It will also be a little cold."

Fucking A a little cold!

Twitching her fingers waiting for the doctor to finish her exam Arya for what seemed like forever. After a moment the doctor removed the device and her head to face Arya again. "I am not seeing anything peculiar. I think you should be okay with some over the counter medicine and resting on the days around your period."

No, no no! I did not talk to my sister about how I plan on fucking Gendry and then talk to my mom about cramps to not get my drug!

"Ohhh...oh okay." Arya began biting her lower lip. "If you think that is best...I just know that my sister got something else and it worked well for her."

Dany looked at her with a puzzled face. The girl tried not to blush or look away.

"Arya do you want to be on the birth control pill?"

Is it really that easy? Just ask for it?

"Yes, yes I do." She answered flatly.

"Then you should have just asked," Dany said with a smile. "No reason to fake cramps." She turned to the table and began to write a script. "But first, you should know that the pill will only prevent pregnancy and not any possible disease."

Feeling victory and happiness over not having to lie any more Arya shot back. "Ohh, yeah I know. My boyfriend is clean, or at least he should. But we are going to use Condoms too. I don't think I can be to careful."

Dany looked surprised. "Ohh, that's good to know. I just wanted to make sure you knew that."

Arya knew why she was concerned. "Don't worry Dany. I am not Sansa. You won't have to see me in a couple weeks because I had unprotected sex."

Understanding that Arya already knew about another patient Dany smiled. "I just wanted to make sure. Sometimes some families don't have the talks they should with their children about protection."

Arya couldn't help herself. "Oh no, she knows about that stuff. But she thought she would be okay because she was in a hot tub and because she was on top."

My sister thought chlorine and gravity were birth control.

Dany looked amused at the silliness of the situation and sad at the naivety of Sansa. She handed the prescription to Arya, "Just take that a pharmacist and be sure to take it at the same time every day. There will be more instructions inside." She stood up and took off her latex gloves. "I'll leave so you can get dressed." she paused for a moment. "And, I will give your mother a call and tell her your on the pill for your cramps."

Fucking love this doctor.

Arya nodded and gave her a wide smile. Once the doctor left Arya could not contain her happiness. She began to dress and hummed the tune of Golden Ticket.