My computer screen crashed so I've been typing on my tablet please excuse any spelling errors that may pop up I'll fix them later. Things start to pick a little here. Also playing with my writing a bit so if it bothers you sorry I'm just trying to figure out how I want to write this.
Chapter 4
Sansa and Sandor- Tuesday Morning
She had had such a great time with her sister yesterday. It was different talking with Arya than with her friends. Arya never cared about having a boyfriend in her life like Jayne who always had t have a man in her life or Margery who was obsessed with her career and would take out anybody who got in her way. They had spent the entire afternoon shopping, laughing, and arguing until Sandor brought them back to Arya's apartment which was now looking very casual with a bit of a rocker edge to it. The purple and green accents had gone perfectly with Arya's black modern furniture.
She was in the middle of picking out which top she was going to wear to work making as little noise as possible thankful that Arya was a heavy sleeper. She was holding up one of the shirts to herself in the full length mirror when there was a pounding on the door. She winced. Only Sandor could make knocking on the door sound like a castle siege. She poked her head out the bedroom door and quietly shouted "Come in" He stepped through the door wearing his pressed slacks and a black dress shirt with the top two buttons loose. "Shh!" She said putting her finger to her lips before pulling her head back into the bedroom. She grabbed the light blue sleeveless with a plunge neckline and pulled it over her head. It would go perfectly with her cream colored pencil skirt. He has always liked when I wear blue. She opened the door and was simultaneously trying to put on her nude peep toe heels while putting in her silver hoops. Her auburn hair was half pulled back and twisted up while the rest hung loose around her shoulders. Sandor face was pulled up into an almost smile. His grey eyes were sparkling with humor.
"Slow down little bird. We have time I'm early. You're gonna hurt yourself doing that." He didn't think she could be more beautiful, but he had thought that before. He still called her little bird even though she wasn't a fragile little bird anymore she seemed to like the name. He held up the bag that was in his hand so she could see it. She smiled at him. It was from her favorite bakery and he pointed to the coffee cup sitting on the table. She walked up next to him and picked up the coffee.
"What did I do to deserve this?" She smiled at him as she smelled the cup of coffee. "My favorite."
"Nothing. It was on my way." It actually wasn't on his way her favorite bakery was 15 minutes out of the way and there was always a line.
"Can you help me?" She said setting her coffee down and holding out a necklace in one hand. He took the necklace from her and looked at it. It was a silver chain with a small silver bird on it.
"You still have this?" He said a little surprised. He had given it to her for her birthday the year he agreed to work as her shield. Since he agreed to do that her stalkers had all but disappeared. A lot of creeps out there would give their left nut to get close to Sansa Stark, but not with her dog around.
"Of course." She said peaking into the bag he was holding while pulling her hair to the side so he could clip the necklace in place. She smiled again Tuscan lemon muffins also her favorite. He pulled the chain apart and wrapped the necklace around her delicate neck trying not to touch her. She shivered as his calloused fingers ghosted over her neck placing the necklace. He stepped away quickly. Does he think I'm going to bite? "Thank you for breakfast Sandor."
"Like I said it was on my way. Ready to go?
"Yes I just need to get my purse." He grabbed it off of the coffee table and walked to the door and he handed it to her.
"Time to get to work little bird."
"Do I have too?" She smiled again he always made her smile.
He shook his head from side to side and opened the door. As she walked by him and brushed his arm gently, his skin burned where she touched. He opened the car door for her when they reached it and helped her in. "Everything alright?" He questioned. She sighed
"Yes" she lied. "I was just thinking about yesterday with Arya. Thank you for helping her move." Everything a man is supposed to do for a woman to bad daddy has to pay one to do it.
"Little wolf didn't make you too angry did she?"
"No Sandor we actually had a fantastic time. We argued of course. I don't thing we can speak to each other without arguing. But she actually listened to me an agreed to let me take her shopping again! Why do you call her little wolf?"
They were driving towards her destination now. "Because she has a mouth, a temper, and no fear that and she always looks like she wants to rip my throat out."
"Oh, she just remembers you from when you worked for Joffrey and she hated everything about him."
"Smart girl"
"I know. I wish I could have been a little more like her through that whole mess. Except without all the dirty clothes and bruises." She scrunched up her nose in distaste. His lip twitched again. One of these days he will smile for me. "Oh, I almost forgot. I need to visit daddy after work today. Mother is making him get a new suit for the banquet and I need to get his measurements to have his suit made. Do you need one? I know It's been awhile since you let me get you one.
"No the one you got me still fits." He hated wearing that damn suit but it made her so happy. How could he say no?
"Okay if you do decide you need one make sure there is enough time you'll have to have it made. They don't exactly keep your size in stock. She said looking him up and down.
He nodded "Have a good day little bird."
"You too Sandor." She climbed out and headed towards the entrance. She turned around at the door and looked back. He was still there. He always waited until she was safe inside the building before he left. I wonder what he does when he leaves.
"Sansa! How was your day off? Jayne was sitting behind the reception desk with a headset on.
"It was so lovely. I didn't think it was possible to have so much fun moving. I'll tell you all about it when we go to lunch." Jayne's supervisor had just walked in the front door so she decided to cut their conversation short so Jayne wouldn't get into any trouble. "Margery here? She promised to show me a pair of shoes."
"Yes, she is already upstairs."
"Okay, see you later." The phone rang as she walked towards the elevator.
"King Landing Fashion World. How may I direct your call?" Jayne answered automatically. "Hold please." "Sansa! I forgot to tell you we are going out to lunch with Margery's brother." She said as she answered the phone again. She gave a parting wave as she stepped into the elevator. At least lunch would be fun. Loras was always a blast and his stories were always scandalous. When the door dinged open she stepped out to an over excited Margery.
"Sansa! Oh… My… God. Sansa you are not going to believe this. She didn't even bother to respond there was no need with Margery. She always kept talking. "You remember that natural clothing line I was talking about the other night. Well I was telling Daddy about that article I was doing and how amazing their clothing line was and how big they were going to get once this article came out and that there was going to be a lot of other stores copying them."
"Breathe." She interrupted
"Right. Well he just bought them out. He bought them!" They were in front of their desks. "Daddy is turning the whole Tyrell company into an eco friendly corporation and this fit in perfectly with their new image and logo of 'growing strong' cheesy right?"
"Breathe"
"Right. Anyways he said it was a brilliant idea, well not until nana said it was brilliant but we own it now! He is putting Loras in charge of the company and he named me a creative director."
"Wait! You're leaving. You can't."
"What? No I'm staying with the magazine."
"Oh. Good you scared me Margery. I thought I would have to sit up here by myself."
"No the whole 'director' thing is just a title. You know I couldn't leave the magazine at least not until I own it." She said with a devious smile. "I talked to Ms. Mordane and she said after this first article we could see about a monthly thing about going green in fashion."
"That is amazing Margy."
"You want to know what the best part is?"
"Of course." She leaned back in her chair.
"Free clothes and shoes for my friends!" She set a plain white box on her desk in front of her. She immediately ripped off the lid to reveal a pair of cream wedges with an elegant light blue vine detailing on the strap that went over the foot and a thin light blue vine that crisscrossed above the ankle.
"They are perfect!" She slipped out of her nude peep toes and slipped on her new shoes that just happened to go perfectly with her clothes. They chatted a little more before settling in completely to their work. The time slipped by quickly as it usually did when she was lost in her layout for the upcoming issue. She received a text. 'Lunch?' it was Sandor. He usually picked her up for lunch. "Margery are we still going to lunch with your brother?"
"Yes, How silly of me I forgot to tell you about that with all the excitement."
"That's ok I just have to let Sandor know." She typed into her phone 'Sorry forgot to tell you sooner we're going with Margery and her brother today.' She had to make herself spell everything out because he didn't speak text as he like to say. "Is Renly coming?"
"Why would Renly come?"
"He is still Loras's boyfriend right?"
"Of course he is. Oh I forgot that too. Loras isn't taking us Willas is."
"When did he get back?" She was ignoring her work now
"You know he's been handling daddy's oversea foreign business stuff. He got everything straightened out last week and he's going to be home for awhile. I almost didn't recognize him when he came back. He looks so good Sansa. He still walks with a kane but lets just say Loras may have to fight to be to hottest male Tyrell." Margery was smirking at her with an eyebrow raised slightly. That meant she was up to something and since Willas was involved that just meant one thing. Set up. Margery had been trying to get her to date one of her brothers since they were children so she they could be sisters for real.
Jon- Tuesday Morning
It didn't seem like he had a lot of days off not that he wanted them he loved to work, but since he managed two in a row. He was going to take full advantage of his first full day off. Yesterday he helped move his sister and argued with Robb then spent the rest of his afternoon going over a case with the assistant DA Sam his best friend. So today he had a whole lot of nothing planned. Sleep in, watch TV, maybe take Ghost for a walk through the woods that bordered his place. He was rudely awakened by his partner jumping in the middle of his bed.
"Get your fine ass up and get dressed!"
He slowly worked one eye open to glance up at her. "What the fuck Gritte. We have the day off you're the last person I want to see today." She was crawling off the bed knowing he was awake and wouldn't go back to sleep.
"Grenn needed a switch and I said we would. Don't look at me like that. You didn't have a damn thing planned so get up I'll get you some coffee. Get dressed and grab your gear we'll hit the gym before we have to head to the house. Besides Val works early shift you can drool over her today. That's always fun to watch. Meet me at the car in 10." Then she was gone.
As he was searching for his gym clothes and a clean uniform he couldn't help but think of Val. She was the beautiful dispatcher with long blond hair usually pulled up and out of the way, pale grey blue eyes sharp cheek bones and a chest any guy could appreciate. Not only was she pretty but she was smart and witty to bad she was untouchable. Val was Mance Rayder the chief of police's daughter. Nobody touched anything that belonged to the Chief of Police. That didn't mean he couldn't look though all the men at the station looked. It seemed like all the women in his life were untouchable. Probably for the best he was married to his job anyways. Still lost in his thoughts he managed to get Ghost rounded up, his uniform to change into at the gym, and grabbed his badge and gun out of a safe by the front door.
By the time he got to the car Ygritte was walking up with his cup of coffee. She handed him his cup and slid into the passenger seat of the patrol car. This was pretty much their routine it usually started later in the day but he always drove. Ygritte was a wild child behind the wheel cussing at everyone on the road and sidewalk while swerving in and out of traffic it was just safer for everyone in the city if he drove. And that was in a regular car in an emergency situation with lights and sirens she was lethal so he always drove.
He pulled up to the gym a few blocks from the station. The place was like a second home to the officers of the Crossroads Police Department. They even gave it the nickname 'Castle Black' after the color of the uniforms.
"Look they found someone to teach self defense classes again. Ya gonna volunteer to be a punching bag for 'em again?" She said looking at the bulletin board. "What was the blond's name who used to teach the class?"
"Gilly. She's dating Sam now she had to move for work I think."
"You never touched that one either. Huh? Sometimes I think I'm the only woman you ever touched Stark." Close He just shook his head and went inside she always loved to tease him.
After a good hour workout and a quick shower they were at the station. They were assigned a route and headed out. All routine, he really liked the routine of the job it was always the same but at the same time always different. The day was shaping up to be a pretty good one. A few traffic citations, a domestic dispute, and 10-30 or robbery in progress which turned out to be a college kid who locked himself out of his apartment and they were two hours from ending their shift. When dispatch interupted Ygritte's rant on Rast, a jackass that worked at the station.
"99, a 10-34 at 2263 Baratheon. 2263 Baratheon."
"That's us" Ygritte smiled. "99, check"
"Car responding to 2263 Baratheon, 10-0 Responsible may have gun, Responsible is WF, 25, 130, long brown hair, wearing grey skirt, white top carrying briefcase."
"99, check, will handle, Code 4."
"Check 99, Code 4, 101 Can you stay in the area?"
"101, check, affirmative."
Ygritte flipped on the lights and as he turned the car around. So much for routine. His heart was already starting to pound with anticipation.
Andy- Tuesday Midday
She was elbow deep under the car trying to stab a transmission and covered in grease and oil when her assistant walked through the door to her shop. "Hi, Willow. What is it?
"Andy, Mr. Starks office called he would like to set up the meeting for today."
"And you're just now telling me!" She rolled out from under the car it really wasn't like Willow to slack on the job.
"I've been trying to call for the past hour." Andy patted down her pockets and looked around.
"Shit, I must have left my phone upstairs. What time?" It was already 3:20 but more than enough time to make it to Winter Steel offices.
"5:00 I already confirmed we would be there. He wants to have the meeting at Stag Constructions North office."
"Where is that?"
"2263 Baratheon" Double shit. That was a little over an hour away.
"Willow, go upstairs and find me something to wear. I'll get cleaned up the best I can we need this meeting to happen. It will happen come hell or high water."
"Yes ma'am" The girl started for the stairs.
"Oh Willow." The girl turned around. "Make a memo for me to always make sure I have that damn phone on me." Andy smiled as she got up and dusted herself off.
"Definitely" Willow smiled back trying not to laugh.
She took one last look at the '68 Impala sitting in her garage and gave a sigh. The car was going to be absolutely beautiful when she was done with it. Having her apartment above the shop had come in handy for more than just being close to her work at least she could get a shower in. Hopefully Willow can find my clothes. I really should unpack. She was blow drying her hair and Willow had managed to find a grey pin striped skirt, black heels and a white blouse somehow in all the mess. She pulled half of her board straight hair back and let the rest fall free leaving a few bangs in the front and dabbed on a little makeup. It'll have to do. She looked up at the clock 4:05. They both rushed downstairs.
"Willow, I need your keys."
"Umm. Okay" She tossed them across the hood of the car. She let Willow pick out her own 'company car' to make all the running around a little easier. The girl picked out a brand new midnight blue pearl Dodge Challenger. It wasn't the classic but the car had style and a lot of horse power.
"My truck isn't really made for sliding in and out of traffic." They both slid in the car and buckled up. This was going to be a photo finish. Andy turned the key and paused as the car came to life the sound of the engine reminded her of home. Cars had always been a 'happy place' for her. The put it into first and let out on the clutch. The car responded beautifully of course it could be better with a few little changes but it would do… for now. They were halfway there when Willow's phone went off.
"Hello. Yes, that will be fine." Willow looked over and smiled. "Mr. Stark is going to be 15 minutes late." At least something was going her way for once. Willow was holding on tight to the seat but had a smile on her face as the car weaved in and out of traffic. I'm going to have to take her to the track sometime. She slid to a stop in front of the impressive Stag Construction's North office. 5:00 I'm going to make it! Willow handed her the briefcase that was in the backseat and she walked towards the front door.
On her way up the narrow stairs she noticed a pretty redhead pulling on the arm of a large man with a scar on the side of his face. About five feet away from him was a mountain of a man who stood about six inches over the insanely large burned man. They were arguing loudly with each other and it looked like it was about to come to blows. Unfortunately the two large men were standing in the middle of the stairway she was going to have to try and squeeze by them. "Excuse me." She said politely as she tried to slip by and bumped the larger man's arm.
"What the fuck are you doing?" His voice boomed like thunder and he was eying her up and down.
"I'm sorry, but I need to get by you. I have a meeting." She bit back her immediate reply of 'Get the fuck out of the way' trying to avoid any further delays. Too late. The bastard grabbed her arm and started to squeeze." "Let go of me!"
"No" The bastard was smiling now.
"Let her go." The scared man rasped angrily as the pretty red head clung to his arm. Already fed up with the situation Andy just reacted. She leaned forward and hit the soft side of his elbow on the arm that was holding her when it folded he released her arm she spun to the side and kicked the back of his knee closet to her and quickly sidestepped to take out the other knee. The man roared anger as his knees hit the ground. He still stood over her even on his knees. She backed away but the furious man grabbed her neck with his hands. The scarred man lunged but stopped when he saw the grip and the redhead screamed.
"I'll make you scream for that, bitch." Andy reached for his neck when he drew her closer and pressed her hands against two different spots on his neck. His hands went slack and fell to his side as he sat back onto his feet paralyzed. She stepped back and fought for breath. The large man wasn't a threat right now. The burned man was closer now red head still in tow. She silently thanked her ex for her lessons now. "What the fuck did you do to me you fucking bitch!" He boomed again. People were staring now.
Charmer. To bad it didn't work with their voices. He was still trying to move. "What did you do to him?" The scared man's voice scratched out. She straightened up and turned towards him he was close now a little too close. She took a step back and he did the same putting his hands up slightly. He's smart, he must have noticed she was on edge.
"I stopped him." The giant was still fighting his paralysis and cussing at the top of his lungs. The scared man barked out a laugh and looked up the street.
"Looks like someone called the cops. Hate to be the poor bastard that brings him in." She looked up at the scarred side of his mouth twitched up at the corner. Is he smiling? She couldn't help but laugh that escaped her mouth as she took in her surroundings.
Jon- Tuesday Afternoon
"99, 10-97" He reported to dispatch when he put the car in park.
"check 99"
When he pulled up to the building he could see a strange group of people in the middle of the stairway to the front door. He recognized most of them. Gregor "the Mountain" Clegane who was on his knees, his brother Sandor "the Hound" Clegane, and his sister Sansa were all there with a short dark haired woman who was laughing. Ygritte rounded the car and pulled her side arm. He followed suit as they slowly made their way up to the group. Sansa was still holding onto the Hound's arm as he shifted his body completely in front of her protecting her from anything that could happen.
"Throw down your weapon and put your hands up." Everyone except the Mountain whose back was to them just looked at them. "Do you have a weapon on you?" Ygritte repeated. "Miss show us the weapon?"
"Me?" The brunette looked a little shocked when she asked. "I don't have a weapon on me."
"Clegane stand up." He ordered. Everybody on the force knew Gregor Clegane. He was suspected of several murders and rapes, but his employer always managed to get the charges dropped.
"If I could fuckin stand up you'd be looking at a bunch of bodies right now boy!" He slobbered out. He was glaring daggers at the brunette.
"I don't have time for this I have a meeting to get too." She replied stepping up the stairs.
"Don't move." Ygritte yelled.
"Someone get that bitch to fix me!" The mountain yelled or maybe not it could just be the way the man spoke. Kevan Lannister was walking down the stairway towards them.
"Jon, she didn't have a weapon on her that we saw." Sansa spoke quietly as she peaked out around the Hound who grunted in agreement.
"Arrest her." Kevan ordered. "She attacked my man."
"The fuck I did he grabbed me. I defended myself." She stared shocked at the Lannister
"Miss what did you do to him?" Ygritte had lowered her weapon some and nodded towards the Mountain.
"I stopped him." She replied irritated.
"Can you reverse what you did to him?" She asked with a small smile on her lips. He knew she loved the whole situation.
"Yes."
"Do it." Kevan ordered.
"Not until he clams down." The girl appeared to be completely calm considering one of the most dangerous men in Westeros was staring hate at her.
"Miss just fix him so he'll shut up." He ordered her. She then stepped behind the Mountain and carefully placed her small hands onto his neck it looked like she pressed down and turned before she quickly took a few steps down the stairs. Gregor swayed a bit before he slowly started moving his limbs and slowly climbed to his full height. Kevan placed his hand on the Mountain's arm.
"Arrest her she attacked him I have a dozen witnesses who will tell you that." The Mountain stormed off towards the building when Kevan spoke nobody wanted to stop him.
"You have got to be kidding me." The small brunette stood with her hands on her hips looking more than a little pissed. She took another step towards him and he raised the gun to her chest. She stopped. "
"I said don't move. Do you have any weapons on you?"
"I said I didn't. Where would I keep it in my bra?"
"Turn around face the wall and spread your legs." The woman did as she was told. Ygritte holstered her gun and walked towards her and searched her.
"You're making a mistake."
"Put your hands behind your back." He was still holding his gun on her. If she did take down the Mountain she was dangerous. She did as she was told after mumbling a few cuss words. Ygritte cuffed her and he put away his weapon.
"I'll finish the statements while you take her to the car." Ygritte smirked at him. She was loving the whole situation entirely too much. He tucked the woman's head into the car as she sunk into the back seat next to Ghost who stayed silent in the car until he was needed. He called into dispatch.
"99, 10-95, at Baratheon."
"check 99."
"99, 10-42"
"check 99."
"What time is it?" She interrupted him as he filled out his report. He looked back at her.
"5:15" She slumped back into the seat and leaned against the window mumbling to herself. After Ygritte gathered all the statements she returned to the car.
"She say anything?"
"Nope."
"I can't believe a tiny little thing like you took down the Mountain. Not very smart though. The man was pissed. If Lannister hadn't been there he would have tried to kill you right there in front of us." Ygritte was chatting away at the girl before she finally said all she had to say.
"I surprised him. It won't happen again." She said with her eyes closed. He caught himself glancing back at her at every red light or stop sign. Ygritte probably noticed too. By the time they reached the station she had gone completely quiet. He pulled her out of the car and ushered her towards the station.
Ygritte stopped and checked her phone. "Sister is having boyfriend troubles. She needs help."
"I'll book her. Go ahead." He still needed to get her statement anyway. He got her finger prints and a mug shot before taking her to the cage to take her statement. "This was supposed to be my day off." He mumbled to himself as he sat down opposite to her.
"Poor baby. At least you're on that side of the table." He smiled a little. Now that they were away from the field he got a good look at her. She was very pretty. Short and curvy but somehow she had an athletic look to her. But she wasn't a brunette her hair was brown but had a dark red tint to it not like Sansa's or Ygritte's. He could only see the red when the light hit it just right. Her lips were perfect. They were full and lightly colored at the moment she had them pulled into a tight line as she chewed on the side of her bottom lip. If her lips were perfect then her eyes were odd and amazing. She was looking down at the handcuffs and he could see they were hazel color at first glance, but when you looked a little deeper you could see gold with flecks of grey in them. She glanced up and he turned away. How long have I been staring.
"Aren't you supposed to ask me questions now?" She had a slight accent to her voice most likely southern it had a little twang too it.
"So you're going to talk to me now?"
"If it will get me to my phone call quicker then yes." They went over her version of the story a couple times. It pretty much matched what Sansa and the Hound had said. Most likely the truth. He got her up to take her to her cell when there was a knock on the door and it opened. It was a rookie.
"Sorry to interrupt, but he dropped the charges." He said as he leaned in to look around him at the woman. News had probably already spread through the station about what she did. He looked over at her. Andy was her name she finally gave that up too.
"Well this has been a giant waste of time." She held the cuffs out for him to remove. He unlocked them and escorted her to the front. "My briefcase?"
"They will have it at the front desk. You'll have to sign for it." When they reached the front he had the officer go get it. They stood in silence. After the desk officer handed to her she went to leave. He reached out and grabbed her hand. She pulled back and looked ready to strike.
"Sorry." He could see the bruise start to form where Clegane grabbed her earlier. "I just wanted to say be careful. Gregor Clegane is a dangerous man and he won't forget what you did to him." She looked up at him with those eyes and stared for a moment.
"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind." And she was gone.
"What do you want me to do with this, Sir." It was the rookie he sent to check on her police record. Apparently she had one.
"I'll take it." He wanted to know more about her. Like why she hated to be touched so much to start.
Okay so for those who want to know about the police banter on the radio. Here is the conversation in English
The first # is the car number 99 belongs to Jon and Ygritte
99, a 10-34 at 2263 Baratheon=99, 10-34 is an assault in progress
99, check =copy send details
99 car responded to 2263 Baratheon, 10-0 responsible may have gun, Responsible WF, 25,130, long brown hair, ect...=99 car dispatched, 10-0= use caution, may have gun, Responsible=suspect, White Female, age 25, weight aprx.130, then the physical discrition.
99, check will handle, Code 4= 99 copy will handle, no other assistance needed
check 99, code 4, 101 Can you stay in the area. copy 99, no other assistance needed, 101= another car, can you stay in the area.
101, check, affirmative 101 copy, yes
99, 10-97 99, suspect in custody
check 99 copy 99
99, 10-42 99, heading in
check 99 copy 99
Was any of this necessary no but I've always liked the codes so :P If i do put them in future chapters there will be a cheat at the bottom so you know exactly what was going on. Also the codes can vary from area to area so if you are familiar with the code but it's not quite what you know this may be why or i could just be wrong. I used the short form too it just sounds better. I can hear the radio crackle in my head when i go over this.
