Game of Thrones: Everything I Never Knew I Wanted

Chapter 7 of my Game of Thrones story.

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Rubini25: I've already answered your other questions so I'll answer the remaining one now; Needle was there because Arya accidentally left it there after Gendry sharpened it; remember, she goes everywhere with it. Yeah, it was bad luck; glad you liked the reactions, well; here are Rickon and Bran's, Sansa's will be in the next chapter.
XxnedxX: Um, okay, just so you know Gendry won't be legitimized, but he will be acknowledged.
sarah0406: Yes well; sadly true. However I wouldn't judge her too harshly; wait until the end of the fic, after all, opinions change.
Veridissima: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it :) Well, yeah, it would be, but not as scary as what happens in this chapter. Glad you liked that part :)

Now onto the story.

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

Chapter 7: The Younger Brother's Actions

Rickon was raging; he felt that once again his family was keeping secrets from him. This time however he was determined not to be the last to find out; they wouldn't hide this from him. So, when he saw Arya, Robb and Jon going to their father's solar with Mikken's apprentice he followed them. Jon stopped outside and once the others entered he left; Rickon weighed up his options and then hid himself near the solar, close enough he could hear what was being said. What he heard made him furious; not only where they keeping something from him, but what they were keeping from him made him angry. They were talking about the father of Arya's baby; it was him, the blacksmith apprentice.

'The bastard who couldn't keep his cock in his breeches.' Rickon thought venomously. 'He's the one who got my sister pregnant.'

Still glowering he took care to hide himself when Arya, Robb and the smith apprentice; Rickon finally remember his name was Gendry, came out of the solar. His anger burned as he glared at the giant man.

'How could they do something like that without him crushing her?' Rickon couldn't help but wonder, noting Gendry's large build in comparison to Arya's.

He watched, letting his rage simmer as they all parted ways; he then returned to his room.

Rickon spent a long time, fuming with rage in his room. He paced back and forth; occasionally going to the window. From it he could see the smithy, and the small building just next to it where Gendry slept. He begins plotting some kind of revenge on the smith apprentice.

'He's dishonoured my sister, and by doing so, insulted us. He has to pay.' He decided grimly.

He picked up the dagger on the bedside table and checked its edge. He desperately wanted to kill the bastard but something held him back.

'Arya said she liked him; if I killed him she'd hate me for it.' He thought a bit longer then an idea came to him. 'Okay, I won't kill him, but I'm still going to scare him.'

He tucked the dagger into its sheath and slid it into the waist of his breeches. He then walked over to the corner of the room where his Direwolf slept. It was night time, everyone would be asleep.

"Shaggy." He whispered; the green eyes of his wolf opened at once. "Follow me, but stay quiet."

The wolf stood up and together they slipped out of the room and through the castle, down to the smithy.

He finds the window that leads to the smith's room and whispers instructions in Shaggydog's ear. He then lifts the wolf up and helps him through the window before climbing through himself. Once inside he draws the dagger and they put their plan into action; Shaggydog channelling his master's subdued anger. When Gendry woke up; he found himself face to face with the large black Direwolf, on his chest, growling at him. Rickon stood right next to him, holding a dagger to his throat. Both boy and Direwolf had frighteningly similar glares on their faces.

"I know it was you who got Arya pregnant." Rickon growled; Gendry wanted to reply but Rickon's free hand was covering his mouth. "I'm warning you now, Shaggydog is always hungry, if you ever hurt my sister, he'll know who his next meal will be…and I may help."

With that he turned and left, the Direwolf followed, leaving Gendry, who was twice Rickon's age and almost triple his size, scared shitless. Gendry doesn't get back to sleep that night but in the morning he still rises early and gets dressed. He begins his work for the day; repairing Robb's armour. He decides to do it as a favour and make it his best work; hoping it could help put him back in good stead with Robb.

While he is working he hears the doors to the forge open; he looks up, somewhat nervous. However the person that entered was the giant simple-minded stable boy, Hodor. Gendry also saw that he was carrying Arya's brother, Bran Stark. He manages to smile; he knows Bran is gentler than his other brothers; however he is still Arya's brother; so Gendry has a good idea why he is here.

"M'lord." He greeted him, bowing.

Bran shook his head. "It's alright; you don't have to do that. I'm Bran Stark…"

"I know who you are M'lord, Arya's brother; I know we've not talked much, but Arya's told me all about her family."

Bran smiled and nodded. "Good, that's good. Listen, I'm not here to make threats; I heard about what happened with Robb and Jon."

Gendry frowned. "Not to mention Rickon."

Bran looked surprised at that.

"Why, what did he do?"

Gendry shook his head. "It doesn't matter; just…warned me that if I hurt Arya, I'll end up being Shaggydog's next meal."

As he said that Bran rolled his eyes and Gendry looked around nervously, Bran noted this and smiled.

"It's alright; I left Summer in my room."

Gendry breathed a sigh of relief and Bran laughed.

Bran then became serious as he explained.

"Like I said, I'm not here to make threats, nor am I here to hurt you. I believe you can truly make Arya happy, you've already started doing such a good job." He paused for a moment to let his words sink in before continuing. "I just need you to do something. The only way my family can accept you and Arya being together and having the baby is if you are married. I know my mother would make a fuss about it; but really; you just need to convince Arya, convince her and the others will come around sooner or later."

Gendry is shocked at this and shakes his head.

"But I…"

"Please. Just think about it." Bran tells him; smiling again.

Gendry nods and resumes his work while Bran tells Hodor to take him back to his room.

"Hodor." Is the last thing Gendry hears from them before they leave the smithy.

Gendry continues his work, but is now having a very hard time focusing, Bran's words still ringing in his ears. He shakes his head.

'It's impossible, I can't…Lord and Lady Stark would never accept it. Neither would Lady Sansa…The other might, but…Bran is right, Arry would be the hardest to convince.'

Shaking his head he focused on his work, now wasn't the time to worry about it, especially since he wasn't allowed to see Arya right now.

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