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Lyanna Stark

They had been playing for one hour. Catelyn was still sitting on the chair quietly… How could she be so quiet? It reminded Lyanna of Ned and how he could always go unnoticed.

Lyanna had lost most games – it was embarrassing, Brienne was playing this for the first time and Lyanna played this game with her younger brother at least one time a week.

"Fuck. I don't wanna play anymore!" Lyanna yelled and threw the controller on the couch. Brienne gave her look and Catelyn got out of her little bubble, looking at Lyanna. "Shit. Sorry. Shit…" She whispered and Catelyn laughed a little. "Sorry."

"No problem. Just please don't yell."

"Sorry, again. Do you have any more games?"

"I think Edmure keeps them all in his room. Sorry."

"Okay. But I'm not really in the mood to go back up stairs." Lyanna said,

"Me neither." Catelyn confessed. "Help me pack this and then follow me."

They got everything tidy on the living room and followed Catelyn to the kitchen, both Lyanna and Brienne sat on the chairs around the counter, while Catelyn when to pick up three spoons and something from the freezer.

"Ice cream - strawberry. I hope you both like it."

"Please tell me it's not the low fat shit?" Lyanna asked and Brienne kicked her on the shin. "You don't need to kick me!"

"No. It's not low fat."

"Cool." Catelyn sat on another one of the chairs, passed the spoons and the three of them started digging into the ice cream.

"Thank you for the ice cream." Brienne said. "And for keeping us out of there."

"No problem. I don't want to be there either"

"If you don't want to answer, don't. But why did you invite them all if you want to be away from them?" Brienne asked softly.

"I've had the sleepover planned for some time, before the break up." Catelyn explained.

"So?!"

"So before I was in a mood to do it and I had to invite them and…"

"And us."

"Yeah. I'm really sorry if this is a bummer. It's Saturday night, I'm sure you could have been doing something better."

"No. I would have been home doing nothing." Brienne said and Lyanna pretend to agree, while she though I could have been doing Rhaegar and he may have told me what he's hiding for me.

They continued eating the ice cream, until Catelyn stopped again and looked into space, again.

"Can I ask you something?" Catelyn asked turning to Lyanna.

"Sure."

"Should have I slept with Brandon?" What?! I can't believe she's asking me this, Lyanna thought while Brienne choked on the ice cream – she always did when boys came to the conversation.

"What?!"

"He slept with other girls, right? That's why he cheated, right? He needed sex."

"I love my brother, but he's a jerk. He loves the chase; after he has the girl he loses interest. Even if you two did have sex, he would still have lost interest. Really, you should never sleep with a guy 'just because'. Do it because you really want it and believe you're ready."

"Do you regret your first time?" Catelyn asked after listening carefully to her words. And with a smile on her face, Lyanna answered.

"No. I could never regret it, it was perfect."

"But you and him are not together anymore…"

"I loved Robert and he loved me." But he still loves me. "I was fourteen and I thought he was the one." Catelyn went quiet. Lyanna hoped she wasn't judging her, everyone though fourteen was too early, but she had been ready and she would never regret it.

Lyanna still remembered that night… They had talked about it before and both Robert and Lyanna agreed that they were ready to take the next step, but she didn't know that night would be the night. Robert planned everything. He took her to a cave in Storm's End – their cave – he lit candles, laid lots of blankets on the ground, brought pizza, Chee-tos and Coca-Cola. Robert asked her again during the night if she was ready and if she was sure and she kissed him to let him know she was. She remembered the look on his face when she stood in front of him in her underwear, pure love, passion and lust (even if her underwear was far from lingerie) and how he tried to go as slowly as he could (fighting his excitement to go faster)… And how he whispered 'Lyanna' in my ear… Over and over again…

"Can I ask you something else?" Catelyn asked her again, bringing her out of her memories.

"Sure."

"It's about Rhaegar…"

"I'm listening." Lyanna confirmed.

"What happened?" Now, both Catelyn and Brienne's eyes were fixed on her – Brienne had heard part of the story but not everything.

"Last year, there was a dance – the Dance of Harrenhal – where they honoured the village that had been burned down so many years ago. I don't think either of you went, did you?" They both shook their headsand continued listening. "Everyone likes to say that we were having a long-time affair. It's not true…" She looked Brienne in the eye and said "I have told you that, but I'll tell you what really happened. And you will see it's not the start of a great love story… I went to the dance with Robert, Rhaegar went with Elia, and we shared only one dance – nothing special. I also danced with Howard Reed, Jory and nobody said anything and Rhaegar danced more than once with Ashara." It was the truth, nobody questioned who they danced with until he was crowned Prince of the Ball – a stupid tradition. "By the end of the night, Rhaegar had been crowned and he had to crown a girl – it was an idea from the committee that organized the dance; we voted for the Prince…" I voted for Robert. "… and he would choose the Queen of Love and Beauty, I don't have a fucking idea who came up with that stupid name."

"It's an old tradition, when a Knight won a tourney he would crown a lady and she would become the Queen of Love and Beauty." Catelyn said.

"Rhaegar crowned me as you know. But it was a random choice, he apologized to Robert and to me after, and told me why he did it – Elia was allergic to the flowers, he wanted to give them to her…" In his heart he did. "…but she would get too sick if he did that and his second choice had been Ashara but he couldn't find her anywhere." Probably because she had already left with Brandon, breaking Ned's heart. "It was mere chance that he chose me from all the girls."

"What happened for you to fall in love with him? You love him, right?" Catelyn asked. She looked like Benjen, listening attentively to Ned and Brandon when they told him a story. Lyanna only nodded to the last question and said.

"He smiled." But not at her. There she was with a flower crown and her boyfriend's arm around her waist, but she saw the smile Rhaegar gave Elia when he put his arm around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head, she noticed the love between them, that made her forget the look of hopeless love coming from Robert's eyes – and then the pain.

Neither of the other girls asked anything more, but Lyanna told them how it ended anyway. "It was passion and attraction. Curiosity about the new and the different that brought us close. Not a great love…" It was pain, pain we caused to the people we used to love the most. "And we never cheated, that weekend we ran away to Dragonstone – we didn't even share a kiss, neither had we before. He had broken up with Elia before leaving with me; I hadn't broken up with Robert – it was a spur of the moment thing the leaving, that's why people were scared, I forgot to warn them – I came back and left Robert. Only then did we really start something." I don't think I had ever told the entire truth before, and I just talked to this girl for the first time, but I feel like I can trust her. And I feel bad for what my stupid brother did to her.

Both of them were still silent, waiting to see if Lyanna would say something more, but the girl only took another spoon of ice cream – finishing her story.

"It melted." Lyanna said.

After a while Brienne whispered "I'm glad you trusted us enough to tell us the story."

"No problem, Bree. But just so you know, Catelyn, you're one of us now."

"Sure. And call me Cat."

"Lya. She's Bree."

"Yeah, Bree. And shouldn't we go upstairs? Maybe they are already sleeping." Brienne said.

"It's 1 a.m., too early for them to be asleep. But if you want to go upstairs, Cat, it's your party." Catelyn shook her head and said "Maybe a movie before bed?"

"Sure. What one?"

"The Breakfast Club." Catelyn said looking at both of them, Lyanna quickly agreed and Brienne enquired.

"I have heard about it, a lot. Is it any good?"

"You have never seen it, Bree? You're a disgrace!" Lyanna exclaimed and Catelyn laughed.

"Okay, so it's that one. Go into the living room. I'll meet you in a minute."

Both guests sat on the sofa. After a few moments Cat came back with a bowl of chips, giving it to the girls. She then went looking for the movie. She put it on and rewound it to the beginning.

They all sat in silence watching the movie, until the scene where Claire puts her lipstick between her breasts and then perfectly applies it to her lips, making Lyanna say.

"I tried that once, I ended up with lipstick on my forehead."

"Lysa can do it perfectly."

"Really?!"

"Yeah. It's pretty cool." Lyanna agreed and they both turned their heads to the television again, and by the end of the movie – Lyanna was singing.

Don't You Forget About Me

Don't, Don't, Don't, Don't

Don't You Forget About Me

They finally went to Catelyn's bedroom at 3 a.m. All the other girls were already sleeping; Cersei, Taena and Falyse on the bed, both Ashara and Elia on a mattress on the floor next to each other. Lyanna could smell the alcohol in the air – vodka and wine – she didn't think Catelyn or Brienne noticed as they weren't as familiar with the smell as she was.

So she lay down and fell asleep.

Cersei Lannister

Cersei was woken up the next morning by a punch on the face. She groaned.

"Taena, be careful…"

"It wasn't me. It was Falyse… And don't talk." Taena moaned.

She knew she couldn't fall asleep again, so she stood up and tried to leave the room without kicking or stepping on anyone. She found herself in the bathroom, in front of the mirror. She washed her face and her teeth. After empting her bladder, she went back to the bedroom, but on the way she noticed the boy, Petyr something, leaving the younger Tully girl's room still fixing his pyjama pants and putting on his shirt. Finally some good gossip! (And good blackmail material!) – The other girls hadn't been much use; Taena and Falyse didn't have anything new and Elia and Ashara were too careful to say much (even getting them drunk didn't help, not that Elia drank very much).

While everyone was sleeping, Cersei took the opportunity to look around the room. There were a lot of books (Cersei was not a big fan of reading, at least fiction. Tyrion likes it), photos but only family (that meant she was probably a loner) and Catelyn still had a lot of childhood toys. Next Cersei looked through the shelves - nothing special, normal clothes and no sexy underwear (Cersei already knew Catelyn was a virgin but it seemed she wasn't thinking about having sex anytime soon).

Cersei then heard someone waking up and tried to fix everything she had touched. When she turned, she saw it was the ugly girl waking up – she could never remember her name, she knew it started with a B… Bethany… Bea… something like that… who cares? She was pissed with the girl; she was taking her Jaime from her. Her twin brother used to spend his free afternoons (from the theatre rehearsals and baseball practice) with her, now he hung out with the girl – around Riverrun most times from what he told her. She already had to share him with Tyrion and that was bad enough…

But the girl didn't stand up; she just rolled on the mattress and murmured something Cersei couldn't understand. With everyone sleeping again, Cersei left the room and walked around the house. She found the bathroom door open; inside, in front of the mirror was Catelyn's younger sister. She had a bite on her neck and she was trying to cover it up with make-up.

"That's too much, everyone will know. If I was you, I would choose to wear only a simple scarf." Cersei's voice startled the girl, making her drop her make-up kit in the sink.

"You are Cersei Lannister." The girl said with surprise. Looking at the girl Cersi could see the similarities between the two sisters – the oldest one was the more beautiful without a doubt. The younger sister had a plainer face. She wasn't ugly but she wasn't beautiful either, maybe she could pass for pretty.

"Yes. And you are?"

"Lysa. I didn't know my sister had invited you."

"She did. I saw Petyr leaving your room earlier. Maybe you two should be more careful."

"Yes, of course. Could you not tell anyone?"

"Sure, but if I ever need anything, I would like to know that you would help me."

"Yes, of course. Just please don't tell anyone. Father would send him away." She smiled at the girl and kept walking around the house. Poor girl… she was in for a lot of heartache… She shouldn't have fallen in love with him, couldn't she see? The way the boy kept his eyes on her sister, keeping track of her every move – he was only using Lysa.

Walking down the stairs, Cersi found herself on their living room; there were so many photos of Catelyn and Lysa's mother. Looking at them made her miss her own mother. Cersei's father wasn't big on keeping photos around the house – even if she knew he kept their wedding photo on his bedside table. Cersei had one of her mother, Jaime and herself on her own bedside table – obviously she didn't have one of Tyrion.

The woman in these photos was beautiful, truly beautiful – couldn't be compared to Cersei's mother, of course, but Cersei's mother was a lioness – but how strange, it seemed to be the younger daughter who had her face.

She heard steps on the upper floor and decided to go back up. She got her clothes from the room and decided to go to the bathroom change, clean her face, put on her make-up and fix her hair. When she got back to the room, people were waking up. Both Taena and Falyse were bitching about their hangovers but Ashara who had drunk more than them – as much as Cersei – was fine.

Lyanna was opening her eyes while Ashara was trying to wake up Elia.

"Just five more minutes, Rhaegs. I promise I'll make it up to you." Elia may have whispered that but everyone had heard it. It was like everything stopped, and everyone eyes – except Catelyn and Brienne's who were still sleeping – looked from Lyanna to a sleeping Elia. Ashara had a knowing smirk and the two hung-over girls only looked astonished. Lyanna stood up, picked up her clothes and left to go to the bathroom.

Ashara let Elia sleep a little longer, but a few moments later the host and Brienne woke up too. Because they didn't know what happened, they weren't as shocked when Lyanna entered the room in black shorts and a black T shirt which had the words Fire and Blood written on it in red above a picture of a three-headed dragon. Lyanna was making it clear who he belonged to now.

Everyone else scattered so they could change their clothes and clean themselves, so Cersei was the only one who witnessed the looks between Lyanna and Elia. When Elia woke up, her face fell. She had been probably dreaming of him and waking up to see Lyanna in that T shirt brought her back to reality, but neither said anything (much to Cersei's annoyance).

After everyone came back dressed, they all went to the kitchen, Catelyn started making breakfast – pancakes and toast – and soon her siblings and the other boy joined them. Her little brother sat next to Elia – offering to serve her juice or milk while talking to Lyanna about some videogame (probably where they had run off to last night). Her sister kept her eyes on the table trying to avoid Cersei's gaze but Petyr kept staring right at Cersei, like he was challenging her.

Catelyn finally finished baking and put the things on the table; the pancakes, the toast, but also cereals, fruit, cookies, cupcakes, yogurts, juice and milk. Cersei decided to try the pancakes and cupcakes – even if usually she didn't eat many sweets but they looked delicious and she would stay just a little longer in the gym. The only ones that didn't try them were Taena and Falyse. Everyone knew about the bulimia problem Falyse had last year - another of the school worst kept secrets. The breakfast was rather quiet; nobody had much to say other than Catelyn's younger brother and Lyanna.

A bit after breakfast, the party (could you really call it a party?) was dying down, and Cersei was ready to leave. Falyse and Taena bummed a ride from her, and out of good manners she asked both Elia and Ashara if they needed a ride – but they declined. They all left the house at the same time, but both Lyanna and Brienne stayed a little longer by the door talking to Catelyn – I think the problem of how to get rid of the redhead has been solved.

So Cersei and the two girls left in her white Porsche – it was Jaime's favourite of their three shared cars. He called it White Brother (it was a stupid name and she couldn't remember how he had come up with it, but his first choice had been Snow White). Cersei's favourite was the crimson Aston Martin, but she still loved driving Jaime's White Brother.

Finally, after a few hours drive, a quick lunch and leaving the girls in King's Landing, she arrived home. She screamed to check if anyone was home, but she got no response. She was alone…

She got to her room, threw her bag to the floor, went to the bathroom to take off her make-up and loosen her hair – her golden curls floating around her – her brother always said she looked more beautiful this way, just like mother. She got back to her room, lay down on the bed and ended up falling asleep.

She woke up with the noise of a knock on the door.

"Cers, are you there?"

"Yeah." She said while she rubbed her eyes, and Jaime walked him.

"Sleeping beauty, dinner is ready."

"What?" Cersei asked, not yet fully awake.

"Father is staying at the office until later. I picked up pizza."

"Did you…"

"Pepperoni, Margherita and Hawaii." Hawaii – pineapple and ham – was always her favourite, she was happy he remembered.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Downstairs, waiting for you." He left the room, so Cersei could change into more comfortable clothes and make her way downstairs.

When she got downstairs, both her brothers were sitting on the couch – Jaime had his feet on the coffee table and had a beer on his hand – the pizza was also spread on the coffee table, next to a glass of wine.

"Hurry up, Cersei. Dinner is freezing. I got you wine." When she was finally sitting next to Jaime, she nodded to the beer in his hand and then at Tyrion.

"Oh… please, Cers. He knows the drill, don't you, kid?"

"Sure. I won't tell dad about Jaime's beer or that you're drinking wine, big sis." Tyrion said with a smirk in his face – he infuriated her so much.

"See. Now, pick up your wine and pass me two slices of Pepperoni." She gave up and did what Jaime said, grabbing the remote from his hand and changing the channel.

"I was watching that." But Cersei ignored him a kept zapping.

The rest of the meal went without any hitch, Jaime had even got up to pick up another beer for him and refill her glass. The silence was broken, when the movie Cersei had finally settled on ended and Jaime turned to his younger brother and said.

"Tyrion, bed"

"I'm not tired! And if you two get to drink, why shouldn't I get to stay up late?" I knew trusting him was a stupid choice. But Jaime kneeled until he was eye-to-eye with Tyrion and said.

"Because tomorrow is Monday, and I'm the one who has to wake you up in the morning and get you out of the door and you are already cranky enough in the mornings" Tyrion stomped his foot and pouted. "And if you look at the clock, it's already past your bedtime. So, bed little munchkin." Tyrion knew he couldn't get around his older brother and walked to his room.

Cersei and Jaime cleaned the living room, putting the trash out – so their father wouldn't find out about the two bottles of beer or how Cersei finished the wine – and putting the plates and cups in the dishwasher.

"Go on. I'll meet you in your room. I'm just gonna check on Tyrion first."

Cersei turned off the television and walked up the stairs to her room. She was sitting on her bed, Indian style when he knocked; he entered after she gave permission and sat in front of her.

"So now tell me about the party? Any girl on girl action?" He said with a smirk in his face and she kicked him.

"Shut up, or I will never tell you anything again, virgin boy."

"Oh, shut up you too. Why do you keep throwing that in my face?"

"'Cause I don't believe you're still virgin. Do you not see how the girls look at you? And Melara follows you like she's a bitch in heat."

"Cersei! We are not having this conversation again. And it's not like I haven't done anything, I guarantee you I have had my fun."

"Okay. No details, asshole."

"Now tell me what happened?"

"Not much, no one exploded like I expected."

"But what did you find out?"

"Oh… Petyr…"

"Who?!"

"He goes by the name of Littlefinger."

"I don't know who would want that nickname. Continue."

"As I was saying he's fucking Lysa…"

"Who?!"

"Catelyn Tully's younger sister."

"Alright."

"He lives with them. And he totally wants Cat and he was her first kiss. Oh… And your friend? The girl from the football team."

"Brienne."

"Yeah… her. She's never been kissed. I'm sure you could pop that cherry." She said laughing at Jaime.

"Shut up."

"No!" She said, sticking her tongue to him.

"I hate you."

"No, you don't. I'm your Queen." She yelled, now standing on the bed, Jaime picked her up by her feet and threw her over his shoulder. "Put me down." She said punching his back. "Jaime, put me down." He was already halfway down the stairs. "Please, Jaime, just put me down."

"No." He left the house by the back door and stopped in front of the pool. Cersei could guess what he was going to do.

"No. Don't you dare!" But he just ignored her and threw her in the pool. "I hate you!" She yelled again, but Jaime only smirked, took of his shirt and jumped in the pool after her.

"Nah… You love me." He said before dunking her.

Cersei opened her eyes under the water. Before she pulled him under the water with her, she thought, I do love him, but I'm gonna kill that piece of shit! I don't care if he's my best friend and my brother!

I hope you like it.

I'm not sure what it's going to happen in the next chapters until the Halloween chapter (this one is still on the beginning of October), so if you have anything you would like to see it's you're chance to tell me – and please do – (and I've not ignored the ideas that you have already gave me in the reviews, I'm waiting for the right moment to use them).