Athos walked into the garrison at the same time as D'artagnan the next day, although D'artagnan could tell from the way Athos was walking that he wasn't completely sober. "You alright?" Athos grunted in reply and D'artagnan wondered who had taken him home last night, probably Porthos.

D'artagnan's own head was pounding, not being used to drinking the amount he had last night. He honestly wondered how Athos managed to continuously drink his own body weight in wine and still function every day.

Porthos and Aramis walked into the garrison about 5 minutes after Athos and D'artagnan. Aramis had a smile on his face and D'artagnan was going to ask what his other friend was laughing at when he saw the glare that Porthos was sending him. It wasn't worth finding out if Porthos was the source of laughter.

"You look far too happy this morning." D'artagnan groaned out as another pang of pain came from his head.

Aramis only grinned larger. "I almost died yesterday so I think I'm entitled to be a little happy." D'artagnan frowned; this was the first time Aramis had voluntarily mentioned what had happened since he'd been cleared. They'd tried to broach the subject a few times last night but Aramis had only brushed them off.

"You four!" Treville's shout cut D'artagnan from saying anything else as he motioned for the four of them to follow him into his office.

"Did any of you fight the red guards last might?" Athos asked, gaining shakes of heads from the other three. Athos frowned, obviously not believing them but he only shrugged, leading the way up to Treville's office.

Captain Treville was sitting behind his desk when the four entered. When the door close, Treville started to talk. "The Cardinal now believes that all of the musketeers have a reason to betray Lord Louis." Out of the corner of his eye, D'artagnan saw Athos quietly stop Aramis from saying something.

"That wasn't my intention." Athos said, knowing that it was what he had said which would have caused the Cardinal to say that.

"Lord Louis won't execute any of you, not unless you give him reason to. So I don't think I need to tell you all not to do anything that would implicate yourselves as being traitors." D'artagnan watched Treville's gaze settle on Aramis and knew that was aimed at Aramis, not the others. Aramis seemed to notice as his head lowered a little in a way that was extremely uncharacteristic of the other musketeer.

"Will the Cardinal do anything?" Aramis asked, and D'artagnan had a sudden thought of the Cardinal having his friends hang.

"Most likely, just try not antagonise him." Treville replied, sending them warning looks. They nodded and started to head for the door by Treville said, "D'artagnan a word." The younger man stopped in surprise, sending curious looks towards his 3 friends but they only shrugged, unsure about what the Captain wanted either.

When the door closed behind the other three, Treville started to talk. "I'm sorry to say but a letter came from your farm this morning." D'artagnan took the letter being handed to him by Treville.

He went still as he read it. "They can't."

"I'm afraid they can, D'artagnan." Treville said, obviously seeing the distressed way the younger man was looking.

"That was my only source of income." Treville nodded his head.

"I've been trying to get your commission from Lord Louis but it's proving difficult when he hasn't seen you prove yourself." Treville said, with an apologetic tone in his voice.

D'artagnan was utterly silent for a minute before saying. "Can I go?" Treville nodded and D'artagnan quickly made his way down the stairs, walking straight past his three friends who, quickly noticing their young friend's distress, followed him. The garrison had filled up with the majority of the musketeers now but D'artagnan didn't give any of them a second glance.

A hand on his shoulder stopped him and D'artagnan turned around to face Athos. "What happened?"

D'artagnan felt anger bubble up inside him as his fist closed around the letter, which was probably now crumpled beyond recognition. "I lost my farm."

"Why?" Aramis asked, comfortingly placing a hand on the younger man's shoulder.

"The Tyrell's found out that I was here and seem to think I no longer need it." D'artagnan's voice was bitter as he said it, anger at the Tyrell's for taking away his land. Taking away his home, his Father's land.

"They can't do that." Porthos said, equal anger in his voice. "That's your land."

"What are you going to do now?" Athos asked, his voice calm though D'artagnan could have sworn he could see anger plain in the older man's eyes.

"I don't know."

"What about your commission?" Aramis asked, and D'artagnan growled in frustration.

"Apparently I haven't earned it yet." Disbelief was clear in his friends eyes a hearing this.

"I'm going to speak with Treville, don't let him do anything drastic." Athos whispered to Aramis and Porthos as he turned away from the distraught D'artagnan.

Treville didn't look surprised as Athos entered his office. "Why hasn't D'artagnan gotten his commission yet?"

"If it's up to me he would have gotten it by now but it isn't." Treville said, sincerely.

"What does he have to do?" Athos said, his mind going back to the incident with Vadim and everything else that the younger man had helped them do since he'd come here.

"Impress Lord Louis." Athos was about to say more when Treville stopped him from speaking. "There's nothing more I can do." Treville said and it was a clear dismissal. Athos considered refusing to leave but knew it would do no good for D'artagnan so he left the office.

Seeing the D'artagnan, Aramis and Porthos were nowhere to be seen; Athos asked another Musketeer where they had gone, who replied that they'd gone to Madame Bonacieux's house. Athos nodded his thanks as he walked down the street towards her house.

The room was oddly silent when he entered it but it wasn't all that surprising seeing the way the Constance was glaring at the three men and the redness of Aramis' cheek. He couldn't help but grin at that, wondering what his friend had done this time. "Athos, why don't you talk some sense into them?" Constance asked exasperation in her tone. Athos raised an eyebrow, wondering what had happened in the short time he was gone.

"It was only a suggestion, Madame." Aramis said, though quickly shut up when Constance glared at him, causing Porthos to laugh and Constance to turn on him.

"They want to go to Highgarden and demand the Tyrell's' give D'artagnan back his farm." Constance said, angrily.

"It was a mere suggestion." Aramis said, causing Constance to slap him on the cheek again. Athos couldn't help but wonder when Aramis would learn his lesson about antagonising Constance. "What did Treville say?" Aramis asked.

"That there wasn't anything he could do." Athos said resigned.

"What am I supposed to do then?" D'artagnan asked, a hopeless tone in his voice Athos hadn't heard there before. He realised, then, that it wasn't just about the farm being lost. It was his Father's farm and D'artagnan would be angry that he had lost it.

"We'll figure something out." Athos said, unsure how to comfort him as it wasn't something he had to do often.

"You can stay here until you figure something out."

"Even if I can't pay the rent?" D'artagnan asked and Constance nodded in answer. Looking at the gazes in both of their eyes Athos had to consider if something really was going on between the two of them.

"I'll talk to my husband." Constance replied. "Now don't the four of you have somewhere else to be." She said, motioning to the door. "I'm not some sort of tavern."

"Thank you Madame." Athos said before following Porthos and Aramis out of the door. D'artagnan came out a little later and Athos had to stop Aramis or Porthos from saying something about what may have happened between he and Constance in those five minutes he was missing.

I really hate finishing chapters as 'm never sure how to do it. Anyway hope you enjoy and hop Constance was in character as I found it really hard to write her. Anyway, please review and thanks for reading.

Also, I'd love suggestions on what game of thrones characters, if any, you'd like to see in this fic :)