I'm going to be going back editing the earlier chapters mostly for just typos and cleaning up the writing just a touch. I'll also be putting the day and a rough estimation of time next to the character POV change. This is mostly for me but there may be other people that would like a little more solid timeline since the character POVs change back and forth in each chapter.

Chapter 11

Jon-Thursday evening

Nobody at the hospital could tell him where she went, so the station was probably his best bet for information on where to find her. Ygritte was still with him riding shot gun either she was about to pass out from exhaustion or she thought he'd lost his damn mind. Jon thought he may have lost his mind but his gut told him that this would end badly if he didn't find a way to do something. Commander Mormont always told him to trust his gut.

"Hey Gritte why don't you head home, I'm just going to see what I can find. There's no reason for you to stick around. You look like you're about to pass out."

"That's because I am, see you later Jon. Don't do anything stupid." Ygritte waved as she walked out of the building not giving Jon a chance to change his mind.

The offices for the detectives were on the third floor of the department. Their hours were usually more set than the uniformed cops and it was pretty close to empty when Jon reached the third floor. Yoren was at his desk with heels propped up going through a thick folder. When he saw Jon he closed it quickly and put the folder in the drawer of his desk.

"Well look who is here if it isn't Detective Stark. You get that test taken yet boy?" Every time Yoren was at a scene that Jon had to secure he would ask him questions about the area and what he thought. Yoren was the one that put the little seed in Jon's head to become a detective.

"I haven't yet I'm still going over the material." That was a half truth he had the materials and glanced over it but hadn't committed to truly learning anything yet. "Yoren do you know where Andy, the girl that went missing this morning is?

"Probably the hospital, I heard she was beat up pretty good."

"She was but the hospital said she checked herself out. Do you know where she would go? I figured if you were looking for her you knew a little more than I did."

"She probably just went home or left the city. That's what I would do if Clegane was after me. Why do you care?"

"A gut feeling, I just need to check on her for my own sanity." Jon knew Yoren would understand the gut feeling a lot more than most on the force.

Yoren grunted and was writing down the address on a piece of paper when the phone rang. "Yello, her assistant? Alright send her up." He dropped the phone back onto the desk. "Looks like you're in luck boy. The girl's assistant has some questions for me. Better have a seat."

A slim young woman in business dress came up the stairs and walked straight to them. "Hello gentlemen."

"Ms. Heddle, I'm Yoren this is…"

"The guy that arrested her yes I've seen him before. I'm Willow"

"Yes but some people call me Jon; I'm also the one who found her."

"Did she have her phone on her?" Willow cut in before he could continue speaking.

Jon pictured the scene in his head before he answered her. "I don't remember seeing it but I was a little more worried about her."

Worry lines were etched across Willows face. "She swears she had it when she left before… she was attacked and no one can find it anywhere. The officers downstairs said there was no phone in the evidence file."

"A lost phone is hardly anything to worry over." Yoren reasoned. "Where is Ms. Blade at now?" He asked the question Jon had wanted the answer to all day.

"She's at the garage. I couldn't get her to go back to the hospital. I really tried to but she wouldn't listen to me."

"Why would she be at a garage?" Jon caught the strange detail quickly.

Willow rolled her eyes slightly. "She lives above it. I don't get her she owns a multi-million dollar company and she has a tiny apartment above a garage. When I left her she was settling in for the night about to take her pills. Can you tell me where you found her all anybody will tell me is in an alley?"

"We found her on 5th and Lincoln, the dead end alley led to some dumpsters." Jon watched Willow's face as he spoke to her looking for reactions. Her jaw dropped a little and she started to fidget.

Yoren must have noticed too. "Something wrong girl?"

"Yes… Maybe, I don't know it's just that's only two blocks away from the shop." The girl was rolling her phone in her hands.

Jon started to fidget with a pocket on his uniform the bad feeling was coming back to him. "Did she tell you anything about the attack?"

"No and she said she didn't want to talk about it. I didn't press either, she shuts down when you push. I just thought of something… her keys. She always has her keys to the shop on her. It's actually one of the only things she never forgets." Yoren was back on the phone calling the evidence locker. "How bad was it when you found her?" Her big brown eyes were looking straight at Jon.

He didn't really want to tell her but she was determined and he could tell she cared. "She was unconscious and her pulse was faint when I got to her. I figured she would be at the hospital by the time I got off of work, but she wasn't. I've been trying to check in on her since."

"I don't know what her deal is sometimes it's like she just checks out. When she didn't show up this morning I thought that Clegane had gotten her. I freaked." Willow just kept talking in a monotone voice venting to him. He really didn't mind people always did that with him. The more Willow talked the more something scratched at the back of his mind. Jon had relaxed some when he found out she was safe and resting someplace.

Yoren hung up the phone and interrupted Willow's chatter and Jon's thoughts. "There where no keys on her when she reached the hospital or any found at the scene"

Jon looked across the desk at Yoren. "We need to get a unit over there now" Yoren nodded his head and picked up the phone again.

"Why? She needs to rest now?" Willow looked lost before the realization dawned on her. "Oh my god he knows where she lives and he took her keys. I never should have left." Willow was up pacing typing into her phone. "I left my Ipod by her nightstand in case she needed to message me for anything."

"I've got an unmarked on its way to her place now. We're probably just being paranoid but we'll keep an eye on things for awhile." Yoren seemed to be completely unfazed by any of the events around him.

Willow sank back down into her chair when her phone beeped. "Thank god, she just woke up she's going to take another pill and go back to sleep. Should I tell her?"

"No don't worry the girl; she's been through enough. We'll watch out for her tonight. Get the locks changed in the morning." Yoren ordered.

"First thing I'll do." Willow looked relieved the days events had really startled her.

"I'll drop by early in the morning to check in as well." Jon had already planned on doing it anyway but voiced it to the girl. "Go get some rest you look exhausted."

"Thanks, Officer Grey Eyes I will." Willow smiled at him.

"Excuse me"

"It's what she calls you." Yoren barked out a laugh. "She didn't catch your name. Goodnight gentlemen and thank you for everything." The girl waited for the elevator this time looking a little more relaxed than when she came in. If Jon could have kicked himself he would have. How could he forget to tell her his name? It made Jon a little happy that she thought to give him a nickname though.

"This could be what we've been waiting for with Gregor. If he makes a move on the girl we'll have him. Not even the Lannisters could get him off if we catch him red handed."

"I'd rather he stay away from her completely." He didn't like the idea of using Andy as bait.

"Of course but if he doesn't we'll be there. Are you happy now Officer Grey Eyes?" Yoren laughed when Jon looked up clearly not amused at what was going to be Yoren's new nickname for him. "Go home and get some rest before you have to be out on the streets again. We'll be watchin her."

"Alright, see you later." Jon got up to leave.

"Jon?"

"Ya," He turned around to look at the older man.

"Take the damn test."

"Yes sir." Jon drove home with Ghost who was crashed by his side. He wanted to drive by Andy's place and camp on her couch, but he talked himself out of it. After the extremely long stressful day he had he wouldn't have been much help anyway. At least that is what he had to tell himself over and over again before sleep finally won out.

Arya- Thursday afternoon

The amount of money she spent on clothes for work was a little shocking. Arya couldn't help but feel a little guilty about it. She knew that a lot of people had trouble putting food on the table and she was out buying club clothes. Of course she had always had money but she was never proud of that fact nor did she flaunt it. To her it was stupid that people were defined by class or income. People were people and there were good and bad ones no matter which side of the fence you were on.

Sansa was brilliant at what she did of course and it made her a little jealous. Almost everything Sansa had picked out for her looked amazing on her body and was actually a style she liked. Arya was proud of the fact that her boobs looked almost large in the new push up bra she'd bought.

That was one thing that she really had wanted to change about herself, she just wanted them to be a little bit bigger. Arya was giving herself plenty of time to get ready for work. With the new clothes and the new makeup she didn't want to be rushing to get there and she knew it would take a little more time to get ready since the normal jeans and a t shirt wasn't an option.

Arya was standing in front of her mirror in her new dark denim boot cut jeans in a mid rise; anything lower and she would have mooned people on her bike, and her bra. Part of her wanted to laugh at herself she was being just like Sansa trying to find something to wear. That thought wasn't as appalling as it used to be.

Her dark brown hair was still wet and curling around her shoulders. She'd forgotten her hair appointment when she agreed to go shopping with Sansa so it still needed to be cut. Nymeria was sprawled across the bed amongst the scattered tops. Unable to decide she grabbed a can of Pringles from the nightstand and plopped down on the bed next to her dog. "Which one should I wear girl?" The dog just popped open and eye before rolling over facing away from her. "Lot of help you are."

There was a nervous excitement about her new job; she knew she was a good bartender but a new opportunity always made her nervous. After she finished off the entire can of chips she decided she really needed to make up her mind. Without thinking about it she just grabbed a shirt off the pile on the bed and put it on. It had always worked in the past why change now?

It was a purple spaghetti strap with a corset around the chest that was surrounded by black stitching and a flowing waist so she could bend and reach without her shirt riding up. She didn't bother with the mirror yet she fixed her curly hair by just pulling it back into a high ponytail leaving a few strands around her face. It had to be out of the way so it wouldn't drive her crazy at work and she already knew that she would have to redo it when she got to work. Her helmet was really hard on hair. Next was makeup.

Sansa had left her hand written instructions on exactly how to apply everything. Arya thought that was a little controlling but since she normally didn't put any on she was grateful for her sister's instructions. It only took a few tries before she got everything how it was supposed to be or close enough. With everything put in place she was ready to go to work. One last glance in the mirror she had to do a double take. Damn I look hot! What did you do to me Sansa?

Gendry- Thursday evening

The rest of the day was a blur nothing really seemed to register after the meeting that he still wasn't sure why he had to dress up for. Gendry's 'father' was really going to leave his entire company to him. He wasn't sure if that was ever going to sink in. Ned Stark had been there though that was a pleasant surprise.

Arya had told him a lot about her father during their short time together and meeting him was just another reminder of the girl he couldn't forget. He had hoped that if Ned was in town that Arya would be around too. There was something about the girl that got under his skin and into his head. Arya was just 15 the first time he met her; she was a tiny little spitfire that had found a way into the club in Flea Bottom he was working at the time. A couple of older guys were picking on her thinking she was a boy with the short choppy hair baggy jeans and t shirt she had on. He was sent to break it up when she decked one of the guys messing with her. He had to drag her out of the bar kicking and screaming it was only when he wrapped his arms around her that he realized that she wasn't a boy.

After he drug her outside and got her to calm down he couldn't help but laugh. She was insulting him and cussing up a storm. The little hellcat was furious and it made her too adorable. Her little frame was tight with tension at the time but even then with the vicious tongue and utter hatred she was throwing at him. Gendry knew that Arya Stark was hauntingly beautiful. She was only 15 to his 20 he couldn't deny that he was attracted to her even if he felt a little like a creep for thinking that.

While he was out shopping had gotten him some new shirts for the bar. Most of the ones he had were a little worn and some even had a few tears. The unofficial dress code for all bouncers was black so he had on one of his new dress shirts. The fit was nice it seemed like it was tailored just for his body but then again he thought they should for what he had to pay for them.

He was making his rounds around the building making sure everything was secured so nobody could sneak in. He moved in and out of the backrooms and storage locking doors to make sure lovers couldn't find a place to hide. He was moving towards a break room when a short girl clipped his shoulder at a high rate of speed. "Watch where you're going." He hollered down the hall, he didn't catch her face but as the petite form faded from site that name popped into his head again. He tried to shake it off.

Tom was in the break room grabbing a snack. "Hey man how's it going."

"I'm just making the rounds Tom, looks like it's going to be a packed house tonight."

"I hope so. Me and the boys are ready. Just wait until you see the new singer we got. The little ladies are going to love him."

"Great" Gendry said mockingly. He was hoping for a busy night looked like he was going to get it. "Every time you guys make the girls go crazy it's twice as much work for me."

Tom smiled at him. "That's what I'm here for. Bella is looking for you. Lem let it slip you were single again."

"Fuck, remind me to kick Lem's ass. I really didn't need this today." Anguy came through the door to the break room holding his hand to his nose. There was blood leaking out from around his fingers. "What happened to you?"

"New bartender" He spat out trying to mop up the blood. "I think she broke it!" Tom was chuckling as he walked out.

"What happened?"

"I just wanted to welcome here like we did the other girls." Anguy whined out still trying to stop the blood.

"Not all women like their asses grabbed. You deserved it."

"She definitely don't, I knew she was going to be trouble."

"You're probably right I'll make sure she doesn't hurt any customers tonight. I wouldn't grab her ass again if I were you." He held back a smile as he left to finish his rounds. The kitchen door was always the last thing he checked. The cooks always left it cracked open so they could step outside to have a smoke so he saved it for last.

"Hey Gen, where have you been hiding all night." He winced before he turned around. He knew he was going to have to talk to Bella eventually.

"Hey Bella, I was just making the rounds." Bella leaned across the counter that was between them making sure he got a full view of her cleavage.

"Sorry about you and Jayne." Bella didn't look sorry. Gendry just shrugged his shoulders.

"It happens"

"If you need to talk or just want someone to hang out with I'm always here for you." She batted her fake eyelashes at him as she moved around the counter to put her hand on his arm. Her skirt was shorter than her usual barely there and her shirt was extra tight. Gendry knew she was going to be trouble tonight too. Every time she was grabbed she made sure to find him personally.

"Thanks but I think I'm alright." Bella just leaned across the counter again her shirt rode up to show a tattoo with two bells on the small of her back.

"Here's my number in case you change you mind." Then she winked at him.

He shoved the number into his pocket. "Thanks" It wouldn't be the last number he got tonight. "I better get out on the floor." If he could have Gendry would have run out of the room.

On the main floor the band was setting up a tall lean blond kid with holy jeans a t shirt was sitting on the edge of the stage looking like he wanted to pass out. He walked over to him. "You must be the new singer."

The kid's eyes shot up at him. "How did you know?"

"You look like you are ready to run out those doors."

"That obvious, I'm Edric Dayne my friends call me Ned."

"Nice to meet you Ned" The two shook hands. "I'm Gendry. I'm security if you have any problems with the ladies just give me a shout." Gendry nudged the singer's shoulder.

"Thanks but I can handle the girls it's the stage that scares me. I told Tom I wasn't ready."

"If Tom thinks you're ready you are. You'll be fine but I would get a drink to settle your nerves."

"Thanks that's a good idea. Can you join me?"

"I need to get back to work, sorry man."

"I'll right see you later Gendry." Ned walked away from him. Tom was right the girls were going to love Ned. He looked the part of rockstar. Harwin one of the other bouncers quietly walked up to him.

"Harwin, How are you?" Harwin nodded at him.

"I'm good, not really looking forward to tonight though. Did you finish the rounds?"

"Yep, Am I on the door tonight?"

"You got the floor. Keep an eye on the new girl. I already told her she couldn't just punch the customers she needed to get one of us."

"I will check up on her. I saw Anguy, he did deserve it."

Harwin chuckled "He did but he isn't a customer. Good luck tonight."

"You too." Harwin opened the doors as soon as he got set and customers began coming inside in clusters. Band nights always got a little crazy but the students had been off for a week tonight could get wild.

Arya- Thursday evening.

The doors weren't even open when Arya got to work which means she had plenty of time to organize the bar exactly how she liked it. All the more popular mixer had to be closer to her. The night wouldn't go smoothly if she had to reach the top shelves over and over again. After everything was in place she began slicing lemons when a guy cleared his throat.

"Excuse me Miss." The guys voice was silk but she kept her head down and kept slicing.

"Not serving yet."

"I know but I'm with the band and I need something to help clear my throat." She glanced up to a pair of almost purple eyes.

"What do you want?"

"Tequila shot and a lime."

"Hold on" She grabbed the bottle and a glass

"Normally a pretty girl helps me with my shot." The guy had a broad smile directed at her.

"Sorry don't have any." Arya smiled back mockingly at him. The shot was sitting on the table in front of him. He salted the lime, sucked on it then threw back the shot before returning to the lime.

"Do you mind if I sit for awhile?"

"I guess not" She had everything in order and ready to go. The blond guy in front of her had a pretty face with and angled jaw and thin lips that looked good oh him. He was rocker lean and his hair was a wavy blond mess that screamed 'I'm in a band'. He seemed nice enough at least he hadn't tried to grab her ass yet.

"I'm Edric, you can call me Ned." Ned was smiling at her again.

"My dad's name is Ned." Arya went silent again not being very good at small talk.

"Can I know your name?"

"Huh oh sorry I'm Arya." She was trying to find something else to do while she waited for the doors to open.

"That's a pretty name."

"Thanks" She said it half heartedly not wanting to say what originally popped into her head. She had already had one conversation with Harwin about being nice to people. Tom came up and pulled Ned away from the bar to get ready. "Talk to you later Arya."

"I'll be here all night." She wiped down the counter and cleaned the glass Ned used. Ned was on the stage messing around with a guitar so she watched him for a little bit. When she saw two women prop themselves up against the bar.

"You must be the new girl." The older woman smiled down at her.

"Must be"

The woman just laughed. "Tom said you had a mouth on you. It should make things a little livelier around here. I'm Tansy this is Bella. We bring the drinks to the tables."

"Hi, I'm Arya, so how do the tips work around here."

"Everything at the bar is yours and you get 15% of our take for the night if the drinks keep coming to us fast."

"Seems fair." She polished some more glasses just trying to keep her hands busy.

"I need to speak with Tom see you later." Arya waved at the older woman as she walked away.

"Her and Tom have a thing going." Bella was perched on the bar in her barely there skirt with her shirt falling down. Her hair was black and curly and she had pretty blue eyes caked in make up. The girl would be really pretty if she didn't try so hard. "I think the singer likes you. He keeps looking over here."

"Ned? He probably just wants another drink" Arya glanced at the singer again.

"He's cute" Arya just shrugged she had never gotten along with girls like Bella. There was never any common ground and girls like that were just idiots to her. She kept quite. The other girl seemed to like the sound of her own voice anyway. "Just between us girls the big guy with shaggy black hair and beautiful blue eyes is mine. Keep your hands off and we'll get along just fine."

The description made her put the glass she was drying down but it couldn't be him lots of guys had black hair and blue eyes. "I'm not here to find a man."

"Good, are you even old enough to serve drinks?"

"Nope, I snuck in." She shot her a smug smile. Bella rolled her eyes and hopped off the bar. The crowd started to trickle in through the doors and the place began to fill up quickly. People made the way to the bar and she started slinging drinks.

The place looked different on the weekends. Normally the bar was really laid back and had a Cheers vibe to it. When the band came to play tables were moved out and a wall panel was removed to reveal another room full of cushioned booths. The stage was dead center not actually noticeable until the panel was removed. Hollow Hill was the place to be when it chose to be.

Arya was pouring drink after drink moving in a blur to try and keep up with demand. Luckily Anguy stepped into help. He mouthed an apology as they worked side by side. The band slowed down and the crowd thinned out some allowing the workers a tiny breather. She was alone behind the bar mixing a drink for a nearby table. A few men were leaning on the bar to drunk to stand. Tansy and Bella were nowhere to be found so she slipped out to deliver the drink. On the way back to the bar one of the drunks stepped in front of her. "Hello beautiful" the man slurred out.

She ignored him and tried to slip by. When he wouldn't let her she said "Excuse me, I need to get back to work." Her voice had an edge to it that the drunk didn't pick up.

"What's the hurry the place is dead. Talk to me." The man smelled of liquor and he swayed as he stood.

"Sorry I really can't." She quickly darted around him and towards the bar and all the dishes she needed to get done. Unfortunately the man followed.

"Alright then I think I'll stay here and talk to you." Lovely she thought "What time do you get off and where are you going?"

"Not sure and home… alone." Arya dipped glass after glass into the clear dry solution trying to ignore the idiot in front of her.

"Who wants to be alone on a night like this?" The creep smiled at her.

"Really not interested" She was losing patience with the moron.

"Oh come on beautiful. We could have fun together." She had the dish rack loaded up and pushed her way out onto the floor the creep grabbed her shoulder.

"Still not interested" Arya tried to shrug his hand off of her. "Let go of me… Please." She was being insultingly sweet. She was still trying to play nice.

"I don't think that's what you really want beautiful." The jackass really did need to be put in his place and she was just about to act when…

"Is there a problem over here?"

"No, he was just leaving." The creep stepped to his side to see who was standing behind him. Arya had to look up, way up to meet her unnecessary savior's eyes. She almost dropped the dish rack when she realized who's blue eyes were looking back at her.

"No problems man I'm out of here." The creep must have been smart enough to know he couldn't handle the massive bouncer standing there.

Arya's eyes drifted down his body before darting back up to his face. He had grown. The Gendry she remembered was big but now he was bigger. He stood at least 6'4" and his massive arms were crossed over a chiseled chest that stretched the black t shirt to its limits. His hair was the same black mess and his face was the same maybe just a little squarer. He just stood there with his arms crossed looking down at her.

There was a crease between his eyebrows that usually meant he was thinking. She didn't allow him to finish. "I could've handled it you idiot." She was irritated that he still affected her the way he did. Then she quickly retreated to the backroom to recover. Fuck that was actually Gendry. He is here. The one and only guy she had ever really crushed on was outside those doors but he wasn't just a crush anymore. Gendry Waters was a walking wet dream.