Myrcella
28 hours in a car was killing her legs. Myrcella had been happy for the first few hours. She had loved cuddling in the back seat with Aegon and hearing the banter from Arya and Gendry from the front. When she had thought that Arya and Gendry had been occupied she had slipped her hand in to Aegon's pants and gave him a hand job. She had felt so sneaky and naughty. She had almost got caught when she giggled and Arya had looked behind at her. Myrcellas face had gone pink and she frozen with her hand on Aegons super hard cock.
"I want to be inside you so fucking bad." He had whispered into her ear and it sent shivers down her back. She got back to work on pleasuring her man.
Three hours later when they stopped at a rest stop they all got out of the car moving like they were 90 years old. Arya walked over to the van that the boys were piling out of the old beat up paint van that they used to haul the equipment.
"Fuck me sideways I hope that we are almost there. Are we almost there Arya?" Thoros yelled from across the rest area.
"This is the last rest stop before we are to Winterfell. Two hours and we will be there. Then you will see the sexy ladies that I promised you." Arya winked at Thoros and came over to Myrcella.
"There are sexy ladies here? I thought that you Northern girls are so bundled up that there is no way to tell if they look good or not." Aegon joked.
"We may bundle up, but that makes it like the guy is unwrapping a present when he finally gets into our pants. Speaking of pants what were you doing in the back seat last night to Aegon Myrcella?"
"I was trying to make a comfortable area to lay my head. There was something in the way." Myrcella smiled and batted her eye lashed at Arya.
"So is there something going on with Gendry that he is not telling me? He has been in a bad mood for the past week and he won't tell me why."
"I don't know if it is my place to say Arya. He is my brother and I don't want to say anything without his approval. And the only way that I know anything is because he is loud and bitches like a girl." Myrcella looked at her brother as he looked in at the equipment in the van.
"Just tell me. Sansa said that Sandor has some new plan to get back at Joffery and I want to know what Gendry has to do with this plan." Arya said with a huff.
"Well Joffery is also my brother and I don't like him much but he is still my family. But I will tell you that it had to do with Prom." Myrcella smiled sweetly.
"Prom? What the hell can Gendry do to hurt Joffery that has to do with prom? Are they going to do the thing like the end of Carrie and dump blood all over him?" Arya demanded.
"Not that I know of. And from what I have heard that is a better idea then the one they are coming up with. See from the arguments that I have heard between Gendry and the guys they want either Sandor or Gendry to be prom king and steal the crown away from Joffery." Myrcella couldn't help to keep the evil smile off her face.
Arya busted out laughing and they gossiped about how either guy would look with a crown gracing their brows. When it was time to get back in the car Myrcella grumbled and bitched about having to get back in the car. They drove to Winterfell and Myrcellas eyes popped out when she saw where Arya and the rest of the Starks had grown up. She had always thought that the Red Keep was an amazing house, but it had nothing in comparison to Stark Manor. The building was huge and old. There was history in every stone. But the best part was the grounds. She loved nature and she was in love with the gardens and forests that were all around the house.
"Arya you never said that you lived in a magical land like this." Myrcella looked around in wonder.
"It is just what I have always known. It's nothing new to me." Arya shrugged.
"Shit babe this place puts the Red Keep to shame." Gendry looked around.
"Its home and it's good to be back. Look there are my stupid big brothers." Arya smiled as three tall men walked over to them.
Myrcella loved Argon but Jon and Robb were sexy as hell. They gave Arya hugs and they all shook hands with the guys. Myrcella hung back and watched. They showed Jon his car and he was dancing around it like it was the best thing in the world, not just some stupid car.
"This is great. Thank you Gendry." He hugged her brother and gave him a manly back pound.
"What about me? I found the danm thing and worked on it and bought the parts. I don't get a thanks?" Arya demanded and stomped her foot.
"Come here Little Wolf. You did good." Jon picked Arya up and they laughed together.
They all went into the house and again Myrcella was struck with amazement at the grandeur of the front hall. It was ten times bigger than the entryway of the Red Keep. She had never seen anything so old. It was like being a museum. She spun around looking at the pictures of the Starks of Winterfell. The family history was right there on the walls and she noticed that Jon and Arya were the only ones that looked like the Starks of old.
"Christ Arya this place is fantastic. I think that you all should come back here. This place is so much pettier then smoggy LA. There is fresh air here. I don't think that I have ever smelled air so good." Hot Pie yelled as he stumbled in with his large bag of stuff.
"We will come back here. Have no doubt about that. But I will not be forced to leave unless I am ready." Arya snarled.
Myrcella shot a look over to her brother. She knew what he planned on doing once Arya moved back to Winterfell to finish high school and then go to college. Her poor stupid brother was addicted to her spunky friend. Myrcella didn't know what she would do without Arya the next year, but it was bound to be okay. Joffery was not going to be there to mess things up for her.
"So where are we all sleeping?" She asked. "I really want a shower."
"You can use Sansa's room. And let me warn you now there is an abnormal amount of pink in it." Arya looped her arm in Myrcellas and lead her up the grand staircase. The room was covered in pink. It looked like Pepto-Bismol had exploded on everything. Myrcella was shocked to see that the TV was even pink!
"Holy crap, when you said everything was pink you meant it." Myrcella spun around looking at everything.
Arya looked around in disgust. "She likes stupid things. She pleased my mother. I wanted to paint one of my walls black. I was going to have three of them white, but I wanted one black. My mother had said no. Then Sansa had come along and asked for pink and my mother was over joyed to go on a pink spree with her elder daughter."
"I know what that is like. Having a mother that is disappointed in you. But it won't last forever. In a few years we will leave and they will have no control over us. Just think about that. When you are out of your parents' house you can paint a whole room black and Catelyn can't say shit!" The two girls smiled at each other.
"The bathroom is right next door. It's all yours." Arya left the room and Myrcella was surrounded by all the pink.
Gendry
Winterfell was an amazing place. Arya had led him up to her room and they had sex like rabbits. Or that's what Arya called it. They lay together with their limbs tangled together. Gendry was running his fingers in her tangled hair. He supposed that he would have to tell Arya that he was supposed to run for prom king and win so that they could defeat Joffery once and for all, but he couldn't do that, not yet.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked as she shifted her head from his chest to look up at his face.
"I was thinking that I have to tell you something." He mumbled.
She stiffened and his heart began to race. He felt her pulse increase and he knew that he had stepped in it.
"It's nothing bad. It's just about the revenge that me and the guys have been working on for Joffery. You see we plan on taking away the thing that he wants most. He dreams of being prom king. The boys think that I could win. Well it is either me or Sandor. I personally hope that it is Sandor. I know you're your sister wants a crown as well and they would be better together as the queen and king of the Prom then I would."
Gendry felt a small giggle start in her, he felt it build until it broke and she let a whole hearted laugh out of her mouth. He tried to talk but she would not stop laughing. Every time that he tried to speak she would laugh in his face.
"It's not that funny. Or unbelievable." He grumbled.
"Yes it is. I can see it now. You are standing up on a stage with a white suit with a sash around your shoulder proclaiming you king to all. Then you would have the crown placed on your noble brow and you would be bowed down to by all the little people. Can you picture it?" She stifled a giggle again.
"That's not funny!" He grumbled again, gently pushing her off his chest. He sat up and swung his legs off the bed. He swept his shorts from off the ground and slid into them. He jumped off the bed and stalked across the floor.
"Where are you going? I wasn't done with you yet. I still had a thing or two to do with you in this bed." She called after him.
"Well I am not amused by your reaction to our plan. I think that I am going to see what the guys are up to. Maybe get some practice in before the gig tomorrow. I will talk to you later."
He left Arya sitting alone in her bed clutching the blankets to her round naked chest. Gendry wasn't that toughie about things but he had been under stress for the last week. He had gotten five acceptance letters from collages and his father was pressuring him in to following him into the family business. Then there was the fact that Jaqen was still following him. It was not something that he wanted to deal with yet. He had not shared any of this with Arya. He wanted to deal with his problems on his own.
He stormed down the staircase and found the guys in the large living room. They had the band equipment set up and they were tuning it. Myrcella was standing with Aegon and he was showing her how to play the base. Thoros and Hot Pie were working on a piece of paper together and Beric was on the phone with his girlfriend who could not come on the trip.
Jon came over and raised an eyebrow at his friend.
"You have a hickey on your neck. I think it is safe to say that you and my sister were doing the dirty? I should kick your ass for doing that with her. But you make her so happy that I will let it slide. If it was someone else they would be dead. But I like you. So what's new with you?"
"Not much. I have one little problem. It seems that our little friend Jaqen has stopped stalking your sister and has taken up with stalking me instead. I guess that I should not have beaten him up so well. He is mad now." They shared a glance with one another. Jaqen was a problem and they both knew it.
"So what are you going to do?"
"I don't really know. Thank the Gods that L.A. has amazing laws against stalkers. If he gets to out of hand I can turn him over to the cops and they can deal with him. With my stalking and what I suspect he did to your sister I think he would go away for a long time. But I hope that I get another chance at the fuck. I haven't told Arya any of this. I don't want to worry her. I would tell you to keep your mouth shut or I would kill you, but I know that you won't tell her."
The two men stood there and they looked at each other in the silent communication that men can have that make women crazy. But thanks to their double x chromosome they had a moment of perfect understanding. They did not want to scare Arya. For the brave face that she put up they alone knew how vulnerable she was. Jon gave a small nod of his head and they moved on.
"I really want to thank you for the car. I have been looking for that year and model for years. I love it." Jon said, trying to change the subject to one that they were comfortable with.
"Our shop teacher has been trying to unload that rust bucket on someone for years. At first I thought that Arya was stupid for buying it, but then I learned her take no prisoner nature and I knew that if anyone bought it she was the one to fix it up. I think she did a hell of a job on restoring it." Gendry smiled in pride in what his girlfriend had been able to achieve in the short amount of time that she had the car under her care.
"She is the type of person who likes to stick with something till the end. When she loves something she loves it till the bitter end." Jon gave a rueful smile and walked away.
Gendry was at a loss for words. He knew that Jon was trying to tell him something with that last remark. He knew that he had a tough choice ahead. He thought that he had made the decision to leave the guys easily, but playing with them was a high and a reason for living for him. How could he walk away from the guys when they were so close to making it into the Bit Time? Was love enough to walk away from three years of hard work? He was uncertain for the first time in his life. So much had changed since he had gotten a family and he had started learning what it meant to have one. He now had this feeling if he created his whole life around Arya he would miss out on so much. He had a lot to think of in the week to come spent in the North. He hoped that he figured it out soon.
Sandor
Sandor sat with a glass of whiskey in his hand and thought of what he was going to do next. He had to go to a brunch with Margaery and Joffery. He did not want to go. He would rather be with Sansa sharing a snuggle and a caress together. But he still had to hold up his end of the act that he had agreed to when he said that he would break up with Sansa. He hated this more then he wanted to admit.
He drained the glass and walked out of his bedroom. He didn't want to make to much noise in the house. It was one of the rare moments that his father was home at the same time that his brother was home. He had planned on being away this week in the North with his friends, but Joffery had made sure that he had been stuck at home. It was just another reason why he hated the little fuck that had destroyed his life.
He checked his clothing to make sure that Joffery would not have something to bitch about. He didn't mind spending time with Margaery. When they were out of school and they didn't have to pretend to be together she was not half bad. He still hated her for the roll she was playing with Sansa. But he had never asked her why she was really doing this. He didn't believe what Joffery had said to him for her reason. Margaery had always seemed like a sweet person. He suspected that Joffery had a hold over her like he had on him. Sandor wanted to find out what had caused her to betray Sansa the way that she had.
He made it to his car without alerting his family members. In his car he turned the key over and the engine roared to life. He threw the car in reverse and he let his tires mark up the white driveway. Once he threw it in drive he really peeled out and sped over to the Tyrell house. There was a large white tent erected in the yard of the Tyrell house that the brunch was being held in. He spotted the cars of Joffery and Cersie. He had not realized that the whole lot of the stupid Lannister family would be here. He wanted to be as far from them all as possible. He gritted his teeth and left the car. He walked over to the tent and a hand shot out and grabbed him before he could go in.
"Young man I have a bone to pick with you. You are dating my granddaughter but we both know that she is not the one that you should be with." The hand holding his arm was wrinkled yet the grip of the hand was strong.
"Excuse me ma'am. I do not understand." He said sounding confused. It wasn't hard to be confused. He really was.
"Do not play stupid with me. I am the doctor that Sansa has been seeing and despite my professionalism I have let the poor girl into my heart. You have hurt the girl and I want to know why. Not that I am sad that you are dating my granddaughter. You are a rare man in this day and age, but Sansa loved you."
Sandor was struck dumb. He had not expected to be ambushed by Margaery's grandmother.
"Do not stand there you're your mouth opened like a dead fish. Speak boy!" Her voice rose to a hear yell.
"Grandmother what are you doing to one of the guests!" Willas Tyrell walked out of the tent leaning on his cane. "Oh it's him. Carry on Grandmother."
Again Sandor was shocked. The ADA had always seemed like a level headed man to him. But the look of disgust on his face shocked Sandor.
"I am here for brunch with Margaery. I am her boyfriend. I was in a relationship with Sansa but we are no longer together. Now if you will excuse me I have to find Margaery." He attempted to leave but the small vise like hand came back and held onto his hand.
"I do not like that explanation boy. Come clean. I know that you two would not break up unless there is a reason." The old Lady barked.
Sandor measured the reply that he could make. He was going to lie but then he looked from the faces of the two Tyrell's. They were deadly serious. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"I am being blackmailed. Joffery is blackmailing me and he said that Margaery is jealous of Sansa for all the attention Sansa was getting. He said that they wanted to hurt her. I don't know if that is truly how Margaery feels. She might be angry or blackmailed as well. Joffery is a sick bustard."
Lady Olenna nodded her head and looked at her grandson. He disappeared back into the tent and reappeared with Margery behind him. She had a smile on her face, but when she saw Sandor with her Grandmother her smile wilted around the edges.
"Margaery are you being blackmailed into dating this boy?" Her brother demanded in his best courtroom voice.
The dolor drained from her face and she looked at her brother. Then a single tear rolled her face.
"Yes."
"What is it that he has on you?" The Lady demanded.
"A video. From last summer. We had gone to the Baratheon summer house at Storms End and I had been in the pool house shower and Joffery came in and he." Her voice faltered.
"Did he attack you?" Willas demanded. She nodded her head and Sandor wanted to tear the tent apart to find the fucker. Joffery had only tried to violate Sansa, but he had succeeded in taking something from Margaery that she could never get back and he made sure that she never forgot it.
"Willas I want you to take Margery to the police station and have her give a statement. I want the little Lannister cunt arrested. And this time he will be put away for a long time." Olenna said with steel in her voice.
"But I never said no. I said don't but never no. It's not rape because I didn't say no." Margaery looked between her brother and grandmother.
"Don't is enough dear. And if the little worm has it on tape then you can believe that he will be going away for a long time." Willas wrapped an arm around her and lead her away crying on his shoulder.
"Now boy I want you to go in and talk to your friend. I want you to put the fear of the seven in that bastard. Can you do that?"
"Yes, I believe I can." Sandor smiled a horrifying smile that he knew scared many people due to his scars. The wicked old Olenna smiled back and they walked into the tent arm in arm. He had never known a person, let alone a lady to accept that smile. But he figured that the lady on his arm had the same goal in mind. They were going to shake Joffery Lannister to the core and have a good time doing it.
They entered the tent and casual conversations fell to the point that you could hear a pin drop. Sandor walked her to a seat at a long table placed up front and he left her sitting with all the dignity of a queen. He looked around the tent appearing to be lost. Sandor had gotten good at acting during the last month. He knew that his lost puppy look would make Joffery come to him. He looked down at his co-conspirator and she gave him a savage wink when they both noted that their pray was walking over to them.
"Well Hound where is the ever charming Margaery? I saw her walk out with her brother a few moments ago. You must have gotten here to late to take the sweet lady in. You seem to have gotten a lady to escort you into the brunch." Joffery sneered as he slithered over to them.
"I saw her leaving with Willas as I pulled up. She seemed distraught and I called for her, but they kept going. She was very upset, but Olenna needed my assistance, so I obliged her an escort into the tent." Sandor looked at the lady with respect that he didn't have to fake.
"It seems that you chose a worthy woman to escort." Joffery leered and it took everything in Sandor to not hit him in the face right there.
"I just had an illuminating talk with my granddaughter before dear Sandor came upon me outside. It appears that she is not comfortable with how her life has turned out. She has reservations about betraying a dear friend of hers. I believe that you know her, Sansa Stark?" Olenna arched her brow at Joffery.
"I know the girl. A bit lacking for my taste, but Sandor here liked her well enough, before your enchanting granddaughter came along. Isn't that right Hound?"
"His name is Sandor and I suggest that you learn it young man. You may want to show respect to those who are more noble and larger then you are." Her words stung Joffery as she said them.
"The Hound, I mean Sandor, doesn't mind the nickname. Do you?" Joffery turned his watery green eyes to Sandor. He gave the worm the answer that he expected in order to sooth his growing discomfort of the elderly lady before them.
"No I do not mind. I have had that name with Joffery since preschool. Why should he learn my nane now? It's not like he had a memory that retains anything."
"Why indeed?" The lady asked.
"Hound I hope that Olenna has not been filling your head with things that you can't understand." Joffrey demanded.
"She had not. Like she said I was just escorting her in. I do hope Margaery is alright." He glanced down at his co-conspirator. She gave a shrug and Joffery paled slightly.
"I believe that she is alright. Hound why don't you come with me over to the buffet. Would you like us to get you a plate?" Joffery added as an afterthought to Olenna.
"Yes dear that would me most kind of you. Olenna batted her lashes at Joffery like she was a new flower in bloom.
Joffery lead Sandor over to the table where the food was displayed. Sandor took care looking as if he was choosing the food for the grandmother of his girlfriend. They collected their food in silence. They deposited their food to Olenna without a word, but she gave Sandor a look that was full of support. He took his plate of food to the table that Joffery indicated. They were alone and Joffery suspected nothing. He was too stupid to realize that he was being lead to the slaughter.
"So I have not had a real chance to speak with you since Sansa's outburst in the hall. How are things going? I noticed that you took off with her right after the confrontation between her and Margaery." Joffrey said lightly.
"I took her away so that she could not make any more trouble for Margaery. They both have a fighting spirit. I knew that things would get out of hand if I did not intervene." Sandor lifted a fork of Eggs Benedict to his mouth. He chewed until there was nothing in his mouth. He waited until Joffery was uncomfortable with the silence.
"Well I am glad to note that it worked. Sansa did not pull another stunt after that. If I knew how much fire she had in her I would have tried harder with her. I would have not wasted my time on dinner at a fancy restaurant. I hope you realize that Margaery is used goods. I had her once, last summer. She refused at first then I had her bagging for it in the end." Joffery puffed up like a proud chicken.
Sandor felt sick to his stomach when Joffery reviled that he had brutalized Margaery, and he felt a rage boiling with in him for how brutal Joffery had become. He had hurt an innocent girl and hurt the one person that Sandor loved. He chewed his food measuring his words carefully before he spoke.
"So that is why she is doing this. I never believed that she wanted to hurt Sansa. She hates you as much as Sansa does. And it seems that they have good reason to. Tell me can you only get it up if you don't force yourself on a woman?" Sandor was lifting the fork to his mouth and he saw from the corner of his eye the color that Joffery was turning.
"How dare you! You are nothing you bastard. I will see that you pay for that." Joffery seethed.
"Go ahead and fire my brother and father. Make them stay home. I can stay with you're your ex-father and his family. It seems that he loves me and Waters like the sons that he never had. What is the matter Lannister? Are you finally realizing that you have no power over me? Go fuck yourself. I hear your mother and real father like to fuck each other and they are twins, that's almost the same thing as fucking yourself. You will be carrying on your family traditions." Sandor stood from the table and walked out of the tent. He made it to his car and texted Sansa. He told her that she should go meet Margaery at the police station. If anyone would understand and be able to help Margaery it would be her.
Sansa
Sansa received a text from Sandor saying that Margaery was down at the police station giving a statement that Joffery had raped her. Sansa felt her stomach clench in knots. The girl that had destroyed her life was in trouble. She chewed on her thumb nail and debated on what she should do. She then thought of what she had felt like after her attack. She had been a wreck and if it had not been for Arya she knew that she would not have had the strength to tell her story. She left her room and bolted down the stairs and headed to her father's study.
She was still technically grounded and restricted to the house. But once she told her father what was going on he agreed that she should be there for her friend. She ran with unlady like speed to her car and she knew that she was driving like a crazy person. She parked her car in front of the station and sprinted up the stairs. Willas was talking to the desk sergeant. Margaery was sitting on a wooden bench holding herself together. Sansa walked over and Margaery looked up at her with her watery eyes.
"Sansa I…" Margeryq started to say then her body was taken over by wracking sobs.
Sansa threw her arms around her shoulders and willed her strength into her friend.
"I never would have done what I did unless I was being forced to do it. I know that you and Sandor love one another. I just had no choice." Margaery sat up wiping her eyes.
"I know. Trust me I know. Now let's go tell the detectives what happened to you. That little worm needs to be behind bars. And if the gods are kind he will become some big man named Olaf's bitch and get a taste of his own medicine." She took the shaken girls hand in hers and led her to the detectives that had helped her out.
Detective Bronn looked at Sansa and then to Willas. Margaery was still crying and he took the situation in quickly. He led their group to a small room that they had used for Sansa's interview. Willas said a quick thank you to Sansa while the detective left the room to get them some tea.
"It is the least that I can do. I was lucky. I am here to support Margaery during this ordeal." Sansa said with a soothing voice.
The detective came back and Margaery told her story. Joffery had come across her in the shower of the pool house at his then thought fathers summer house. Margaery had demanded that he leave her alone but had laughed in her face and had pulled the towel that she had covering her body and began to touch her. She had said to stop but he continued to fondle her. Joffery then took his swim shorts off and told her to bend over. Again Margaery had said don't but it was not enough. He entered her and she then submitted to the assault. By the end she had figured out that if she did not play along he wouldn't leave, so she had acted like she liked it. It was a month and a half ago when Joffery approached her and said that he had the encounter on tape and if she did not do what he wanted he would show the tape to the student body at school and she would be shown as a slut.
"That is when I was forced to date Sandor Clegane. I did not want to, but I was afraid of not doing what Joffery said. He showed me the part where I was acting like I wanted it. I was scared that he would make his side of the story the true one and mine would not be heard." Margaery finished.
"So you say that he has the encounter on tape?" Bronn asked.
"Yes. It was on a flash drive. I am sure that he still has it." She whispered. Sansa held her hand and felt like ice water had just been poured over her. She never thought she would feel relieved for not being fully raped. What happened to her had been bad enough, but hearing what Margaery had gone through made her feel slightly better.
"We can have another ADA from my office get you a warrant ASAP to find the tape before the shit deletes it." Willas chimed in. He looked a little green to Sansa.
"That would be helpful. You know that you are not the first person to come forward since the trial. We just didn't have enough evidence to put the little shit away. But with this tape he is going to be going away for a long time." Bronn looked at the two girls. Sansa knew that she was miles away from the girl that she was the last time that she had sat in this room. She was stronger and could take whatever happened.
"Thank you detective. I believe that Miss Tyrell has been more then helpful. I think Margaery needs a rest." Sansa took hold of Margaery's elbow and lead her out of the room so Willas could talk to Bronn in privet. "I can take her home. I know that you will have a lot of work to do Willas."
"Thank you Sansa. You are a true friend to my sister." He smiled sadly over at his sister.
The two girls walked out to Sansa's car. Margaery moved like a zombie. Sansa remembered the feeling. She did not envy Margaery her upcoming coming ordeal. Sansa had lived through one once, and that was enough for her. The two got into Sansa's mini and started for Tyrell House.
"Please don't take me home. There are people there and Joffery is one of them. I do not want to have to face him yet." Margaery said in a small voice.
"Where do you want to go? My house is always opened if you want to come over." Sansa offered.
"To tell you the truth I am hungry. Is there any place that you know that is low key and had good food?" Margaery asked.
Sansa drove to the 50's dinner. They sat at a booth by the windows and ordered huge double bacon cheese burgers with fries and milk shakes. They were acting out of characters and Sansa knew that this is what Margeryq needed. She needed something not normal to take her mind off things.
"I'm sorry that I hit you the other day." Sansa said as she waited for their food.
"I completely understand. If rolls had been reversed I would not have waited a month to hit you. I would have done it a lot sooner. I deserved it. I hope that you know that I never meant to hurt you. I was so vile to you to protect myself. It was selfish and spiteful. And I will admit that I am jealous of you. I always wanted to date Sandor. He was always the best out of the whole lot of them in the popular group. I wanted to know what it would be like to have someone to love me and care for me the way that he does for you." Margeryq admitted over the rim of her shake glass.
"Sandor is the best. I truly love him. When we first moved here I thought that life would be miserable, but he made things bearable. I can't wait to start my life with him. I think he might be the one." Sansa smiled wistfully as the waitress placed their food in front of them.
They ate their food and talked about things that were of no consequence. Shows, clothes and the shops where they planned to buy their prom dresses. Margaery admitted that she had no desire to fight for crown, but it was family tradition to have a Tyrell on the court so she had to follow her family and put her name in the running.
"I know that you will win. I could do it with the pity vote once this whole scandal brakes, but you deserve it more then I do." Margaery said.
They were munching on fries and were deciding if they wanted to get a slice of pie. In the end the girls decided that pie was just what they needed and they took their slices to go to make their way to the Stark house for some Kate and Leo therapy.
Sansa sent a text to Sandor telling him that Jofferys down fall was set in motion and that she was with Margaery.
Okay. I think that it may be time to end this fake love affair between her and me. I want to be with you. I love you Sansa.
I know. I love you too.
Bran
He stood between the bars of his therapy studio. He had been working on his lower body strength all month and he felt he was ready to let go of the rails. His hand uncurled from around them and he stood for a few moments without falling. He picked up one leg and it wobbled slightly, but he was able to control its movements. He placed it down. Then he took another step. He grinned. He was walking. It was slow and he was unsteady, but he was using his legs. Meera slipped from the chair at the side then sprung from the seat to kiss him.
"Oh Bran!" She exclaimed, knocking him over in her joy to get to him.
"Easy there hon. You are likely to break me again with the way that you are carrying on." He laughed.
"I'm sorry, but I am just so excited for you!" She giggled and kissed him hard.
He turned around and made his way back to his chair and sat down. He was tired beyond belief. Walking seven feet had taken it out of him. He collapsed in his chair and he closed his eyes. He was sucked away into a vision. He had not suffered one since his operation months ago.
Bran was not himself. He was again the boy filled with rage. He was sitting in a car watching Gendry. He felt the gun in his hand and leveled it up to the level with his prays head. He started to pull the trigger, but there was a flurry of activity and he was surrounded by men in uniforms. He was thrown on the table and he could taste blood in his mouth.
Bran came back to the therapy room and Meera's worried face.
"Bran tell me what you saw?" She demanded.
"The angry stalker gets arrested before he can kill Gendry." Bran said with a pant.
Meera's face broke into a smile.
"We have been waiting for that vision to change. Something must have happened to change his mind in the course that he was going to take. Bran this is amazing news. You walked and we have learned you're your sister is not doing to be killed by a crazy person! I call this a good day." She leaned in and gave Bran another kiss before they were interrupted by the nurse that was watching over Brans sessions.
"That was great Bran. How are your hips holding up?" Dany asked walking over to the love birds.
"They feel all right." He piped up. He still felt like a stupid child whenever he saw her. He had found out that she had asked to be transferred to the therapy unit when she had learned that Bran did not have cancer and no longer needed treatment. When he has asked her why she was so interested in his case she had answered that she liked him and thought of him as the little brother that she had never had, but always wanted.
He had replied that if she wanted him for a brother then she should marry one of his older brothers. He felt that she would make a good match for Jon and had even given her his Facebook info. He had asked her if she had looked into it and she had giggled and said that she had and liked what she saw.
"That is all for the day. I want to make a referral to the massage therapist and have them work on your lower body. You did a lot today and I am very proud of you." She was used to his episodes from when he was on the false chemo so she said nothing about his last vision.
"I think that that is a great idea." Meera piped in.
She wheeled him out of the office with the referral in her hand. She was the one who was so fanatical about his recovery and she was always there cheering him on with every improvement and telling him that it was okay when there was a setback.
He had not wanted to think about what it meant that he had a vision after not having one for so long. Bran was worried that this was a major setback in his recovery. He had wanted to be completely rid of them. He did not like knowing things that would come true in the feature. He felt robbed of the surprise of what life was going to bring.
"Do you think that my vision means that my head is still messed up?" Bran asked once they were in her beat up car.
"No. I think that it is your gift and that you shouldn't bitch about it either." Meera chastised as they drove away from the hospital.
"I'm not bitching. I was just so happy to not have had a vision." He grumbled in the passenger seat.
"Look Bran they said that it would take a while your brain to heal its self. And you walked today. That means that you are healing. I never thought that your Sight had gone away. I know that you wished that it had, but it is part of who you are. I am sure that if you looked in your family tree you would find others who knew things that were going to happen. We looked into that and found that our grandmother and all the people on our father's side from her on had it. It is just what it is." Meera shrugged and drove the car to the Stark House.
When they arrived home Meera told Catelyn that Bran walked at therapy. His mother was so happy that she cried. It seemed to Bran that she cried a lot when it came to him.
"God mom it wasn't as if I ran or anything." Bran grumbled shoving his mother off him.
"But Bran you walked! That is amazing news. How do you feel?" She asked. Her mother's instinct took over and she placed a hand on his brow to check his temp.
"I am fine mother. I just want to go to the family room and watch a film with Meera."
"I am afraid that you can't do that. Sansa has Margaery in there watching Titanic. It appears that Joffery attacked her as well." Catelyn said with a wrinkle between her brows.
The news rocked Bran to the core. He should have used his gift to put him away for a longer time then what he had received from the trial with Sansa.
"When did it happen?" Bran demanded.
"Last summer. Now I want you to leave them alone. Go watch a movie in your room. I think that would be best for you. I will have popcorn and sodas taken to your room in a bit. Go on shoo. You deserve some rest dear." Catelyn kissed his brow and left them in the entry way of the house.
Meera and Bran went to his room in silence and they sat there and digested the news. Sitting in stunned silence was never something Meera did well so she stood and paced the room.
"I can't believe that he did that to Margaery and she didn't come forward when Sansa was at the trial. Her brother is the ADA who tried the little fucker for crying out loud." Meera said throwing her hands up.
"Some people just don't know how to handle difficult things like rape. Do not judge her too harshly." Bran said in a soothing voice.
"I just don't believe that we didn't know! With Jojen and you we should have known." She huffed.
"Let's pick a movie. We can't do anything for her. The only person who can help her is Sansa. How about The Fifth Element or Blade Runner?" Bran tried to change the subject. "We can cuddle. Come on. I'm getting in the bed. Its comfy with lots of pillows." He patted his bed and smiled at Meera.
She smiled back and sat on the bed next to him. She chose Blade Runner. Once the movie started they snuggled in for a good movie. Between the good bits and lots of making out and some heavy petting Bran decided that today had been a good day.
Arya
"I am so glad that we are flying home in the next few days. I don't want to drive back." Myrcella said as they sat waiting for the guys to set up in Winterfells ballroom. They had been given permission to host Jon's birthday party there. The band was going to be a hit and they all knew it.
"Me to. So did you get some use of the pink room?" Arya asked lifting her eyebrow.
"Well we had to finish what we started in the car." Myrcellas cheeks flamed pink.
"Gendry and I did too. But then he left in a hurry. He was a little prickly in fact. I don't know why."
"He has had a lot on his mind. You should cut him some slack."
Arya looked at her best friend and remembered she was her boyfriend's sister first. Family meant a lot to Myrcella. She would protect her family from anyone, even from the person who loved him. There was something that she felt that Myrcella knew that she was not telling and it bothered her that she didn't want to share with her. But Arya understood about family loyalty. She would rather be tortured then fail to keep a secret that her siblings had asked her to keep.
"I know. But he is hiding something from me and it is starting to make a strain on our relationship." Arya grumbled.
Myrcella was unable to reply when Arya and Myrcellas phone went off alerting them to texts. They were both from Sansa.
Margaery was raped by Joffery last summer at Storms End. He was blackmailing her to date Sandor. I am helping her with the whole prosecuting the scum bag. Send her a text and give her your support. We no longer think she is a slut and home wrecker.
Arya looked at Myrcella. Again her brother was accused of raping someone and Arya had no doubt that he did attack Margaery. Her best friend looked sick and Arya waved Aegon over to them just in time. Myrcella threw up on the floor. Aegon shot Arya a look and she handed her phone to him. He read the text and started soothing Myrcella.
Gendry came over, phone in his hand.
"Did you hear? I just got a text from Sandor. Margaery was attacked by last year." He looked at his sister and Arya saw the concern all over his face for her.
"We heard. I had no clue. God poor Margaery. She had to walk around with that secret for a whole year." Arya shivered. Gendry put his arm around her and held her close.
"You fools done cuddling over there? We need to set up. Come on bitches!" Beric hollered from the stage.
"Can it you insensitive cunt. We just got some bad news from home." Arya shouted back.
The others rushed to the small group. Even her brothers were there to hear the news. When they all heard about what happened to Margaery there were a few ideas of dismemberment and Robb offered up a guy that he knew that was into flaying people. They let Aegon take Myrcella up to her room and calm down. The rest of them got to work setting up. Arya pitched in and they got the stage set up.
Later that night they got the house ready for the party. All the guys that the boys had grown up were all there as well as the ones from college. The independent record guy Sam was there. The guys were all nervous. Myrcella was sitting back stage with Arya. She had gotten over her shock and had called her uncle Tyrion. He had calmed her better then anyone with her could do.
"Are you doing okay?" Arya asked squeezing her hand.
"I think so. Tyrion reminded me that Joffery is not the only brother that I have and if I want I can cut him out, like my mother has done with him. I think I will do that. From now on Joffery is no longer my brother." Myrcella had conviction in her voice.
"Good for you. You don't need that drama in your life. But will you be there for Margaery?" Arya asked.
"Of course. I have known her for all of my life. I won't abandon her now." Myrcella said, again with a fierce protectiveness in her tone.
Gendry walked over to them. He looked scared and nervous. Arya stood and embraced him trying to give him strength to ease his fear.
"You will kick ass out there." Arya said giving him a kiss.
"I know we will. I just wanted a kiss before we start. Robb is going to introduce us soon." They looked and saw Robb bouncing on the balls of his feet holding the mick in his hand. Arya laughed as he sauntered out trying to make himself have a swagger that he so did not have.
"Ladies and gentleman we are all here tonight to celebrate the birth and life of my "older" brother Jon Stark!" The guests roared and clapped and a large man that Arya had never seen before patted him on the back hard enough to stagger him. "Now tonight we have some very special and very talented guys about to come up onstage. I am not saying that because if I didn't my sister Arya would hurt me or Jon would stick my head in a toilet for saying a bad word against these fellas. I am proud to present tonight's entertainment The Five Kings of Westeros!"
The crowd cheered despite the fact that they had never heard of the guys. Arya felt her stomach flip. It was nerves on behalf of her boyfriend, but also because some of the songs that she had helped write would be played tonight and would be heard by the record guy.
Beric was wooing the crowd over with his smooth words and his charming attitude. He told them their first song and the story behind it. The crowd loved it. Gendry struck the first notes and Arya felt the magical effect that a guitar had in making a man sexy. Beric started singing and the room was hushed. It was a slow burn song but once it got to the choirs they were all screaming and by the second choirs they were singing along with them. Arya was beaming with Myrcella with pride at their guys. If they could make it they could be the next big thing.
They played seven songs and announced that they were done. The crowd yelled for more. Demanding that they continue playing. They left the stage to wipe off the sweat and to chug down some water than hustled back onstage. They did one more original song. It was the one that Arya had been waiting for. It was the one that she had co-written. There was no introduction to this one, no cute story, just the song. The guys played it better then they had ever played it before. It was a story song. It was about a girl that was a sad nobody in a world of somebodies. She walked around in the shadows until one night the light gets thrown on her. She meets a guy. They explored the world and each other. But there is no happy ending to the song. He dies in a car crash coming over to see her on her birthday. The last haunting notes of the song hang over the ballroom like a haunting mistress. Then the applause broke out. It was like standing in front of a tidal wave. Arya had never experienced anything like it before. The band rushed off stage and high fived.
Gendry came and lifted Arya up and twirled her around. It was the biggest rush that she had ever felt. Her song had been a hit. The party loved it. Beric sang the words to perfection and Gendry and the boys played like they have been playing it for years. Arya grinned from ear to ear while Gendry set her back on her feet.
"They loved you! I am so turned on right now." Arya whisper yelled in her lover's ear.
He gave her a lopsided smile then was swept away by his band mates who gave a howl of pleasure at their kick ass show. Jon came back stage with a rather round guy behind him. She just thought that he was one of the party members but when he saw the guys he straightened his shoulders and a mantle of power settled over him. This must be Sam the independent record producer.
"That was one of the best shows that I have ever seen guys." Sam said in a soft voice. The band stopped it's marry making and turned to look at the unimposing man.
"Um yeah thanks." Beric said as the spokesperson of the group.
"I think that you guys are a very good gamble to bet on. I want to sign you as soon as humanly possible." He had his hands in his pockets and Arya suspected that if they were out of his pockets he would be wringing his hands together.
"That would be amazing. I would love that, I mean we would love that. Me and the guys." Beric stuttered.
"That would be freaking amazing!" Hot Pie shouted.
They all celebrated late into the night. For Jon, for the band and to forget the horrible things that were happening back home.
A:N I know it has been a long time since I've posted on this one. I'm going to be making a push to get this story completed. Thanks for sticking with me everyone. I love you all xoxoxo