Don't worry, this isn't the end. But, this is what it's going to look like. At least a little bit. There is a light at the end of this tunnel.

For the record though, there will be some more bumps along the way.

Secrets – Part One (or end up on some kind of pervy watch list)

Near the end of the story (Or a long time after Gendry left Bella at the table)

Daddy

Gendry woke up and found a young blonde girl laying next to in Arya's side of the bed. There was a soft plop on the bed and he felt Nymeria slink up the bed to his face. "Meow!" the ash gray cat whined and glared with its golden yellow eyes.

"Yeah, yeah," Gendry quietly muttered and slipped out of bed. Quiet as a shadow, except for a yawn that escaped his lips, he made his way downstairs to prepare Nymeria a 'fancy' feast. Her dish was located in the basement of their little house. The stairs creaked under his weight as he plodded down the stairs with Nymeria close behind. She patiently waited as he plopped a glop of brown food down and offered it to her. With no ceremony she began to ravage the food, nibbling and licking the food square he had placed before her. "You're welcome," he said when he knew a thank you wasn't coming.

When he returned to his bedroom he looked at the six year and her owl companion in his bed. He didn't remember her falling sleep there last night so she must have crawled into bed with him in the middle of the night. Kara had been doing that or had tried to do that every night since last week when she first slept with Arya and Gendry. They wanted to set boundaries and didn't want her get used to falling asleep in their bed. They didn't want their marriage/sex life eaten alive by being parents. Their bedroom was 'Mommy and Daddy's' space. But when she appeared at their door, terror in her pretty blue eyes, they couldn't tell her no.

He snuck back into the bed and tried not to disturb her. She wasn't a heavy sleep like her mother and even though she didn't belong in this bed, there didn't seem to be any reason to wake her. For a moment he considered her sleeping head and contemplated that he had been 'in bed' with the all the women he loved. The first woman, his mother, stayed up with him when he was four when he watched "Friday the 13th" with his father. Gendry couldn't sleep and his mom kept Gendry company, reading him stories, and playing Go Fish, promising him that scary man in the hockey mask wouldn't get him. When he woke up the next morning she was sleeping next to him and most of her body was hanging off the edge of his little bed. His friend and his sister, Brienne and Sansa, once fell asleep in his bed, along with Arya, as the four of them trying to cram the entire Lord of the Rings trilogy into one night. He woke up the next morning to find the DVD menu screen of the 'Return of the King' playing the theme music on repeat. Off to his side Arya and Brienne were spooning, and oddly enough Arya was the big spoon. When they woke up it was a little awkward, but it wouldn't be their only 'gay' experience together. Sansa was nestled to Gendry's other side and she was more than a little confused when she woke up next to her sister's boyfriend. He had so many memories of waking next to Arya it was hard to pick one. The most important one, he supposed, was the night she woke him up at three in the morning. He was asleep in the guest room, for good reason, and she crept into the room to be with him. She wanted him next to her even as she was furious with him. When he woke up the next morning she said she loved him and everything would be okay. The phrase, 'I'm still fucking pissed as all fucking hell,' may have been used as well, but he didn't focus on that part. All the women he loved, his mother, his friend, his sister, and his wife. He loved them all differently, but he could always say Arya meant the most to him.

Kara was certainly making her case though. She had come so far in just the three years she had been with them. At first she barely ever talked. It was very hard to convince her that no matter what she did she wasn't going to get belted like her old mommy used to do. It was very hard to convince her that the state wasn't going to take her away like they had taken her away from her old mommy. It took time, and love, but she was worth it.

The tiny blonde began to stir and her big blue eyes opened up. "Good mornin' Daddy."

"Good morning, Kara. Did you sleep well last night?"

"Ummm...yeah..." she answered and began to pull the covers over her face.

"And is this the bed you're supposed to be in?"

"Ummm...no...but, it wasn't my idea!"

"It wasn't?" he asked.

"No! It was Leopold's!"

"It was the owl's idea?" he asked and pointed to the small gray stuffed owl that lay next to his daughter. With gray fur and yellow eyes it had a striking resemble to Nymeria.

"Yeah, it was Leopold's idea!" she yelled and placed her long time companion in front of her face. Leopold was her oldest friend and it was Leopold who spoke for her when she didn't want to talk.

"So...Leopold..." Gendry asked the owl. "Why did you and Kara join me in bed last night?"

"Woo!" the owl hooted. Gendry wasn't sure it was a good 'hoot' or a bad 'hoot.'

"Kara...what is Leopold saying?"

"Well...Leopold and I thought you'd be lonely without Mommy here."

"That was very considerate, but what did Mommy and Daddy say about sneaking into their bedroom?"

"We know...but...we were worried that it was going to storm like it did last night."

"Don't worry, the storms won't get you," he promised her. It was a slight lie, because the storms could get her, but assuming they all didn't die in a tornado it was a harmless white lie.

"Promise?" she asked and stuck out her pinky.

He wrapped his pinky around hers and they were bound in a pinky swear. "I promise."

"Can Leopold and I get blueberry pancakes if we promise to stay in my bed tomorrow night?"

"Yes," he laughed, "you can get blueberry pancakes."

"Woo!" Gendry was sure it was a happy hoot this time.

"I'm going to go use the potty," she said with a smile, popped out of bed, and with Leopold in tow scampered off down the hall.

He thought of turning to his iPhone and Googling 'my six-year-old urinates with a stuffed animal' but decided against it. Arya thought he had been leaning on the internet too much lately for advice on child rearing.

"Please stop Googling every little thing Kara does," she asked one night before they went to bed.

"I don't Google every little thing..." he stammered.

She snatched the phone out his hands with and began to scroll through the history. "Let's see...'my six-year-old doesn't like wearing clothes,' and 'my six-year-old found a vibrator.'"

"Ohh, don't give me that. You had no idea what to say to her when she found that 'shaky purple toy' in your underwear drawer."

"Yeah, but I didn't freaking Google it. If you keep this up you're going to end up on some kind of pervy watch list."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." he groaned and decided he didn't want to lose the argument.

"See, I'm right- ah!" she laughed as began to tickle her sides. He had forgotten how ticklish she was until Kara reminded her by winning a tickle fight with her mommy.

His phone vibrated against his bedside table and he heard a familiar tune. It was her ring tone. It started as their song. It was the song they our their first time. And it was catchy.

Ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the life goes on
Ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the life goes on

"How's the conference?" he asked his wife.

"Cleveland fucking sucks," she answered with a groan. "It fucking sucks. It really really fucking sucks."

"Does it now?"

"Yeah, it fucking sucks a lot."

"That's a lot of fucks for this early in the morning," he laughed.

"Well, I'm an hour ahead, so it's eight here."

"Ohh, never mind then. That many fucks is totally necessary then I guess."

He heard a ruckus down the hall as a pitter patter of little feet trampled towards their room. "Is that mommy on the phone?"

"Yes, would you like to talk her?"

"Yeah!" she exclaimed and reached out for the phone. Gendry handed his daughter the phone and decided he also had to take a quick visit to the bathroom. He would not need an owl chaperone.

"Hi Mommy! How's the conference! Are the other lawyers treating you well!?"

A smile crept across his face as he heard his daughter talk to her mother.

AN:

So, this chapter was originally four thousand words long. Then my computer shut down for no apparent reason and I lost all of it. I had a mild 'Gendry' moment of a 'pissed off at the world mild panic attack' and then knew If I tried to re-write it I knew I would go crazy. So you get the abridged version. Don't worry though, I'll re-write that stuff, just in a different package.

Anyways, next time, we go back to more complicated times. Tyrion deals with his drug habit, his father, and questions where he may touch a stripper on his bachelor party. And Gendry tries to answer the question, 'do I tell my wife I kissed another woman.'