Finally getting to continue after a rough few days!
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She'll be mine
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Gregor sat at the front of the ship, his cloak wrapped around his body and his eyes were closed. He was startled when he saw a vision come to him. He saw the night he died and he saw the Stark girl watching him fall. He saw her fire hair and her blue eyes through the darkness; he could see her noble blood running through her veins.
He smiled to himself and stood, his bones cracking as he stretched. He knew this girl was different; his brother saw something in her that he didn't and he knew that no matter what it took, he would find what it was. He looked up to the heavens and whispered, "She'll be mine."
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It had been a week and the group of friends was content. Sandor went back to working with Titano once he knew Sansa would be alright. Shae was starting to show her baby bump a bit more under her dress and Bronn would accompany Sansa and Arya on their small adventures. Sansa was having nightmares some nights but did not say anything to Sandor.
She would wake in a sweat and cover her mouth to stop from screaming. She would see Petyr holding her down and Cersei was watching from a corner. She shivered as she thought of it and Shae put her hand on Sansa's shoulder, "Are you alright? Dinner is almost ready and Sandor will be home shortly." Sansa smiled and stood,
"I think I want to go lay down. I have not slept well in a few days." Shae gave a sad smile and whispered, "I understand. Go on, I will tell Sandor."
Sansa left her friends outside and went into her cabin, stripping from her dress and keeping only her small clothes on. It had been getting colder at night, but she loved the cold.
The cold embraced her like a hug and she felt like she was home. She sighed as she pulled back the furs and lay back in the bed, covering herself. As the sun was going down, Sansa was falling into a deep sleep, full of sweet dreams and cruel nightmares.
About an hour after disappearing to the cabin, Sandor rode up with Gendry and dismounted his horse. He greeted the others with a nod and Arya ran over to them,
"Well? Did Titano like him? Gendry, did you get the work?" Sandor rolled his eyes and Gendry smiled, "Aye, he liked me. Liked the helm I was working on, gave me some coin for it and wants me back tomorrow!"
Arya smiled and handed Gendry some chicken. Sandor looked around and he did not see Sansa. Shae walked over and smiled,
"She went to sleep. She looked tired. Has she been sleeping alright?" Sandor frowned, "How the hell am I supposed to know. I don't sleep with my eyes open. The little bird would tell me if she can't sleep." Shae sighed,
"Just watch out for her." Sandor gave a nod and walked into the cabin, closing the door behind him and entering the bedroom. He smiled when he saw a sleeping Sansa under the furs he purchased her and he closed the bedroom door. He removed his shirt, sword and boots before crawling onto the bed. He crawl on top of her and smiled when he heard her sigh in her sleep. He rubbed himself against her thigh and bent down, kissing her exposed neck.
Sansa sighed again and Sandor looked to see that her eyes were still closed. He grabbed her wrists and brought them near her head, holding her wrists down as he continued the slow kisses.
Sansa felt something heavy on top of her and she felt wet kisses on her neck. She frowned in her sleep and then felt a tight grip on both of her wrists. She sighed when she felt something hard rub against her thigh and the vision of Petyr holding her down on the bed assaulted her mind. Sansa's eyes snapped open and she tried to move her hands and whispered,
"Stop."
It was dark in the room and her eyes were not adjusting to the sights. Her breathing picked up and she started to panic as the body on top of hers kept kissing her and rubbing against her. Sansa started to struggle and she cried out,
"Stop! Please, get off of me! Please!"
Sandor stopped what he was doing and lifted his head to look into her face. Sansa saw two eyes looking into hers and she struggled against the hands,
"Please, let me go. Please stop all of this."
Sandor let her go and grabbed her face with his hands, "Sansa. Sansa, it is me! Little bird, it's your Hound."
Sansa looked into the eyes looking down at her and she gave out a breath of relief and sat up, wrapping her arms around his neck, "I thought you were Petyr. I felt his kisses and saw his face when my eyes were closed." Sandor held her to him and whispered,
"I am sorry, Sansa. Forgive me; I should not have done that."
Sansa clutched herself to his naked chest and whispered, "I see him almost every night. He is always there, watching me get beaten at Kings Landing or on top of me. I am always in a large castle in a high tower. He visits me and makes me do things with him. Gods, save me Sandor."
Sandor held her until she fell asleep and he laid her back down. He watched as she slept and he thought of what he could do to help her. Sandor did not believe in the gods, but he prayed that night in front of the fire as Sansa slept behind him. He would stop his prayer when he would hear her cry out or sigh. That night he prayed for Sansa to sleep well. He prayed for her happiness and for her safety. He prayed for a future that involved her no matter the price and he asked for guidance on how to ensure that.
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I have so many plans for the coming chapters! ;D
