Full House.

Author's Notes

The characters do not belong to me the only plot is mine.

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(Salvatore Mansion)

As cars approached the driveway Damon noticed his wife and guest has a similar expression of indifference on their face. The guard's expression, on the other hand, was one of the most entertaining things he ever saw.

Apart from lady guard and Jon, all three other men looked highly impressed as they survey their surroundings. "You rich people are so lucky!" The guard with red hair exclaimed.

" Guard Bane! Behave yourself." Lady Guard scold him but Damon waved it off. "Why would you say that?" He asks Tormund who looked little embarrassed but then answer gruffly. "You people live in huge houses!"

"We are not that lucky as you think us to be," Damon told him with a sad smile as he stares at his wife. "Sometimes living in big houses make you feel even more lonely."

It seems his wife has heard him because Elena turned around to stare at him and he knows that she understands what he truly meant to say.

Everyone says that Tormund is all balls and no brains but he knows the pain of heart when he sees one, and right now he can sense some deep pain hurting their hosts.

Clapping loudly he diverts their attention back to him. "Still! Your place is magnificent Sir, Mam."

Elena smiled and then gesture to her guest. "Come, everyone, let me show you your rooms."

They follow her to the east side of the Mansion where she led them to the first room that was huge and has a medium size pool outside. "This will be your room Ms Stark and as for your guards there are four guest rooms, two opposite of this room and two on either side of this room."

Once she showed them their room Elena turned to face her guests.

"So take your pick and freshen up, dinner will be served in an hour."

"Thank you, Mrs Salvatore." Her guests said in unison and Elena left them to settle down.

They watched her leave and Brienne clear her throat to gain her companion attention. "Okay Everyone listen to me!" She then stares at Sansa. "Ms Stark, It's our instruction that one of us will always follow you around, as your head guard me and First Guard Jon Snow will always follow you, Second Guard Tormund Bane and Third Guard Podrick Pyne will take shifts during the night outside your room and Fifth Guard Sam will be on Tec surveillance duty."

Brienne expected this young girl to be irritated or show some kind of annoyance but she remains serious behind her poker face mask.

She can feel her companion especially Jon trying to figure this girl out whom they told to be wild and trouble maker. Perhaps she will show her true colour soon until then they will stay on their guard. "Do you have any questions, Ms Stark?"

She merely watches them and then shake her head and then turned to watch outside of the window.

Jon watched this girl they were here to protect but somehow her indifference toward them making him feel that she didn't want their protection. "I will call you for dinner once we settled down," Jon told her and in answer, she just swiftly nods in his direction.

One by one they start leaving and with one last look, he shut her door behind him.

Brienne choose right side room and he chose left side, Podrick and Sam decide to share because they all know how much Tormund snores, which also gives him last empty room.

He quickly took shower and change into a black shirt and jeans when he heard knock and Sam stepped inside. "We still have fifteen minutes so Chief Tarth wants to regroup and discuss something."

They left and knocked on her door. "Come in!"

When they stepped inside he saw his entire guard team as Chief Tart assemble papers in four pile. "Okay everyone, Senator Baratheon and Commander Mormont are counting on us to give the best protection to Ms Stark, as you all know it will be a grand affair and I want all our entire focus on her 24/7."

Like Jon, everyone else in this room understands their duty and he knows that he will protect Ms Stark with his life.

"According to Mrs Baratheon, Ms Stark is prone to cause trouble, here is her past escapades papers to give you an idea of what you are dealing with."

She hands them a bunch of papers and told them to study in their free time. "Jon please go and escort Ms Stark to the dinner table, the rest of us will meet you there."

Jon left and dropped papers in his room before making his way towards her room. Once he reached Ms Stark suit, he knocked on the door and waited for minute when the door opens, revealing freshly showered Ms Stark, dressed in a dark blue dress, her hair was done in a side braid and there was no trace of previous makeup on her beautiful face and Jon found himself speechless because her simplicity makes her looked so innocent and extremely beautiful.

"Yes?" Her soft voice breaks his haze and he stepped back to clear his head and ignore an ache that seems dimly familiar.

"Its time for dinner." He told her and in return, she gave him a small but soft smile and once again his brain seems to strike as a flicker of this smile appears deep in his memory.

Together they walked and he dutifully stays a step behind which gave him the freedom to figure out that annoying flicker of some long-forgotten memory.

Elena and Damon were already seated when their guest finally joined them. "Where is Ms Stark?" She asked her guards.

"First, Guard Snow is bringing her," Brianne answers her and soon Ms Stark and Jon arrived.

Damon and Elena couldn't help but notice how simply Senator's future daughter in law is dressed.

"Take a seat everyone," Damon called them and one by one they all settle down. "I hope you all like Italian cuisine." Damon then called his staff and they start serving them dinner.

Damon notice awkwardness as everyone hesitates to start. "Okay everyone before we begin this delicious dinner, how about I explain you this house rules."

Elena almost choked at her husband's words and then stared at him in disbelief as he continues. "Since we all were going to live in this full house, I don't want any kind of formality between us."

Damon watched his wife and guest looked highly unsure so he thought of a different approach. "What is your name?" He asked the red hair guy who complimented his house earlier.

As he guessed the guard stood straight and start introducing himself in official voice. "Its, Tormund Bane, Mr Salvatore! Second Guard of Ms Stark!"

They all watched as Damon picked a dish of risotto and start offering him. "How will it feels if I offer him dinner like this for upcoming months?" As Demonstration he clears his throat and began in a formal voice. " Will you have some risotto, Mr Bane?"

Tormund blinks his eyes few times and even looked around as if expecting someone else Damon call Mr Bane.

Once he understood though, A loud booming laughter echoed around the room. "Mr Bane!" He laughed loudly as he settled down while slapping table in a fit of laughter.

"I will die with laughter if I have to hear Mr Bane for months!"

Damon joined him and to his amazement, others join too even ladies who were trying hard to hide their smile.

Elena shakes her head in amusement as her husband demonstrate how ridicules it will be if he keeps calling them, Mr Bane, Mr Pyne, Mr Tarly, Mr Snow in his own house.

"What's even worse is that I have to hear Mr Salvatore all the time in my own house! As if I don't hear it enough in the office!" He grumbles, making an adorable pout as he stared at her accusingly because it's her who made everyone call him Mr Salvatore in their firm, including herself.

"Okay! Okay! You got a point!" His wife agreed with him much to his surprise as she turned to stare at her guests. "We will call each other with our first name inside this house." Damon face lit up and he fist bump with Tormund but then his wife continues as she says. " But outside we will address each other formally."

Jon hides his own chuckle when her husband shakes his head at them when she was not looking, he then stared at Ms Stark or now Sansa who like him was smiling but there was sadness in her eyes as she watched the couple in front of them.

The rest of the dinner was a normal affair as Damon ask each of them about their life.

"There is nothing much," Jon told them when it was his turn to tell about himself. "I was born and brought up in Nome/ Alaska and then seven years ago moved here and joined Nights Watch."

He can feel Sansa staring at him and then she asks in little hoarse voice. "Alaska? You are from Alaska?"

He can feel all eyes on them and when he nodded she averted her eyes.

Elena can feel something distressing her and then she remembers something reading in her file. "Sansa is from Alaska too. Her family lives in Wasilla." Elena told everyone but Sansa stiffened at this information and stood up in anger. "Of course, you know! After all, you read my file, so in a way, I am open book aren't I?" Jon watched as she heaved in anger and maybe in pain, she stared at each and every one of them as if daring them to deny about the file.

When no one said anything she closed her eyes and murmured something that Jon couldn't hear and then her face fell little in shame. "I am sorry, I guess I am tired that's all." Her polite mask was back on and he saw Guard Brianne ordering him with her eyes.

"Let me escort you back to your room." He told her as he stood up.

She hesitated but then apologize again and said goodnight to everyone before they left together and head towards her room.

When they reached he waited as she opens her door and steps inside, She says goodnight to him but before she can close it he found words spilling from his mouth. "You can sleep peacefully, I swear my team is here to protect you, I am here to protect you."

He didn't know why he needs to assure her but as he watched her face etched with pain and her blue eyes getting wet, that urged to protect her grew even more strong.

He was going to assure her again but then she gave him the saddest smile he ever saw in his life as she told him in an almost defeated sort of voice. "No one can protect anyone and I know for sure that no one can protect me."

Before he can comprehend the meaning behind her words the door got closed and from what he could understand, Sansa Stark is someone who long lost faith in people who were going to protect her, but now only one question he needs to figure out, Protection from what?

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Author's Note

Here you go, another chapter of this story. Once again this is a slow build story and for a reason. So, please be patient and send me your reviews and keep me motivated to write more and more.