A/N: Hello! Sorry for not updating in a long time. And without further ado, here's the 3rd to the last chapter of this story. Sorry if it's not as good as expected, but the last 2 chapters will wrap everything up. This is just to make up for the lack of happy Gendry/Arya in the previous ones and for not posting earlier.

Just a bit of warning, it's filled with cheese and smut. I think it's a bit more graphic than the previous smut chapters or i don't know, but if you're not into that, I suggest that you skip those parts if not the entire chapter.

Enjoy

Gendry pulled the wiper away from the windshield before running the sponge across the glass. He watched as the soapy water ran from the top until it flowed straight onto the engine cover. This was the second time in three days he's washed his car, and it wasn't even dirty. He just needed to do something to distract himself other than keeping Tommen company in his room, working out with Joffrey and going to his last few classes before break starts . He needed this; he needed the distraction because Arya was leaving in two days and he still hasn't wrapped his head around that fact.

Hell, he hasn't even spoken to Arya in days. He rarely saw her since Tommen came home two weeks ago. She was avoiding him, and he couldn't blame her. He wanted to be left alone, and she was just giving him the time to process everything. But that didn't stop him from missing her so much he wanted to fling himself off a cliff. He didn't even know why he was doing this to them. Maybe it was his fear that one day she would leave him, and that day looms near. He's spending his days living a nightmare, and only Arya can pull him back out of it.

As if on cue, he saw her walk slowly towards him, looking nervous and unsure. His heart raced twice as fast because he missed her so much. Balling his hands into fists to keep them from reaching out to her, he stayed where he was and watched her approach.

"Hey," he said once she was within reach.

"Hey," she replied, smiling a little nervously. "Are you busy today?"

He frowned. "I don't think I have anything scheduled for today. Mom's looking after Tommen so I have the day free. Why?"

Arya exhaled loudly, although he thinks she didn't know it. "I just wanted to kidnap you for the weekend. Would that be okay?"

He studied her pretty face, watching the worry spread across it. He managed to give her a small smile before replying. "There's nothing more than I'd like than for you to kidnap me."

Arya laughed softly. "Consider yourself kidnapped, then."

"Where exactly are we going?"

Arya laughed softly as she stepped on the gas pedal a little harder. She was happy she was able to make him take a spur-of-the-moment plane ride to Winterfell. Now, straight from the airport, she was driving down a long stretch of road, making Arya feel happy for the first time in days. "It wouldn't be kidnapping if I tell you where I'm taking you."

He grinned widely, possibly the first time in weeks. He shifted a little in his seat so he could watch her as she drove. Her hair was windblown, her cheeks flushed, her face relaxed for the first time in weeks too. He loved seeing her with her guard down, because he found that a relaxed and carefree Arya resulted to a relaxed and carefree Gendry.

"Just trying my luck," he said with a chuckle.

"Unlucky for you, your luck just ran out."

"Kinda figured that."

Arya's eyes switched from the road to his for a few seconds before she turned back to the road again. "You seem happy."

"That's because I am happy."

She nodded. "Tommen's doing pretty good lately. And I'm glad the accident didn't do anything to permanently damage his legs. Your brother's a fighter."

"He is," he said with a nod. "I'm very happy Tommen's recovering quite well. But that's not really the reason why I'm happy as a motherfucker."

She threw her head back and laughed. "You have a dirty mouth."

"That's not even the kind of dirty you've heard me say, Stark," he said with a smirk.

She felt her cheeks grow hot. She cleared her throat as she straightened the rearview mirror. Gendry found it extremely amusing because it didn't even need to be straightened at all. "Why are you embarrassed?" he asked with raised brows.

"I know what kind of mouth you have…and I'm not talking about cursing," she mumbled in reply.

Gendry wanted to say something else but spared her from further embarrassment. He shifted back in his seat and leaned towards the door. He closed his eyes and mumbled, "Wake me up when we get there."

"You dick! Are you going to make me drive while you sleep there without a care in the world?"

He opened one eye and said, "Well we certainly can't drive at the same time, can we? So I'm going to sleep while you drive us to wherever you're taking me."

Arya rolled her eyes. "Can I at least turn the radio on?"

"No."

"Fuck you, Waters."

"You already have."

"Whatever. Go to sleep."

"I'm about to do that."

She let out a chuckle this time. Her right hand held a loose grip on the wheel, while she leaned her left elbow on the open window. She missed these banters with him; missed the way he threaded his fingers through hers and squeezed them tightly. Missed the way he tugged the ends of her hair. Missed how his playful nips turn into a full-blown kiss, making her drunk with everything he's giving her. It's been a rough few days for them both, but not as rough as it had been for the Baratheons. Because of that, she chose to give him some space until he was able to process everything that has happened.

But now, she wanted to spend her remaining days with him before she had to leave for Storm's End. If it were up to her, she would stay with him at King's Landing, but her Dad practically begged her to come be with them. How could she say no to the Eddard Stark? But it didn't mean she was happy about leaving.

After almost an hour of driving, she pulled up in front of a large, modern house. It was one of the Stark's vacation homes but it was Arya's favorite. She turned off the engine and watched as Gendry stirred a little but was still asleep. A smile ghosted her lips as she stared at his long, thick lashes framing his closed lids; his lips parting a little as he sighed in his sleep. His hair was beautifully messy, and Arya had to ball her fists to keep herself from raking her fingers through his tousled hair. After a while, she placed a hand on his arm and gently nudged him awake.

"We're here."

He opened his eyes, seemingly disoriented at first until his eyes were able to focus on the house up front. "Where are we?"

She tried to ignore the fact that his voice sounded insanely husky and sexy. She mentally shook her head and said to herself that there would be time for this tonight. But for now, she wanted to do just about anything to keep that smile on his face.

"Arya?"

She blinked a couple of times before she could answer. "We're at my family's lake house. It's just an hour away from Winterfell."

He rubbed his hands over his face. "I slept for an hour? Jesus Christ, no wonder my back aches like hell." He looked around as he stepped out of the car. "It's nice that your family keeps it properly maintained."

She nodded before walking towards the house. He joined her a second later; feeling his fingers snake into hers and squeezing them a bit. She looked up at him and smiled, making Gendry grin wider. She showed him around the house before leading him towards the back. He literally gasped at the sight of a lake, his hand letting go of hers for a bit as he stared at the setting sun casting an orange glow over the lake's glassy surface.

"Out of all our vacation homes, this is my favorite," she said as she stood beside him. "It's nice, isn't it?"

"It's beautiful," he whispered. "Thank you."

"I need my happy Gendry back."

"I am happy now."

"Then my work here is done."

Gendry chuckled as he pulled her towards him, kissing her temple as his arms snaked around her small form. "Thank you. I love that you're thinking about my happiness when for the past few weeks, I've failed to keep Arya Stark happy."

She buried her face into his neck and murmured, "I understood why."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be."

"No, I'm sorry for the cheese," he laughed. "Speaking of cheese, where do we get food? I'm starving and it's only 3 o'clock."

She smirked before turning around to open the car trunk. He peered over her shoulder and found bags of food.

"You little sneak," he said with a chuckle. When did you even find the time to get food?"

She unloaded the bags and handed them to him before closing the trunk. "Some I brought from home, the others I got from the airport while you were either asleep again or taking a piss."

"That's so Stark ninja," he said with a laugh.

"I know," she replied with a laugh.

They walked back into the house and left the bags of food in the kitchen. Then he followed her as she walked up the stairs and entered one of the biggest rooms in the house.

"This is my favorite one," she said, dropping her bags by the foot of the bed and waited until he did the same.

The room was painted in light blues and whites. A large bed was positioned in the middle of the room, making it the focal point. A few photos of the Starks hung from the wall, and Gendry made a mental note to check them out later. But the one to pique his interest was the floor-to-ceiling window that showed the lake down below. It was even better from this view. He wanted nothing more to do than jump in the water, but for now, he was perfectly content to be trailing Arya like a lost puppy.

"Cool, huh?"

He grinned when he looked at her. "Very."

"The view makes you want to jump in there, right?" she asked with a grin on her face.

He laughed. "It's like you read my mind."

"There'll be time for that later," she said, walking slowly towards him with a knowing grin on her face. "Much…later."

His throat immediately felt dry. It's been a while since they've made love, and Arya's teasing mood was not helping things. He knew he needed to keep his control otherwise they wouldn't be having this conversation right now.

"Are you just going to stand there and do nothing?" she asked, her brows furrowing in curiosity.

Gendry had his hands on her hips, but he kept a little distance between them. Their bodies were not quite touching, which is probably why Arya seemed a little frustrated right now.

"What's wrong?" she asked, pulling away from him.

He sighed and pulled her back in. "I don't have much control right now."

She frowned at him. "Maybe I don't want your stupid control right now."

"I'm hungry."

She laughed this time. "It's always about food, isn't it, Waters?"

"Feed me first and I'll satisfy other needs later," he said, taking her hand into his and headed towards the kitchen.

Arya tried to hide her smile, but inside she was all nerves. It has been a while for them and she knew perfectly well what's going to happen tonight. She both loved it and at the same time she felt extremely nervous. She didn't know why; it wasn't as if it was their first time. But their time together was running out and she didn't want their last few moments to end.

She shook her head and let herself be led wherever he went.

She watched as he took out several containers of food and happily opened several of them. They ate in silence; enjoying this alone time together. They talked about anything and everything, except her pending departure to Storm's End. Later on, they went out back and sat there, staring at the water as the sun cast its final orange glow before darkness would soon take over.

"Wanna go for a swim before it gets totally dark?"

He nodded slowly. "Yeah. Come on, we're jumping in together."

She almost stumbled when he tugged her arm. "Wait! I'll go get changed first!"

Gendry chuckled before giving her a short kiss. "Changed? Who needs to change out of these clothes. Just jump into the water because honestly, I don't really care about anything right now!"

He puts his arms around a screaming Arya and carries her over his shoulder, laughing as she tried to free herself from his grip.

"Put me down, Waters! Or I swear to God I'll-NO!"

Her words were cut short as he jumped into the water, clothes and all. She tried to kick herself free but felt his arm pull her with him from underwater and break into the surface. She pushed him away, sputtering and coughing, while she heard him laugh so loud it was actually disrupting the silence.

"You little piece of shit, Gendry Waters! I'm going to fucking kill you!" Arya said, swimming away from him and back to the edge.

But Gendry was faster and in no time, he had his arms around her waist, pulling her back to him. "Where are you going?"

"You're lucky I left my phone upstairs, you assbutt! Or else you're going to buy me a new one! I can't believe you just-"

Her voice got caught in her throat when his lips pressed onto hers. It was their first kiss after weeks of not talking, and it felt both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. His hands cradled her head, tilting it a little so he could kiss her properly and deeply this time. He felt her tongue sneak between his lips, and he opened them to let her tongue in. The kiss turned even more heated when he felt her arms wind themselves around his neck; her fingers playing at the hair on his nape, making him moan.

"Come on," he said, treading towards the water's edge and pulling her with him. "Let's continue this somewhere else."

Arya shivered as they got out of the water, their hands still clasped tightly together as they almost ran up the flight of stairs and back into the bedroom. He went in first, walking to the opposite side of the room and stood there shaking the water out of his hair. He looked up to see her watching him by the doorway, a small smile forming on her face. Feeling a little bolder, she started taking her wet clothes off as she slowly walked towards him. She held back a laugh when she saw his Adam's apple bob up and down his throat as he watched her cross the room towards him. Finally, she stood there fully naked, knowing his eyes were looking everywhere but at her face.

"Are you just going to stand there and watch me make a fool of myself?" she asked, feeling a little self-conscious now.

His only answer was a growl before his lips crashed back onto hers. She met his kiss like she did earlier in the lake; although this one felt hungrier with want and filled with need that she almost cried because of it. He led them towards the bed, his hands threading themselves through her hair as the kiss turned more fervent. With quick movements, he switched their position so he was now on top and she was beneath him; her arms winding around his neck as she clung to keep her body closer to his.

"More," she whispered as his mouth placed soft nips from her earlobe down the length of her neck. Looking up at her and smiling, he went back to kissing the soft, white skin of her neck before sucking a little where her throbbing pulse was. He chuckled in reaction.

His lips moved lower. And when his mouth latched onto first one breast and then the next, she arched her back and cried out in pleasure. His hands held her hips, holding her to him as her fingers clutched onto his already tousled hair.

"Fuck, Gen…" she rasped out, pulling herself up a bit before slumping back onto the mattress.

He ignored her as his mouth dared to go lower, traveling down the smoothness of her belly and finally, finally down to where he wanted his mouth to be.

"Seven hells…" she mumbled a curse. "That fucking mouth…shit…"

He felt her alternate between writhing and cursing, and Gendry tried not to think about how hard he was at that moment. He kissed and he sucked and he nipped her there, and he knew she was so close to losing it. He finally pulled back, laughing softly as she grumbled in annoyance and tried to pull his head back down.

"Get back there, you bull, and stop bullshitting me!" she cried out in frustration.

He threw his head back and laughed before crawling back up, placing a kiss on her temple. "Patience, my lady."

"You're so annoying and I hate you."

"No, you don't," he said with a smirk, as he finally knelt between her legs. "I missed you so fucking much, Arya."

"Not as much as I missed you," she said before she gasped in surprise and pleasure when he finally slid in. "Fuck, Gen…"

He started it slow, teasing her a little until she went crazy and threatened to leave him hanging. He would have laughed at the hilarity of it, until she teased him back by bucking her hips to meet his slow thrusts.

Gendry lost all his self-control and finally let go.

Their movements became fast and hard; as if the fact that this might be their last time together made the last shred of control snap and they had to succumb to the pure carnality of it. She wanted it fast and she wanted it hard, and he gave it to her. He sought for deep kisses and the sweet pain of her nails across his back and she gave them all. He groaned and he cursed; she sighed and she cried out; but they understood what they all meant because no words could even describe what was happening at that moment.

He knew she was close to coming, and he thrust harder and faster and deeper, making her cry out louder. She was clutching at his arms, and he reveled in the feel of her nails digging into his skin, because he knew she was past the point of knowing what she was doing. When her orgasm came, he let his own come at the same time as hers did, and he almost cried at the pure pleasure of it. He threw his head back and growled deep in his throat. Amidst all these, he saw Arya's back arch as far from the mattress as possible. He gave a few last thrusts before they collapsed against each other in a tangle of arms, legs and limbs.

When he at last found the strength to lift his head, he gave a lazy smile and said, "Hi…"

She laughed softly before touching the hair the fell over his eyes. "Hi."

He leaned his chin over her flat stomach and sighed. "Arya…"

Somehow, the shift in moods told her he was about to mention her impending departure. "Gendry…don't…please. Not now, babe."

He kissed her stomach before lifting himself over her and placed a proper kiss on her lips. "I love you, Arya. No matter what happens, you know I love you."

She tried to fight back the tears but realized she couldn't. With a strangled sob, she said, "I know, Gen. I love you too." He was about to say something when she placed her fingers over his mouth to silence him. "Just shut up and kiss me. I don't want to think about anything right now. Keep me distracted."

And for the entire night, he did just that.