A/N: There is more to come, we'll be getting into how they all adjust to life in the next few chapters. Thank you to those who are reading.
Chapter 03: A Family Book.
In the house, Lyria and Monica had managed to convince Jon and Bran away from the window and to the bathroom where Monica had gotten them both changed, leaving Bran in his underwear so that Adalyn could fix him up. Jack had taken Arya back inside where she had tried to perch on the window to see what was going to happen. Robb picked up his sister and placed on the ground and turned his other sister away from the window too.
"Why do you get to watch?" Arya asked, glaring up at her older brother as the two wolves came in with Rickon.
"Because the Lady wished that we don't see what she does, since she's the lady of this house we must do as she says," Robb said, if they were to go by the old rules that was what they would do. "Arya what did she say to you?"
"Nothing, but she told the old man something," Arya replied, as they watched the old man walking down the hallway before he disappeared.
"What did she say?" Robb asked again, wondering what the girl had said to the old man.
"To tell her grandmother that they had trouble..."
While the children had been talking Adalyn had scared the Baratheon children away, after Arya and Rickon had left she had pulled the gun from the back of her pants and fired a blank into the air. They were far enough away from the house that the noise wouldn't startle the children. As it was they were going to have to explain a lot of things.
"Adalyn could you bring the two oldest boys down to the study. Lyria and Monica will take care of the children," Delia called down the hall, from the study making the children jump as they hadn't realised that Adalyn was back in the house – she had walked quickly after scaring the others away.
"Coming Gran," Adalyn answered, taking Arya by the hand as she spoke. "First we'll get you some clothes." she spoke to the children who hadn't been bathed yet.
"The other boys have been dressed my lady," Monica said as she walked past the room. "Would you like me to take the others now?"
"If you would take Robb first, or even just get his brother to show him. I'll get Lyria to take care of Arya here. I'll do Rickon myself," she told the older woman, Rickon looked at his big brother and shook his head furiously. "Rickon, it's okay. Robb will come in after he's done, I promise," Adalyn told him as she crouched down to the small boy and took his hand.
"Will we see mother again?" Rickon asked quietly as he looked at her, Adalyn sighed as Robb picked his little brother up. "Will we?"
"To be honest, I don't know if you will. BUT I do know that while you are under this roof you will be safe," Adalyn said as she stood up and put her hand on Robb and Rickon's shoulder. "Do you trust me?"
"I do," Robb told her before he decided that he'd take Rickon with Adalyn to be bathed.
"Come on then, you pair. Arya, Lyria will take you to one of the other bathrooms your sister Sansa can go with you if you like," Adalyn said as she started to walk out of the bedroom and to the opposite bathroom.
"Can't I just stay here?" Sansa asked curiously she was wondering what else the room held.
"I suppose you can, if you'd like company Jack can stay or even Sirius," she replied not turning around as she spoke. "Come on boys,"
Once they were in the bathroom Robb set Rickon on the floor and looked at Adalyn who was walking over to a chest in the room. Monica had brought some of her cousins old clothes in and left them lying on top of the chest. Adalyn picked up a couple of the items and brought them to the boys and showed them what she had.
"Where were you born?" Robb questioned, watching as Adalyn dropped the clothes on the floor and picked up Rickon.
"I was born here, in the castle," Adalyn replied standing Rickon in front of her and taking his clothes off before placing him in the bath. "You have bathed yourself before yes?" she asked, looking to Robb as she heard Rickon start to splash in the bath. Robb nodded, he had but not in a while, Rickon on the other hand hadn't. "Rickon stop splashing the water so much, do you want me to end up soaked to the bone too?" she laughed, as Robb stripped down behind her and climbed in the second bath.
"Lady, where you really born in the castle?" Rickon asked as he stopped splashing, Adalyn nodded picking up the wash clothe and soap before she started to clean him. "Do you have animals?"
"I do, after your bath I'll get Jack to take you to the stables to see the horses," Adalyn smiled at him as she washed him. "Robb you'll have to come with me to see my grandmother after you're bathed and dressed and I've fixed up Bran,"
"Lady Adalyn, your grandmother is getting impatient," Monica said, walking back past the bathroom and on her way to the kitchen to start preparing their evening meal.
Adalyn finished bathing Rickon and picked him up out of the bath placing him on the ground giving him a towel and then starting to dry him off so that she could get him dressed. Robb watched what she did to his baby brother as he stayed sitting in the bath, he didn't want to get out of the bath while she was in the room with him. Adalyn ushered Rickon out the door and called Jack to take him to the stables to see some of the horses. Adalyn handed Robb a towel before she walked out of the room.
"When you finish in there, walk three doors to your left and I'll be in there with your brothers," she told him before she proceeded to walk down the hall and into the room that Monica had left the two boys in. "Jon I can look at your hand while we see my grandmother, but Bran I have to do now,"
"What are you going to do?" Bran asked, watching as Adalyn walked over to him and sat on the bed beside him.
"First I'm going to clean it out a little more, normally I'd say that it's going to sting but you've already told me that you don't feel anything," Adalyn told him, as she set about cleaning the wound with disinfectant, next she grabbed small pieces of tape and pulled the wound together before placing them on top.
"What did you just do then?" he asked curiously, before he looked at Jon who looked like he was in pain. "Can you do Jon?"
"To answer your first question, I just taped it shut. Well stuck it shut, so that stays clean and now I'm going to bandage it up again and get you dressed," she paused briefly tucking her hair behind her ear as it had fallen in her eyes again. "And, yes I can look at Jon's hand,"
A few minutes later and she had finished with Bran's leg and the two boys were seeing if they could get him dressed, which they did successfully and then taken him to sit on the verandah in the sun with the dire-wolves till they were done. Adalyn led the two older boys down the hall to the study, passing Lyria who was taking the girls to sit with Rickon and Bran as Jack had brought the younger boy back from looking at the animals.
Adalyn walked in and say in the study staring at her grandmother, and then looking at Robb, it was then that she noticed the similarities. Jon looked between Robb and Adalyn and then at Delia.
"Gran...what did the old say?" Adalyn asked, motioning for the boys to sit down, she hadn't yet looked at Jon's hand. "Jon could you sit so I can see your hand?"
"The old say that they haven't messed with the past, only brought these children forward...and that they are also still present in the past," Delia replied, looking to her granddaughter as she spoke, fingers laying on an old book.
"Why did you want us?" Robb questioned, as he sat on one of the armchairs, Jon sat on the couch next to Adalyn.
"This book will explain it all," Delia handed the book to Robb as Adalyn started to look at Jon's hand. "When I said that my last name was Winterfell...I meant to say Lady Delia of Winterfell. Our ancestors...well..." Delia paused as Robb started to look through the book, stopping when he saw his name.
"You're a Stark...that's the only way that you could have a family book," Robb paused as a million things started to run through his head. "But how?"
"Keep reading," Adalyn told him as she put some cream on Jon's hand, causing him to pull it back as it was cold and it stung. "Jon relax, this will help it heal," she took his hand again and finished by placing gauze and a bandage around it.
"What are you to us?" Robb asked, as he watched Delia who was smiling at them.
"You're our, well lets just say that Adalyn is you're great times ten granddaughter," Delia told Robb, pausing before she continued to speak. Robb raised his eyebrow at both of them. "Yes, Robb. Adalyn and I are both directly related to you, through your bloodline,"
"What is your full-name?" Robb questioned Adalyn turning to face her.
"Lady Adalyn Arya Stark-Turner, my grandmother's Lady Delia Catelyn Stark. My mother was Lady Arya Sansa Stark-Turner," Adalyn replied, watching as Robb and Jon's eyes went wide. "My grandfather changed his last name to Stark after he married Gran. Your names were all passed down the generations, even your fathers," she stopped bandaging Jon's wrist as she spoke.
"So that's how you know who we are..." Robb exclaimed, closing the book and handing it back to Delia.
"Yes, but I never read the extent of Bran's injuries and Jon's hand," Adalyn said as she finished wrapping it. "It was never written,"
Jon and Robb stared at one another, wondering when they had planned on telling them about who they were. They wondered if Winterfell even still existed and what they were supposed to do now. They were stuck in a time that they knew nothing about.
Adalyn stood up and walked from the study, leaving her grandmother with the boys to stew over what they had just learned. She didn't make it a metre before Jon was behind her placing a bandaged hand on her shoulder. Adalyn spun around nearly decking Jon in the process.
"Sorry, I didn't realise it was you. People don't generally sneak up on me in this place." she laughed, before pulling him into a hug. "I am sorry you know,"
Adalyn and Jon walked in silence to where they had left the younger ones, when they reached them they saw that all four of them had been crying as they knew that they wouldn't see their mother. Jon walked straight over to Arya who wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly. Sansa had knelt down next to Rickon and he had hugged her. Bran stared out into the yard single tears falling down his cheeks.
"Bran, did you want me to get Robb?" Adalyn asked the young boy who shook his head in return causing his hair to fall into his eyes. "Did you want me to sit with you?" Bran nodded a little, Adalyn walked over to him and sat on the bench beside him.
"Rickon says that you scared off Joffrey, how did you do it?" Bran asked as Adalyn pulled him on to her lap.
"I may be a girl, but I was taught a few things by family and friends. A lot of it was inherited," Adalyn replied, as Bran looked at her and then buried his head in her shoulder.
"Bran this isn't like you," Jon said as Arya buried her head in him again.
"Dinner is in the dining room," Monica walked to the to announce that food was ready in the dining room room.
"Dining room?" Bran mumbled, causing Rickon to giggle.
"Sirius show the others to the kitchen," Sirius bark in response and got up, barking again causing the other dire-wolves to stand and follow him. "Come with me," Adalyn said, as Jon pried Arya's arms from his waist and then picked up Bran from Adalyn allowing her to stand up. "Instead of cradling him like that, like he's a baby, sit him on your hip. It'll be easier to carry him,"
"On my hip?" Jon raised his eyebrow at her wondering what she meant.
"Oh hand him here," Adalyn laughed, walking over to them and taking Bran from Jon. "Wrap your arms around my neck." Bran did as she said and then Adalyn moved his body so that it was on her side, one leg at the front and one at the back making sure that she had a firm hold him.