Game of Thrones: An Uneasy Return
Chapter 5 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 5
Arya bit her lip as she stood in her room, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot. Sansa was also present and was busy looking through various clothes in Arya's closet and such.
"Sansa, I..." She began.
Sansa smiled and spoke quickly. "Don't worry Arya; I know what I'm doing. Trust me, you'll still be yourself and have your usual style. I promise."
Arya just sighed. It was time for her date with Gendry and, as she wouldn't have been able to see what to pick out; she had asked Sansa to help her pick out some clothes for the date. It was only after Sansa started looking through her clothes that Arya began to worry about her decision.
'I'm standing here in my underwear, waiting for my...girly, sister to pick out clothes for me to wear on a date with my boyfriend.' She noted to herself. 'All the while hoping she won't pick out clothes that look too girly, especially on me...I suppose stranger things have happened.'
Sansa meanwhile smiled as she examined some of Arya's clothes; while definitely of a different style to her own, they weren't all that bad truthfully. She couldn't believe she had ever argued with Arya for not knowing how to dress properly, looking back it all seemed so silly now.
She then checked the clothes she had finally pulled out; a pair of black leggings, a sleeveless grey tunic and to finish, some simple grey flats.
"Oh, these will be perfect." She said; getting Arya's attention.
Arya bit her lip. "Are, are you sure…?"
Sansa grinned and handed the clothes to Arya, letting her feel them, reassuring herself.
Once Arya was dressed she smiled; more relaxed, the clothes fit well, were comfortable and, knowing Sansa, somewhat stylish. She knew what she had on and had to admit, she'd almost forgotten about them, they had been a birthday gift from before she was kidnapping and had been somewhat big on her. Now they were the right size.
"Alright, let's go."
Sansa however replied to that. "Not quite yet, one final touch."
Arya was confused but felt Sansa lift her right arm and felt the cool feeling of a bracelet around her wrists.
"Sansa?" She queried.
"I think you know what it is, Arya." Sansa replied knowingly.
Arya smiled again; realizing from Sansa's tone just what she meant. It was a silver bracelet, with the image of a wolf's head engraved upon its face, the family's old crest from medieval times.
Satisfied they headed downstairs, just as the doorbell rang. Sansa answered it and smiled; Gendry stood there, dressed up nice in a pair of dark blue jeans, a white shirt and brown shoes.
"Gendry, c'mon in, Arya's all ready."
Gendry smiled as he stepped inside. "Thanks; hey Arry."
Arya grinned too. "Hi."
"Wow, you look...amazing." Gendry said; grinning even wider.
Arya nodded as she moved closer. "Thanks, I...I'm pretty sure you look great too."
Laughing softly Gendry too her hand and together they headed out to his car.
They spent the drive to the restaurant in a comfortable silence. Finally, having officially got back together, Arya found that she and Gendry, despite her blindness, had managed to slip back into their usual routines. This included being comfortable just being around each other. Nevertheless Gendry's curiosity got the better of him and he had to ask.
"So, how are things going with the police investigation?"
Arya shrugged. "Not too bad, from what I've heard they've made more progress; nothing definite yet."
Gendry sighed. "I see; sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up."
"No, it's cool." Arya replied calmly. "Talking about it...helps actually. It doesn't seem quite so scary once I've talked to someone about it."
Gendry could understand what she meant and smiled as he thought for a moment.
"It's good that, things seem to be getting better now." He said.
Arya smiled too and nodded. Before long, after lapsing back into that comfy silence, they soon arrived at the restaurant.
Gendry stepped out of the car and closed the door. He headed around to the other side as Arya got out. Once her door was closed he locked the car and spoke.
"Okay, here we are, ready?"
She nodded and they began to approach the restaurant. Gendry bit his lip when he noticed something and spoke to her.
"Arry, careful." He told her. "We're getting near the stairs leading up to the restaurant."
Arya nodded before replying. "Right, give me your arm."
He nodded and did so, she held on to him and they made their way up, with him guiding her up the stairs. Once again, she only got the help she asked for. Once inside they were led to their table and sat down, they ordered their drinks and Gendry paused for a moment.
Finally he asked. "Okay um, the menus...Do you want me to read it out, or, find one in Braille?"
"I'll take the second option." Arya replied, smirking lightly.
It was true, ever since her return, she had been learning Braille; while by no means a master she was at least proficient in it. A quick search turned up a suitable menu and they began perusing the menus for their meal.
Once they ordered the meal they passed time expressing their relief at finally being back together, as well as the fact that, although slow, Arya was progressing towards finally forgiving her family.
By the time they reached the Stark house at the end of the date, both of them were hopeful and were looking forward to seeing each other again tomorrow.
That night however; all was not well as Arya found herself in the grips of another nightmare.
"No, no, please!" She cried out, thrashing again. "No, my eyes, my eyes!"
She was so consumed by terror she almost didn't hear the other voice calling her name, or the hands on her shoulders, gently trying to shake her awake. She gasped as her eyes opened, despite her world remaining dark, as she jerked up into a sitting position.
"NO!"
She then heard the person again. "Arya, it's alright, it's alright."
She let out a shaky gasp. "Mum..."
Catelyn immediately hugged her daughter, Arya responded by returning the hug, finally letting her tears fall.
"Oh, mum, I, it was..."
Catelyn gently soothed her. "It was a nightmare Arya, that...torment is over now; the police are getting closer every day. Soon, no one will have to suffer like that again."
Arya smiled sadly. "I'm sorry I was so angry with you."
"You had every right to be, I'm just glad we have a chance now, that you're back and we can...we can mend." Catelyn replied.
Arya let out a soft sigh; her mother was right, she remained in her mother's embrace until finally sleep returned to her.
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