The discovery of Arya's relationship with the man named Jaqen was haunting me. He was in a prisoner from the caravan, but now, accordion to Arya, he was disguising himself as a soldier for Lord Tywin. Who knew what he did in the past, but he was good at what he did. Arya's tie to him was not only making me squirm in my spot, but Gendry as well. Who was this man? And how was it that I found Arya going back to him in heated conversation between the two. He was useful for her, in some way, shape or form, and I had no clues as to how he was in fact important to her.

Sometimes I would sit alone against the corner in Harrenhal, looking at the dagger in my hands. Gendyr's dagger to me felt the one spark of hope I had left in this whole situation, since everything else seemed gray and less joyful. No matter how many times I tried to think of the positive, the more negative came to my mind. When I closed my eyes, I saw Sophia and her smiling face at me. I would see Brennon and his determined look on his face when he taught me how to shoot and bow and arrow. I saw Lord Stark and his kind face on me, as if he has known for me years. But now they were all gone, and all I had left was Gendry and Arya. Gendry'a dagger was a symbol of his hope for me: to survive. It was so beautiful for me even to hold, having me feel like I didn't deserve it at all. Whenever I slept at home, or found myself alone for a moment or two, I would hold the dagger close to my chest, safely of course, and reminds myself that I wasn't really alone in all of this. Gendry was there with me, not to mention Arya as well. I did feel safer with the dagger in hand when I sleeted, close to my chest and making my mind at ease.

"You should name it." Arya said to me aloud, having me look at her in confusion as we sat together one night. I looked at the dagger in hand, shining in the touch light and the vines having me see the look of it. The dagger looked deadly, having me remember Thedra Ascent once more. The look of the Keep, tall and dominating, also had ivy wrapped up on the stone and along the wall, giving it a look of deadliness and history behind it. I smiled from my spot, a small smile that felt foreign since recently I was booming depressed. Gendry brought me out of it with not only his dagger, but his kindness and his need to make sure I was safe and protected.

"Ivy." I replied, having me see her watch in the darkness of the area we were in. She said nothing, but I could see on her face that she approved of the name. Ivy, a plant that is both beautiful but it can also be deadly at the same time. It felt as though that was me now: beautiful and deadly at the same time. It was something that I had to adapt to now in my life, no longer sheltered but thick shinned and ready for anything that does happen for now on.

"Nora, wake up." I was shaken awake from the dream I was dream, the dream of being back to Winterfell once more working for the Stark family. I blinked a few times, still holding the dagger close to my body as I saw who it was: Arya. She was looking over me from my spot, in which was on the floor on a pile of straw against the wall of one of the smaller rooms, a couple of the other female workers were sleeping there as well. But Arya was quiet enough to talk to me and wake me alone.

"Arry, what's going on?" I asked her in a hushed tone, seeing her eye me up and down.

"We're leaving Harrenhal." She explained to me in her low, determined tone. I saw her stand up once more as I got myself up from the ground, dusting off the straw from my cloak and placing Gendry's dagger in the holder on my hip. With my purse over my shoulder and cloak on, I didn't need anything else as I saw her walk away, having me run to catch up. She wanted to leave? Now? Nothing was really bad around here, well, not yet. But Arya was convinced we were leaving at this moment, in the middle of the night?

"Why now?" I asked her in a hushed tone as we walked through the open area, where everyone was asleep. It was still dark, only the lit torches around the stone walls were giving me sight as to where we were going, which was towards one of the gates that has been heading out of Harrenhal and into the wild.

"Jaqen gave us a window of opportunity." Arya explained to me as I rushed to catch up with her and keep at her pace, "I asked for his help."

"Why would he help you?" I asked her in curiosity. She eyed me for a moment, then looking forward one more time.

"Because I freed him from being killed when we were kidnapped. And in return, he offered me three lives that he would kill for me." I almost tripped when I heard the news. A grown man, after being saved by a mere child, offered to kill three people for her. It sounded like he made it so casual without a whole lot of thinking around it, but it didn't sound normal to me. I stayed quiet some more as we reached a area where Arya walked behind a barrier, me following her and finding that both Gendry and Hotpie were there as well. She must of told them to meet up at that spot so we could run. I crouched down next to Gendry, seeing him eye me from his spot with a small smile on his face. I tried to smile back, but with the recent news, It was more confused than happy we were leaving.

"Sour cherries is all crushed up and ready." Hotpie said aloud under his breath as the four of us looked at the gate, seeing guard there. But they were still, very still.

"Shut up!" Gendry whispered hardly.

'Probably in the pie crust by now." Arya rolled her eyes and kept looking at the gate, "In the oven. The nice warm oven."

"Shut up!"Arya said finally. I looked over at her, seeing her eye the guards as Hotpie was looking more miserable and Gendry confused and scared, "What did you bring?"

"Cheese could be better. Could get some nice sausage."

"What did he want us to do about those guards?" Gendry asked her under his breath, trying to focus with what we were about to do.

"He didn't say." Arya whispered to him "He just said to talky through the gates."

"Yeah, and about the guards?"

"He didn't say anything about the guards."

"Oh, what, he left that bit out? That's a pretty important part, don't you think?" He sounded annoyed now as I rested a hand on his back to try and calm him from having a stubborn episode right there of all places.

"We have to trust him." Arya said in her reassuring but low tone.

"Trust him?!" He whispered harshly, "You trusted him to fight with us and you set him free and he ran!" I sighed, rubbing my eyes in the process.

"I want to go back to the kitchens!" Hotpie said in a whine.

"It's okay." I said to him in a calm tone, seeing the fear in his eyes.

"Shut up!" She snapped at Hotpie, "stay here if you're afraid." She said it to the boys, then looking over at me and nodding her head. Noe matter where she was going to go, even if it was dangerous, who was I to let her go alone. I wasn't going to leave her now, and as she shot up, I did as well, leaving Gendry's side and standing next to her.

"Arry, Nora, don't!" He hissed under his breath, but we were already walking. As we got closer, I had the hood over my head to hide my face, having me feel my heart about to burst out of my mouth but my feet kept walking. I then heard Gendry and Hotpie behind us, finally joining us after what felt like forever. I watched carefully, seeing the guard not moving at all and then realizing that they were in fact dead. I placed my hand on my hip, where my dagger was, in case something was going to happen. The dead corpses of the guards were scaring me as we walked past them to the gate, having me look around in thoughts that were was a trap.

Once we walked through the gates and into the open wildlife around us, having me see trees for the first time since we were brought there, I looked around and noticed that we were in fact alone and free, free! It felt like a wave of relief coming over me as I saw Aya look left and right. The path leading back to the woods in front of us, but she saw something else in a pile by the entrance where we once left. She ran over as I saw Hotpie about to have a heart attack and Gendry looked just as scared.

"Here." Arya said aloud to me, having me see her hand me a bow that looked like a practice bow, a sheath with about 6 arrows in it. I immediately grabbed it, throwing the sheath over my shoulders as she then handed Gendry a rather large sword, keeping a smaller sword for herself and the four of us looked on at the forest in front of us.

"Let's go." She said aloud, having the four of us walk away from our prison and back to the wild once more. I looked back behind me one more time, seeing the high walls of death and suffering behind me, hoping that I would never have to go back to that place once more. I could leave it behind me and look forward to trying to find some of of happiness in my life again.

We walked into the wee hours of the morning, having me see the sun coming over the land we were on and having me see the colors: green with the earthly brown and the grey from the rocks and high cliffs. My bow was hooked over my sheath on my back, having my arms free and dangling at my sides. I felt the soggy ground underneath us as the bottom of my dress was no soggy. I could feel the wind coming through the area, having my bones feel so brittle and fragile now as the four of us walked. Even with Hotpie complaining that he was hungry and Gendry grumbling under his breath because he was about to smack Hotpie, and Arya with a mission on her brain, I just followed. I had no other place to go, and I would better stay with them than going at it alone.

"How did he find us?" I looked up, noticing that I dozed off throughout our walk with my own thoughts to see that the three of them were looking up at something high up on a cliff that was close to the road that we were on. I looked as well, seeing a soldier standing over the cliff to look down at us with intriguing eyes. Was he Jaqen? The one whom we were all maybe needing to thank because of him getting us out of Harrenhal? I saw Arya wave at us to stay as she went to talk to him alone. WE stopped, the three of us watching her walk away and I pulled the hood down from my head, having the air hit my face some more and my hair fly in the wind. Hotpie sighed, clearly frustrated with all that was happening and I looked over at Gendry, seeing him watch Arya walk off to talk to the man.

"I don't trust him." he said aloud in almost a growl.

"She's fine, Gendry. I'm sure she can handle him." I reassured him in a light tone, though I could tell that it wasn't going help.

"It's not her I'm worried about." he said to me aloud, "It's just him. First he was a prisoner, and now he's posing as a soldier. He doesn't sit right with me."

"I doubt he sits right with anyone." I added. I saw Gendry eye me from his spot, his piercing blue eyes pouring into my own and seeing that he was not the least bit happy since everything seemed to be mass chaos.

"At least we're out of there." I said to him in a light tone.

"You find that a good thing, running around out here with no idea where we are? Are you that stupid and blind" He asked me, annoyance in his tone of voice. I glared at him then, having a bout enough of him him trying to be a bullheaded stubborn boy now. Even Hotpie was trying to look at the positive, but Gendry? He was bringing me down, far more than he ever did before.

"I would rather be out here in the wild, wandering around with no clue than be back there, Gendry." I said to him in a low tone, knowing that I didn't want to worry Hotpie anymore since at this point he was paranoid, "If I was back there in that Seven Hell of a place, I would have to be worried about being sent to the Brothel." Gendry eyed me from his spot, looking at me up and down at I glared back at him. He must of known about what was going to happen to me, since I didn't tell him anything about what the women told me the first time we were placed there within those walls. His angry stare at me loosened a bit as he saw that I was telling the truth.

"I'm not going back there, Gendry. I'm not going to risk being sent to pleasure drunks and soldiers whom want death. If you want to go back, fine by me." I explained to him in almost a harsh tone, seeing sick to my stomach thinking about it. I even couldn't look at him anymore, storming away from him and walking off by myself. I needed to breathe, and having all of this negative energy from both Arya and Gendry was making me even more depressed.

"Nora." Gendry called softly, almost in a pleading voice, but I shrugged him off as I stood alone, crossing my arms in front of me and the sheath strap against my chest, pulling and making me one back to reality. I looked out in front of me at the scenery, saying nothing and only thinking to myself. I would give anything at that moment to be home and to not think about anything else. But as I looked over to the left, seeing Arya watch the man walk away, my heart shifted. Once we left Harrenhal, I was bitter. I wanted to be alone, I wanted to be home, I want a lot of things actually. Selfish and bitter, where did that come from?

Just seeing Arya there, and seeing her body language that shouted "defeat" and "loneliness" made me forget about it all. She had no one, and I knew that she wanted to find her mother and brother, along with Sansa. They were all that she had left, and who did I have? No one, not even Sophia. Arya was all I had left, and I was so willing to give that up. No, I wasn't going to. Not yet. I made a decision as she walked back to Gendry, hearing her ask Gendry about me, that I wasn't going to leave her. Where she went, I went.

"What did you say to her?" Arya hissed at him, having me feel a sting of guilt in my chest as she said it in a protective manner. She cared for me, I knew that for certain since we connected after we first met. I was no longer filled with hate or doubt, just determination to find a way to get home. I knew Arya was in the same boat, she needed to find her family, her home, and her peace of mind again. It was selfish for me to not be next to her, since she never left me once in this whole situation.

"Nora." Arya called to me, having me look back at her and see her walk to be a bit. She was in a mission and I looked back at her, folding my arms in front of her. We ended one journey and now we were starting another one together, hoping to find our way home as I pulled the bow out from behind me.

"Let's go home."

Author's note: Hey friends! I hope you guys really like it, I'm trying to have her side of the Arya Storyline according to the show, give her some action as well! Let me know if you like it and spread this story around on Tumblr, Twitter and other great places! Thanks and keep on reading!