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Sansa
Sansa had watched Jon and Arya closely over the last few weeks. Sansa had always known they had been close since they were little but now something had changed, Sansa could see that as plain as day, Arya felt disguised about how she felt about Jon, they were brother and sister. Arya tried so hard to hide it but sadly Sansa was watching them so closely she saw it. Sansa knew you couldn't chose who you loved and it made Sansa sad to know that their pride or their honour would never allow it. They were Starks and they had been raised differently than the Lannister's. While Arya tried to avoid Jon, Jon was angry at his feelings, he had this anger Sansa never knew about when they were younger. Sansa feels like it has something to do about his death and coming back. He used his anger and reflected it onto Arya. Arya didn't deserve it, they couldn't stop how they were feeling. He was also so angry at Arya for not telling him about what happened to her. But when Arya did tell Sansa about some of her travels Sansa understood. How Arya had started to lose herself after seeing the red wedding. How Arya didn't have anything to live for but revenge, yes there was Jon or Sansa, but Sansa was stuck in Kings landing and Jon was so far away. How do you tell the person whom you love the most, you forgot what it felt like to love or to have love and to only live on hate, that love wasn't enough?
Then Mercy turned up and Arya started acting stranger. Sansa had to watch as she saw her sister's secrets catch up to her. Sansa had to sit there as they were ripping Arya up, and Jon he wasn't making it better, only worse. He was started to trust Mercy more then Arya, started spending more time with her and Sansa could see it was just draining the life out of her sister. She was getting bags under her eyes and had a haunted look in her now dull grey eyes, no more fire. Arya didn't stop trying to get Mercy out of Winterfell, but the more Arya tried the more Jon gravitated to her. Sansa wanted to kick Jon, how could he be doing this to Arya. Arya was getting closer to Sansa and Sansa would castrate Jon if he drove his sister away from Winterfell. She had just got her sister back and she would do anything to keep her sister, but Sansa couldn't help how they felt for each other.
At the feast Arya left so sudden Sansa knew something was up and decided she would give her a few minutes before going and seeing her. Sansa knocked but entered knowing if it was up to Arya she would never come in. Sansa saw Arya only the floor and rushed to her. Sansa was so scared, she was feeling very hot. When Sansa heard Arya had been poisoned she froze, it was the poison that killed Jon Arryn. Sansa knew how important it was to find the antidote so Sansa followed Arya's instructions and opened her draw, Sansa gasp when she saw all Arya's poisons, and didn't know which one was the right one. When Sansa looked back around Arya had closed her eyes and fear flooded her. Sansa tried to wake her sister but ran out when Arya wouldn't stir. She banged the Maester's door open and alarmed the Maester. She quickly told him what had happened and he rushed off but came back empty handed and asked if he could see her stock. He found the right one and gave Arya the right one. But he shook his head and told Sansa, some of the poisons were so rare only the very, very best assassins could get their hands on them. Sansa looked at the Maester, what was Arya doing with all these poisons, and where did she get them. Braavos maybe, that was the only time Arya hadn't told her what happened. Said she wasn't ready, just skipped over it. Sansa thanked the Maester and sat down next to Arya's bed. Sansa held Arya's hand which felt very clammy. Jon could wait, Sansa wanted to make sure her sister was alright.
Sansa must have fallen asleep because she jumped up from the chair she had been sitting in to see Jon had burst in guns in blazing and Sansa was a little taken aback, no one knew about Arya, but the Maester but he wouldn't have told anyone, so the only other person who knew Arya was poisoned was the person who did it.
'What happened?' Jon demanded, there was a fire in Jon's eyes she had only seen when he had met with Ramsey Snow
'I found her, she had been poisoned.' Sansa tried to tread carefully 'I went to see her, she left every quickly, I found her on the floor, she told me what poison she had taken then I couldn't find it by the time I looked around she was already unconscious. I didn't get you, because whoever did this is waiting to know if they succeeded, it was a very rare poison and deadly, they wanted Arya dead very badly.' Jon moved sitting on the other side of Arya
'you should have got me.' He growled
'Yes, most likely, but Jon I almost saw my sister die ok.' Jon didn't reply he was looking at Arya
'who would want to do this?' Jon asked
'I don't know, she had so many secrets, she told me all up to Braavos.' Jon snapped his head up
'she told you about her travels' Jon looked hurt, but Sansa didn't feel sorry for him, it was his own fault
'I wasn't angry at her, when she didn't want to share. She would have told you if you gave her more time.' Sansa snapped. He looked back down not answering her 'Who told you.'
'Mercy, saw the Maester come out last night' that was odd, wouldn't she have come in. 'How could she be so stupid.' Jon asked, Sansa didn't know what part Jon was talking about, the poison, her travels or something else.
'She didn't poison herself Jon' Sansa went with the poison because she didn't want to think about what other things that had happened between them
'I did, I mean I knew there was poison just not that one.' A voice quietly said, Sansa and Jon looked at Arya, not believing what just game out of her mouth.
Arya
Arya felt herself come back from the pain she was feeling, to hear voices, she left her eyes closed to check her surroundings. 'She didn't poison herself Jon' a sharp voice that Arya knew belonged to Sansa. Arya knew there was no going back from what she was about to say. It would change everything, but she can't live like this anymore she needs to let them know who the Waif is. She had tried so hard to keep the truth inside her, it had cost her, her relationship with Jon the one-person Arya loved more than anything, if he believed her then she would tell him everything. But if he didn't, she knew what she needed to do, because the pain she felt everyday she couldn't take it anymore, people might think she was weak, but she had been fighting before her Father died, never having a rest, never stop fighting. She had fought to come home to Jon the one person she thought would want her but if Jon didn't believe her then she wouldn't have much fight left, only enough to finish something Arya Stark needed to finish before Arya Stark would be no more.
'I did, I mean I knew there was poison just not that one.' She opened her eyes to see Jon and Sansa were looking at her like she had grown two heads.
'What do you mean.' Jon asked
'There was an assassin here, I was told they were here to poison you, so when I saw them put something in your drink at the feast, I swapped our glasses. When I was in Braavos I was taught about poisons so I could kill people. I was an assassin, one of their best. They made you take some different poisons and your body gets used to them, when I smelt it, it smelt like one I could just sleep off so I drank it, you pointed out that I wasn't drinking and I knew the assassin would know something was up, but the assassin was really here for me and they knew I would save you. The goblet was never meant for you.' Jon stood up and started pacing while Sansa gripped her hand.
'Who was the assassin?' Jon asked looking back at her with deadly eyes.
Here it goes 'Mercy.' Jon laughed
'God I knew you wanted her gone, but I didn't think you would poison yourself and blame her to do it. You expect me to believe you?' Arya looked down, there it was, Arya felt pain in her chest, but she was fine, she didn't want to be Arya Stark anymore.
'No.' it was quite but Arya knew Jon heard it. She heard the bang of the door and looked at Sansa who was looking at her
'I believe you, but I will need proof' Sansa whispered hoarsely
'No you can't get involved, I am going to tell you everything.' And Arya did, she didn't leave anything out, when Arya started to talk about her, the girl who haunted her dreams, she felt tears sliding down her face again and she saw Sansa was crying too. She was pulled into a hug from her sister. 'You see I can't let you get involved, and I can't take this pain anymore Sansa, I fought because of Jon now I have lost him. I have one last fight left in me then I will become someone without pain, and Arya Stark will have died. I take a new face, a new life, you and Jon can just remember the little girl who just wanted to pick up a sword and follow Father into war.' Sansa let go of her, Arya thought Sansa was going to tell her she couldn't leave but she nodded
'I am going to kings landing to finish my list. The Waif, she will leave as soon as she finds out I am gone make sure she does know. The Waif will know where I am headed. She knows of the list.'
'can I see what she did to you' Arya lifted her shirt to show the three white lines that wouldn't go away.
When it was just before dawn Arya snuck into Jon's room. She placed Needle on his bedside table because Needle was Arya Starks and after Kings landing Arya Stark would be dead, this was her way of telling Jon. She placed a small kiss on his lips before leaving. When she rode out she was met with Nymeria and the pack and they set off. When she got as far as she could before Winterfell wouldn't be in her sights anymore she looked back and saw the home which for so long she had tried to get back to, now she was leaving for good this time.
