JG - So do I.


Arya

Arya opened her eyes slowly, she had dozed off after Jon and Arya had made loved multiple times, she looked around and knew it was late outside, maybe just after supper time. She felt fingers stroking her scars on her stomach, the ones The Waif inflicted upon her. She was lying on her back while using his other arm as her pillow.

'How did it happen?' he asked, and Arya knew what he was talking about, 'They must have been deep, there is still have little red marks around the edges meaning you only took out the stitches around Winterfell.' He said, Arya looked up to be met with Jon frowning.

'I kept on ripping the stitches, so no they weren't too deep' she tried to reassure him, not wanting him to worry about her more than he was already was.' His silence meant he was waiting for her to explain

'I decided to go home. I had booked a passage, I was leaving the next morning. The Waif was sent to kill me, I was on a bridge thinking about all the memories I was gaining. She had a face of an old lady, surprising me, and stabbing me and while she held me down, she took off her face. I head butted her and jumped into the water. After I resurfaced I knew I was in trouble, I was losing too much blood and I couldn't sew well. I went to the actress, her name was Lady Crane. I remember waiting for her to finish her act, it felt like a life time, she helped me. That night she gave me Milk of Poppy, I knew I shouldn't have taken it, but for a second, she made me feel safe. If I hadn't maybe I could have stopped her death.' Arya shuddered at the image of Lady Cranes crumpled body, throat slit.

'That wasn't your fault, you couldn't have done anything Arya, you can't blame yourself.' Jon told her, she tried really hard to believe him, but decided to continue instead of answering him

'I ran and was running on adrenaline, the survival instinct and the thought of you. I tried taking a short cut, and I split my stitches, the pain cut through the adrenaline, leaving me with a thought, if I could get to Needle I would be ok, my legs were threatening to give way at any second but I made it to Needle. She came and closed the door, she mocked me, when I stood pointing Needle at her. I cut the light and I killed her. I passed out but when I woke and burnt my wound and took her face, placing it on the wall. I thought The Kindly Man would leave me after that, I thought placing her face on the wall granted me freedom. On the boat home I caught a fever, too much dirt in my wounds they had to cut me open and clean it. I woke it up the morning we got to Riverrun. I hoped off and left to kill Walder.' She told him.

He didn't say anything at first but then bent down and placed a light kiss on each wound. There were many smaller wounds from her training, showing what she went through to be as good as she was, that being the best wasn't free. When he laid back down she kissed him before hopping out of bed. She started changing,

'Where are you going?' he asked her from the bed

'I haven't had food since this morning, it is late now and I am hungry.' She told him 'besides, Robb or Ellia might come up at any point and they might be shocked to see me naked next to a man.' She smiled. He got up and changed before taking her hand. She led the way down to the hall. She saw Robb and Ellia eating supper from the top of the stair case. She walked down the stairs and they looked up surprise masked their faces. Ellia jumped up and hugged Arya, she felt the tension in Ellia's shoulders,

'We heard Cersei died, and how they locked up the keep to find the killer. We thought the worst.' Ellia whispered, Arya let go of Jon's hand and hugged the woman back.

'I'm ok, Jon found me, I might not have made it out if he didn't show up' Arya let go and turned to Jon, who was looking a bit confused.

'Ellia, Robb this is Jon, Jon this is Ellia and Robb they own the inn.' She told him, he made an o shape in his mouth before turning to the inn keepers

'It is a nice cozy place, unlike a lot of places these days.' Jon said, Arya waited,

'There's a story here isn't there?' Robb asked

'Jon's my um, its complicated, I ran away and Jon came after me.' Arya said taking Jon's hand again feeling warmth in his hand

'Are you hungry?' Ellia asked but didn't wait for an answer hurrying off to the kitchen

'Um, Arya didn't tell me how you she came across this place.' Jon said as they sat down across from Robb

'I was looking for a place out of the way.' Arya said

'First day she came in, drunk men came after my wife she stopped them. We let her stay here for as long as she needed.' Robb filled Jon in, Ellia came back and placed the food in front of them. Arya smelt her food and then Jon's, Jon was worried but Ellia reassured him

'Don't worry Arya does that every time we eat. She doesn't say why but we have got used to it.'

Arya's smelt different from Jon's but she didn't say anything so they wouldn't worry.

'I have to use the rest room really quick.' Arya said, Jon looked worried but Arya squeezed his hand before leaving.

Arya opened her door and stopped dead in her tracks, there was one candle lit and the Waif was standing over it. She smiled wickedly, Arya swiftly closed the door behind her and locked it, she wasn't going to let The Waif hurt anyone she cared about, not again.

'Jon found you, and gave into his lust, did he?' The Waif smirked

'You should know never to get attached to someone, but then again you were never good at that were you? The Kindly Man told me everything I needed to know about you. He sent me because the Waif was my friend, he even let me use her face. I am glad I get to kill you the person who killed her while wearing her face, I am finishing her mission.' The Waif said, flashing a dagger, the same one the real Waif, the dead Waif used.

'Well, I can see now clear as day, you aren't The Waif, you don't talk or walk like her. I'm not even sure you are a true Faceless Man, they don't say I or Me, it's No One is or A Girl is.' Arya shrugged her shoulders, The Waif tensed and a flash of anger crossed her face before it went back to neutral.

'You killed her, so I have been training for this, a rematch. They say you are the best there is when it comes to darkness, but I don't think that is true, I think they are bluffing, and I will prove that.' She cut the candle like Arya did under the tunnels and everything falls into blackness.

She was good Arya thought very good, quiet, but not silent enough, Arya could still hear her. She was walking around to her right, she heard a hiss of metal through the air and sidestepped. She felt the air move to her right but it didn't touch her. The Waif struck again, but Arya wasn't there. She jumped lightly away. Arya didn't have anything on her, it was stupid, she knew The Waif would come after her, so why didn't she just carry one. Arya heard The Waif move trying to get a different position but Arya struck out kicking her in the stomach, it was hard and Arya felt her double over, but didn't make a sound. Arya jumped onto the table using her body weight to kick out spinning and hitting the Waif square in the jaw. She gasped a little but still remained quiet. Arya wanted to go to where her bag was but knew The Waif wasn't stupid and would have removed all her weapons. She decided she would try and take The Waif's weapon from her. Arya waited for the Waif to move but she didn't, Arya could sense where she was she was standing still

'You know, once I am done with you, I will kill your little friends from the inn, maybe I will carve out Ellia's baby?' The Waif's voice rang out like steel, Arya clenched her teeth but didn't say anything.

'Maybe I will kill Robb, and take his head off and replace it with an animal's head, it won't have the same effect as the dire wolf but it will still do?' Her jaw hurt

'Or maybe I will kill Jon, slowly and painfully so he knows he was too good for you.' Arya lunged at the Waif all sense gone, they fought Arya trying to grab the dagger, Arya got a brake while using her arm to grab the Waif's hand pushing her back while taking the dagger from her. Arya flipped the dagger over and was ready to attack. Arya sidestepped the Waifs punch.

Arya moved forward and felt the dagger go into the Waifs throat as Arya felt cool steel sliding into her stomach, it was longer then the dagger Arya had. She felt the pain rip through her whole body, Arya's breath hitched as she stumbled backwards. She felt her blood mixing in with The Waif's blood, Arya managed to make it to the door and unlocked it. Arya stumbled through the hall using the wall as support, she stopped at the top of the stairs, she saw all Robb, Ellia and Jon look up, Jon gets up

'Arya?' she tried to step down the stairs but her legs give away and she felt herself fall down. She felt something hit her head before everything goes black.


Hey Guys,

Do you think Arya will survive, review your thoughts.

So there will be one more chapter and an epilogue.