Arya
She hated parties at the Baratheons house. Everything was so fake and forced. She was only here at the New Year's party was for Myrcella. There was no other reason that she should be here. She had wanted to go to a party with the guys. They were going to play a gig and make some money for a change. Instead she found herself in another dress and heels and had her makeup on and her hair done. She decided to do things different and was in pink, not girly pink but high lighter pink.
She was standing to Myrcella on a balcony waiting for the fireworks to start. They were both given champagne from Robert Baratheon and shooed away before her parents found out.
"This stuff smells funny and the bubbles in it make my nose hurt when I smell it." Arya said as she sniffed the glass.
"It's more of a symbol then anything. We don't have to drink it." Myrcella said sadly. "I wish that I was with Aegon then these puffed up painted peacocks."
"I wish that I was with the guys."
"Guys? Don't you mean Gendry? He did want to take you out tonight." Myrcella asked.
"I would have. But he backed down. If he would not have given up so easily I know that my dad would have let me. But Gendry just gave up." Arya was getting angry and sad all at the same time.
"He didn't want to make me suffer I am sure." Myrcella said.
"God I wish that one of them would just have the balls to ask me out. Not on a date but to be their girlfriend. That would make things so easy. Then I would not have to choose and one of them would have showed that they have the balls to say "Hey I like you and want to be your boyfriend." But they have to be all "Let the girl pick." It is all so stupid." Arya was bitching and she knew it.
"Do you really want them to make your choice for you?" Myrcella could not make herself sound happy.
"Yes. I gave that choice to Jon, but he really didn't say anything to give me a choice. All he said was that if I wanted a long term go with Gendry, and for a short term go with Jaqen. That is not helpful." She sighed.
"Well he has a point. Jaqen is leaving in a little while. Long distance relationships don't last. Just date Gendry. You two are made for each other. Like Aegon and I are meant for each other." Myrcella gave a wistful sigh.
"You have it bad don't you?" Arya chuckled.
"We sort of did it. After your party. He took me to his place and we did it." Myrcella blushed.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Arya demanded.
"I was keeping it between us and we were keeping it in the bubble of happiness. I didn't want it to pop. It was amazing Arya. I have never felt so happy and care free before. Weightless and boneless and amazing." Myrcellas sad attitude was suddenly gone and she was something completely different.
"That good huh?" Arya chuckled and nudged her friend in the ribs.
"More then that good. It was the best thing ever." Myrcella smiled at her friend. "If you would just make a decision you would know what I am feeling. It is GREAT." She yelled as the first of the fireworks shot into the air.
The air filled with flowers of reds and greens. The two girls looked up and watched as the sparks came cascading down. The sound was deafening and they could not talk. They watched the show and rang in the New Year. Arya took a sip of the champagne and did not like the taste and dumped it over the railing. Myrcella followed suit with hers. They hugged and then started to text their friends that they couldn't be with Happy New Years.
Aryas phone started to buzz. It was from Gendry. She opened the message and all she could do was look at the text.
Arya I want you to go out with me. Not just on a date, but to be my girlfriend. So what do you think?-Gendry
Arya nudged Myrcella and showed her the phone. Myrcella gave her the thumbs up.
Then her phone was buzzing again with another text
I have liked you since I first saw you. I have wanted you to ask you out before, but I was to chicken. Will you please please say yes?
Arya giggled at the text and shook her head. She was so happy that one of them took the choice out of her hands, but now what was she going to do now? How was she going to tell Jaqen that she had picked Gendry? Or how was she going to stop having feelings for him? Well first thing first, she was going to tell Gendry yes.
Jon guess what? Gendry asked me out. I think that I am going to say yes to him. –Arya
That is good Little Wolf. If you want to leave I can take you away from here. This is a snore fest. We can take Myrcella too. –Jon
That would be great. I just have to make a text thanks for the help Jon. –Arya
"Hey Myrcella do you want to get out of here?" Arya asked.
"You know that I do, but that is not happening." Myrcella huffed. "How are we going to do this? Just walk out of here?"
"No. Jon said that he wanted to leave here too. He said that he would spring us." Arya told her friend her eyes on her phone sending Gendry a text message.
God it took you long enough to ask me. I accept. I really do. I have some good news. Myrcella, Jon and I are splitting from this shitty party and are coming to your gig. –Arya.
That is so great. I will see you then. Would you sock me if I called you my girlfriend? –Gendry
Girlfriend is fine, but other pet names will have to be approved. –Arya
How about Sweet Lips or Sexy Bod Girl? –Gendry
I am going to sock you. That is a big fat hell no. –Arya
We will talk about this later. I have to go get back on stage. Beric is going to have a fit when he hears that another one of his band members has a girlfriend. –Gendry
Play great. I will see you soon. –Arya
Arya and Myrcella walked down the stairs and went to where Jon was waiting for them. Arya hated Myrcellas house. It was so easy to get lost here.
"Your knight in shining armor is here to rescue you poor maidens. Come on, your pumpkin awaits you." Jon swung his arms out and gave the girls a bow.
"Let's get out of here you big lug. I have a boyfriend to meet." Myrcella said dragging Jon and Arya to the door. "And so does Arya."
"You did good Little Wolf. I liked him the best, even if he wouldn't tell me what your two are doing with that project that I know has to do with me." Jon raised his hand to ruffle her hair.
"Jon Stark if you touch my hair I will break your arm." She growled.
Gendry
He was over the moon. He had asked Arya out and she had said yes. After Aegon had showed him a text from Myrcella saying that Arya wanted to take the bull by the horns and grow a pair and ask her out, he knew that he had to do it first. So he did. Now she was on her way to the gig and he was so happy he was playing like he had never played before.
His fingers flew over the strings of the guitar. He was in the zone and he was going to play like he was the best he ever could.
They had played six songs when he saw a hot pink dress and he knew that Arya was there. He smiled and continued to play. He watched as she made her way up to the stage and stand right in front of him. She was smiling and swaying to the music. He was so pumped up that she was there as his girlfriend.
Beric signaled that the next song was going to be the last song. The crowed sounded disappointed and startred yelling for more. More from the band. He knew that under normal circumstances he would have wanted to play more, but not tonight. He just wanted to get off the stage and see Arya.
They played and rocked and made the crowd yell for more. Beric looked at his band mates and wanted to play one more song. But the looks on Aegon and Gendrys faces stopped him.
"Thank you guys. You have been great. The Guys and I want you thank you! Good night!" Beric said into the mick and they put down their equipment and Aegon and Gendry rushed off the stage and over to the girls. Gendry had total tunnel vision. He didn't see Jon standing beside Arya. He just picked her up off the ground and crushed his lips to hers. He couldn't stop himself, he let his hands roam over her body and his tongue entered her mouth.
There was a tap on his shoulder. He ignored it and continued to make out with his new girlfriend. There was another tap in his shoulder.
"Grendy, earth to Gendry. If you do not stop kissing my little sister like that I will be forced to rip your arms out of their sockets and beat you to death with them." A soft smooth voice said in his ear.
He pulled his mouth away from the kiss and dropped his arms from Arya. He didn't wasn't to stop but he knew that Jon would do what he said. He was more frightened of Jon then he was turned on by Arya.
"That's more like it. Now as long as I am here you will do nothing but hold her hand." Jon looked over at Gendry.
"Jon that is enough of that. I have walked in on you doing more then kissing one of your girlfriends through the years. I do not think that you have any right to tell my boyfriend that he can't kiss me." Arya bristled.
"Its okay Arya. I don't think that I want to die." Gendry said. Jon just laughed.
They had a good time for the rest of the party. Jon had told the Starks that he was with the girls so they got to stay out till past curfew and they went home at two then one. Arya and Gendry sat in a corner and talked for most of the night. They had more in common then they knew. He was telling her a funny story about when he first met Myrcella and her brother. She told him about the time that Bran had gotten his foot stuck in a tub of oil when he had come to watch their brothers work on cars. He was having a good time talking to her, just talking. Then it was time for him to go.
"Arya I am so happy that you said yes." He said as she stood there looking up at him.
"I am happy that you asked. Everyone said that I should pick you. But I wanted someone to pick me first." She whispered looking at the logo on his chest.
"Gods Arya I wanted you from the moment that I saw you. And you look amazing in this dress. Almost as good as the first time that I saw you. And I was fighting for you." He said tilting her face up.
"Well I couldn't tell. I have to tell Jaqen. I want to do it in person. Don't get mad okay?" She demanded.
"Well if you go I want you to either have me there or Jon. There is no way that I can just let you go see him alone." Gendry told her trying not to let his dander stand up.
"Fine I will take Jon. Happy now. Do not get so defensive. I am sure that things will be fine. We are just friends Gendry. From now on." She grabbed his face and gave him a kiss to prove that she was his girl. "I picked you Gendry, don't feel so insecure."
"It is hard not to feel that way when you look that good." He said as he kissed her neck.
"That's it you two. I have to get my little sister home and it looks like you need a shower, a very cold shower Gendry." Jon said as he scowled at the two of them.
"Yes sir brother." Arya said as she got in the car.
"You take care of my sister Gendry. And we are going to stay in touch. I think that we are on the way to having a good friendship here." Jon stuck out his hand and Gendry took it and they shook hands.
"Alright Jon. Since you already have my number from Aryas phone you can use it anytime." Gendry told Jon.
Sansa
Joffery was acting like a different person since he had received the cufflinks. He was not as handsy or as slobbery as he usually was when he kissed her. On one occasion they had made out and she had not wanted to vomit afterwards. He was being sweet and nice. She wondered if he had a tumor in his brain that was causing him to change his behavior.
They had been having a relatively good time at the party that night. She had worn the jewels that Joffery had given to her, like she said she would. She knew that she looked good. She had spent all day at the salon that they had given her a treatment that was fit for a queen.
"God Sansa you are the most beautiful thing I have seen in my life." Joffery had said when he had first seen her. "Look here I have on your cufflinks on."
He showed her the cuff links and she smiled at him.
"They look great Joffery. I am so glad that you like them." She said. "Who all is here?"
She looked around at the party for the one person that she had wanted to see.
"The football team is all here. They are all at the pool house. We have a different kind of party going on there. Come on lets go. We just have to be back to the main house by the fireworks." Joffery took her hand and pulled her to the other party.
Sansa went with them and they entered the pool area. She was hailed by many of the kids that she went to school with. Margaery came rushing to her side. She took her away from Jofferys side and to her surprise she let her be lead away from him.
"Margaery what are you doing?" Sansa asked as she dragged her behind a tree away from the view of the party.
"I think that you should hear this from me. Joffery has been saying that he is only with you to have sex with you. I don't trust him. I want you to be safe." Margery said in a hushed voice.
"He is not going to get that. I think that I would rather die then let that happen." Sansa said. "And I don't think that he would do that. He has been acting differently since Christmas. I think he really likes me Margaery. Either that or he is getting sick and has a tumor." Sansa tried to laugh but Margaery was not amused.
"Just watch yourself. You are to nice of a person to have things like this happen to." Margaery said in a comforting voice.
"I have to get back. I want to talk to some of the girls on the squad." Sansa started to turn away and Margaery followed.
"They want to make you co-captain. The coach thinks that you have a real talent for keeping us all on point. We think with you and me we could do well in the competition circuit this year." Margaery was all bubbly and happy again.
"That would be amazing. I really miss having a squad as a captain. Don't get me wrong I love being on the team, but I love being a captain." Sansa blushed and they laughed as they walked back to the party.
They mingled and talked with the girls. She was very happy seeing these girls. She didn't feel as much of a connection as she had with the girls from her squad back home, but they were good girls. Sort of stupid, but they were peppy and they could cheer well together.
"Sansa we are so happy that you came to Kings Landing. We have a chance to really do something with the squad. If you want to run for Prom Queen I will totally help you. But I think you might need to find someone different to be your King then Joffery. I mean he is rich, good looking and popular, but he is really weird." A girl named Jeyne gushed.
"Thank you Jeyne. I really appreciate that. Excuse me I have to get another water."
"You don't want a drink?" Jeyne asked shocked.
"No I don't drink. My family isn't really into drinking." Sansa said walking over to a get some water.
She was reaching for a bottle of water and her hand bumped into another larger hand. She looked up and saw Sandor standing beside her. She felt a smile light up her face and she just looked at him. She knew that she should have removed her hand, but it felt so right resting on his. He was the one that pulled away first.
"You look well tonight Sansa." He said in his gruff voice.
"Thank you. You look well also. Here, you were reaching for the water." She tried to hand the water to him but he gave it back to her.
"You got it first. You keep it." He leaned down and reached for another one.
"So is there an expiration date on the observatory? I do not think I will be able to use them for a while."
"There isn't." He opened the water and took a sip of it.
"Oh. Okay. How do you like the book?" Sansa was anxious to know if he liked what she had gotten for him.
"Yes. It was one that I do not have." He said not looking at her.
She was confused because he was not looking at her as they talked. Then she had a flash back to the drunk dial that he made. He had called her a little vixen and in a way admitted that he liked her. Hell she had called Joffery a douche bag. He had to have feelings for her. She had to break things off with Joffery. If what Margaery said was true and he was only with her for sex then she should be with someone that liked her.
"Sandor if I ask you something would you tell me the truth?" She asked.
"If I can. What is it?"
"Is Joffery only dating me for sex?" Her voice was small and timid.
Sandor choked on the water that he was drinking and started to cough. She just tried to pat on his back, but she was not tall enough to effectively pat his back.
"Okay, okay that is enough." He wheezed as he stood up. "I do not think that I will be able to answer that. He likes you, you really made him happy with those cufflinks."
"So he doesn't just want me for sex?" She was happy that Joffery wanted more then just her body.
"I can't answer that. Look Sansa we are friends and I like you, but I can't tell you what you want to know." He looked uncomfortable.
"Right. I will have to ask him that right?" She looked up at him and tried to read his face.
"That is up to you Sansa. There are things that should not be asked if you do not want to know the answer to." He said.
He walked away and left her standing by the coolers. He was so confusing and he was not giving her anything to go off of. Did he like her, or did he want her to stay with Joffery?
Sansa walked over to Joffery and she was surprised to see that he had a soda can in his hand. He didn't appear to be drinking and she found that she was pleased. She stayed by his side and he was not as crude as he usually was. He was telling a joke and everyone was laughing. Then he checked his watch.
"We had better get back to the main house. It is almost time for the fireworks." Joffery took Sansa by the elbow and they stood with the group under the balcony. He was kind and sweet and when she started to shiver he took his jacket off and draped it around her shoulders.
"Thank you Joffery." She wanted to ask him if he was only dating her for sex, which they had not had.
"Anything for you Sansa. I just want to keep you happy." He slid his arm around her shoulders.
The people on the grounds were counting down to the New Year and they were counting along. When the clock chimed midnight he kissed her in a fast hurried way. Margaery was there pulling Sansa away from him and hugging her. She was then assaulted by the rest of the cheerleaders. Then she came face to face with Sandor. He looked at her and she looked back at Joffery. Margaery was hugging him. Sansa decided to risk it. She stood up on her toes and kissed him on his lips. It was quick and light, but it sent a shock through her all the way to her toes. Jofferys kisses never made her feel like that.
As her lips were touching Sandor she heard Jeyne scream and Joffery start yelling. She pulled away from Sandor and took her hand off the scarred part of his face and looked over at the commotion. Someone on the balcony had dumped something over the edge. Jayne and Joffery were dripping wet. It was if someone had turned a faucet on them.
"What the hell." Joffery yelled looking up to see who had done that to him. Sansa walked over to him.
"Joffery are you okay?" She asked trying to wipe the liquid off his face.
"Get away from me you stupid bitch." He snapped, pushing her away from him hard enough for her to fall to the ground.
She landed hard on her side and she hit her arm on a flower pot. She heard a snap and she felt eyes well up with tears.
"Oh gods Sansa are you okay?" Margaery said.
"My arm really hurts. I think it is broken." She cradled it to her body and she started to cry.
"Sandor! Can you help me get Sansa to her parents?" Margaery asked.
Sandor came over to where Sansa was sitting on the ground. He gingerly helped her up from the ground. He put her body next to his. He was shielding her from the group of people that were flocking around to see what was happening. They moved away from the group of people and to where he parents were.
"Mr. Stark, there has been an accident. Sansa fell and her arm was hurt." Margaery said as soon as she got to where they were standing.
"Sansa, are you hurt?" Ned turned and looked at his daughter.
"I think that my arm is broken daddy. It hurts really badly." She sobbed and nestled closer into Sandor.
"What happened?" Ned demanded looking up at Sandor.
"Something was spilt on Joffery and Sansa went to see if he was okay, he pushed her and she fell to the ground. She landed on a flower pot and hit her arm with all her weight behind it." Sandor told Ned.
"Come on dear, let's get you to the hospital and get you checked out." Ned tried to take Sansa away from Sandor, but she clung to him.
"Can Sandor come with? I feel wobbly and don't think I can walk. You need to find mom and Robb and let them know. Sandor could you drive us? That way mom and the rest won't be stranded here." Sansa looked between her father and Sandor.
"I see no problem with that. Sandor is that alright with you?" Ned looked Sandor in the eye to gage his answer.
"No sir that is no problem. I would have insisted that I come along. I think that it will be a long night and I can work with Sansa on our chemistry project." Sandor said.
"Oh just what I need. More pain piled up on my arm." She said between tears.
Bran
Bran had conned his way out of going to the New Year's party at the Baratheon party. He had told his mother that he had a splitting headache, which was true, so he did not have to go to the party. But instead of staying bed like he had told her he was going to do he was in his back yard with Jojen and Meera under his favorite tree. He had invited them over so they could talk about the increasing "episodes" as he called them and visions as the Reeds called them.
"So you have headaches now? It there sensitivity to light as well?" Jojen asked him.
"Yeah. How do I get it to stop? I do not want this anymore." Bran said with a cool compress on his head.
"You can't get it to stop buddy. You just going to let things happen the way that they happen." Jojen replied as he sipped his ginger ale.
Bran sat in the Christmas lights that his mother had put up on all the trees in the yard. She was a little fanatical about lights. They were also on every plant in the house as well.
"So how do I cope with this then? I just want it to go away. The headaches are killing me." Bran held his head and moaned in discomfort.
"Jojen has found one thing that made the headaches go away. But you might not like it." Meera said in a sheepish voice.
"What is it? I will try anything. Is it some kind of pill or something?" Bran asked in desperation.
"We have found that the only thing that works for Jojen is pot. He smokes pot and it the headaches go away and so do the visions." Meera said to Bran to gauge his reaction.
"Pot as in marijuana? Isn't that illegal?" Bran was struck dumb.
"It is not if you have a medical card." Jojen piped up. "This is the West Coast. We do tend to be progressive here."
"I know that. We have them where I grew up too." Bran snapped. He was getting irritated.
Just when he was thinking that these people were normal, they did something to throw them for a loop. Jojen smoked pot and had visions. Meera acted like a protector and a mother duck. But they were the only people at Kings Landing that were not intimidated by his brain or thought that he was a freak for being so smart. Why couldn't he have met normal people?
"It really helps?" Bran was skeptical, like always when it came to everything that the Reeds said.
"Yes." Jojen was so sure of what he was saying that Bran believed him. "I have some here with me if you want to try it." Jojen pulled a little baggie out of his pocket and showed it to Bran.
"Are you sure that it will make my head stop pounding?" His headache was getting worse and he felt another nose bleed coming up. And when he had a nose bleed he always had an episode.
"It might work for you. It works for me." Jojen proceeded to make a marijuana cigarette and lit it, taking a puff off of it himself before handing it to Bran.
Bran took the joint and took a puff off it. He had read a book on the proper way to inhale, but he soon realized that reading it and doing it were two different things. He started to cough uncontrollably.
"Is there another way to do this? Like can't I eat it or something?" Bran coughed out.
"Sure there is. Here I have a cookie, I don't always like to smoke. The smell is over powering." Jojen reached into his backpack and gave Bran an oatmeal cookie.
Bran took a bite. He was already feeling better. He figured that he didn't do the smoking completely wrong, and then he realized that Jojen was still smoking and blowing the smoke in Brans direction. For the first time in weeks his head was not pounding. There was still pressure behind his eye, but the pounding had gone.
"I feel a little better. Thanks. How long will this last?" He lay back on the yard chair he was sitting on. The lights on the trees started to dance before him.
"Depends. Since this is your first time it could last for a while. Just go with it Bran. You don't have to question everything." Meera said as she stood up from her place up wind of the boys and walked over to Bran. She looked him in the eye and placed her hand on his face. He nuzzled into it like a cat does when they are with their owner. "Bran has left the building." She chuckled and went back to her place up wind.
When she had been standing before him, Bran could have sworn that she was surrounded by lights that danced around her like fairies. Then he looked over at the trees and they were performing Swan Lake. He had never seen anything so outrageous in his entire life and started laughing. It started out as a giggle then he was doubled over with his head between his knees laughing so hard he could not breathe.
"Bran, Bran are you okay? What is so funny Bran?" Meera was beside him again shaking his shoulders.
"The trees. They are doing ballet." He fell back on to the lounge chair and continued laughing.
Jojen stopped looking up at the stars and looked over at the trees. "Oh my god Bran you are right. They are on their toes!" He started to snort and this set both boys over the edge once again.
"You two are the worst. I thought that one idiot was bad, but two it a nightmare. I am going to be right over there reading. Let me know what is going on sometimes. But for the most part keep things to yourselves." Meera stalked away in a bad mood.
"What is wrong with her?" Bran asked after he had mild control of himself.
"She is mad because she can't use pot. One of us has to be the responsible ones. Thank the gods I am the younger brother. It would suck being the oldest." Jojen fell into the giggles again and Bran followed.
Sandor
He sat in an ER room cubical with Ned Stark as Sansa went to get her arm x-rayed. He sat there in a strange silence as he looked in back issues of People Magazine.
"Did he mean to hurt her?" Ned finally asked.
"I do not thing so sir. I think that it was just an accident." Sandor said.
"You do not have to lie for him. If he did intentionally hurt her I won't do anything to him, his mother would probably kill me. But I would like to know the truth." Ned's voice was quiet and sounded deadly.
"Something spilled on him, she went to see and then he had a freak out and pushed her. I don't think that he even realized he had done anything to hurt her. When he gets angry he gets tunnel vision. It happens to him all the time." Sandor told Ned.
"Is he violent?" Ned demanded.
"I don't really feel comfortable with this sir. I mean no offence sir, but I do not like to gossip." Sandor looked him in the eye as he said what he needed to say. He really did not want to talk about Joffery wit Ned Stark. He would tell more then he should.
"I understand Sandor. Thank you for being so honest with me. And I want you to know that I appreciate how kind you have been to my daughter." Ned said turning back to the magazine.
Sansa was wheeled back into the room by the nurse. She looked like she was in less pain. Sandor suspected that the pain medication that they had given her an hour before while they were waiting had finally kicked in.
"How bad is it? Is her arm broken?" Ned asked the nurse as she helped Sansa onto the bed to relax. Sansa was pale and unsteady on her feet.
"The doctor will be in shortly to talk with you. I am sorry that I have no real information for you Mr. Stark." The nurse said as she tucked Sansa in and hooked the IV bag onto the poll by the bed.
"When did she get the IV?" Sandor asked. He knew that he was just there as their ride, but he couldn't help himself.
"She checked out as dehydrated and I put one in when we were waiting for the x-ray. I also had to give her an anti-nausea med. That with the combination of the pain pill will cause her to be a little loopy." The nurse advised to them.
Sandor looked over to Sansa on the bed. She looked like she was on deaths door and was going to die at any moment. He was so very concerned for her that he would he would sit there with her father in an uncomfortable silence for hours as long as he got to make sure that she was alright.
"Is the doctor out here?" Ned asked the nurse started to leave.
"Yes Mr. Stark. But he should be in in a little while if you want to wait." The nurse said with her hand on the door to the room.
"There are things that I want to talk to him about in privet." Ned said in a tone of voice that let everyone know that he was not to be argued with.
He walked out of the room with the nurse. Sandor looked back at the bed and Sansa had her eyes opened and was looking at him. She opened her hand and motioned for him to come closer to her. He got up and walked over to her and sat on a chair by the bed. She took his hand and smiled at him.
"I am so happy that you are here Sandor. You are making me feel so much better." She had a slight slur to her speech.
"I am happy to be here making sure you are okay." He stroked his thumb across her knuckles. He realized what he was doing was not supposed to be his job, but he couldn't help it.
"Climb onto the bed and hold me." She gave him that little vixen smile of hers that left him weak in the knees.
"I don't think that that would be appropriate. So you are just going to have to settle for me holding your hand here." He smiled at her and reached over and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"I am the most stupidest person in the world. Do you know that?" She giggled as she asked.
"You are not stupid. You are in pain and in the hospital." He tried to sooth her.
"No I am stupid. I am wasting my time and I should not be wasting it." She shook her head from side to side.
"That is enough of that Sansa. No more talk like that." He told her.
"Okay Sandor whatever you say." She clung to his hand tighter and closed her eyes.
Ned walked in with the doctor beside him.
"Well Miss Stark you do indeed have a small break in your arm. The nurse will be in shortly to help set and put the cast on it." The doctor smiled at her.
"Is it going to hurt? Sandor will you still hold my hand when they put the cast on?" She looked over at Sandor with eyes the size of saucers.
"If it is what you want I will." He reassured her.
Sansa nodded her head repeatedly. The nurse came in and with the equipment to make the cast. She doctor walked out and returned with a medication bottle and a syringe and administered some more pain medication to the IV.
"This is for the pain." He said looking down at Sansa. She gave him a watery smile.
The nurse and the doctor went about realigning her broken arm and putting her in a cast. They made it a red one, like she had asked for. Sandor knew that it was so it would match her car. She tried to hold still like the doctor had told her to do, but she kept squeezing Sandors hand tighter as they continued to work. He looked over at her father and saw a strange look on his face. He looked back to Sansa when she hissed in pain.
"Now all we have to do is wait for it to dry and you are free to go. I am going to give you some pain medication for the discomfort." The doctor said removing his gloves. "I will give you some information about the pain meds and the side effects as well as something about how to care for a cast."
"We have had plenty of children with broken bones. My older sons had quite a few injuries playing sports." Ned laughed as he walked out of the room with the doctor.
"I am going to live Sandor. I am not going to die!" Sansa said in a blissfully happy voice.
"You were never going to die Sansa. It was just a broken arm." Sandor chuckled again. "You are saying the funniest things right now Sansa. It must be the meds that they gave you. How are you feeling?"
"I feel sleepy. Will you carry me to the car when we leave?" She gave him pleading puppy dog eyes.
"You will have to go in the wheelchair out of the hospital dear. Hospital policy. But if I had a choice I would want my strapping boyfriend to carry me out as well." The nurse whispered to Sansa in a conspiratorial way, but not quite enough for Sandor not to hear.
"He is strapping isn't he?" Sansa looked over at Sandor. "He is very good looking. I wish that he was my boyfriend. But the boy I am dating is the one who broke my arm. He did it on accident. But Sandor here saved me." She told the nurse and Sandors face heated into a blush.
The nurse excused herself from the room after Sansas little speech saying that she had to give the doctor some new information.
"I think I need to close my eyes. But don't let go of my hand. If you will let go of my hand I will float away." She trailed off and fell asleep. She made soft little snoring sounds.
Sandor was watching her sleep when Ned walked back in with the nurse and the wheelchair.
"Okay it is time to…" Ned trailed off as he saw his sleeping daughter. "The nurse is going to take the IV out and we can go. Two hours here is enough time." Ned had dropped his voice so not to disturb his sleeping daughter. He walked over to Sandor and gave him a quick squeeze on the shoulder. "Thank you for taking care of my daughter. You seem to be giving her some comfort."
"It is not a problem sir. Sansa is my friend. I will always be there for my friends when they need something." He said still holding Sansas hand.