Leaving The North

by LottieDot

The Starks, well some of them, are leaving the North. Sansa, Arya and Bran all have mixed feelings on the families move. They all have different ideas, goals, dreams and desires to achieve associated with the move. What will happen, who will they meet? How will High School in the South differ from the North? Romance, trouble and drama sure to come. Modern AU. I'm editing enjoy.

23. Chapter 23

-I need a name for the guys' band. I have no idea what to call them that has not been used in other peoples stories and I so do not want to steal someone's names. Any suggestions would be welcome. I would really love it if someone could help me out. Thanks so much.

Bran

Bran was back at the doctor's office. He was sitting in the waiting room waiting for the MRI to scan his brain. He was not completely happy to back at Dr. Baelish's clinic, but he was here. His mother was wringing her hands and her eyes were shifting from side to side. Bran flipped thru the pages of back issues of magazines and stupid things seeped into his memory. He learned that a strawberry was the only fruit that had seeds on the outside and that bees are born fully grown.

"Bran glad that you came back!" Doctor Baelish said as he walked out into the waiting room. His eyes were not on Bran but his mother.

The doctor continued to disgust and angers him with his attitude and the attention that he was showering on his mother was going to make him kill this sad little doctor. He was lead from the waiting room to the scanner. The doctor was chattering the whole time and would not shut up. His mother was waiting the attention up and at least she was distracted.

Bran was handed one of those hospital gown that are opened in the back. He was instructed to take everything off and slip into the gown. He changed behind the screen and then walked out into the cold room.

"Very good Bran. Sorry about the chill. You took all the metal off your body? Yes good. Now the tech is going to help you up onto the bed of the machine. Now I want you to be very still. Then we are going to take you to another room and do another similar test, but we are going to take different pictures of you. Are you ready?" Baelish asked.

He didn't wait for the answer. He just watched as Bran was placed on the bed and he was moved into the machine. Bran heard whirling and banging and other mechanical sounds. He was cold and uncomfortable and his butt was hanging out of a dress.

It felt like forever, laying there stretched out on the bed. He could not move and there was a horrible itch on his leg. Finally it was over. Bran was allowed to sit up. His head swam and he was feeling dizzy from inactivity and from being in the prone position for such an extended period of time.

His mother was still having her ear chatted off by the doctor when they led Bran to the net machine. The process was repeated. He was shuffled into another cold room and placed on another slab and told to lie still while pictures of his insides were taken. He was over joyed when the tech took pity on him and turned on some music. So the half an hour it took to do the scan was not as unbearable as it was the first time around.

His mother busted into the room looking relieved to see him. The slimy doctor followed her still talking. She gave Bran back his clothing and he changed behind a screen.

"Now we won't know what the scans say until Monday. But as soon as I know what they say I will call you with the news. Do not fear my dear Catelyn. I will get to the bottom of what is wrong with your dear boy." Petyr Baelish said holding onto Catelyn's hand, trying to reassure her, but only ending up sounding slimy.

"Thank you so much Petyr. Ned and I are so grateful for all that you are doing for us. And Bran. He thanks you as well. Isn't that right Bran?" Catelyn turned to her son.

"Yes. Thank you Doctor for your help. I would like to say that the medicine that you gave me to help with the headaches is not working. And I still have been getting the nose bleeds." Bran confesses.

Baelish looked at Bran for a long moment then said, "We won't be able to find the proper medication to help the headaches. Sorry kiddo but you are just going to have to tough it out, for lack of a better term, until we know what is going on."

"Okay. Is that all fir the day?" Bran asked.

"Yes, this is all we can today. You can go home now. Stop by the reception area and make an appointment to see the psychologist. If there is something going on with you it will be important to have psychological help along the way." Dr. Baelish said looking between Bran and Catelyn.

"Thank you doctor. For the help and advice. We will make the appointment. Good bye Doctor Baelish." Catelyn shook his hand and walked out to reception with Bran in tow.

"We need to make an appointment to have Bran Stark see one of the councilors. The doctor said that you would be able to make us an appointment for us?" Catelyn asked the receptionist.

"Yes I can. Do you have a preference on which you see?" The girl asked typing into the computer super-fast.

"Whoever is available? The earlier the better." Bran told the girl.

She looked at the screen and then wrote the information down on a card and slid it across the desk to Catelyn. She took it and placed it in her bag. Bran felt a little annoyed that she was treating as if he was a child and not giving him the card. It was his appointment after all. For all he knew his mother would insist on sitting in on the appointment with the shrink. That was just what he needed, his mommy there to make sure that her baby was okay. It irritated him to no end that she treated him that way.

Out in the car neither said anything to each other. He knew that his mother was worrying about him, thinking of all the worst case senerios. The only one that he could think of was that whatever was going on with him could kill him. If there was a tumor in his brain they could get it out. He had read enough that sort of thing to know what could happen. With the advances and the new knowledge that doctors had now he was sure that things would work out in the end if it was in fact a tumor in his brain. He just hoped his mother realized this before she drove him crazy with all her fussing and sighing and scared glances.

Jaqen

His plan was failing. He had lost her for sure now. He had watched them all during the week at school and he knew that things had changed between them when they were together on Friday. They were touching and smiling and looking at each other. They were happy. He was angry. There was a rage bubbling in him that was causing him to burn. He had never lost anything in his life and he had to admit that he had lost Arya.

He had decided to follow them on Saturday. They went to a bookstore and had coffee. And laughed and touched. They went to the park and he pushed her on a swing and laughed and touched. They went to dinner at a sushi place and he watched as they gave each other bites. And they touched and laughed.

Every touch and every laugh made his fist clench. His pulse race and his rage turn into a rolling boil. He did like her, he knew that. But he had liked girls before and had never reacted this way. He had just never lost a girl to someone that was so below him. Gendry Waters was not on his level. Jaqen was in his prime. He was spectacular and Arya was as well. She deserved to be with someone on her level.

But he knew that he had lost her. He had not done enough to win her, to keep her. He did not like what he was feeling. He felt like there was something dark driving him to distraction. He knew that it was Arya, the loss of her or the loss of the idea of her. Jaqen was worried that these feelings were going to take him down a dark path. A path that he was frightened of because he knew that whatever happened he would not stop until he got what he wanted.

Jaqen was acting crazy following them to the night club that Gendry's band was playing at. He sat in his car as the rain pelted against the windshield. He watched as Gendry held an umbrella over Aryas head. They were laughing and touching and he was livid. He should be the one with the umbrella. He should be the one holding her elbow and joking with Arya.

His hands wrung out the steering wheel thinking of a certain person's neck that he wanted to be strangling. The band was not going to be playing for another hour, so he just sat there in the car with the rain drumming on the canvas of the cover of his jeep. It kept in rhythm with the pounding of his heart and furry that he was trying to contain.

When they were finally letting people into the club he blended into the crowd. He stood in line with the rain pelting down on him. He paid for his ticket and walked in. He went to the bar and ordered a drink. The bartended didn't check for ID. He took the shot of whiskey and signaled for another and asked for a cola. He scanned the crowd and looked for Arya. He found her and watched her face blossom with lust and happiness as Gendry walked out on stage with the rest of his band.

They were not that bad, but he couldn't bring himself to like them. His anger and hatred for Gendry was over shadowing his appreciation for the music. He watched as Arya stood and sang at the front of the stage with the blond Baratheon girl. She was glowing and happy and beautiful. It was easy to know why he loved her. She threw off energy and magic with every wave of her head and swish of her hips. He knew that he was in love. She was the reason that he breathed in and out. Arya was the reason that he was painting. He watched as she swayed and moved to the beat of the music and felt possessed. He took the second shot and moved into the crowd to be closer to Arya but not close enough for her to see him.

He stood there surrounded by people feeling the crush of their bodies against his and he felt nothing. She was saying something to the blond girl and she nodded her head. Arya slithered into the crows to the bar. He moved so that she would have to brush against him and he felt. He felt her and she didn't even see him. She didn't even feel him.

He had lost her and that moment had just proved it. Arya Stark does not want him, she did not love him and he felt sick. His eyes swung up to the stage and he glared up at Gendry. He lifted his eyes and met Jaqens in the multitude of people. His outrage flared anew when he saw that stupid fucking Bull smile at him. Gendry knew that he had won and was showing Jaqen that he had. That was it the last straw. He was going to get even if it was the last thing that Jaqen did.

Sandor

Sandor had been conflicted and guilty for the last two days. He should not have allowed Sansa to get that close to him. He had enjoyed kissing her. He had loved the way that she felt the way that she had tasted. He had a growing need to have more of her with every breath that he took. Classes on Friday were almost unbearable. She had been so close and so tantalizing. When they were sitting there in class next to one another he had been in agony. Her sent wafted around her, swirling around him with every move that she made.

She had asked him if they were still going to go to the lecture on Sunday together. He had told her that they still could if she wanted to. It would be fun he had said. He felt like it was a bit like torture to agree to that, but he would rather stand to close to the sun then be banished from its warm glow.

His guilt had doubled on Friday when he got a call from Joffery telling him that he was going to take Sansa out to Highgarden for dinner on Saturday. He was going to take her out to celebrate the first day that they had met. It was so romantic that Sandor was going to be sick.

So on Saturday he had taken Gendrys offer to come watch his show. It was a great set. They played awesome. Arya and Myrcella saw him and pulled him up to the front of the stage to stand with them. He was really enjoying himself. The two girls were treating him like a friend and not as a freak or someone that they had to be with. When the band took a break Arya and Myrcella pulled him backstage to chat with the guys.

"Hey Sandor! Glad that you could make it. We don't see you out without Joffery much." Beric shouted when he saw his tall hulking form lumber to the back stage access area.

"I needed to get out." He said simply.

"I would say that you need to get out. I haven't seen you out in a long time. Have you been mooning over a certain redhead?" Thoros asked with wicked glint in his eye.

"Sort of." Sandor grumbled shifting his feet. He was uncomfortable with the way the line of questioning was going. He shot a glance over at Arya to see what her reaction was.

"Don't worry. She didn't hear. She and Gendry are off in lala land." Hot Pie said pointing out the obvious.

"Yeah. They seem to be in a cocoon of love over there." Thoros smiled at the love birds.

"Gendry should know better then to be acting like this when we are on a job." Beric bitched. Sandor looked at Hot Pie and Thoros. They both rolled their eyes. It seemed that they had heard the same thing before.

"Give it a rest will you?" Thoros whined.

Sandor walked away from the three bickering band mates and started edging for the door.

"Sandor do you have plans for spring break?" Gendrys voice rang out right as he had his hand on the door knob.

"I don't have any plans. You?" Sandor asked as he sighed and turned back to the room.

"Well Arya here was telling me about her brothers wanting to have us play for them at a party. We all were going to make a road trip up there. Jon's birthday is during our spring break and it would be the perfect time to bring him the car that we have been working on. Want to come?" Gendry smiled at him with his arm slung around Aryas waist.

"I would have to think about that. I will let you know." Sandor said.

"Oh come on Sandor, it will be fun. I think you need some fun in your life, don't you?" Aegon asked.

Sandor knew that they were just being friendly and were trying to include him, and it was nice to know that they were trying to be his friends.

"What the hell. Send me the info and I will come with you." He said. "Thank god it won't be for a while. March is a long way off."

"Maybe I can get Sansa to come too. Her car gets great gas mileage so we could use that for some of us." Arya said thinking about the logistics of the trip and calculating things already.

That was just what Sandor wanted. To be stuck with Sansa and her sister and the guys for a week and have no way to escape the vixen. But he had already said that he would go, and he did not back out when he said that he would do something.

"As long as I don't have to try to squeeze into that tiny car I am okay with it." Sandor said with a laugh.

Myrcella just looked at him with this measuring look on her face then asked, "Have you tried to fit in it?"

"Yes. Once. I got stuck." He confessed. The rest of the room erupted in laughter at the imagined visual of the extra tall Sandor getting into the extra small Mini. "I am so glad that I could give you all something to laugh about."

"Are you sure you would not do it again? I'd pay you. I have twenty bucks right here." Aegon whipped out a bill and waved it around in Sandors face. The room started laughing again, Sandor included.

"Ask me when we have the trip." Sandor said all smiles.

Sansa

She was such a bad person! She had made out with her boyfriend's best friend. And she had enjoyed it! It had been like summer and ice cream and heaven all rolled into one thing. But when the next day came around she could not bring herself to break to off with Joffery. He had changed. There was something kind about him that had not been there before. They still had their date Saturday evening, so she had decided to go on it and then and then break things off with him.

She got ready Saturday night and took time and care on her hair and makeup. She found a dress that looked good on her and would keep her warm as well as make her look good. She had on a green wool dress that was slightly scratchy but thanks to a slip she was able to keep the sensitive parts of her body protected.

It was raining out and she was glad for the warmer things that she was used to wearing up North. Her trench coat was over her arm as she waited for Joffery to come collect her for their date. Sansa was pacing back and forward in the entry way waiting. He came to the house precisely at six p.m. and knocked on the door. She answered it smiling and Joffery stood there with a bouquet of yellow lilies and red roses.

"I saw these when I was coming to get you and I knew that you had to have them for you. They reminded me of you." He said handing her the flowers.

"Thank you Joffery these are beautiful." She took the flowers and placed them on a table knowing that her mother would put them in water for her.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked smiling at her.

"Yes. Let me just put on my coat." She slipped her coat on and then they walked out of the door hand in hand.

They were in the car driving to the restaurant. All was good. Joffery was talking about things that she was interested in. He even asked about going with her to the animal shelter the next time that she went. He was being funny and charming and it was not the first time that she thought that he was on some kind of medicine.

Margaery was even noticing a change in Joffery. Her best girl friend here was now seeing her boyfriend in a new light. If Margaery took a liking to Joffery then things would not be that bad for her. If she broke things off with Joffery and he stayed nice and sweet then Margaery could be there and sooth poor Jofferys broken heart. That would make things so nice and convenient. That way she would not feel guilty for wanting to date Sandor.

They arrived at Highgarden and were ushered out of the car. The valet had umbrellas so they would not get wet as they walked to the door. She was impressed at the grandeur and magnificence of the place. It was like no place that she had ever been to. She was flabbergasted and in shock at the speed in which they were seated. They knew Joffery by name and took them to a table that over looked the ocean. She looked out on the stormy sea and smiled. It reminded her slightly of home. Wild and untamed like the North.

"What are you smiling about?" Joffery asked.

"Nothing. Everything. Highgarden is amazing. The view reminds me of the North. I do miss home." She confessed with a touch of sadness in her voice.

"Then we should take a trip there soon. I would love to see where you grew up. Do you know what you want?"

"Not yet. Everything looks so good. I think that the wilted spinach salad looks good. I might start with that. What about you?" She looked up from her menu.

"I will be getting the crab stuffed shrimp, followed by the beef Wellington and for desert a chocolate soufflé. I recommend for you the salad, that works and then for the main the lobster and mac and cheese. That is delicious and then for desert I think that you should have the lemon marring pie." Joffery said looking at the menu.

"That sounds great. I will have that. Thank you for the suggestion."

"You are welcome. You like Macaroni and cheese right? I remember you saying something to Sandor the other day at lunch. You were stealing his."

Sansa blushed at the memory. Joffery had been talking to some of his football pals about college next year and Margaery was talking about clothes with the other girls. She and Sandor had been talking about their math teacher and how she has a high nasally voice that reminds them both of nails on a chalk board and that it makes the class very hard to understand. He had been playing around with his mac and cheese and she told him that he should not play with his food, especially when it was mac and cheese. He had taunted her saying that only little kids liked it. She had smiled, picked up her fork and stabbed some noodles onto it then popped it in her mouth. She had closed her eyes and smiled in bliss. She had been unaware that Joffery or anyone had seen that exchange between the two of them, all she could see was Sandors shocked face, then the smile that spread over it as he started to eat his lunch.

"Yes I so like it. So what colleges have you applied to?" She asked changing the subject.

"Harvard. It is the one I really want. But my mother convinced me to apply to UCLA so I would be close to home. What about you, where did you apply?"

"Just about everywhere. My mother thinks I should go to Pacific University, for the same reasons that your mom wants you at UCLA. But I applied to almost all the Ivy's. Emerson looks like a great choice. I just don't know what I want to do. That's the problem." She said with a shrug.

The waiter came then and took their order and Joffery told him what they had decided. The waiter then asked what wine they wanted with their meal. Joffery said that he would take something red of some kind that goes well with his mean and ordered Sansa a sweet white. The waiter didn't look at their ID's and came over with their wine and poured. Joffery told the waiter to leave the bottle of his and Sansa shook her head that she did not want hers, but would like some water as well.

She took a sip and was pleasantly surprised at the taste. She was not a drinker. She knew that her parents did not like their children drinking, but took a more aggressive stance if it was herself or Arya drinking, probably because they were girls, then they did her older brothers. She had imagined that wine would be harsh and sour. But the one that Joffery had ordered was sweet and nothing like she thought wine would be like.

"This is very good Joffery. But won't we get in trouble? We are under age." She whispered to him as he swirled his wine in his glass before taking a sip of the dark red liquid.

"No, not with the money that I am paying. They know better then to question me; if they did my family would stop coming here. We are very good patrons of this place." Joffery gave her the cocky smile that she had first thought was handsome, but now found annoying.

"Oh."

Their starters came and they ate in silence enjoying the excellently prepared food that was before them. As she laid her fork down the main course was brought to them and Sansa was glad to find that her wine did not clash with her meal, but enhanced it. She had no idea that food could go so well with drinks or other courses. It was the best Mac and cheese that she had ever had. Joffery looked as if he was enjoying his meal as well. Mrs. Clark always said that you could tell that the food was good if it left the people eating it in silence.

"Joffery that was the most delicious thing that I have ever had in my life. Thank you for this. It was the perfect way to mark our first meeting." She said smiling at him from across the table.

"I am glad that you liked it. I hope that you have room for desert still." He gave her a sloppy smile as he poured his third glass of wine and then noticed that there was not that much in the bottle and emptied the rest of the bottle into his glass. And instead of taking sips he was swallowing it like it was nothing but water.

Sansa was worried that the wine had made him to intoxicated to drive, but feared saying that because she did not want to anger him. The evening had been so lovely that she did not want to mess it up now.

Desert came and it was as good as the rest of the meal. She finished her wine with the main course of the meal and drank the glass of water with her delicious pie. She was not feeling tipsy but she looked at Joffery and saw the he had a slightly glazes look in his eye. Her worry rose again, but then he smiled and blinked and the look was gone.

He held out his hand a top the table and she placed hers in his. His hand was hot and clammy and she wanted to pull it out but feared his reaction if she did. He leaned forward to kiss her and she knew that she had to kiss him in return. When their lips met there was no spark, no magic like there was when she kissed Sandor. It was more like kissing a dead fish. Thankfully the kiss didn't last to long. The waiter came up with the check and Joffery gave him a credit card without looking at the cost.

When Jofferys card was returned to him they prepared to leave. He held her jacket up for her to slink into and then offered her his arm to walk out with. It had been a very pleasant evening, but she would be more then happy for it to end. Her arm was starting to bother her and she now just wanted to go to sleep. His car was waiting for then when they stepped outside and the boys with the umbrellas were there to make sure that they did not get wet. Sansa slid into her seat and latched her seat belt on while Joffery was walking to his side of the car. He got in and they pulled away from the restaurant into the dark and rainy night.

They did not speak, she felt that Joffery had something on his mind and he was unsure how to bring it up. They were on a stretch of dark deserted Pacific Highway when he pulled over into a truck turn off zone. Joffery turned off the car and angled his body to face her.

"Sansa we have been dating for a while now and we haven't done anything. Are you one of those girls saving it for marriage or is it me?" Joffery asked sounding confused, angry and hurt all at the same time.

Sansa was unprepared for this question. She sat there in shocked silence and amazement that he would even ask her that. The truth was was that she did not find him appealing. She had desire for Sandor but none for Joffery. He was alright to look at but he did not set her pulse racing. But she could not tell Joffery that. She decided to play it safe and tell the lie of keeping herself until marriage.

"I am saving myself Joffery. It had nothing to do with you," she lied, "but it is something that I decided to do from the time I was a child."

"Oh I see. So no sex. But there are other things that we can do." With that he unzipped his pants and pulled himself out. "There is nothing in your rules about oral is there?"

Sansa sat there frozen is disgust and fear. She did not want to do anything with him. But he grabbed her by the head and was forcing her head down closer to him. She struggled and he dug his hand into her hair and twisted forcing a yell of pain. He took the opportunity to guide his penis into her mouth. She gagged and struggled to pull away. His grip was to strong and she was unable to move. He forced himself deeper down her throat causing her to choke. She did the only thing that she could think of, she clenched her teeth on him.

He screamed out in pain and she pulled up off him and away. He slapped her across the face and she grabbed her purse and opened the door to the car and ran out into the rain and into the scattering of trees along the pull off. She could hear Joffery calling for her in the rain from the car. He was angry at first then started yelling he was sorry. Then he was crying. She was hiding under a tree, but was still getting soaked. Joffery stood by his car calling out to her then gave up after ten minutes and drove away leaving her on the side of the highway.

Sansa did the only thing that she could think of and called her sister.

Arya

Arya was backstage for the second half of the show with Myrcella and Sandor. The guys were kicking ass. The atmosphere in the club was the best she had ever seen. They responded to them and they fell under their spell. She didn't even mind that Beric had used two more of her poems and turned them into songs, she was happy that he did ask first. He even gave her credit for them and called her out on stage after the audience reacted to approvingly to it. She grudgingly walked out on stage and received cheers. Then Gendry had pulled her over to him as she was walking off stage and gave her a good solid kiss right there in front of everyone. The cheer from their kiss was more deafening then they had shown for any of the songs that they had heard that night. She pushed him off her smiling and walked off before Beric could start booing.

They struck up the next song and she forgot that they had just made out. Gendry was playing like one of those old legendary men that sold their souls to the devil. She and Myrcella were singing and dancing together. Sandor looked both happy to be there and included, but stiff and uncomfortable at the same time. She had no idea that he was friends with Gendry and the other guys, but she was glad that he was. He was in the same sick trap that Sansa was the bad ship Joffery.

There were three songs left in their set when her phone rang. She dug it out of her pocket and looked at the name plate. It was Sansa. She was supposed to be on some kind of date with Joffery tonight. She figured that Sansa had pocket dialed her and pressed ignore. Then she called again. Arya was angry to have to miss the last of the show to answer her sisters call, bit she walked into the backstage area that they had been before so she could hear what her sister had to say.

"What is it Sansa? I am at the club watching Gendry and his band." She snapped when she finally answered.

"Arya I need you to come get me. Something happened on my way home with Joffery and I got out of the car. I am on the side of the road and I need you to come get me please. I am so scared Arya, please come find me." Sansa sobbed into the phone.

"Sansa what do you mean something happened? What happened?" Arya demanded.

"He tried to get me to do things that I did not want to do. Then he hit me. I am on the side of the highway in the rain and I am scared. Please come get me." Sansa broke down in tears and Arya could hear the fear in her sister's voice.

"I am on my way. I will find you. I will have to steal Gendrys car. I will be there as soon as I can." Arya rummaged in Gendrys things pulling out his keys.

"Thank you Arya. I didn't know who else to call."

"I will be there. Do not worry Sansa I will be there." Arya hung up the phone and ran out of the little room to tell Myrcella where she was going to tell Gendry what she was doing and what was going on.

"What do you mean that Sansa ran out of Jofferys car on the way home from their date?" Myrcella yelled to be heard. Arya noticed that Sandors head swung in their direction at the mention of Sansa.

"He hurt her and she got out of the car and is now on the side of the road somewhere. I am going to get her. Tell Gendry that I took his car. I will bring it back to him." She started to leave out the side door when a vice like grip clamped down on her arm. Arya looked up into the concerned face of Sandor.

"What happened to Sansa? Is she alright? Do you need help finding her?" He let his naked fear for her sister show on his face.

"She is in trouble. I am going to look for her. She is on the Pacific Highway." Arya babbled trying to break free of Sandor. The more time she was here talking the more time her sister was out in the rain.

"I am coming with you." Sandor said walking to the exit with her.

"She doesn't want to see anyone right now. If you want to do something go kill that piece of shit that hurt my sister." Arya snapped as she made it to the door and ran to Gendrys car.

She opened the door and slid in. She had to adjust the seat before she could go but once that was done she put the car in drive and tore away from the club to save her sister.

The rain was pelting against the glass and the wipers were swishing at top speed. She was in a mad rush to get to Sansa. When she was close to where her sister was she slowed and called her.

"Arya thank god where are you?" Sansa asked relief filling her voice.

"I am close. Tell me if you see or hear me. I will be flashing my lights and honking the horn." Arya started to honk and flash the lights.

"I see you! There is a small pull off on the right of the car. I am in the woods there trying to stay dry. Thank god that you found me!" Sansa said the happiness evident in her voice.

Arya pulled over into the muddy rutted pull out. Sansa came bounding to the car, slipping and falling in the mud. Arya got out to assist her sister into the car and once they were both there and buckled Arya turned the car around and headed home. She sent a fast text to both Gendry and Myrcella telling them that she had found Sansa and was on her way back. She asked them both to let Sandor know that Sansa was alright.

Sandor is here with us. We are at Gendrys house. Come here before you go home. She might need to calm down and clean up before you go home. I have something with me that she can change into. –Myrcella

Okay we will head there. Thanks. –Arya

Come over to my house. Sandor is ready to kill someone unless he can see that Sansa is okay with his own eyes. Be safe but get here soon. I love you. –Gendry

I love you too. –Arya

"You shouldn't text and drive Arya." Sansa said, her teeth chattering with cold.

Arya put the heat on full blast and chuckled at her sister. Even in one of the scariest moments in her life she still had to be the bossy older sister.

"You do it all the time. Sans I am not going straight home. I think you need to get cleaned up a little before we do that. Myrcella is with Gendry and the guys at his house. I have to go there to take his car back. We can stop there for you to get decent and then go home. Is that okay" Arya asked. She did not want to overdo it for her sister.

"That will be fine." Sansa replied in a flat toneless voice.

Arya was now scared. Her sister was not supposed to sound like that. Something was wrong with her and Arya feared that nothing was going to fix it.

"Sansa I am sorry. But he will never hurt you again. Do you understand me? He will pay for what he did to you. I am so sorry." Arya told her sister as she struggled out of her jacket and slung it over to Sansa to try to get warm with.

"Thank you for coming to get me. I love you Arya." Sansa whispered.

"I love you too sister." Arya reached her hand out and Sansa took it in her good one. They drove the rest of the way to Gendrys house like that. Holding hands and not saying a word. Their actions had said everything.

Gendry

They were finishing the third song to the last of their set when he noticed Arya disappear from the sideline for the stage. He was distracted and not on the top of his game for the last two songs of the night. He knew that Beric would be seething with anger when the show was over, but he had noticed the way that Arya had looked. She was distressed and angry and he felt like she was going to do something crazy. Arya had talked to both Myrcella and Sandor. As soon as the show was over he tore off the stage and raced to find Myrcella.

"Where is she? What happened to her?" He grabbed Myrcella and shook her without meaning to.

"Sansa is in trouble. She went to help her. She took your car and said that she would let her know when she found Sansa." Myrcella said in a soothing voice.

"She doesn't have a license she shouldn't be out driving. She went out in this storm? God. Is she crazy?" He seethed as she walked around the wings of the stage.

"If you think you are acting crazy you should see the way that Sandor is acting. He is ready to kill someone. As soon as Sansas name was mentioned he went crazy. I had to bar the door with my body to keep him here. Now stay calm. Arya will find Sansa and then they will both be back safe. Keep your shirt on. Go help the guys break down the stage and by the time we get back to your house they will be back." She patted his arm and then gave him a shove to do his job with striking the set.

He stumbled back on stage and started to pack up the gear. His mind was in a whirl of fear for Arya and what she was doing. The manual labor was what he needed to keep his mind off what Arya was doing. He was so sure that she was in danger and he was not there to save her. But she can take care of herself right? She was a tough girl. They had loaded all the stuff in to Hot Pies van and then they were talking to the owner of the club setting up more dates for gigs for them to play.

"We have shows here all the way up to that spring break gig! And we will be getting 400 bucks each. That is the most that we have ever been paid! Can you believe it!" Beric was skipping around in the rain after their talk.

Gendry and the others just looked at one another and were thrilled that they were getting paid that much in the first place. He was happy that he was not getting yelled at for the messing up the last three songs. He was still worried because he had not heard from Arya yet. He was fighting all the instincts that he had to not get into Aegons car and go looking for her himself. He was in the car with Sandor and on the way to his house where the equipment was going to be stored this week.

Sandor was still hanging around. He was in worse shape then Gendry was. Gendry knew that if Sandor was left alone he would go kill whoever it was that had hurt who ever had hurt Sansa. Gendry walked over to Sandor and leaned against his car.

"Hey. Can I get a ride? The van if full and Aegons car only holds two comfortably, three if they pack in there like sardines." Gendry tried to smile but it was trapped before his face could materialize it.

"Sure." Sandor grunted.

They got into Sandors car and drove to Gendrys house. They helped the rest of the guys unpack the van and placed it into the extra room off the kitchen. Gendry pulled out sodas and waters from the fridge and Thoros started to order a pizza when Sandor asked where he was getting it from.

"I was just going to get something from Dominoes. They are opened this late and have cheap pizza." Thoros said with a shrug.

"That is crap. Let me call my usual pizza place. They make the best pizza in town and it is still opened this late." Sandor flipped open his phone and called and ordered his "usual" as well as a meat special and a cheese. He had tomatoes on the side as well as chili flakes and parmesan cheese.

"That sounds awesome man. What is your regular?" Hot Pie asked.

"Chicken, spinach, onions and a white sauce with extra cheese." Sandor said as he went and looked out the window to see if the girls had arrived yet.

His phone and Myrcellas both chimed and they pulled out their phones.

I found Sansa. She is a little shaken up and soaked from the cold but relatively okay. We are on our way back. Tell Sandor that I have her and she is alright.

Myrcella typed into her phone and she got a reply back. Gendry walked over to Sandor and showed him the phone. Gendry watched Sandors face as he took a deep breath and his shoulders relaxed just slightly.

Come over to my house. Sandor is ready to kill someone unless he can see that Sansa is okay with his own eyes. Be safe but get here soon. I love you. –Gendry

I love you too. –Arya

The pizza was delivered and Sandor handed the guy a bank card to pay for them. Gendry walked into his kitchen and grabbed some plates and passed them around. They were all settling down when Arya and Sansa came through the door. They all just sat around looking at the disheveled appearance of Sansa. She was soaked to the bone and covered with mud and there was a slight trickle of blood on her lip and chin and there was a bruise on her right cheek.

Myrcella rushed over to the Stark sisters and she took them to the bathroom where Myrcella had placed a bag on the back of the toilet of clothes for Sansa to change into.

Sandor and Gendry both just stood there wanting to follow them, to make sure that they both were okay, but they both knew that this was a girl thing. The rest of the guys looked at the two who stood there at the ready to go to their girls when they were allowed. Hot Pie had even put his plate on the coffee table. When Hot Pie stopped eating he knew that things were not good.

"What happened to her?" Thoros asked.

Gendry remembered that the others did not know about Sansa being stranded on the side of the road or how she had gotten there. Gendry didn't even know why she was on that road in the first place, but he suspected that it had something to do with Joffery.

The shower started to run and Myrcella and Arya walked out to the kitchen.

"Gendry do you have any plastic wrap?" Myrcella called out.

Gendry rushed out of the living room and into the kitchen. He grabbed the plastic wrap and handed it over to Myrcella who took it back to Sansa. Arya stood by the kitchen sink with the water running, her shoulders shaking as she cried. Her back was to him so he didn't see Gendry walk up behind her and wrap his arms around her middle.

"Shhh. It is okay Arya. It is okay. Did she say what happened?" He rubbed her shoulders and placed a small kiss on her neck to let her know that she was not alone.

"He tried to rape her. He started to and she stopped him and got away. She is in the bathroom right now crying and throwing up. I watched her wash her mouth out with soap. I want to kill him Gendry, I just want to kill him." She shook and sobbed.

"We have to call the cops. Report him. That way Joffery won't be able to do it again. Will Sansa go for that?" Gendry asked.

"I don't even know if she will tell our parents. Should I talk to her?" She looked up at him and his heart swelled with love and protection for the fierce wild girl before him, as he watched the tears drip down her face.

"You can talk to her until your face is blue, but it will have to be something that she wants to do. I think that the only person that can help Sansa is Sansa." Gendry tried to sound reassuring and comforting.

"You are right." She rested her head on his chest and he put her head under his chin.

"She is in the shower. I hope you don't mind that Gendry." Myrcella called into the kitchen.

"Whatever Sansa needs she can have to help. Did she say anything to you?" Gendry asked.

"She just said that it was her fault. She let him drink, she was drinking to. She said that things went to far. They were having a good night she said." Myrcella walked into the room and stood opposite them. Aegon, Thoros, Beric, Hot Pie and Sandor came in as well.

"Is she okay?" Sandor asked in his harsh voice. He sounded scared and venerable.

"I don't know. Maybe you can talk to her." Arya sighed and looked over at Sandor.

"I can do that." Sandor nodded his head yes.

They dispersed from the kitchen and went back to the living room. They sat around eating the now cold pizza waiting for Sansa to come out of the bathroom.

Finally the water stopped. Arya went to her sister. Gendry watched as she left and then looked over to Sandor. He was still there waiting for Sansa walk out. When she finally did walk out with Arya into the living room she sat down on the couch next to Sandor. They started having a hushed conversation together. Arya came over to Gendry and hugged him. It was getting late and he knew that the girls had to be getting home soon.

"Arya you have to go home, you and Sansa. Do you want me to take you?"

"Yeah. That would be good." Arya murmured watching her sister interact with Sandor.

Sandor gave Sansa a side hug and they smiled at each other. She was nodding her head and looking convinced about something.

"Are you ready to go home Arya?" Sansa asked looking over to her sister.

"Yes. Gendry is ready to go when you are." Arya said.

They gathered up their things and so did Myrcella. One look at Myrcellas face and Gendry could tell that she was out for blood, whatever it was that she was going to do. They were in the car and Gendry had to move the seat back to where it goes. He looked at Arya and she blushed. They drove home in silence. When they arrived to the Stark house the girls got out and they had three minutes to their curfew.

Arya gave Gendry a kiss and it was quick. She ran to the house in the rain and to Sansa. Gendry watched as they got into the house then went back to his home.

Myrcella

When Myrcella had heard that something had happened Sansa he was in shock that her brother could do something to hurt her. Especially after what he had told her earlier this week. What had compelled him to do that to Sansa? She had wanted to go home and confront him the entire time that she had been with Aegon and the rest of the guys. If it had not been for her boyfriend she would have gone home and stomped in her brothers genitals with a stiletto heel and ground them to a pulp.

When the Stark sisters had come to Gendrys house she had wanted to throw up. Seeing what her brother had done made her sick. She wanted to throw up seeing the bruise on Sansas perfectly pale face. The blood on her lip. It was not what she wanted to see. Then she heard the details of what her brother did. How he had forced himself on Sansa. She had to leave the bathroom and stand in the hall when Sansa started to wash her mouth out with soap.

She had wanted to be sick all over the hallway. She had stayed by the door so she could hear what Sansa was saying. Then the shower turned on and the talking stopped. Arya came out of the bathroom and just looked at Myrcella.

"I didn't do this to Sansa Arya. Stop looking at me as if I was there as well," Myrcella snapped.

"I don't know what you mean. I know that you didn't do it and that you weren't there. I am just in fucking shock okay?" Arya snapped back. "Sansa needs plastic wrap for her cast."

"I will get it." Myrcella walked into the kitchen Arya on her heels.

She could tell that her best friend was angry at Joffery and that being his sister made her an easy target of that anger. When Arya had asked for the plastic wrap Myrcella had taken it into the bathroom for Sansa. She helped the girl wrap her cast and remove her outer dress and tights. They sat there in the mist covered bathroom. Sansa had not wanted to cry in front of Arya, so when Myrcella had walked back in she had found Sansa on the floor of the bathroom sobbing out all her fear and hate and misery.

"It is okay Sansa, you got away, it is okay now. You are safe." Myrcella repeated over and over again as she watched another human being shatter into a million pieces.

When Sansa was under control she said that she wanted to shower so Myrcella stood out in the hall for a moment then went back into the kitchen.

She knew that she was talking to the others. They had asked her questions and she had responded to them. But what she was saying she could not say after. She was trying to understand why her brother had done what he did. The Joffery that she had known all her life was capable of doing such a thing, but the new Joffery that she was starting to know? He was not the kind of person to do that to Sansa. She was the reason that he was changing, becoming a better person. How he could destroy that was beyond her. She decided to find out when she got home.

Twenty to one they all left Grendys house. He took Sansa and Arya home. Sansa seemed a little better after her shower and talking to Sandor. They were perfect for each other. They filled in the empty places the two had. She had hoped that Sansa and her brother would make it because of the positive influence Sansa was on Joffery, but after tonight and the events that occurred she doubted that they would last the coming morning.

Argon drove her home and tried to engage her in conversation until about half way he gave up. She sat there thinking about what she was going to do when she got home. She knew that she was going to confront Joffery, she just hoped that he didn't react to violently.

Aegon stopped at her front door and turned to looked over at her.

"It is not your fault Myrcella. You did everything in your power to stop Sansa. You told Arya about him and she told her sister. That is all that you could have done. Don't beat yourself up about this. You could have done nothing." Aegon said with such conviction in his voice that she almost believed him.

"I could have done more Aegon. I could have done so much more." She cried.

"There was nothing that you could have done. I love you My Cella. Go get some sleep honey, you are tired and need some sleep." Aegon kissed her forehead and they hugged.

Myrcella got out of the car and walked to her house. She went to her fathers den to tell him about what Joffery had done to Sansa, but found him in the middle of a business call. She signaled that she needed to talk to him and she nodded.

She trudged up stairs and headed to her room. She was passing her mother's dressing room door and heard raised voices.

"How could you be so stupid Joffery? Doctor Baelish told you what would happen if you drank while on the medication. And what do you do? You drink an entire bottle of wine! How dumb are you?" Cersie was yelling.

"I am sorry mother, I wasn't thinking." Joffery said quietly.

"When that girl tells her parents what you did and they tell your father all that work that we have done will be for nothing. Robert will want nothing to do with you. You just kissed goodbye the only chance that you had on getting anything from your father now. There goes your chance at being a part of the company. You might even go to jail for this!" Cerise was raging at Joffery and Myrcella heard the thump of breaking objects in the room.

Myrcella stood there lessening to her mother yell at her brother. Joffery was on pills of some kind to make him act differently. He had not changed on his own. It all made sense. Her mother was behind this all. Cersie wanted Robert to take an interest to Joffery the way that he was Tommen and Myrcella and the only way to do that was to change Joffery. So they had resorted to pills to do it.

"I hope that they do change you and put you in jail it is more then you deserve. I hope that Eddard Stark comes after you with the furry of the gods and destroys you. You are such a stupid worthless excuse to a child of mine that I want to disown you right now!" Cersie screamed.

"Maybe I can fix things mother." Joffery suggested in a small voice.

"Fix things? How can you possibly do that? Get the girl another pretty bobble? I don't think so. You left her on the side of the road, so that means that she had to call someone to come get her. And what do you think that she told them? That you had car trouble and left her on the side of the road to find help? No. She told them the truth, that you tried to stick your dick down her throat and that she ran away before you could fully rape her!" Cersie laughed throwing more things around the room.

"I am sorry mother. I won't do this again. I won't drink while I am on the medication. I will take it every day, I can do better!" Joffery pleaded to his mother.

"The damage is done. Get out of my sight."

Myrcella ran down the hall to one of the storage closets down the hall from her mother's dressing room. She stood there stunned trying not to make a noise so that Joffery or her mother would not find her. Her heart was hammering so fast she thought that it would explode. She was so angry at her mother. How could she be so cold? To use her child like this was disgusting. She had to go tell her father what was happening. He was better now, he should be able to help. Myrcella took a deep breath and walked out of the closet and down the stairs to her fathers den.

She poked her head in but he was gone. She looked in the kitchen, his office and the library. He was not in any of those places so she went out to see if his car was in its spot. It was gone and she felt so alone. She slumped against the wall of the garage and cried.

-So this one took a little long to write. I had a difficult week this week and was unable to post anything. But it is a long chapter so I hope that that makes up for things. Let me know what you think. Thanks for hanging in there.