Arya
The door to their fathers study was closed, but Arya knew that he was in there still. He would not go to sleep until both of his daughters were home. She stood there looking at the door holding Sansa's hand waiting for her sister to make a move towards it. She was getting restless waiting for Sansa to do something. So after almost ten minutes of standing there she pulled Sansa to the door and knocked.
"Yes?" Their father's voice called from behind the door.
Arya opened it and pulled her sister into the room with her. She gave Sansa a look that she hoped said that it was now or never and that she better tell their dad what happened, because if she didn't Arya would so it for her.
Sansa took a shuddering breath and cleared her throat. Ned looked up from his computer then and blinked in confusion.
"Girls what is going on?" Ned asked.
"Something happened father. I was, Joffery he." Sansa faltered and looked down at the floor unable to continue. She was shaking like a leaf and holding onto Aryas hand as if she was the only solid thing in the world.
"What happened Sansa?" Ned was growing more concerned by the second. He looked at Arya to fill in the blanks.
"Joffery tried to rape her dad. They were in the car and he tried to rape her. He forced himself on her, in her. Then he left her on the side of the road in the rain. I had to rescue her earlier this evening." Arya said looking her father in the eye the whole time.
Ned sat behind his desk and looked as if he was either going to be sick or kill someone.
"Sansa is this true?" Ned tried to keep his voice soft. He didn't want to frighten her more then she already was.
"Yes daddy. It's true. He assaulted me." Then she turned her head and she showed him the bruise and split lip that she had also received.
"Why didn't you come home right away?" Ned asked looking between both of his daughters.
"I had Gendrys car. Once I got back to his house with Sansa she needed some time to freak out, then we came straight home." Arya said matter of fact like, but in a way that her father was unable to question.
"So you were at his house? Was it just you three or were there others?"
"There were others. The rest of the band and Myrcella and Sandor were there as well." Arya supplied.
"Sansa do you want to make a report to the police about what happened? If you do I think that we should go now. And I am going to call Robert and tell him about what is going on so he can make sure that Joffery is in fact at the house and that he doesn't leave." Ned was watching Sansa. She was still looking at her feet but nodded her head.
Ned picked up his phone and placed the call. Arya stood there with Sansa holding her hand while their father talked to Robert.
"Robert, there has been an incident with Joffery and Sansa. She says that he assaulted her and I believe her from the bruises that he left on her face. No that is not necessary. He also sexually assaulted her as well. Robert do not hurt the boy. Call your sponsor! I am taking her to the hospital and then to talk to the police. No you do not need to come. You will either hear from me or the cops. Alright. Just don't let him leave the house and do not act as if you know what is going on." He hung up the phone and called Catelyn next grabbing his coat and keys from the coat rack behind his desk.
"Cat, something happened. The girls are home, but I have to take Sansa and I suppose Arya to the hospital. Something happened to Sansa. She was assaulted. No I have it in hand. You stay with the boys. I will let you know what is going on. Alright. I love you." Ned hung up the phone and motioned for the girls to exit the room first.
Catelyn was at the top of the stairs on her way down as they were almost to the door. Arya turned to look at her mother and just blinked. Sansa saw her and let her bruised side show. Catelyn let out a gasp of horror, but stood there with her hand covering her mouth watching her family walk out the door.
Ned got into the SUV and the sisters piled into the back. Sansa still would not let go of Aryas hand, but she was not going to pull away. Arya knew that her sister had had to much taken from her that night that she was not going to pull away from her too.
They reached the hospital and they were admitted into the ER. A nurse came in and looked at Sansas face. They were told that a doctor would be there shortly to make sure that she was okay. Ned walked out with the nurse and Arya was sure that he was telling her that Sansa had been sexually abused as well as beaten. The nurse came in and asked her a series of questions while Ned stood outside.
"There was no other abuse, besides the fact that the creep forced her to give him oral sex!" Arya finally shouted at the nurse after asking Sansa if she was sure that she did not have any vaginal penetration for the tenth time in a row.
"Calm down dear. I am just making sure that we have all the information that we need for the report. I have to ask these questions." The nurse left them then and the sisters were left alone.
The doctor came in then and checked Sansas face to make sure that there were no broken bones in her face. He said that she would be okay then asked how her arm was doing.
"It is fine sir. But it is a little sore and itches like heck." Sansa said weakly.
"We are going to take some blood and run some tests. Your father says that you have a stop to make tonight before you can go home. I can give you some medication to help you sleep." The doctors voice was kind and reassuring.
"Thank you doctor." Sansa said.
The nurse came in and took blood, and then the Starks left the hospital and made their way to the police station. Ned walked to the front desk and talked to the duty officer. They were told that that a detective would come to talk to then in a moment. The sat in hard plastic chairs in the hall waiting.
"Mr. Stark? I am detective Bronn. I will be taking your daughters statement. If you would follow me, we can go to a private room in the back of the hall. Just follow me." The detective led then down the hallway to a dimly lit room that was stacked with papers and files that smelled slightly of stale cigarettes. "Take a seat." Detective Bronn indicated the chairs around a table.
Arya sat and pulled Sansa into the seat next to her. After the talk with the doctor and the nurse Sansa had reverted further into herself. Arya was afraid that her sister couldn't take telling another person about what happened to her one more time. She hoped that her sister was more Stark then she had ever seen her act.
"Now Sansa would you mind telling me, in as much detail what happened tonight and the events leading up to the attack?" The detective sat across from the girls and started writing on a legal pad before Sansa had even said a word.
"Joffery Baratheon and I went to dinner at Highgarden. Joffery drank an entire bottle of wine during the meal. Then we left and we were driving home. He asked me I was leading him on because I have not had sex with him and we have been dating for a while now. I told him that I was saving myself. He seemed agitated and frustrated. He pulled onto a pull out of some kind on the side of the road and unzipped his pants, and," Sansas voice faltered and she gave a small cry. Arya squeezed her hand in encouragement. "And he exposed his penis to me. He then grabbed me by the hair pulling me down to him. I would not open my mouth so he twisted my hair and made me cry out. Then he jammed himself into my mouth and forced me to give him oral. I was trying to yell no and stop but I couldn't because I couldn't breathe. I was choking. I did the only thing that I could think to do so I bit him."
"You bit him? And he let you go?" Detective Bronn questioned gently.
"Yes. I bit him and was able to pull away. Joffery then hit me across the face. I don't know if it was an open handed slap or a closed fist, but he hit me. I grabbed my purse and got out of the car and ran to a grouping of trees on the side of the pull out and hid. He looked for me and called me names, but then he finally left me on the side of the highway. I called my sister and she came and found me. That is it. That is all that happened." Sansa collapsed into tears and Arya pulled her into a hug trying to sooth her.
"Thank you Miss Stark. We will file these assault charges on your behalf. I am going to need to take a picture of your face for evidence. Let me get the camera. Then once that is done you can go home and we will contact you when we have the guy that did this to you in custody." The detective stood and walked out of the room.
"Thank you Arya for being here with me. I could not do this without you." Sansa said so softly Arya was not sure if she was meant to hear or not. She didn't answer, she just sat there holding her sister.
Sansa
After the pictures of her face had been taken and her father spoke with the detective they were finally able to go home. It was three thirty in the morning when they pulled into the driveway of their house. Arya was dead on her feet, but she still was awake enough to walk Sansa up to her room. Their father had given Sansa the medicine to help her sleep as they left the police station and she hoped that it would work soon. She wanted to sleep so badly, maybe then she could forget what had happened to her.
Arya got Sansa to her room and was starting to walk to her room but Sansa's hand shot out and stopped her from going to her room.
"Will you sleep here with me tonight? I don't want to be alone." Sansa knew that she sounded pitiful, but she didn't care, she just needed her sister.
"Sure thing sis. Let's go to bed." Arya walked into Sansas room and walked over to her dresser and started pulling open drawers.
"What are you looking for?" Sansa demanded striding over to her dresser and shutting the drawers that Arya had just opened.
"PJ's. I need something to sleep in and since I was not able to go to my room to get some I have to wear yours." Arya yawned.
"Oh." Sansa opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a shirt that Robb had given to her when he first started college.
"Thanks." Arya mumbled. She started to pull her clothes off and Sansa turned her back on her sister and tried to find something for her to sleep in. The sweats that Myrcella had let her change into were comfy but she wanted something that was hers to sleep in. She found some yoga pants and a tank top that was more of what she had in mind. She peeked over her shoulder to see where Arya was. Her sister had already claimed the side of the bed closest to the door and her eyes were closed. Sansa changed as fast as she could, and then slipped into her bed next to her sister.
"What did Sandor tell you before we left Gendrys house?" Arya said with her eyes still closed.
"He said that it was not my fault. That I did nothing wrong. That I should not be afraid of going and confronting Joffery or about going to the cops. He is the reason that I went through with all this. He also told me that this was not the first time Joffery has done something like this. But most girls don't come forward because he pays them off and tells them that if they do go to the cops they will be the ones in trouble because they did a sex act for money. I guess I ran off before he could pay me." Sansa gave a half laugh before falling quiet.
"You are the bravest person that I know Sansa. I am proud to have you as my sister." Arya hugged her tight then turned facing the door to fall asleep.
Sansa tried to do the same but every time she closed her eyes she kept seeing Joffery. She tossed and turned for most of the night. Then as the first blush of the day lit up the sky she finally fell into a dreamless sleep.
Eddard
"What happened to Sansa Ned? The truth, all of it." Catelyn demanded as soon as he walked into his bedroom.
"The truth is is that that little filthy son of a bitch Joffery raped our daughter. The truth is that he hit her and then left her on the side of the road like she was a piece of trash." Ned's voice was harsh and Catelyn reacted as if she had been slapped.
"That bastard is going to pay. I will personally castrate the little fucker for hurting my daughter. I will have his head on a spike for this, him and that mother that showed him how to treat women like they were nothing. I know that Robert can be a real pig but he would never hurt a woman. This has Cersie all over it." Catelyn raged.
"Calm down now love, this will not help Sansa. The detective that we talked to said that this is a she said he said case and they are hard to get a conviction with these kind of cases. But he thinks because Sansa has bruises on her face that have been documented and with her broken arm and the report that I made at the hospital that night it happened that it just might stick. Joffery will pay for this." Ned sat on the edge of the bed and hung his head.
He felt like this was partially his fault. He should have told Sansa that she could not date that boy. He had known that Joffery was rotten. He had had all the people that his children associated with vetted. He knew what was in his back ground. All the fights that he was involved in but never proven to have had a hand in later on once his mother got wind of them. He should have told her that Joffery was off limits. But that plan would have backfired on him. It would have pushed Sansa into Jofferys sick depraved arms and she would have been hurt worse sooner. Or that is what he had been telling himself all night as he watched his little girl, his child crack and crumble right before his eyes. When they had taken the pictures of her face he had watched a little more of her shatter with every flash of the camera.
"It is late Cat. We need our sleep for what we have to deal with tomorrow."
Sandor
From the moment that he had learned that Sansa had hurt the only thing he had wanted to do was kill the scum that had hurt her. For some reason he was very protective her. She was the first person that he had seen in color since his mother died. Everyone else was just shadows and smoke walking around him, but she was real. Sansa was more then just a shadow. And for someone to hurt her like that made him want to do something to hurt the filth that did that to the one good thing in his life.
One thirty in the morning and he knew that he would not be able to sleep. He sat behind the wheel of his car and tried to think about what he could do to get back at Joffery. Sandor knew that he could not physically harm the jackass. Sandor knew that if he started hitting Joffery he would never stop. So he sat there and he brooded. Then an idea struck him.
Smiling he picked up his phone and called Gendry.
"Hey you awake?" Sandor gruff voice asked.
"Yeah I am awake. What do you want?"
"I was thinking of a way to get back at Joffery without resorting to murder. Do you want to help?" Sandor asked with glee starting to like the idea that he was concocting.
"Hell yes. What did you have in mind?" Gendry sounded eager to help.
"How are you with hot wiring and blowing shit up?"
"I can do the hot wiring but I am not good with explosions. I know a couple guys that are good with that stuff. I will give them a call and get back to you. I have a feeling that this is going to be fun." Gendry hung up the phone and so did Sandor.
Sandor turned over the ignition of the car and drove to his house. He went into his house and to his room and shut the door. His father was home for the one weekend of the month. He wanted to avoid his father at all cost. He was in the kind of mood that he would start something with the stupid old man, and something would happen.
In his room he went to his computer and pulled up some pictures of the last year. He found one that he wanted. It was a picture from last spring at Joffery's birthday party. He had been given a car for his birthday. It was a small fast convertible. Joffery loved that car, it was his baby. And every week Joffery took it to the detailers to get it cleaned. So the next time that Joffery went to get his baby detailed Sandor and his friends were going to do some detailing to that car of their own.
Bran
Sunday was usually a day that Catelyn tried and failed to drag the family off to church with her. She usually had to bribe them all to go with her. So when he woke up and it was almost ten thirty, he was a little worried because his mother had not been in there at seven to offer her weekly bribe of computer programs and the latest gadgets. He figured that his mom would have him there to be prayed over by the priest to insure that he didn't have a tumor.
Bran stretched and snatched his phone off the nightstand. There were no calls or messages, and then he noticed that he had somehow turned it to airplane mode sometime last night. He switched it off. His phone started lighting up like a Christmas tree. He was bombarded by quite a few numbers that he didn't know. He scrolled down the list of messages and they all asked the same thing, What happened last night to Sansa?
What had happened to Sansa indeed? He had not heard a thing last night. He had had another headache and ate one of the cookies that Jojen had given him as well as one of the pills that Baelish had given to him and he was knocked out.
He walked out if his room and the halls were deserted. He walked to Aryas room, but found it empty. He stood there scratching his head. Arya was never one that was susceptible to their mother's bribes to go to church. Bran walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen. Mrs. Clark was standing by the kitchen sink looking out the window. There was no food made like most mornings. Then Bran noticed that the lady was crying.
"Mrs. Clark are you okay?" Bran asked in concern and fear for the old lady.
"I am fine dear. Just a little shook up, what with the events that happened last night." She sniffed and took a dish rag and dabbed at the corners of her eyes. "What do you want for breakfast Bran? I can have something for you in a jiffy. How about some cinnamon rolls? That should hit the spot."
Mrs. Clark went about bustling around the kitchen preparing the ingredients that she needed to make the rolls. Bran went over to the coffee maker and poured himself a cup. He put a scoop of sugar and a scoop of hot coco mix in before adding some cream into the cup as well and gave it a brisk stir. He walked over to the stool and thought about what the texts and what Mrs. Clark had said to him.
"Mrs. Clark is Sansa alright?" He finally had the guts to ask.
"You don't know?" She asked.
"No I don't. I was sleeping and just woke up." He looked at the house keeper and tried to read her.
"She was attacked. That Joffery boy attacked her." Mrs. Clark's voice broke as she retrieved a baking sheet to put the rolls on.
Bran knew that Sansa was her favorite of all the Stark brood. When they were small and Sansa got sick with pneumonia and the other children had it as well Mrs. Clark was most concerned for Sansa. She was the one that she made special goodies for. The one that Mrs. Clark always took special care of. Now that special child had been hurt in a way that no one could help her heal from. So Bran sat there and tried to amuse the old lady with funny facts that remembered.
Rickon came into the kitchen, his hair all messed up from sleep and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He looked at Bran and at Mrs. Clark then at the clock and smiled.
"I got to sleep in. Whoohoo! Mom didn't come make me go to that smelly church with her. This is the best day ever. I think I might even stay in my PJ's all day." Rickon said with glee with mischief in his voice.
"You will do no such thing boy. Once you have a roll you will march up stairs and wash your face and brush your teeth and get dressed. You are going with me to do the shopping." Mrs. Clark said matter of factly.
"Ugh. Do I have to?" Rickon whined.
"Yes young man."
They sat there in the kitchen as the smell of the baking cinnamon rolls filled the air. Bran and Mrs. Clark didn't say anything else about Sansa while Rickon was in the room. They pretended to be happy and not be worrying about the girl upstairs. Arya stumbled in as the rolls were pulled out of the oven. Arya made herself a cup of coffee and sat down on a stool and took a sip. Mrs. Clark placed the steaming rolls before the children and Bran looked at Arya and she nodded her head. They would talk after eating.
"These are super tasty Mrs. Clark. I don't think you have ever had one so good. Can I have another?" Rickon chirped, licking the sugar off his fingers.
"No dear. You will be having lunch in a little while and I do not want you to have it destroyed." Mrs. Clark said sternly smiling at the baby of the family.
Rickon took himself off to wash up. The three left in the all looked at one another then Bran and Mrs. Clark started bombarding Arya with questions.
"How is she?"
"Where is the poor dear?"
"When did it happen?"
"How bad is she hurt?"
"If you stop talking I will be able to answer you." Arya looked from one to the other. They stayed quiet so she started to answer them. "She is still sleeping, so I don't know how she is. Joffery assaulted her. She has some nasty bruises on her face and is emotionally messed up." Arya said simply.
"Oh the poor girl. If there is anything that she needs let me know would you Arya dear?" Mrs. Clark's eyes were shining again. Arya nodded her head that she would.
Bran touched his sister's hand and they nodded in unison towards the door.
"This was great. But my teeth are sticky and I need to brush them. Could you check on Sans in about an hour Mrs. Clark? I have some homework to do and I need the Brain here to help." Arya smiled a sweet smile and batted her eye lashes.
"You know that I will. What do you think that she will want when she wakes up? I think that she will want a cup of potato soup. Yes I will make her some." Mrs. Clark went about getting the soup ready for Sansa.
"Could I make a lunch order?" Arya asked.
"Sure dear. What do you have in mind?" Her back was turned to the children as she pulled out her soup pot.
"A bacon double cheese burger with extra onions and both cheddar and pepper jack cheese?" Arya was smiling again. "With Doritos on the side? Oh and an extra thick strawberry milkshake?"
"Not on your life. Not from me at least. Now if you want that you have to go somewhere else to get it." Mrs. Clark stood up straight with her hands on her hips and wiggled her finger in Aryas face.
"I know where you can get that sis. We can do our homework there." Bran said as he put his plate in the sink.
"Okay. I will call Gendry to give us a ride. He is in on the project with me that we need your help on."
Gendry
Buzz Buzz Buzz.
His phone was vibrating on the night stand by his head destroying the amazing dream that he had been having about him and Arya and what he wanted to do with her. He reached for the phone and looked at the screen. Arya was calling and then he looked at the time eleven am.
He grunted into the phone as his way to say hello.
"Hello the love of my life." A chipper voice said on the other end of the phone.
"What do you want?" He grunted.
"Want to come to lunch with Bran and me?" She asked in that sultry way that she had.
"You just want me for my car don't you?"
"Your car, and other parts of you too. But we also want to talk to you about a way to get back at Joffery." She said with a touch of malice in her voice.
He loved it when she used that sassy angry voice of hers.
"Me and the guys have that under control love. Don't worry your pretty head about it. But if you want to kick his ass I am sure that we can sell tickets for that. I will be there in half an hour to get you and Bran."
"Okay. I love you. Now hurry your stupid ass up and come get me."
"My ass is not stupid. It is sexy." He smiled as he hung up so he could have the last word.
Fine, your ass is sexy but you are still stupid. Now get a move on! –Arya
Gendry smiled. Arya had to have the last word no matter what. But it is one of the reasons that he loved her. He didn't shower, just put on some of the Old Spice body spray stuff that Arya liked, brushed his teeth and put on some cleaner smelling clothes. He really needed to do some laundry soon. He sent a text to Sandor, Aegon and Myrcella before he left his house and said that he needed to see them. He got replies back asking where to meet from all of them.
He texted Arya and asked where they were going to be having lunch at. She said that Bran wanted to show her some 50's themed burger joint. He sent a mass text to the others to meet there. They all said that they would meet there in half an hour.
He got into the car and drove to the Stark house and went and knocked on the door. Bran answered it. They shook hands and Bran led him into the house.
"Thanks for helping my sisters last night. I knew that something was going to happen. I saw it happen months ago. I just didn't know when it would happen." Bran rambled.
"What do you mean you saw it happen?" Gendry was confused.
"Let's just say that I had a feeling that my sisters were going to get in to trouble on a dark rainy night. I just didn't know when it would happen, but I knew that it would happen." Bran looked Gendry in the eye and willed him to understand. "I should have told them what was going to happen."
Gendry didn't know what was going on with the kid before him. Arya had said something about him having his head checked this week so he figured that Brans brain was making him go crazy.
"Hey, there was nothing that you could have done kid. You know how your sisters are. They will do what they want." Gendry hoped that Bran would stop feeling guilty.
"You are right."
"Gendry. You are here!" Arya flung herself at Gendry and planted a hard kiss on his lips, then broke away.
"Hello sweetie." He smiled at her, his arms around her waist.
Ned struck his head out of his study and smiled when he saw Gendry.
"Hi Gendry. I hear that you and Arya have a project that you need Brans help on." He walked over to the little group standing by the door. "Can I have a quick word with you Gendry before you all go?"
Gendry let go of Arya and walked over to the study. Ned was leaning on the side of his desk that faced the door. He gave a sad smile when Gendry walked into the room.
"I just wanted to thank you for helping my daughters last night. And I want to thank you for all that you have done for Arya." Ned's voice was quiet, but his eyes said more then the words he was saying.
"It was nothing sir. I knew that I had to help Sansa. I had to do it for Arya. She means a lot to me sir." He felt foolish for saying this to her father.
"Thank you for caring for her so much. Now you better go. I know that you three have things to do." Ned smiled at him and Gendry walked out of the room and back to the two Starks waiting for him.
"What did my dad want?" Arya asked slipping her arm around his waist and dragging him out the door.
"Oh nothing. He just wanted to say hi." Gendry didn't want to tell her what Ned had said to him.
"Okay, be mysterious." Arya grumbled as she slid in to the front seat next to him while Bran got into the back seat. "Do you know where we are going? I really want a burger."
Gendry chuckled and looked at Bran who gave a shrug. He started the car and drove to the burger joint. Aegons bike was there in the lot and so was Sandors car.
The three of them piled out and walked in to the restaurant. They saw the others sitting at a booth waiting for them.
"What are they doing here?" Bran asked as he saw the group waiting for them.
"They are here to outline the plan for you." Gendry said with a grin on his face when he led them to the table.
They sat down at the table and they waited for the waitress to come take their order. Gendry smiled as Arya ordered a large meal for such a little person. He ordered the same thing. She had good taste.
"So what are you going to do to that dick head?" Arya demanded when the waitress had left.
"Why don't you tell them Sandor, it was your idea." Gendry said looking at the larger guy across from him.
"Aegon, Gendry and I are going to blow up his car." Sandor said with a smile on his face.
"You are serious? You are going to blow up his car?" Myrcella demanded.
"Yep." Aegon said with a smile and gave Myrcella a one armed hug.
"Oh that is perfect. Do you need someone to drive the getaway car?" Arya asked the three planners of the pay back.
"It would be nice to not have to worry about that. What do you say?" Gendry looked at Aegon and Sandor.
Sandor shrugged his shoulders and Aegon smiled widely. He gave her a thumbs up and that was that. They had a getaway driver.
"We need you Myrcella to tell us when Joffery takes his car to the detailers." Sandor said once they had decided to use Arya to be the driver.
"Sure I can do that. It is the least that I can do. This is for Sansa." Myrcella kept her voice low. Gendry knew that she probably felt conflicted. Even though Joffery was one of the worst examples of humanity he was still her brother.
"And Bran would you be able to find us the best way to um, blow up the car?" Gendry asked Bran.
"That would be easy. The way that I think would work best would be to put an accelerant in the interior of the car, then put a cloth or something that absorbs liquid into the gas tank. Then when that is done, light them up with a match or a lighter or something." Brans eyes were glazed over while he was thinking. "There are other ways that would work I think, but that one is the one that I came up with off the top of my head."
"Hey man that is a great plan. I can't wait to do it." Aegon rubbed his hands together in glee at the idea of what they were going to do.
"So do we need a code name of something? I don't think that we can walk around saying that we are going to blow up a car." Their food arrived and Arya eyed the waitress.
"Yeah. How about operation Get Even?" Bran offered.
"The Big Bang?" Myrcella put in.
"How about Lightning Blitz?" Arya mumbled around a large bite of food.
"I think that it should be something that is not to crazy, or flashy. How about screwdriver? Or pineapple." Gendry said dipping a fry in dipping sauce.
"I like pineapple. I vote for pineapple!" Arya said with enthusiasm.
"Yeah pineapple seems to be fine to me." Sandor said as he munched on his plain grilled cheese.
"So we are going to have a pineapple. This is going to be great." Gendry grinned and looked around the table at his coconspirators.
Jaqen
Arya was not an easy person to follow. The night before when they had been at the club he had watched her in the crowd. Then she had gone backstage and he had lost her. He then saw her in the wings when the band came back out. Then she had vanished. Jaqen had run out into the rain just in time to see Arya get into the Bulls car and drive away. Jaqen hopped into his car and had tore after her but was unable to find her again.
He had become agitated and went to Gendrys house to wait for her. His assumption had been right. She had come to his house. She was so predictable. Jaqen had sat there and waited for her to leave the house. Arya and her sister and the boy got into his car and drove then to her house. He could not follow them in, so he gave up and went home to paint.
He stayed up all night painting and working and creating. They were all pictures of Arya. One portrait, one landscape with a pack of wolves and the rest of them were impressions of what she meant to him. When he was out of things to paint he showered and went to his car. He drove to the Stark house and waited. It was set to far back to see into, but he was going to wait to see if she left the house. He had watched Gendry go the house and get Arya and another boy, whom Jaqen assumed was one of her brothers.
He followed them to the 50's diner. The three of them walked in and Jaqen waited until they all were in before he started to follow. He had a baseball cap on and a sports type jacket. He hoped that he would not be recognized. He walked into the diner and sat in a booth that was in a far corner but made it so he could still see what Arya was doing. He saw what Arya had ordered and when the waitress came to get his order he requested the same. A double bacon cheese burger with cheese and onions with fries and a thick milkshake is what he was able to make out when she ordered.
He saw that there were three other people sitting at the table that they were sitting at. He knew that they were talking and there was a malicious glint of glee in her face while she talked with her friends. He wanted to so badly be a part of the group of people sitting at the table. Gendry had no right to be there with them enjoying Aryas smiles and touches. It should have been him.
One thing was bothering him the entire time that he watched from his corner. The group kept repeating the word pineapple. What the hell was pineapple? He finished his meal, paid the tab and made it out of the diner before the group split up. He did not want to risk Arya noticing his car. He figured that he would need to get a new one soon. One that she had not seen before if he was going to be effective in his continued endeavor of keeping his eyes on Arya.
Myrcella
Myrcella was tip toeing around her house since the night before. She had been frightened of letting her mother and brother know that she was aware of what Joffery had done to Sansa. It was hard to keep the fact that she knew what had happened. Her mother had a knack of for discovering things. Myrcella knew that it was only a matter of time before she discovered that the cat was out of the bag about what Joffery had done.
Myrcella had overheard her mother on the phone trying to talk to Catelyn Stark that morning, trying to convince her that it was all just a misunderstanding between the children. That they had been stupid and foolish and it was not as serious as it appeared.
"Now Catelyn you should not just take your daughters word on this. There are two sides to every story. From what Joffery says she had some kind of fit. Joffery was just trying to stop her from hurting herself. No I do not believe that my son is capable of rape. I am shocked at that accusation. What you are saying is slanderous and if you and that girl continue to say that I will have to consult a lawyer. I guess we will not. Oh she has has she? Well then I will be consulting my attorney after all. I hope that your family has a good one." Cerise had hung up and cursed.
Myrcella had left her mother's door before she was discovered. When Gendry had texted her and invited her to lunch and she was glad for the excuse to leave the house. She still had not seen her father since that glimpses of him when she had first gotten in last night. She wanted to speak with him so badly. She had tried his cell and the office and left messages for him on both phones
Aegon arrived at her house and she ran out the door before he turned off the engine of the motorbike. She threw her leg over the side and jammed the helmet on her head and off they went. She had been in such a hurry that she had not even talked to her mother and let her know that she was going out. They got to the diner and found Sandor already in a booth. She slid into the booth beside Sandor and Aegon slid in next to her.
Then Arya, Gendry and Bran walked into the diner. They sat beside on the other side of the booth. Bran was in the corner of the booth next to Arya and Gendry on the outside. They discussed the pineapple and agreed on what they would do as well as the how and it was all up to her to supply the when. When she was finished with her chicken Cesar salad she kicked Aryas leg from under the table to get her attention from the googley eyes she was making at Gendry after they got the particulars discussed on plan pineapple.
"Ouch what was that for?" Arya demanded.
"I have to go to the rest room. You have to come with me. Now." Myrcella demanded back.
"Christ. Fine. Gendry move so we can go to the bathroom." Arya grumbled as she slid out of the booth. Aegon moved so Myrcella could get out on her side and she led Arya to the rest room.
"Okay do you have to pee of something? Cause I am not going to hold your hand while you do that." Arya said in that smart ass way of hers that Myrcella both hated and admired.
"My mother called yours today. She knows about the police report that Sansa made. She is going to try and make Sansa a liar in the eyes of the law. She has done it before. She has also paid off a number of others that my brother has done similar things to. She has prevented them from making a report to the cops many times and she was hoping to do the same with Sansa. Thank god your mother is made of stronger stuff then the others." Myrcella blabbered out as soon as the door was shut and Arya had stopped saying the stupid things that she usually said.
Arya stood there with her mouth opened and gaped at Myrcella.
"You mother is protecting him? Why would she be protecting him?" Arya was outraged at the idea of a woman, a mother protecting a rapist.
"Because he is her first born and she would do anything for him. She is even threatening to sue your family for slander."
"What about your father? When my dad called him last night Robert seemed angry. Is he alright?"
"I have not talked to him. Or seen him for that matter. I know that he would not tolerate what Joffery did. In the past father had always been drunk and unaware of what is going on." Myrcella wrung her hands.
"He might be with his sponsor. My father told him to call his sponsor." Arya put her hand on her friends shoulder to try and reassure her that Robert was alright where ever he was.
"I hope you are right. Now let's go back to the table." Myrcella lead the way out of the bathroom. They sat down with them and tried to not think about what they had just discussed.
"How was the bathroom?" Aegon asked when the girls to slid into the booths.
"It was great. Amazing pictures in there." Myrcella said smiling.
They sat around the table talking and joking. It was so nice for Myrcella to be care free and joke with her friends and not have to pretend that she was ignorant and stupid. She held Aegons hand under the table and they were just close together. She was so in love with Aegon. They had not been able to be alone together for so long that she had almost forgotten what he felt like next to her.
Her mind was so over loaded with lust and desire and need. She had started touching his leg from under the table, keeping her hand on his knee, and then moving it up his thigh. He was talking with Sandor and Gendry and Arya about the next few shows that they were going to do. When her hand slid up to his inner thigh he abruptly stopped talking, but her hand kept moving.
He cleared his throat and shot her a look. She knew that he wasn't sure if he wanted her to keep going or stop. She smiled at him and waggled her eyebrow at him.
"Hey um, we have to go. Myrcella has to get home." Aegon cleared this throat loudly.
"Sure. That's why you are leaving." Arya smirked.
"Shut up Arya. It's not like you wouldn't be doing this too if you could." Myrcella smirked.
"You are so right. Have a good time and remember what my mom said." Arya called after them as they walked out of the diner.
They made it out to the bikes laughing and giggling. Aegon slid on the bike first then Myrcella behind him. She started up with her hand where it was in the diner. He was growing under her hand. She smiled behind her helmet as she continued to play and taunt him.
"We are not going to do this now. I have to drive." Aegon took wrist so that he could concentrate on driving.
"Why did you stop me!" She pouted.
He kicked the bike on and they took off like a rocket. They both had a goal that they wanted to achieve. They were lucky that they had the same goal in mind. They went in all the back alley ways and avoided the main roads. They got to his house and as soon as the bike stopped they ran into the house with their helmets still on.
"Excuse me boy, what is the meaning of this?" A gruff voice demanded as they ran in.
"Sorry Sir. In a bit of a hurry." Aegon said as they rushed past the man.
Myrcella tried to see who he was but Aegon was pulling him along to fast that everything was a blur. They were running full out when they hit his bedroom. Aegon yanked the helmet off his head and grabbed Myrcella and tenderly took off the helmet. He smiled at her and she put her fingers on his face.
"I missed you." She whispered.
"I missed you too." Aegon kissed her lips and she rose up on her toes to make it easier for him to reach.
"I think that you should shut the door." She gasped as she pulled away.
"Oh yeah I forgot." Aegon blushed and he went and shut the door. "There. Now can I get back to making out with my girlfriend?" He walked back to where she was and took her in his arms.
They stood in the middle of his room kissing and swaying together. They started to take their outer clothing off. They had to many layers on for their liking. Myrcella started to walk him to the bed. His back was to it so he could not see where they were going. She was pushing him. He was just fine letting her take charge. They continued to kiss as she walked them to the bed and then pushed him down on top of it.
"Take off your shirt now." Myrcellas voice was harsh and demanding as she yanked at Aegons tee shirt.
Aegon took his shirt off and Myrcella started to kiss his neck and made her way down his chest along to his stomach and then went back up to his chest and collarbone and neck. Her hands trailed on his chest and her finger nails scratched along it in small circles. She finally moved back to his mouth for more kissing. Aegon let his hands wander all over her while she sat on top of him and she kissed him. They were under her shirt and trailed lightly along the outside of her lace bra.
"Myrcella are you thinking about what I am thinking about?" His voice was shaky with lust.
"Um, I think so." Her hand snaked out and she grabbed his cock. It was bulging right out of his pants almost. She tickled the outline of it through the denim of his jeans and he shuddered.
"Yeah we both have the same idea." Aegon said with his eyes closed and his head tossed back.
"Good" Myrcella unsnapped his pants and she unzipped them.
He pushed his hips off the bed with her still on him and she gasped in surprise. He grinned at her and wriggled out of his pants until he was just in his boxers. She pulled him up to a sitting position and locked her mouth with his and let their tongue play together. His hand pulled her shirt off and he started to attack the newly exposed skin. Kissing his way down her body to let her know what she had done to him. He held her in place while he trailed his love and admiration on her body.
He surprised her by being able to unclasp her bra with one hand. He grinned at her shocked reaction and slid her arms out if the straps. Her breasts were now exposed and he reached for them still in admiration and amazement that Myrcella allowed him to see her and be with her.
"You are beautiful." He said as he glided his hands over the skin of her chest.
Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed. She stood and slipped out of her pants and underwear and was completely naked before him. She slid back onto Aegons lap and took his penis into her hand and started to stroke it to get him ready for more then just touching. They started kissing again and petting one another. He was frustrated that he still had his boxers on and slid them off so they could have more contact between the two of them.
"I want to do something different." Myrcellas voice was husky and she took him into her hand and positioned herself to receive him.
"I am up for anything, obviously." Aegon laughed looking down the length of his body.
Myrcella giggled and pushed herself onto him. They both groaned as he entered her. Her body shuddered as she took the complete length of him. She sat on top of him unmoving. One of his hands was on her hip and the other was massaging her breasts. She started to move on top of him, pulling him deeper and deeper into her. She danced on top of him and he watched her move. Soon they were both panting and breathing hard. Myrcella had her eyes shut tight trying to fight off the building pressure that she felt to make the moment last longer. Then she felt Aegon tense under her and she knew that it was time for her to let go as well. She came screaming and gasping on top of him while he shuddered and panted under him.
She collapsed on top of him, completely satisfied. She snuggled her nose into his neck and he threw his arms around her. They stayed that way for five minutes until they noticed that her phone ringing. She slithered off him and scrambled to her pants on the floor.
"Oh shit. It's my mom and she has called nine times. I have to get home." She looked at him and saw the pout on his face. "Oh fuck it. To hell with her." She jumped onto the bed next to him and pulled the blankets over the both of them for a well-deserved snuggle.
Okay, so if you readers don't already know I am pregnant and I dream about food. While I was writing this I had a dream about the burger that I added into the story. I haven't had it yet, but putting it in my story helped with the cravings, so be warned, there might be more references to food to come.
Hope you enjoyed the story, let me know what you think. I am also opened to suggestions. Thanks for reading and enjoying. I won't stop writing if you don't stop reading.