Bran
He was waiting with his father and his brother and sister at the airport for the plane to touchdown. His mother and sister had been in Winterfell for three days. Ned had been beside himself with worry. The only time that he had been distracted was when Robert had come over with some wine and asked Ned to be his best man at his upcoming wedding. Bran knew that it was going to happen. It was a leap of logic on his part, not his sight.
He was pretty amazed at how cool his parents had been when he told them about his sight. It was like they understood and knew that he was telling the truth. He had thought that they would freak out and send him to a shrink. He would be okay if it had been the one Sansa was seeing. Lady Olenna was a pretty amazing woman. Bran had done some background on her. She had been married to a man who had died during a hunting accident. The man had been hacking and had been following the bird right a cliff. Unlike most women of her time she went to school and got her doctorate in psychology and made it her mission to help people. When she had helped Sansa Bran knew that if he went to anyone he would go to her.
He had left a message at the office for an appointment the following Monday. When his mother got home he knew that she would be getting into the crazy planning of the Baratheon Wedding that was going to take place in two weeks. But before that the high school was holding its graduation ceremony. Sansa, Sandor and Gendry and the rest of the Kings were all set to graduate and move on to the next stage of life. But that also meant that he would be heading back to Winterfell for the rest of his schooling. Winterfell High was going to seem small compared to Kings Landing. He wanted to stay down here so he could be challenged. Maybe he could ask his parents if he could stay here and live with the Baratheons. He tried to tell himself that he wanted to stay for school, not for his girlfriend or best friend.
The plane touched down and they waited at the point at the airport that was the arrival point. They had taken the jet, since Gendry was still with them. As soon as the stairs touched the ground Ned bounded over to the stairs and grabbed Catelyn as she had popped her head down. He was swinging her around and kissing her. His parents never liked to stay apart for to long.
"Ned put me down! I have to go see the children." Catelyn kissed her husband one more time and went to check on her other children. She took Rickons face in her hands and looked at his dirty face and shook her head. Sansa was hugging Arya. Then Bran was swooped up in strong arms.
"Mom I have some disturbing news, about that doctor friend of yours." Bran said once she loosened her grip.
"He is no friend of mind. Not after what he did to you." Catelyn said.
"Well another patient, called Brianne took him to court. He lost his license and all his money and is in jail. I wanted to add my name to the lawsuit, but father had said that things seemed very well taken care of. He tried to take out this Brianne's pituitary gland. Some people apparently said she was to masculine, and they had admitted her against their will, paid Baelish a lot of money and he started to cut her up. Thank god Dr. Osha went to his office that day. She was there with some members of the state board to look into Baelish and his shady dealings. She put a stop to the surgery and called the cops. They arrested him and he is now gone for 25 years."
"Bran how did you learn all this?"
"Dir. Osha called me and told me. It was after the trial and everything. With everything that has been going on I forgot I wanted revenge, but I guess fate took care of all that for me." Bran shrugged his shoulders and Catelyn kissed his head.
Ned was talking to Arya. He kept looking at Jon and Gendry. Then someone Bran had not expected to see walked off the jet. Rodrik walked over to her father and pulled him aside.
"Mother what is Rodrik doing here?" Rickon asked.
"I guess he is the only person we know who knows what Arya is truly feeling. He explained a lot to me about what Arya was feeling and why she ran. We thought that he would be the best person to talk to your father and stop him from sending Arya to a year round boarding school until she is 21." Catelyn said.
"Father really wanted to do that?" Bran demanded.
"Yes. And before I went and talked to Rodrik and saw Arya myself I agreed with him. But not anymore. She needs home and family and love, not to be sent away."
"I am glad that you understand mom. Arya doesn't need to be sent away. Um mom there is something that I wanted to talk to you about."
Just then Helen walked over to them and Catelyn said they would talk once they were home. Helen pulled Catelyn aside and they talked for a few minutes about Gendry and how he was doing. Then there was a cry of excitement and the two women were hugging and jumping up and down.
"Maid of Honor! Yes I would be. And it is all happening in two weeks! On we have to plan. We need to get the dresses and the shoes and figure out how to do our hair. Do you have flowers, cateriers, and a venue?" Catelyn walked off with Helen and they were discussing wedding things.
Myrcella was there with Sansa and Arya and they seemed to be to be excited about the wedding as well. Then Sansa pulled the other two girls closer to her and told them something that made Arya tear up and Myrcella hug Sansa. Bran was not sure that this all had to do with Helen and Roberts wedding. He would let this mystery go for the time being.
"Bran!" Theons voice boomed from the planes luggage area. "Come and get over here and help unload this shit."
"Theon, watch your language!" Catelyn's voice cracked like a whip.
"Sorry mom. Come help Bran." Theon waved him over. Bran walked to his brother and he took one of the bags from Theon.
"Where are Robb and Jon? Shouldn't they be helping?"
"They should. But Jon had been busy since that nurse showed up. It's your fault for introducing those two together." Theon threw him another bag, Bran staggered under the weight of it.
"You mean Dany? She went North and meet up with Jon? I knew that they had been talking. She used to pump me for information about him in my Physical Therapy sessions. Do you mean that they are a couple?"
"Couple is a bit of an understatement. I would say they have become some kind of strange creature that is always touching each other and kissing and when they can, fucking." Theon shook his head in disgust.
"Well that explains Jon, but what about Robb?" Bran was dragging some bags over to the waiting cars.
"He is driving Sansas car back with his girlfriend. If I were Sansa I would have that thing cleaned once she gets it home. The term fucking like rabbits comes to mind when I think if Robb and Jeyne."
"Shit Theon you sound bitter."
"Who me? Why should I be? The only one of us that doesn't have a fuck buddy is Rickon and me. Even you have a girlfriend. It's just so not fair." Theon sat down on the bumper of the car.
"Hey Theon, there will be someone out there for you. And I think I might know someone that I can introduce you to. Maybe you can be her date to the wedding? You are staying for that right?" They had gotten the last of the bags into the cars.
"Yeah, I'm staying. And this is something I never would have thought possible. My 14 year old brother setting me up on a date." Theon shook his head.
"Well it's not really me who will be setting you up. It will be Sansa. That has to be a little better, right?"
"Yeah. But not by much. Let's get the rest of the crazies into the car and go home. I need a shower." Theon went and talked to Ned and then walked to a car and got in. Theon had never been such low spirits before.
Bran decided to talk to Sansa as soon as he could. He was thinking of setting Margery up with Theon. He thought that she would be good for his brother. Maybe she could remember how to smile again, and Theon would be toned down a little. This plan of his was taking shape in his mind very nicely. He just hoped his sister would go for it.
Sansa
She had told Sandor that she wouldn't tell anyone that they planned to be married one day. But when she was at the airport and talking about being in Robert and Helens wedding with Arya and Myrcella she couldn't help it. The words just sort of popped out of her mouth before she could stop them.
"Sansa!" Arya had yelled. This caused her father to look over at her and she quickly shushed her sister.
"Keep it down. Sandor wants to ask dad for his blessing, but not until we are out of school." Sansa hissed.
"But it is just a formality now, right? And everyone with eyes can see that you were made for each other. I mean come on, who but you could love him." Arya nudged Sansa in the ribs.
"Are you talking about his scars?" Sansa demanded.
"No I am talking about his weird hobby. I mean who besides you likes to lie around looking at the stars for hours on end?"
Sansa smiled at the memories of her star gazing with Sandor. Then Myrcella was hugging her. I never would have thought that things would be so amazing for us all when you were new here and miserable. So much has changed and I am so glad. I wish that you two were my sisters. You know that first time that I spent the night at your house I wanted your parents to adopt me? I am glad that they didn't."
Sansa hugged Myrcella back. She stood there and knew that what Myrcella had said was true. So much had changed and happened. But it did all work out in the end. She had a man she loved, became valedictorian and had become prom queen. It was everything she had wanted in life. But the best thing that had happened is that she had her family all together and she knew that her sister loved her. She could forget all the bad things, because all the good shined much brighter.
"Girls! It's time to load up!" Robert bellowed. The girls hustled to a car and piled in.
"So when are you telling dad about you know?" Arya whispered from the back of one of the SUV's.
"At the party tomorrow night. After we graduate. I already told you that." She whispered back.
"Oh. Can I tell Gendry?"
"And I want to tell Argon too." Myrcella spoke up from Sansas other side.
"No you can't tell either of them yet. I wasn't even supposed to tell you. And tonight I have to tell mom and dad that I am going to Stanford in the fall. I picked a school. And the cool part is that Sandor is going to be there too. We hadn't even talked about where we were going and we both decided to go there on our own. It was a really weird conversation. He was all nervous about telling me and I had this pit in my stomach when I was going to tell him, that I just blurted it out at the same time he did. Then when we figured out we both wanted to go to Sanford we started laughing. It was just perfect that we both got in at the same school. I don't know what I would do if we had to go to different schools." Sansa shook her head. Then her smile lit up her whole face, remembering the whole night of their revelations to each other.
They drove to the Stark house and piled out. The Baratheons would be staying for dinner and Sansa knew that Helen and Catelyn would be together until the wedding was over. Sansa wished that Sander were here with her. He was being discharged from the hospital tonight at eight. That meant that she had five hours until she could get him. She had the keys to his car, since hers was not here yet, as well as the fact that he wouldn't be able to fit in her mini. So she was going to go and get him. She had talked to her father and Robert about what his home life was. Sandor's father and brother were home all the time now. They would make his life hell for going against the Lannisters. But he had stood by her and he was better off for it. Ned and Robert had agreed that he was not going to go home; he was going to stay at the Red Keep. She had not told him this news yet. It had only been decided on today.
They all sat down for dinner and she was amazed at how easy life was moving on. No one seemed to be angry at Arya anymore. In fact they were treating her like she was a wounded animal. And in a way she was. Her father was laughing with her about some of the staff they left up in Winterfell. Jon was holding hands with Dany and their mother was beaming at the two of them. Bran was talking to Theon in a hushed tone. Tommen and Rickon had their phones under the table playing their game. Myrcella was talking to Gendry and there were frown lines between Myrcellas brow. That was the only thing that was amiss at dinner.
When seven thirty rolled around Sansa stood up. Her father nodded at her and she left to get Sandor. Gendry was going to be right behind her to give her some time to tell Sandor the new living arrangements. She arrived at the hospital in his car and she left it out front. It would be half an hour at most in the loading zone.
She walked into the room and Sandor was in bed already dressed in his normal human clothing. He smiled at her when she got in the room and she rushed to give him a kiss.
"So I have some good news for you." She said when the kiss was done.
"What is it?"
"You don't have to do home anymore." She said with his face in her hands.
Sandor
Sandor was shocked at the words that had come out of Sansas mouth. He wouldn't have to go home? So where would he go?
"Where will I go then? Will I be staying in your room?" He raised his eyebrow at her.
She chuckled and shook her head.
"No silly. My father would never allow you to live with us, but there is someone else who would." There was a light in her eye and a smile lips that he knew was trouble.
"Where?"
Then Gendry walked into the room.
"With me. My parents said you could use either one of the guest rooms, or we could move into the guest house on the grounds. The house with the studio in it. I am moving there for the next two months until I have to go to Seattle for the record deal. Want to be my house mate. Well mine and four other guys?" Gendry was walking into the room with every word.
"How many rooms does this house have?" Sandor asked.
"Haven't you been in it before? You spent a lot of time at the Red Keep right?" Sansa asked.
"We mostly stayed at the pool house. And I never really stayed." He was feeling hostile for the moment, and Sansa just hit one of his sore points in his past.
"It has five rooms, but Beric has already decided that he won't need a room. He is going to be sleeping in the studio until we leave. So there is a room for you there. Come on man I think this is what you need. It will give you some time to be able to heal and breathe before you go off to Stanford." Sandor and Sansa looked at him with opened mouths. "Oh come on, Arya told me you were both going there."
"What? She told you that? Is that all that she told you?" Sansa demanded with her hands on her hips.
Gendry held up his good hand in surrender.
"Yes! That is all that she told me. Honest. Now why don't we get this guy out of here and take him to the Keep? The guest house is open and Sandors things are in the living room. You can pick any room you want, except the one with the balcony and the big bathroom. That one has been claimed."
"What do you mean it's been picked out already? Who picked it?" Sansa asked
"Who do you think?" Gendry asked.
They all said the same name at once.
"Hot Pie!"
"His groupies are really making him popular. Now I have to get back to the Starks house. Jon. Dany and Arya want to watch a Martian Scorsese film. See you." Gendry walked out of the room and Sandor was finally able to let it all sink in.
"So how long have you been working on this?" Sandor asked.
"Since I went to your house to get some of your things and your family was at the house. I was told in no uncertain terms that you were no longer a member of the family. That because of you everything is shit for your family now. I will say that this was great, because they packed all of your things and my father had it all moved to our house. It is a blessing. You don't have to deal with those people anymore."
"You are the only family I need." He kissed the tip of her nose.
"Well me and the rest of the Starks. Now let's go get you into your new house. We have a big day tomorrow."
Sandor drove to the Keep and pulled around to the back of the house to the guest house. By anyone else's standards this would have been a family home. It had a large living area. A huge kitchen, even its own little hot pub and patio out back. The rest of the bottom of the house was taken up by the studio. The upstairs was made up of the bedrooms. They looked in on the room with the balcony and the big tub. The room seemed small to make up for the size of the bathroom so Sandor was alright walking away from it.
"Sandor I found your room." Sansa called from one of the rooms overlooking back of the house. It showed the sunset and the large picture windows let in the fading light to the best advantage.
"Yeah this will do. Now come here. I want to take you. It has been so long."
Sansa walked over to him, removing an article of clothing with every step she took. First the blouse, then the skirt, then the cammie and her bra went flying. By the time she was in front of him she was in nothing but teal lace panties, and her heels.
"Fuck Sansa. You are more erotic then any person I have ever met before." He reached out to touch her. She took his hand to his bare chest and he fondled her with pleasure. He felt his need for her grow. By the time he got both hands on her chest he was fully erect.
"I want you Sandor. I want you so bad." She kissed him and she let her lounge open his mouth to capture his.
"I want you to." He pushed her back a little and looked her in the eye. "We won't be able to do it the way that we always have. With me on top. You will have to ride me this time." Sandor watched her take this information in. She had never been willing to do this for him, but now that he couldn't she had to, if she wanted him.
"Okay, let's try this." She went back to kissing him and his hands slid down her panties. He slipped his hand between her moist folds and found her clit and massaged it until he had her quivering in his hand.
"On the bed," she panted. "Now!"
He lay down on the bed and she slid his pants down to his knees. His boxers were next and he saw her look at him for the first time. She took a few seconds to let it all sink in and then slid up the bed until she straddled him. She guided the tip of him into the opening of herself. She waited to adjust to him and then he was helping her move. Sandor watched as Sansa lost herself to the sensation of their sex. He watched her tits bounce above him and he knew that he was close to coming. She had started out slow and unsure, but the longer they were at it she began to go with the motion. She closed her eyes and yelled her pleasure and as her insides clenched around him, he spilled himself inside her.
Sansa started to collapsed on top of him, but he moved her to his side just in time. His chest still hurt him and would for a few weeks still to come. But on a whole he was peaceful.
"So you will ask my father tomorrow?"
"Yeah. I even have a ring for you to make it proper." He kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him.
"A ring? Like a real ring?" There was shock on her face.
"Yeah. It was my mothers. It has been in her family for years. In her will she gave it to me and now I am giving it to you." She was speechless and he kissed her again. "Now come on. You have to go soon. I don't want your dad mad at me the night before I ask him to marry you."
They dressed and he drove her home. The movie was still playing so they settled in to watch the rest of Gangs of New York.
"God I love Leo." Sansa said as she snuggled up to him.
"Me too." Arya said.
"Un-Hu" Dany said.
The three guys looked at one another in confusion.
"Well that Camron Dias is one smoking babe." Jon said. Dany looked at him and he smiled. She smacked him on the arm then went back to watching the movie.
"Yeah. She is so hot. What do you think Sandor?" Gendry asked over Aryas head.
"She is nice to look at. But I have seen hotter." That comment received glares from the guys and a blush from Sansa. They finished the movie and Sandor went back to the Keep at the same time as Gendry.
"Big day tomorrow. See you in the morning for rehearsal." Sandor said when he got to the part of the driveway leading to the guest house.
Gendry waved at him as he drove to the main house. Tomorrow was going to be a stressful day for him. Sandor was both looking forward to it, but dreading it at the same time. He stripped out of his clothes and fell to sleep the moment his head touched the pillow.
Arya
She had kissed Gendry goodbye at the door and walked into her father's study. She had not really had a chance to talk to him since she had got home. But Rodrik, Jon and her mother had. She hoped that they had explained things to him. How she had been scared and angry and did the only thing she could think of and ran home.
"Daddy? Can we talk?"
"Yeah. We can talk. But I just want you to know I finally understand why you did what you did. Rodrik explained things to me and Jon told me what you were like on the phone. And your mother told me what you were like when she got there. She said that you were sorry and that you need help. So I have made you an appointment to see Olenna."
"Oh dad. I am so sorry. I just didn't think that I could stay here anymore without getting my head clear." She was beside his chair and she started to cry. She had been so strong when she had been confronted by her family up North and she had kept it together when they had gotten to the airport, but now in her father's study she let herself cry.
"It is alright Little Wolf." He said stroking her hair. "I couldn't have helped you, since I don't know what you felt like, what you still feel like. I have never taken another life before and now I think that is a good thing that you went home to talk to Rodrik. He knows. So I am not mad at you Arya."
"Thank you daddy." She hugged him and stood to go to bed.
She walked into her room and passed out to go to sleep. She had slept like a baby in Winterfell, wrapped around Gendry. But now here in the South, alone she wasn't sure she would be able to keep the nightmares away.
She dreamed of Prom again. She watched as Gendry gave his crown up and she was so pleased that he gave it to Sandor. They were getting ready to put the crown on Sandors head and Gendry was coming to her. Then all hell broke loose. There was a shot to the stage and Tyrion crumpled on the floor. Arya made her way to the stage when a voice froze her in her spot.
Jaqen was not on the other side of the ballroom this time. He was right beside her. His voice whispered in her ear.
"If you come with me I won't kill him. I won' kill your sister; I won't kill your friends. Just come with me and it is all over."
Arya looked over her shoulder to see Gendry on the stage calling her name. She knew what she had to do. She looked at Jaqen and saw the bulge of a gun under his arm and tried to be fast. Her hand shot out and took the gun. She got ahold of it and aimed it at Jaqen. She smiled thinking she had won. But he got the gun from her and leveled it at the stage and shot Gendry in the head. She screamed and fell to her knees.
Jaqen was beside her. The gun still in his hand. She got it away from him again, but instead of aiming for him she held it to her own head. Jaqen froze.
"Come one step closer and I blow my own brains out."
"Lovely Girl, don't do that." He reached out for her and her fingers tightened on the trigger.
"I mean it. I have nothing left to lose."
Jaqen smiled at her and rushed her, but she was faster. She pulled the trigger and she fell to the floor. She wasn't dead yet. Because she could feel Jaqen gather her in his arms and carry her to the stage. He placed her next to Gendry. Then he took up the gun and shot himself.
But just like in reality the cops burst in the room, the paramedics came to her and instead of them saving Gendry, they saved her. But Gendry was dead.
She woke up in a bed covered in sweat and sick to her stomach. She crawled out of bed and walked to her parent's room. It was 4:30 in the morning, and they were sleeping. She tapped on the door to the room and her father called for her to come in. She opened the door and walked in.
"Arya?" Her mother asked sitting up in bed. "What is it?"
"Can I sleep in here tonight? I had a bad dream."
"Sure hon. Whatever you need."
She climbed in her parent's bed, something that she had not done since she was four years old. She finally fell asleep, and this time she didn't dream.
Gendry
The few days he was in the North had been difficult. Things had been toughest for him when she had said that she didn't know if she wanted to keep seeing him, despite the fact that she still loved him. He had gotten angry at her and said some curlew things.
"Do you remember when we started dating? How you said that you wanted someone to fight for you? Well I want you to fight for me. I died for you Arya. If that doesn't prove how much I want to be with you, or how much I would give up for you I don't know what will. But you have not shown me what you want. You have not shown me that you will fight for me. All you have shown is that when things get tough you run. I am tired of the running Arya. I am ready for us to be real. So I will ask you once and only once, is this real to you?" He had asked.
"I have killed someone for you Gendry. You may have died, but I have killed. I would say that is fucking real." Then she had started to cry, but pulled herself together, only letting one tear fall. "No one understands what I feel like. You all think you do, but you don't. And I don't blame you. I did, but don't anymore. I forgive you, and Jaqen and myself. I love you and I want to be with you." She had kissed them and they had tumbled in to bed together.
Gendry was afraid of how Arya was going to sleep without him there to sooth her when her dreams got to be to much. She would shake in her sleep, and cry, and shake. He held her and would kiss her and she would hall into her peaceful sleep.
But being here he was not sure that she would be okay for the night. But he was so tired that he didn't really think about her until he woke up the next morning. He picked up his phone and called her. She didn't answer. She might be in the bathroom he thought so he gave her some time while he got dressed and then tried to call her back again. Still nothing.
This was not like her. She always picked up, unless she was on the run. So he did the next best thing and called Jon.
"This better be life or death Baratheon. It is seven o'clock in the fucking morning."
"I can't reach Arya. I need to know that she is alright. She's not picking up the phone." Gendry tried not to let his panic sweep out of him, but he was having a hard time doing it.
"Fuck. Hold on. Let me go find her." Jon spoke in soft tones to someone on his end of the line.
Gendry smiled, he knew that it was Dany. She was good for his friend and he was glad that they were together. He heard Jon open the door and walk around the house. He finally heard a knock on a door and then another hushed conversation, and then Jon was back on the phone.
"Gendry? She's alright. It seems that she had some kind of nightmare and ended up sleeping in with Mom and Dad. But she is here and still sleeping. Dad said that she tossed and turned from the moment she came in with them and she had just now fallen into a restless sleep."
"Fuck. I should have told someone that she was still having the nightmares. When we were in Winterfell she had them. I had to hold her all night. I haven't gotten any rest myself until I got home."
"Don't sweat it man. She just needs to remember that she is loved. It might take some time, but she will get there in the end." Jon yawned and Gendry could tell he had gone back into bed. He could hear wet kissing sounds coming from his end of the phone.
"Hey man I think I need to go. I have rehearsal today and can't be late." Gendry hung up the phone before he heard anything else.
Arya was safe and sleeping. That is all that he could hope for. So he went down for breakfast. Tommen was there, on his phone. He was in the game a lot. Gendry played too, but he wasn't as involved in it as his brother.
"Tommy how goes the war?" Gendry asked, setting a hand on his brother's shoulder.
"Shit. Oops. I didn't say that. But not so good. Robb is really giving me trouble. I want to just crush him, but the only way I can do that is to get in with the Freys. I don't want to win by treachery. I want to do it fairly. Why is this game so hard?"
"It's the Game of Thrones, little brother. You either win or die."
Myrcella walked in the room then and she looked down at the seat next to her. Gendry went over and sat down.
"So tonight at the party there will be some big news. Now I said that I wouldn't say, but you are my brother and I know that you would want to know. Sandor is going to ask Ned's permission to marry Sansa tonight and she said that she wanted to announce it at the party."
"What!" Gendry yelled. He had asked Arya to marry him, but he never thought to ask her did. He didn't want to have that conversation with Ned. He had to remind himself that Arya had two years left of high school before she could marry. He relaxed and let this news sink in.
"Not so loud. Now act surprised when they announce it tonight. We all have to pretend like we don't know." She said to him with a look on her face that his mother gets. They were spending to much time together. "Now I have a question to ask you that is personal."
"Okay shoot."
Gendry tucked in to his breakfast. He was shoveling scrambled eggs into his mouth when she asked him if she should ask father if she could spend the next school year in the North to be closer to Aegon.
"Um, you know him better then I do. But I think that he would say yes to anything that would make us happy at the moment. How do you think I got the use of the guest house for the band for the next two months?"
"Good point. So you think I should just ask him?" Myrcella asked.
"Yeah why not. Ask. There is no harm in asking, right?" He downed some OJ and looked at his phone. "I got to go. It's time to get this whole graduation thing started. Practice now. Like who can fuck up walking up on a stage to get a slip of paper?"
He walked out of the house to his car and drove to school. The senior class was meeting at the football field. It was an outside ceremony and he was not to thrilled about that. It was already hot and going to get hotter. The rest of his bandmates were all clumped together. He would be walking with Aegon, but the five of them, plus Sandor, Sansa and Margery would have seats in the same row. They milled around until Renly took the stage and tapped on the mick.
"Ladies and gentleman, I have some bad news. Our principle has fallen ill. But it is not going to stop today. The show must go on. I will be the one that you take your diplomas from. Now let's get this rehearsal on the road. Places, everyone, places!" Renly clapped his hand and they all fell into line. Beric, Thoros and Hot Pie went first in their group. Aegon and himself were nest followed by Sandor, Sansa and Margery. They all took their seats and sat there in the sun waiting for their names to be called. They played cards while waiting. There were the speeches and the guest speakers and to Gendry it just went on and on. The only part he paid attention to was when Sansa was up there and gave her speech, but by that time he was board, tired and hungry so he didn't pay much attention, but he stopped playing cards.
"And I am proud to finish my school career at Kings Landing High. We may not have had the easiest year, but we sure made it our own. Despite t dark times, WE SHONE THORUGH!" Sansa yelled at the end. The assembled class roared with cheers. Many students around him had tears in their eyes. Gendry didn't really know what had happened, but he was standing and clapping along with the rest of them.
They had an hour to get home and get ready by the time the rehearsal was finished. Renly had kept them all late to work on what he called the choreography. They walked from start to finish three times before he was satisfied. He just had time to change into his "nice" clothe and don his cap and gown. He was down stairs with the guys when Helen came out of the kitchen yelling at them that they would be late if he didn't make it to the school now. They all left and made it to the school.
"All right gents. This is the end of one chapter in our lives and the start of another. Now let's go rock this." Beric said as they walked into their places.
Myrcella
The Baratheon family drove in a limo to the ceremony with the Starks and their large brood. Robb had made it this morning with his girlfriend and so they were all piled in the car. Myrcella sat next to Arya and they were talking in hushed tones.
"I would love it if you were able to come stay the next year in Winterfell. The boys will only be two hours away, so we can see them on weekends. I say that would be easier for you. And I think being up there will be good for you." Arya said when she had admitted her idea to her best friend.
"Would your parents take me in?'
"Yeah. Sansas room will be empty, as are the older boys. We can redo Robb's room for you. Just for the hell of it." Arya let her gaze flick to her older brother.
"I wouldn't want to put anyone out." Myrcella started.
"We also have plenty of guest rooms that you could take over. It's going to be lonely at the house with Sansa gone. I have really grown to love her since we moved down here." Arya looked sad then a smile bloomed across her face. "Besides we can be like sisters, well pretend sister. Until I am old enough to marry that brother of yours." Arya smiled and it lit up her whole face.
"So you are really going to marry his someday?" Myrcella asked.
"Yeah I am. In a way I think that we have to marry one another. After all that we went through together. But truly I love the fool."
"I can tell. You are good for him. And he is good for you. You two are meant for one another."
"And I think you and Aegon were made for each other. It must be really tempting having him on the house grounds." Arya looked wistful.
"He isn't there yet. And I think that for the first few days my dad will be doing bed checks for us. Sometimes I hate being a daughter. Fathers are so protective." Myrcella said.
"We are here. Everyone out." Roberts's voice boomed in the car.
They all filed out of the car and made their way as a unit, Baratheon and Stark, to their seats. They all sat down in their seats and waited for the ceremony to start. Uncle Renly took the stage and made the speeches. They were all laughing over the funny stories he told. But then the speech took a turn and touched on the night of prom. Myrcella took Aryas hand and held it. She knew Arya had it bad, but her brother had been one of the bad guys that night. The speech was done and Renly called Sansa to the stage.
"Ladies and gentleman, fellow members of the class of 2014, we are gathered here today goodbye, to so many things. Goodbye to childhood, goodbye to the past, and in some cases goodbye to each other. I know how hard goodbyes can be. Three months into this year I said goodbye to the only place I knew of as home. I left a world that I knew and came to this one. And I will admit I was scared, on more occasions then one. And I will say that life here had not been easy. But everything I have experienced here in Kings Landing has made me stronger. It has made me glad that I have came here. I for one do not think we are made by the things that are easy; they are made by the hardships we face. And this year has been hard for us all. And I know that it seem dark, and I know that it seems tarnished. But I am proud to finish my school career at Kings Landing High. We may not have had the easiest year, but we sure made it our own. Despite t dark times, WE SHONE THORUGH!" Sansa raised her arms in the air and the roar of the crowd was deafening.
Catelyn was weeping into Neds shoulders and Arya was holding her hand while the other one sent the sign language sign of I Love You to her sister. Sansa walked off the stage and Renly walked on stage and said it was time to call the names for the diplomas.
When Gendry's name was called it was way too early. He was still called Waters, but they had just called him Baratheon. He stood, slightly shaken, but walked up there to get the diploma.
She screamed along with Arya when he walked off the stage and then Aegon was called. She yelled like she had never yelled in her life. Her voice was horse by the end of the graduation. All her friends had walked on stage and received their diplomas. Now the only thing left was a party at the Keep.
They all waited around to congratulate the recent grads. She rushed up to Aegon and threw herself on him, crushing him with kisses.
"I love you." She yelled.
"I love you too, My Cella." He kissed her again, and then spun her around.
"Aegon what would you say if I was up North with Arya next year? She asked. She had not asked him about this yet.
"That would be amazing. I would love you to be there. Just two hours away. I think that would be amazing! Have you asked your parents? Have they said yes?" Argon asked.
"I was going to ask them tonight. And I think that they will say yes. I just wanted to run it by you first." Myrcella bobbed her head.
"Ask him as soon as you can. I want to know." They kissed again and then he was pulled away to get his real diploma. She made it to the limo, but stood back waiting for her father to get there.
"Ah, Myrcella, my golden girl. I am so proud of your brother. We had the name change made official earlier this week. Do you think he was surprised when they called him by his real name?" Robert asked as he came up to her.
"Yeah dad I think he was. Dad there is something I wanted to ask you. I was wondering if I could go up to Winterfell next school year." She asked and held her breath.
Robert let out one of his booming laughs.
"I was just waiting for you to ask. Ned came to me this afternoon and asked me if Bran could stay here with us for the next year. I said yes, but told him he should expect one of mine to want to come to you. And here there you are. Asking just the thing I said would happen."
"So is that a yes?" Myrcella asked.
"It's a yes. But I will miss you. I love you Myrcella. But we have two months until you go. And I want to spend as much time with you in the next two months as I can." Her father kissed her in the head, then Helen walked up and they got into the limo.
"Arya! Guess what I am coming to the North with you next year!" The two held arms and jumped around before they were told to get into the car.
"Well Ned it looks like we are trading children for a while. I will take your Bran, if you will take my Myrcella, like we discussed." Robert said, once they were all in the car and driving away.
They drove to the Keep and the guests were arriving. It was another half an hour till the graduates finally arrived at the house. The assembled guests cheered when the eight of them walked in the doors.
First thing Myrcella noticed was Sandor kiss Sansas hand and make a beeline for Ned. They walked into her father's study and closed the door. Arya and Myrcella walked over to Sansa. They stood in the entryway with fake smiles on their faces. Margery was holding onto one hand and Arya on the other. Myrcella had her hand on her shoulder. Then the door to the study opened and Ned looked at his eldest daughter and nodded his head.
"This is it. The day that the rest of my life is decided. Wish me luck girls." Sansa said as she walked to her father. The door closed behind them and the other three waited for the news.
Myrcella and the others tried to mingle, but were to tense to really do any good, so they retreated back to their group. All the guys, except for Gendry were confused to the girl's anxiety. Then the door opened and Ned walked out. He was looking for Catelyn and Arya and Myrcella let out the breath he was holding. If Catelyn was going in then he had to have said yes.
It was another ten minutes later until the door opened again, but this wait was not so bad. Myrcella smiled at everyone and Arya laughed liked she had not a care in the world. Then the door of the study opened and out walked Mr. and Mrs. Stark, followed by Sandor and Sansa. The younger two made their way to their friends, all smiles. The older two went for Robert, Helen and the Tyrell's. They had a fast conversation and then Ned waved Sansa and Sandor over to them.
"This is it. They are going to announce it. Right now!" Arya squealed.
"Ladies and gentleman. We are here to celebrate the passage of childhood to adulthood for a number of our young members of our families." Robert said from half way up the stairway. "Would you all please join me and congratulating not just my son, but Sansa, Sandor, Margery, Aegon, Hot Pie, Thoros and Beric on graduating High School." After the cheers died down Robert smiled as the room. "Now I turn the floor over to my good friend Eddard Stark. "
Ned walked to the stairs and smiled at the group of over a hundred guests.
"My friends. It is my pleasure to be here today surrounded by my friends and family to see this amazing event of our little girl move onto the next stage in her life. I just want her to know that I love her more then words can say. But there is someone else here that also loves her and has proven his love more times than can be counted. Ladies and Gentleman I think that mister Sandor Clegane has a question and an announcement to make. Sandor?"
Sandor was at the base of the stairs with Sansa. Myrcella, Arya and Margery had dragged everyone else to the base of the stairs to be able to see what was going to happen next.
Sandor got down on one knee and held out a ring box. Then he spoke. His voice was soft, but it carried in the large entryway of the Keep.
"Sansa Stark, I know that we have not known one another for very long, and I know that we have not dated for that long. But we have been through some shi.. stuff together. And I know that no matter what happens of where we go I will always love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So I am asking you Sansa Stark, here, now, in front of all these people, Will you marry me?"
The room held their breath, ever Myrcella who knew the answer already.
"Yes." Sansa said and reached down to pull Sandor to his feet. They kissed and the cheers were so loud that Myrcella thought that the roof would be blown off the house. She watched as he slipped the ring on her finger and it shone almost as bright as the smiles on Sandor and Sansas faces.
"Well now that we have one more thing to party about, let's get this party really going" Gendry hollered into the room. The guests cheered and the music started playing. They all danced well into the night. In the morning Myrcella found herself in bed with Aegon and they were still dressed.
"What happened? Why are we in my bed?" She asked rubbing sleep from her eyes.
"It's only five. Come on lets go back to sleep." And for once Myrcella didn't argue and she wasn't afraid that they would be caught. She fell back to sleep in the arms of the man that she loved. Life was good.
A/N
Okay this is it. The one right before the last. It should be up soon. I just want you all to know that it is almost done. ANd if you are reading this story and thinking it is to mushy, remember I am a total sucker for the Happily Ever After. Okay enjoy and let me know what yoyu think.