Game of Thrones: What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger

Chapter 7 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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wazzup11: Yes, well, Joffrey is using that as leverage clearly, leaving her in a tight spot.
Marina Ka-Fai: Yeah, it's not easy for her; it leaves her in a tight spot too, given her parents warnings.
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Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.

Chapter 7

Bran smiled to himself as he wheeled himself along; Jojen walked alongside him, both of them, both of them heading for the Reed's home. Jojen looked over at Bran and nodded.

"So, how was your day Bran?" He asked casually.

Bran grinned and shrugged. "It wasn't too bad; everything was, same as always I suppose."

Jojen nodded; he had been concerned for his friend as he had noticed Bran becoming quieter and strangely nervous at times.

'It was as if something was bothering him and he was too…afraid to talk about it.' He thought to himself. 'But he seems better now; happier.'

He decided to approach the matter delicately. "Are you sure nothing's happened, Bran you have been a little…"

Bran laughed softly. "I know what you're gonna say Jojen. I'm fine, don't worry. I…I had a bit of a talk yesterday with my mum. There was something on my mind, troubling me; but she helped me figure things out."

Jojen smiled.

"That's good; well, so long as it helps you out." Jojen replied.

Bran nodded and they continued onwards, soon reaching the Reed's house. Jojen bit his lip as he observed the driveway.

"Hmmm, guess mum and dad are away out somewhere." He remarked. "Meera's still in though, that's her car."

Bran nodded, smiling; he had hoped to find Meera here after all.

They made their way up to the door; entering the house. They found Meera in the kitchen, seated at the table, a mug of tea on the table, as well as her laptop. She was typing on it; working on something for college no doubt.

Jojen was fifteen like Bran, Meera meanwhile was twenty, yet both of them were somewhat shorter than average, slender with messy brown hair, Meera's reaching to her shoulders, they both also had moss green eyes. Meera wasn't your typically beautiful girl, there had been comments regarding her, mostly about her being flat-chested and 'too boyish'.

But for Bran, that wasn't the case and something like being flat-chested didn't bother him.

"Hey guys." She greeted them with a smile.

They both smiled and returned her greeting. Bran felt his face heat up and prayed he wasn't actually blushing. Now that he was closer to Meera; he began to have his doubts again.

'She's beautiful; so perfect and kind, funny…She's the one who really helped cheer me up. Made me feel like a person again after the accident.' He thought to himself. 'But even so; that's not, she wouldn't feel the same…No, remember what mum said; I can do this. I can do this.'

He composed himself; moving his wheelchair next to the kitchen table.

Jojen smiled gently. "Well, I better go and get changed; I'll be right back guys."

They nodded and Jojen headed upstairs.

Silence reigned and Bran shifted uncomfortably in his wheelchair. Now it was just him and Meera, he could feel the nervousness returning at full strength. He opened his mouth, but the words wouldn't come out.

He closed his mouth again and tried to act calmly. He had to think how best to approach this, but quickly. It would be harder to do so after all when Jojen returned.

"Are you alright?" Meera asked suddenly. "You look kinda worried."

Bran felt his face heating up again and quickly shook his head. "I'm, I'm fine; it's nothing."

Meera sighed. "Bran, you can tell me anything you know. Tell me, how you truly are, you seem under the weather these days, can I help?"

"I just…Well, there's, there's this girl I like." He finally admitted, blushing furiously. "But, I'm not sure if she'd like me; since I'm, well…"

He gestured down to his wheelchair sadly.

Meera sighed and shook her head. "Seriously Bran, if this girl is, well, even half as good a person as you are, she'd love you no matter what."

Bran looked unconvinced so she added.

"You know, I don't mind your wheelchair, you are you, not a piece of metal…" She paused before sighing and then adding, with a shy smile. "If it was me, I know I would."

"Would you?" Bran replied surprised.

Meera rolled her eyes; noting he wasn't quite getting it. "I would…and I do."

Bran gasped. "You…You're joking?"

"No, I'm not." She replied with a grin.

Bran looked amazed and then, his heart soared as, to prove her point, Meera leaned over and kissed him, a kiss he happily returned.

Elsewhere, Tommen was surprised; he was heading to the gym for his usual after school workout. Yet to his surprise, Robin had asked to come along, to join him.

"You sure of this, Robin?" He asked; a little worried.

Robin grinned. "I'll be fine, I wanna do this; I wanna try and get strong, like you. Sports can do me good."

Tommen sighed but agreed and smiled. They headed into the gym and got changed into simple shorts and T-shirts and headed out to the gym itself.

"I hope you know what you're doing." Tommen remarked.

Robin nodded. "It's alright, I'll manage."

Tommen nodded and helped Robin with a few warm up stretches before they got to work, started with the treadmills. Things seemed to be going well, and Tommen started to relax; until suddenly, about five minutes in, Robin coughed. Tommen stopped his treadmill and turned to Robin.

"Robin…" He began, worried.

Robin looked paler than usual, but shook his head. However, before he could say anything he suddenly began coughing. Realizing he was having an attack; Tommen acted quickly and stopped the treadmill and got Robin off it. Robin continued to cough and even began to tremble violently.

Tommen quickly searched Robin's pockets and pulled out his inhaler; then helped Robin take it. Slowly Robin managed to get his breathing back under control; his body stopped trembling.

"Is everything alright, should I…?" One of the staff said as they approached.

Robin shook his head. "I'll; I'll be alright, thank you."

The staff member looked hesitant, worried, but left. Tommen turned to Robin.

"Gods, you scared me." Tommen said.

Robin smiled gently. "Sorry I…"

Tommen shook his head and smiled. "It's fine; we'll figure something out, okay. We'll find some fitness exercises that you can do."

Robin ginned and nodded and let Tommen help him up, glad to have him now as a friend.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.