Game of Thrones: Shot Through the Heart

Chapter 4 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Chapter 4

Bran smiled as he fired another arrow; striking the target dead centre. He turned to Meera who nodded; returning his smile, before she stepped up to fire at her target. Her arrow flew true and hit the centre too.

"Nice shot." Bran remarked cheerfully.

Meera smirked. "Thanks, yours was pretty good too."

They were still engaging in their competition; friendly of course, noting how it seemed to be improving their skills. It also brought them closer; they spent a lot of time together talking now, even meeting up during lunch at school. Bran couldn't believe how quickly he and Meera had become friends and how close their friendship was. It also made the strange tingling sensation in his stomach whenever he looked at her, even stranger to him.

'It's weird, it's almost like, some kind of warm feeling, as if I…' He began thinking but then shook his head. 'Focus Bran, focus, it's your shot now.'

So he pushed the thoughts from his head and took up position again. He took aim and fired, luckily he had indeed managed to clear his head, so his shot struck true, like the ones before it. Meera went to follow suit and drew back her bow. She prepared to release the shot when suddenly there was a loud snapping noise.

All eyes turned towards her. Her arrow flew wide and struck the wall behind the targets, her splintered bow fell to the ground, she staggered back, grimacing in pain as she clutched her right forearm, pain lancing through it. Bran was immediately at her side.

"Meera?" He sounded very agitated.

She shook her head. "My arm; it hurts…But it shouldn't be that bad, I…"

She was stopped however by the instructor approaching.

"What happened here?"

Meera did her best to explain, despite the pain she felt; Bran also explained what he saw.

The instructor nodded. "I see, you better go and get your hand seen to then, Miss Reed."

Meera started at that and shook her head. "Surely that's not, I mean it's not that bad, I'll."

"Let's let the nurse decide that." The instructor told her firmly.

Meera sighed and gave in; she turned to Bran.

"Sorry about this." She said.

Bran shook his head, replying. "Don't be, if you're arm's hurt bad; better you get it seen to."

She nodded and left, heading for the infirmary. Bran watched her go sadly; he turned to see the instructor picking up the remains of Meera's bow.

"What happened?" He asked; worried.

The instructor examined the damaged bow carefully and then sighed.

"Too much tension on the string, the limbs were bent too far." He explained. "The wood couldn't take it and just snapped. We'll have to see about replacing this."

He then walked away, Bran distractedly returned to his own archery, taking extra care now, worried in case he made the same mistake.

It was later in the day, Bran was heading home; his mind clouded by worry. He hadn't seen Meera since the incident; it was only be asking Jojen he discovered that Meera's injury had been a serious sprain. As a result she would be unable to come to the club for a week at the least. He bit his lip as he considered that, worried about Meera. They had only become close friends recently but he knew enough about her to know one thing. While she wouldn't defy the medical advice she had been given, she wouldn't be happy about it. She would be restless and ill-at-ease. He began pondering if there was anything he could do to help her. Later he sat at the table with the rest of his family. They were having dinner, yet the family noticed Bran's preoccupation.

"Bran." Catelyn spoke up at last, causing him to look up. "Are you okay, you seem distracted?"

Bran saw the whole family watching him and cleared his throat. "Oh, yeah, sorry mum, I just…There was an accident at the archery club today, Meera was hurt. I was just wondering if she was okay."

The family all shared a look at that.

Finally Ned spoke. "Ah, I see, well, maybe you should go and see her soon, let her know we all wish her well."

Bran smiled and nodded.

"Okay, thanks."

Dinner continued and once done, Bran prepared to head down to Greywater Watch to visit Meera.

Bran knocked on the door, Jojen answered and smiled when he saw him.
"Hey Bran; good to see you."

Bran smiled back. "Hi Jojen, how is everything going?"

Jojen nodded as he let Bran in. "Good, good, as you've probably guessed, Meera is a little restless; it's infuriating for her what's happened."

"I guessed as much, I actually came to see her, see if she's okay." Bran replied, explaining the reason for his visit.

Jojen nodded, trying to hide his smirk; he could see the real reason why Bran was so anxious to see Meera.

"Cool; I'm sure she'll appreciate that, she's upstairs in her room. Go ahead."

Bran nodded and headed upstairs. He knocked on the door and entered when Meera invited him in. She was sitting on the edge of her bed, her frustration clear on her face, her right arm was in a brace. However she brightened up, smiling, when she saw Bran.

"Hey; good to see you." She said at once.

Bran smiled too. "Same; so…I heard what happened, it's not gonna be the same without you there."

Meera laughed, although it sounded forced. "Don't worry about it; I'll be better in no time, so don't you slack off."

"Wouldn't dream of it." He replied at once, relieved that she could at least still use her usual humour, despite her frustrations. "Seriously though, don't rush things. Just take your time and recover…My family send their best wishes."

She smiled and nodded; grateful to the Starks, especially to Bran for coming to visit her.

It was later in the week and Bran was once more at the archery club; he took aim and fired, striking the target. However much he tried however, he couldn't shake one nagging thought.

'It feels like this class has gone on forever, just like the ones before it.' He sighed and shook his head. 'It's just not the same without Meera somehow; not as fun as it used to be. I…I miss having her here.'

With that he sighed and fired another arrow; landing slightly off centre as he was distracted by his thoughts on Meera.

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