So here is the first chapter, I have the second one pretty much written as well. I am really unsure of this but I figure if I don't get these things out of my head the idea will sit forever.

I do not anything other Lyrina/Rena.

Chapter 1- Little Girl.

4years later.

Lyrina's P.O.V

"Shouldn't you be in needle class or whatever it is with Septa?" Lyrina took a seat next to Theon and just put a finger to her lips. She really wished he could just be quiet sometimes, in all the time she had known him he just got more annoying. She didn't want Lady Stark to find out she had been skipping her lessons, again but she wanted to watch the boys practice, it was more fun. Theon just chuckled to himself and went back to watching Bran try to shoot. Lyrina loved watching the boys learn, and secretly she wished she could show them what she knew, but Jon made her promise. She was a girl, and even though she was just a ward of the family, the Starks treated her just as they did Sansa and Arya. She was to act like a lady, not like some wildling archer. So she just persuaded Jon to teach her in private, and she had gotten quite good over the last year or so he told her. She wished she could say the same about Bran. Jon leaned down and whispered something to Bran before they both looked up at the balcony above, where Lyrina could only imagine the Stark parents were sitting.

As Bran went to take another shot, his brother Robb turned around and locked eyes were Lyrina and she groaned inwardly. He was going to make her go back, she just knew it, he was such an ass. But he didn't say a word he just smirked at the girl and turned back to watch his bother. For once, Robb wasn't going to scold her like she was a child, that was something new.

Poor Bran missed his shot again, and Lyrina winced. He was good with a bow most times but she was sure the added pressure of literally everyone watching him wasn't making it easier. He was getting ready to shoot again, with the encouragement of his father and brothers when just before he shot, an arrow landed in the middle of the target. Lyrina had felt the arrow fly from behind her and she turned around just as everyone did to see Arya standing there with an accomplished look on her face.

"Oh come on." Bran threw down his bow and began to chase after his older sister. Lyrina almost fell over in laughter as the two kids chased each other. Jon and Robb approached her laughing as well.

"Skipping class to watch the boys again,Rena?" Jon leaned against the fence beside her and she smiled at him. In the four years she had been a ward here she had grown so close to the bastard son of Lord Stark. Sometimes she felt like they could relate to one another, she hadn't seen her parents in years, and she felt like her mother didn't even consider her a daughter. Not that any of that mattered anymore, because now she was Rena the orphan ward of Winterfell.

"Only the last few minutes,plus I finished my needle work." Lyrina stuck her tongue out at the boy who just shook his head and laughed, but his brother,Robb, on the other hand that just stared at her. She looked into his eyes as he stared at her until she could no longer hold his gaze.

In the last four years she had grown close to every member of the Stark family, except for Robb Stark. It wasn't due to a lack of respect for the eldest son, it was just that they hadn't gotten the chance to be close. When she first arrived at Winterfell he was kind to her, but after only a few years he had come to treat as a child. Lyrina was impulsive, careless with her emotions but also fragile, and though now she was a woman she still acted like a child. Robb was more serious, unless with his little siblings, but even then he always had an air of seriousness. Lyrina had tried to get close to him, as he had with Jon, but he was always sneaking off the Greyjoy doing Gods know what.

"How do you ever expect to marry a man if you would rather just be around other men instead of learning the things needed to be a proper lady?" Robb's voice was serious, and Lyrina just rolled her eyes. Since entering Winterfell marriage was the last thing on her mind, she came to escape that life. Here she was a ward, an orphan, being a lady and finding a husband were the very last things she had to worry about. She was about to come back with a witty remake when Theon once again approached the group.

"Lads, you're father said we are to mount up they have found a deserter up in the hills." Lyrina bite the inside of her cheek, she hated days like this. Whenever someone broke their oath and left the Wall, the Stark boys would mount up and go and handle it. She never asked for details but she knew what happened on those short trips. Jon and Robb both exchanged glances before nodding at Theon, they knew it was their duty even if they didn't agree with it. Jon leaned over and patted Lyrina on the head as a goodbye while Robb just gave her a short nod goodbye before going off to his horse.

Lyrina stayed by the archery training area for a little while longer after they had left, just looking around. Winterfell had become her home over the last few years and she could not have been happier here. When she left Casterly Rock she never thought she would be taken in here as a ward, or loved by this family like she was. She just prayed to the Gods that she never had to lose them. Her time alone was short lived when she noticed Arya come back into the area, her face flushed from running with her brother.

Arya pulled out a bow and began shooting at the target, they didn't speak to one another for a while, they just enjoyed the company. Lyrina had grown so fond of young Arya, she was everything she wished to be, fierce, smart, quick witted and brave. When Lyrina was her age she was just a scared little girl, and even now at fifteen Lyrina was afraid of her own shadow. Sometimes when she looked in the mirror she still saw that little girl looking back at her, and that frightened her.

"One day I am going to be a Knight, just you wait." Arya said as she turned back to look at Lyrina, hitting the middle of the target as she did. Arya was always better at archery then most of her brothers. Arya always had grand plans of being a Lady knight, and Lyrina couldn't blame her. Arya wasn't intent on marrying a man, or having children she just wanted to fight. Lyrina wished for something similar, she wanted to know how to defend herself, and feel that kind of freedom.

"And when I am Knight we will go on all sort of adventures. Just you and I through Westeros, you the Lady and me the gallant Knight." Lyrina laughed and smiled at the girl. That sounded like a dream to her. Every since Lyrina was a child she longed to explore Westeros, what could be better than doing it with someone considered a sister.

"We will go as far north as the Wall, and we will meet the men of the nights watch. And when they are distracted we will slip beyond the wall." Lyrina laughed at herself. She was naive to think that would ever happen, going that far was forbidden.

"Father would lock you two up in a tower before he would ever let that happen. So be careful who you mention that around." At first the two girls just stared at each other before bursting out in laughter. Sansa, the source of the comment also found herself laughing at the two. Lyrina knew Sansa didn't agree with their wild fantasies but she also knew she wouldn't tell.

Lyrina looked over at the smiling red head and began to wonder if she would be like her now if she had never fled Casterly rock. Sansa was a dreamer, ladylike, and smart. She knew her place in this world, she knew she was going to be married off to a man she would one day hope to love. Sansa knew her duty, something that Lyrina could never accept. When she was younger, her family never failed to remind her that one day she would be married, but that wasn't her dream. She had a different dream, she wanted to be a free lady, she never wanted to be owned by a man. She had witnessed what a loveless marriage was like, and she never wanted that.

"Don't worry,Sansa, when we are off on our adventure we will make sure to visit. Just make sure your husband understands we aren't as ladylike as you are." Arya said. Lyrina looked at the younger one with a smile, it was the truth.

"That is if I ever get married, I thirteen and still not yet a woman. No man is going to want me until my flowering" Lyrina noticed Arya visibly cringe at the mention of womanhood, and she was sure that was the last thing Arya was thinking about. Sansa wanted kids, she wanted to be a mother just like her own. But Arya had spent too much time with brothers and not enough time in her lessons, to her marriage was something horrible. Lyrina couldn't blame her, she was thankful that now she would not have to worry about that.

"Sansa it will happen, we all know you will be married before you know it. Do not rush into womanhood." Lyrina wished that Sansa would just hold on to her childhood just a little bit longer, while she still could. Sansa was thirteen now, and soon she would be married, she needs to focus on the now. Lyrina truly believed she needed to live in the moment, Gods know how many were left.

"You were a woman at my age, why aren't I?" It was no secret that Lyrina was an early bloomer, as Catelyn had put it. Lyrina blamed her mother for that one.

"Do not rush,Sansa. It will come in time, and I pray you have a much better experience then I did." Lyrina winced at the thought of when she first bled, she was very young..

Lyrina woke up to the sun shining on her face, as she did every other morning but this wasn't every other morning. As Lyrina awoke and began to adjust to the morning she noticed a wetness and stickiness in between her thighs. Unsure of what the matter was she gently reached under the blankets and her night dress to see what the liquid was. When she removed her hand from beneath the furs she let out a horrid scream. Her fingers were covered in blood, why was she covered in blood. Lyrina kept screaming as she ripped the furs off of her and sat up staring at the blood pooled in the mattress and staining the white of her night clothes. She just kept screaming as began to try and wipe the blood off her to no avail. To make matters worse Lyrina's door was burst open and she looked up to see a half dressed Robb Stark in her door way.

"What in the Seven Hells is going on in here, Rena?" Lyrina didn't know how to respond she was just shaking staring at him standing there. She knew he was angry, she must have been disrupting him with her screaming, why couldn't her room be somewhere else.

"I don't.." She was shaking, and Robb's eyes hadn't left her own, she knew he was afraid to look lower and she was thankful for that. The last thing she wanted was for him to see her in her night dress, it was very inappropriate. Robb let out an agitated sigh before he spoke once more.

"Rena, just tell me why you were screaming. Did you have a nightmare, did you see something, what?" but Lyrina couldn't answer all she could do was hold he shaking bloody in hands in front of her face. Upon seeing her hands the young Stark boy looked down at her body and bed, that was when he noticed it. There was a stain of blood on both her dress and the bed, he knew what that meant. But what he didn't understand was why she was screaming, didn't she know what this was. Before he could speak again, she let out a small whimper and leaned back wit her hands on her stomach.

"Just lay back down and breath, I will got fetch someone.. Someone that isn't me." And with that he was gone, leaving Lyrina lying there in pain wishing she could disappear.

Lyrina cringed on the inside as she thought about that night, it was horrible. Lady Catelyn came in and felt terrible because she had never explained to what this all was, but it wasn't the Lady's fault. Lyrina's mother never took the time out to explain it to her as a child, and when she was in Casterly Rock her Grandfather had nothing to say about it. But Lyrina did wonder why the Septa who tutored her never mentioned it, maybe she thought Lyrina was too young at the time. Lady Stark explained to Lyrina that she was a woman now, she explained that she was young, but it happened sometimes. Lyrina was twelve when her first moonsblood came, and it was one of the worst days of her life. Thankfully it was never spoken about, because she didn't think she could handle that shame again.

"I know you are right, I just want to be married." Lyrina understood Sansa's want for marriage, it was the same as her want for freedom. But everyone in Winterfell knew it would only be a matter of time before her father found her a suitable match. But that was the last the girls spoke of it, they switched the conversation to something much more interesting. Lyrina spoke very little as she watched the two girls interact and she couldn't help but smile. Sometimes the two girls were at each others throats, but sometimes they were true sisters. Lyrina had siblings herself, some she had never even met, but as far as she was concerned the only true siblings she had were the Stark children.

It wasn't long before Rickon came out to tell the girls it was time for lunch. Lyrina was still not accustom to eating meals together, back at the Rock she either ate alone or with the servants. But at Winterfell every meal was shared together as a family, and after all these years it still was strange to her. Lunch was always a simple meal, and very calm amongst the family, especially when the men were away. At lunch Lyrina noticed Bran wasn't there, which meant that Lord Stark had finally taken him on the trip. Inside Lyrina prayed to the Seven to keep him safe, and pure. He was much to young to be going on these things.

After everyone had finished their lunch they all went separate ways. Sansa went off to take more lessons, Arya was probably off causing trouble and Lyrina stayed back to help clean up. Lyrina would never admit it to anyone but she did enjoy spending time with the kitchen staff, at least here she did. When she was younger she was always forced to help, only because she wasn't considered a true part of the family, but here she did it because she wanted to. Once she was done helping clean up, she spoke to some of the kitchen servants before heading up to her chambers to read. Lyrina loved learning the history of the North, as a child she only learned about her mothers side of the family.

Lyrina didn't know how long she had been reading until there was a faint knock on her chamber door. She looked up from the book slightly startled by the sudden sound.

"Come in." Slowly the door opened to show Jon standing there. Lyrina smiled and put her book down to go and approach the boy. He looked tired and warn out from his trip, but it seemed to be more than that to her. As soon as she was close enough Jon pulled her into a hug, they had hugged before not often but this was different. To Lyrina it seemed like the man just needed some comfort.

"It never gets any easier watching father behead those people." Lyrina was stiff in his arms but quickly hugged him back lightly. Jon was the only man around Winterfell that she let even remotely close to her, it was no secret she was easily frightened.

"I know." She pulled back from and looked up at the man. Jon usually wasn't effected by these kinds of things, he knew it was the right thing and he knew it was a matter of honor. Lyrina couldn't wonder what it was about this time that had him so shaken.

"But my real reason for coming is to walk you down to dinner, you are late again." Lyrina cursed under her breath, of course she was late. So many time she would get caught up in a story in one of her books that she would lose all sense of time. The pair began to walk down to the hall and that was when Jon began to tell her about this trip. Usually they never spoke of it, it was something he deemed to messy for her. Lyrina listened as he told her of the man, who Lord Stark had to behead. The poor man was ranting about white walkers and how he had to come south of the wall to warn his family. That was when Lyrina realized why he was so bothered, this man wasn't just some random deserter, he had a supposed reason.

Dinner was silent for the most part, the only one really talking was Arya. She was asking all sorts of questions but no one really had answers to give her. Lady Catelyn and Lord Stark were oddly quiet and Lyrina could see the sadness in their eyes. She could only wonder what was going on to cause them both to be so sad. Sansa and Rickon were watching their parents with concern and Lyrina knew they noticed the difference. Jon sat beside her silent, while Arya leaned over to tell her about the Direwolf pups that the men had found. Lyrina told her she would come see Arya's new pup after dinner, but right now she thought it best for Arya to just eat.

Lyrina continued to scan her eyes over the table until she caught the blue eyes of the eldest son. He was staring at her again like he had earlier on in the day. She stared back at him and titled her head to the side curiously as if to ask him what he was doing. But Robb just held her gaze as they both continued to finished their meals, and it beginning to unnerve Lyrina. She finally looked away but she could still feel him looking at her. She couldn't understand why he was acting so strange today, but she brushed it off and finished her meal before excusing herself.

Lyrina went back into the archery area, she knew that would be where Arya would come looking for her later but that no one else would be back there. Once she was sure she was alone she picked up a bow and began practicing. She wasn't as good as Arya but she was getting better, she hit the center a few times. It wasn't long until she heard Arya coming into the range, followed shortly by Jon. Both had beautiful Direwolf pups in their arms. Lyrina smiled and put her bow down so she could pet the pups.

They all played around together until the sun had finally set it was getting late. Lyrina was out of breath and covered in dirt from chasing ofter the two Direwolves, Ghost and Nymeria. They were such cute pups, but that Nymeria was just as wild as her owner.

"Girls, we should really head to sleep. You two have lessons in the morning and I have things I need to do." Jon ruined all the fun by speaking up. Lyrina and Arya groaned at the same time causing Jon to laugh.

"You two go on ahead, I want to put the stuff away and then I will go up." Jon nodded to Lyrina before picking up the reluctant Arya and taking her to her chamber. Lyrina couldn't help but laugh to herself as she watched them leave, they were truly something special. It sometimes made her wonder if she would have ever had that relationship with her elder brother but she doubted it. Even if she hadn't run away from what she remembered of him from her time in Kings Landing he wasn't too kind to her. Lyrina brushed the thoughts from her head and picked up the last few arrows on the ground so she could practice just a little bit longer.

"I knew I would find you here." The voice coming from the shadows startled her causing her to miss the target. She turned to see Robb walking out of the shadows toward her. She lowered her bow and gave him an innocent smile.

"I was just cleaning up, and after watching Bran today I wanted to try." Robb just scoffed at her, clearly not believing her lie.

"Rena, I am not stupid. Jon told me months ago that he was trying to teach you how to shoot. I told him he should give up, he was always better with a sword." It was true, all the Stark boys were better with a sword then they were with bows. Lyrina just shook her head, she suspected that Jon would have told Robb.

"I just-"

"It is fine really, I won't tell. But come on and show me how you shoot, I want to see if you are any good." Something in his tone of voice made Lyrina uncomfortable but she listened. She picked an arrow, stood in position and took a deep breath before releasing the arrow. Robb let out a sudden laugh as the arrow landed on the very edge of the target.

"Seven Hells." Lyrina cursed, her face red.

"Did Jon really teach you that? You are doing it wrong." As Robb spoke he approached her with purpose. Once he was close enough he positioned her, causing her to flinch from his sudden touch but he ignored it. Lyrina could smell the ale on him as he helped her stand better, and when he placed his hands on her stomach to get her to stand straighter she pulled away.

"Robb, are you drunk?" She was shocked at the manner in which he was acting, it was very out of character for him.

"No I am not drunk but I was drinking with Theon." Lyrina understand than that is what he must do when he sneaks around with Theon. Lyrina rolled her eyes and walked over to get the arrows out of the target, while Robb watched her. She was feeling more and more on uneasy as he watched her. At first he was silent, but then he decided to speak as she was finished putting everything away.

"Why do you flinch when I come near you? Jon can fucking hug you, but if I come within a foot of you, you move away. What have I done to you, to make you treat me this way? Do I frighten you?" He did frighten her, and it wasn't all his fault. Lyrina didn't trust most men, and Jon just happened to be one she had grown to trust.

"I trust Jon, I just-" Robb cut her off once more but this time she could see anger on his face.

"But you don't trust me? I have known you for four years Rena. We talk everyday, I am nothing but nice to you. I protect you, look out for you and treat you like one of my little sisters." And that was the issue most times. Robb treated Lyrina like a child, like Arya, but she was fifteen now. And while Robb was scolding her for skipping classes, or lecturing her about getting married, Jon treated her like an equal.

"No, My Lord, it isn't like that. I have so much respect for you, but I come from a very confusing place in life. I understand you see me as a sibling and I grateful for that I am. But I am not Arya, or Sansa, I am a young woman." Even as Lyrina said it she didn't believe it, but she hoped being formal with him would help both of them. She wasn't a young woman, though she wished she was, she was just a little girl trapped in a woman's body. Robb walked toward Lyrina causing her to freeze in her spot. She would run if he got too close but he stopped a few feet from her.

"You are right, Rena, you are a woman but you sure as hell don't act like it. You run around with Arya skipping lessons, you talk of running off to explore Westeros. Don't act so surprised that I know that, Arya isn't as subtle as you think. You would rather hang out with Jon then other girls your age. You need to start acting like a Lady." His voice was calm but he was tense, Lyrina could see it in the way he stood.

"But truth be told Robb, I am no Lady either." Before he could say anything back Lyrina walked past and toward the castle. She was going to go to bed and forget this whole night had even happened. When Lyrina was in her chamber though, she couldn't help but wonder what caused Robb to act this way toward her today.

Robb's P.O.V

Rena was one of the most infuriating women Robb Stark had ever had the pleasure of dealing with. He just couldn't understand her. She was carefree with his younger siblings, and open with his half brother Jon but whenever she spoke to him she acted like he could cut her tongue out. Yes he had been stern with her over the last few years since they met, but his mother had told him she was just as much as part of the family as the others. So of course he treated her like he treated Arya and Sansa, seven hells even Sansa was more mature at times. Rena was only two years younger than himself but she acted as if she was still the same eleven year old girl he had seen laying in bed when she first got here. Maybe in some sense she was still that girl, he didn't know her past, no one dared asked her about it. Father had told them she was a runaway and an orphan, that is all any of them knew. But it didn't explain why she would flinch anytime he would come near her. He knew he wasn't the only one, if men in town would approach her, or if Theon made some pass at her or went to touch her she would flinch then too. But he wasn't them, for fucks sake, he was the next Lord of Winterfell. He was one of the safest people for her to be around, if only she could see that.

After giving her plenty of time to go to her chambers, he made the move to go to his. He felt bad for hollering at her, the night air slowly sobering him up. He was just so infuriated with the woman. As soon as Robb reached his chamber, he got into bed and passed out without a second thought.

Lyrina's P.O.V

The following morning Lyrina found out what was bothering Lord Stark the night before. Jon had pulled her aside before breakfast to tell her about Jon Arryn's passsing. Lyrina didn't say much on the outside but she felt pain inside. She felt bad for Lord Stark, she knew Lord Arryn had practically been a father to him, and losing someone like that wasn't easy. She asked Jon if they would be going to the funeral in Kings Landing, but he told her something far worse. The royal family was on their way to Winterfell with a full caravan to see Lord Stark. Lyrina knew that the King and Lord Stark were close, but she could not fathom why he would be heading this far north. But all Lyrina knew is she didn't want to be here to find out.

Days soon turned into weeks and Lyrina knew she had to decide what to do. Every since Jon had told her the news she had kept to herself, distancing herself from the family she had grown to love. It wasn't all too hard with all the preparations that the castle was undergoing. Jon was constantly busy, Sansa and Arya were forced into lessons, which she too did attend. But it was easy not to talk with Septa breathing down their necks all day. Lord Stark spent most of his time in the Godswood, Lady Catelyn was busy being the Lady of the castle. The youngest boys were busy being boys and Robb had avoided her every since the night they fought. So it wasn't too hard for Lyrina to distance herself, and she was sure none of them had even noticed.

After a long day Lyrina had decided that she was going to just go away for a few weeks, it wouldn't be too hard. She would leave a note in her chamber explaining that she had a need to go away for a few weeks, surely the royal family wouldn't be here too long. She knew the Starks would be curious as to her sudden departure but she was sure she could come up with something.

So right before dinner Lyrina packed a small saddle bag with things she would need and hid it in her horse's stall. Tonight she would ride out on the same horse she had rode in here on four years prior.

At dinner the talk was all about the upcoming visit. Sansa was going on and on about the young prince, and how she hoped he would like her. Lyrina really hoped that Sansa didn't want to run off and marry the prince, she feared it wouldn't be what she thought. Arya was just making faces of disgust at Sansa's ranting, while the boys all discussed the kings guard and the Lannisters. Lyrina caught Theon mentioning the Queen in a not so polite manner under his breath. Lyrina and Lady Stark were the only silent ones, and sometimes Lyrina would catch Catleyn's eye and see the pain in them. Was Lady Catelyn afraid the King was going to ask her husband to be the new Hand, Gods only hope not.

As soon as dinner ended, Lyrina found herself in her room pacing. She had to wait until everyone was asleep because if anyone caught her she knew they would try to stop her. She felt guilty for having to do this, but she couldn't be here, not now. She continued to pace for hours until she was sure it was safe. She quickly placed the hand written note on her table before slowly creeping out of her chambers. Much to Lyrina's surprise she didn't get too far because standing at the end of the hall was Jon and Robb, each holding what looked like the clothes she had packed in her saddle bag. Had they found it? Lyrina just stood still like an animal caught in a trap, she bit her lip and looked at the two men. Neither of them said anything but she could tell they were unhappy as they approached her. Lyrina slowly walked back into her chamber with her head down, ashamed of being caught.

"What were you thinking?" Jon was the one to speak as he entered her room, placing her clothes onto the neatly made bed. She honestly didn't know what to say to him she just stood there looking down. She knew what was going to come next. Her door was shut loudly as she could assume Robb had finally made his way into the room. Once again no one spoke at first, Lyrina was still looking down but she could feel them staring.

" I am sorry." Her voice was soft, docile. She was sorry, and she needed them to know that. She needed them to know she never meant for this.

"Rena, were you just going to sneak off in the middle of night? Would you have us wake up tomorrow and not know where you were?" It was Robb who spoke this time, and his voice was not nearly as docile as her own. His voice was harsh, rough and tense but there was something else she could hear in the voice. She couldn't truly place it.

"I am sorry."

"Is that all you can say? You're sorry?" Robb was getting frustrated with her and she knew it, she was just thankful Jon was here, but didn't know what his mood was either.

"Rena, you can't just run off. You are a ward here, you belong here now. You can't just leave without telling someone where you are going. It is dangerous on the road." As Jon's calm voice joined the conversation Lyrina finally lifted her head to look at the two men before her. They both looked angry, but it was just a face, she could see in their eyes they were feeling something different.

"I know." She really didn't know what to say to them, she couldn't explain it. But then again if she stayed her soon everyone know the truth.

"Just explain to us why, and we will forget this." She just shook her head at Jon, she wasn't going to explain it.

"I am sorry, I truly am. I am sorry I put you both in this situation, and I am sorry for everything else. I will go to bed now, and I will see you both in the morning." Lyrina hoped they would leave with that. But she knew neither of them would truly trust her to stay, and actually sleep.

"We will go so you can rest, but Jon is going to be staying with me tonight. We both will be keeping watch to make sure you don't leave. So please, Rena do not betray our trust." And with that the boys were gone leaving Lyrina alone. Once she was sure they were in Robb's room she silently let tears fall from her eyes. This was it, tomorrow her whole world would change, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

A/N: I am sure most of you all know by now, or knew in the prologue. It wasn't meant to be a secret since it is mostly her point of view. I hope you all like this chapter, it was never intended to be so long.