Both Sansa and Jon stared at the girl infront of them both wondering if she was real or not. It was Sansa who reacted first however,dropping her mock sword she raced to the girl. Wrapping her arms around her Sansa held on for dear life. This was her youngest sister Arya returned and although dirty and looking skinny she was here and alive.

Arya wasn't sure how to feel in Sansa's arms, it had been 3 years since she had seen her older sister. She seemed different then before, Arya never thought she would see Sansa dressed in boys cloths fighting. But then it sunk in the feeling of warmth and safety Arya had been missing since her father had been captured. She then clung to Sansa hiding her face in her and breathing in something so familiar and foreign at the same time. Once Sansa gently let go Arya was wrapped in another set of arms. This time she sighed, knowing this smell this person she used to fallow around when she was younger. Jon her protector and hero when she was younger. And finally after 3 years Arya broke down and cried, she let the fear and pain and anger out.

By this time the training grounds had empty wanting to give the three some privacy. Sansa watched with her own tears in her eyes at two people she loved most in the world. Arya was safe and finally home, and this gave Sansa a new determination. She would protect her family with everything she had, the North would bring a reckoning and never again would it bow down to the south. Jon and Arya wouldn't move for another 10 minutes, and once they did Sansa ushered Arya in to have a proper meal and a bath.

A hour later Sansa had found herself infront of the Heart tree on her knee's thanking the old Gods for returning her sister. Once Arya was cleaned and fed she asked if she may have a chamber to sleep, she hadn't had a proper night's sleep in 3 years. Not having one ready, Sansa led Arya to the chamber and left Ghost to watch over her as he did when she slept.

She laid her palm and head against the Heart Tree breathing in its strength. Her pack was slowly coming back together, and because of all they had beem threw they would be even stronger. A small part of her even hoped that Bran would find his way back home. A branch startled Sansa out of her thought process. She turned around with a smile which quickly fell from her face when she saw it was only Lord Baelish.

"I didn't mean to interupt your prayers M'lady." He said

"No worry's I am on my out if you wish to pray alone." Sansa said not wanting to be alone with him

"Actually it was you I was looking for." He said

"What can I do for you my Lord. " Sansa asked

She couldn't help but slip the mask she wore in the capitol back on. She had stupidly trusted this man once and it landed her in the arms of the monster.

"I wanted to tell you how well you are doing, I listen to what the folk say . They give you nothing but praise and say gods bless us having a true Stark in Winterfell once again." Petyr says

"It is good to know I am earning my people's respect, but I am not the only Stark in Winterfell ." Sansa said

She didn't want to tell him of Arya's arrival, she was a little surprised this great spy master didn't know but then again there had been no Vale Knights at the training field this morning. Sansa would tuck that little piece of information away.

"As the Lord protector of the Veil I will give you and only you my allegiance." Lord Baelish said taking Sansa's hand

Pulling her hand away Sansa let out a laugh. "I have seen your loyalty before My Lord. " Sansa said sarcastically

"It's different I would never betray you Sansa." He said quietly

"Why, how would this be any different you will always do what is best for your outcome in this game of thrones." Sansa said

"This is different the outcome I want is different." Lord Baelish exclaimed

"What, exactly do you want?" Sansa asked with a sigh

"I thought you knew, it's the same thing I've wanted since we first met in the capitol. When I close my eye's I see myself on the Throne and you beside me as my Queen." He said wth resolve.

"That is a pretty dream." Sansa says as she starts to walk away

" The people of the North will once again claim a ruler, shouldn't it be a true Stark born here to Lady Catelyn and Lord Eddard Stark, and not a bastard brought from the South," He declared

Sansa didn't say anything but simply walked away. This scared her, not because Jon may become King but the fact Little Finger wants her. She hurried back to the Castle not wanting to be alone anymore. Sansa let out a yelp as she quickly went head first into the wall. She closed her eyes waiting for a impact, she felt a pair of arms grab her and press her against their chest. Looking up she saw the concerned eye's of Jon. She wanted to say so much but didn't trust the open halls and the spies that could be waiting around.

Jon had been heading to find Sansa knowing that they had many Ravens to send out to the Northern houses. As he was descending the stairs he looked out of the window to see her returning from the Gods wood. There was something wrong so he hurried to meet her to find out. He had just made it to the entrance when he saw her tumble and go head first for the wall. Jon used all the speed he had and had luckily caught her at the last moment. She had a look of urgency so he lead her to the solar where they wouldn't be interrupted.

"What happened?" He asked as soon as he shut the door

Sansa quickly told him everything that had transpired in the Gods Wood. Jon couldn't help but clench his fist. How dare Little Finger try to put a wedge in-between himself and Sansa. Looking at her he could tell she was shaken, he took her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"I would never take your claim." Jon said reassuringly

This made Sansa annoyed that Jon would think that is what had upset her. "You think that's why I'm upset, because there is a possibility the Lords will choose you." She said threw her teeth

Jon was taken back at the sudden switch of her emotion. He was just trying to reassure her, he didn't understand why she would be upset. And then it hit him, Little Finger wanted Sansa and he was a dangerous man. This made Jon growl , the man wouldn't lay a hand on her.

"He can't have you." Jon said

" No he can't." She agreed thankful that he finally understood her worry.

" I was coming to find you so we could send a Raven to all the houses of the North." Jon said

"For the meeting in a week." Sansa said nodding her head

" Aye." Jon said simply

" If they choose you I wouldn't be upset, you have as much right as I do." Sansa said looking Jon square in the eye

" No Sansa… if anything we rule together."Jon said taking her hand pressing there healing wounds together.

Sansa's stomach fluttered a little at this gesture. She simply nodded her head unable to say anything. She wasn't sure what to think about this feeling, she had never had it before and it was intimidating. She was brought out of her thoughts by Jon gently shaking her.

" Are you ok." He asked voice full of concern

" Yes, sorry shall we send out the Ravens then.?" She asked trying to change the subject