9 Chapter 8: Arc 2, Reunions

Arc 2, Reunions

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Arya Stark

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Arya ran to the yard after what the guard said. She heard people running as well.

'This better not be a joke,' Arya said to herself, still running towards the yard. When she got there, she saw a man dressed in armour and carrying two bags, and swords. Arya looked to the man's face.

She started crying running towards the man, even if his face was covered in hair, and has a scar on his left eye, she would always remember her favorite brother's face. Jon dropped to his knees and opened his arm for her to come crashing into him.

Arya ran into Jon's embrace, with tears going down her cheeks. "It's you." She said in between shaky breaths.

Jon nodded, and said with a shaky voice as well, "It's me, Little Sister. It's me."

Arya hugged him tighter, crying her eyes out, and spoke, "I'm not little."

Jon laughed, "You are to me." Jon's voice was almost the same as she remembered, but a little deeper. 'Jon has returned to me.' She thought to herself. Arya then felt two more bodies running into Jon.

She also felt Jon falling backward. When Jon landed on his back, Arya felt two more bodies hugging Jon. Arya opened her eyes to see who was disturbing, her reunion with Jon. She found that Bran and Rickon were hugging Jon as well.

Arya closed her eyes and shoved her face into Jon's neck. He held them to his chest, whispering sweet nothings into their ears. After a few minutes, Arya heard their father telling them, to let Jon go. But Arya refused and held onto Jon's neck.

Arya felt Bran and Rickon letting Jon go. Jon got into a sitting position, and slowly went to his feet. When Jon was fully standing she wrapped her legs around his waist. Arya heard talking but blocked it out. She slowly closed her eyes, and hoped to all seven hells that this wasn't a dream.

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Alys Karstark

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Alys watched with teary eyes, as Jon Snow hugged his little sister. She watched as he stood showing his complete height. 'He has grown. And from the looks of it more ways than one.' Alys thought to herself as she stared at Jon Snow.

"Alright kids, give Jon some space." She heard Lord Stark, tell his children.

Both boys jumped off their older brother, she also saw that Arya wasn't letting go of her long lost brother. Alys smiled at the sight. Robb laughed. "It seems you are stuck with her, Jon."

Jon nodded, "Aye, I am."

Robb walked closer to Jon, and when in arms range, brought Jon into a brotherly hug, "It's good to see you again, Jon. Winterfell wasn't the same with you gone." With Jon and Robb standing beside each other, Alys was able to see the huge height difference.

"You as well, brother," Jon spoke.

Robb backed up and measured Jon up and down. His eyes stopped at Jon's beard. "Where in the seven hells did you get that," Robb said with jealousy.

Jon laughed. "Well it grew on me." Everyone laughed.

Alys watched as Jon had his reunion with his family. She smiled at the sight, the brother who left for five years, and is now returned to his home.

Alys watched as Jon looked from one person to another, but when his eyes finally landed on her, he started walking towards her, with a smile on his face.

When Jon stood in front of her, time seemed to stop, as Alys looked into Jon's eyes. Jon went to say something, but Alys beat him to it, "You took your sweet time."

Jon looked to be shocked by what she said, but he started to laugh, "I did didn't I. Well I apologize, my Lady." When he finished, he brought her to his side, to not disturb the little girl who was still on his chest, "I've missed you."

"And I missed you," Alys responded.

Everyone was broken from there thoughts, by a little voice, "Papa, I'm hungry." Everyone looked to see it was a boy with honey-blonde hair, with blue-grey eyes. Jon stepped away from the embrace and walked towards the group he arrived with.

Alys saw two children, one a girl with raven black hair, and purple-velvet eyes. The other boy from earlier. She also saw four other men.

Jon spoke, "Before we continue, let me introduce you to my companions. To my left, we have Gendry Waters and Ser Arthur." Everyone nodded, but Alys saw Lord Stark's eyes widened when he saw Gendry. "And to my right, we have Ser Gerion and Ser Malon." Jon puts a hand on each of the children's shoulders. "These two are Aerea, and Jacaerys Snow… my firstborns."

Alys knew about Jon have children, but she didn't know they were this cute. Alys looked over to watched as the Stark family's eyes widened. There was a silence that couldn't be broken. The only one that didn't get the news was Arya, who has fallen asleep on Jon's chest.

The silence was broken by Lord Benjen, "Your telling me that I'm a Granduncle?"

Jon nodded. "Aye, you are a Granduncle." Jon then looked to his siblings, "That also means you all are Uncles and Aunts."

No-one spoke for a bit, "We better go inside. You have traveled a long way, you must be hungry and tired." Lord Stark spoke.

Jon nodded, "Yes, let's go feast."

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Jamie Lannister

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Jamie watched as Lord Stark entered the hall, with his children, and Lady Alys. But he was also joined by seven others. The first was a boy with, if Jamie's memory served correctly, Arya Stark hanging from his neck. The boy had long hair being held up by a string, in his hair was bells, many of them silver but some gold, he also had a beard, but the most notable thing the boy had was his eyes, purple-velvet eyes, and whenever Jamie looked at them, he gets the feeling he knew him.

The boy was also wearing armour. The boy was wearing a fine chainmail hauberk and breastplate embossed with twin wolves and above them twin dragons over a tabard, steel pauldrons resembling the head of wolves snarling and articulated steel gauntlets, full grieves and a sword belt studded with fine onyx and sapphires, the sword belt was holding a bastard-sword which had a dragon head pommel, two more dragon heads on each end of the guard and in the centre of the guard was a ruby, the boy was also wearing a black cape which was held on by fine onyx's. The armour was made for a conqueror.

Jamie looked to the boy behind the first boy and saw that he was a young Robert Baratheon. Jamie's eyes widened, the boy had black hair, and ocean blue eyes, he also had a tiny bit of a beard. The boy was wearing armour that was hanging in the king's room at Kings Landing. He was wearing a set of blackened plate and gilded mail under a surcoat bearing the sigil of House Baratheon. Large circular rondels, enameled black-and-yellow in the stag sigil of his father protecting the vulnerable juncture of arm and breast. A skirt of lobstered mail covered him from waist to mid thigh while a solid gorget encircled his throat . Jamie looked to his Grace and saw him looking at the boy.

Jamie looked back to the group and continued his scanning. The next man had shoulder-length blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, the man was also tall. The man was currently wearing smokey steel and chainmail, the surcoat was red, with a white lion in the center. The other man Jamie saw was walking towards the Manderly's table with a smile, 'Most likely another Manderly.' Jamie though.

The last man Jamie saw, was a man who he thought dead. Jamie rubbed his eyes, to make sure he was seeing anything. But when he heard two chairs being dragged on the ground. He knew he wasn't seeing anything. Jamie looked to see that his siblings were standing and staring at the same man as he.

Gerion smiled when he saw his niece and nephews, "My Queen, Lord Tyrion, and Ser Jamie, come give your uncle a hug." Jamie heard his uncle say, with a Lannister like a grin.

Jamie was the first to walk towards him, and stood in front of him, "Welcome back to Westeros, Uncle." Gerion nodded and brought Jamie into an embrace.

Gerion nodded, "It's good to be back." Gerion backed out of the hug, "I have something for you. But before I go I have to say hello to your siblings." Jamie nodded and watched as his uncle walks towards his siblings.

Jamie looked back to the group and saw the boy in the armour was talking to Lady Ashara Stark. Behind the boy was both a little boy and girl, he saw the older Stark children looking at them.

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Robert Baratheon

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Robert was looking at his younger self, it was like looking into a mirror, but twenty years ago. Robert looked at Ned and saw him nod his head. He looked to the boy, 'my boy.' Robert thought.

Robert saw something at the corner of his eyes, the boy with purple-velvet eyes, was talking to Ned's wife. Robert looked to the boy, knowing he was partly drunk, and spoke, "Boy with the armour." The boy looked to him, and when his eyes caught him he felt a wave of anger but spoke anyway not knowing the venom in his voice was there, "Why don't you introduce yourself, and the group you brought with you?"

Everyone looked to him in shock at the voice he used, the boy answered, "Your Grace, I'm Jon Snow, Son of Eddard Stark. Behind me are my eldest son and daughter, Aerea and Jacaerys. The boy you were looking at is Gendry Waters, Your son," the boy grinned. "The one that went to talk with Lord Manderly was Malon Manderly. The man behind me is Arthur Hills. And the last man is Gerion Lannister."

Robert nodded, and looked to his son, "So your name is Gendry?"

Gendry nodded, "Aye, You Grace."

Robert nodded and just stared at the boy. Robert was broken from his thoughts by Jon Snow. "Your Grace, I suggest you get to know your many Bastards." Robert glared at him, and Jon glared back, and Robert knew that glare could beat Tywin Lannister's. "You don't know what they might be able to do." Jon motioned his head to Gendry, "I was lucky, Gendry here is the only man alive that could make Valyrian Steel." Robert heard people gasped, but his eyes widened.

Robert looked at the boy. Robert just noticed that the boy was carrying a Warhammer on his back. The boy didn't just look like him, he also had the same taste in weapons. Robert looked to the boy, ``I'm too fat to use Stags Fury, but I can pass it down to my younger self.' Robert smiled, 'I'm in luck.'

With determination Robert stood and walked outside, knowing everyone was following him. Robert saw that his stuff was still outside, he smiled. He walked to the carriage and moved stuff out of the way, and when he found the wrapping. He smiles and lifted it out of the carriage. When it was finally out, he looked to his hammer, 'It was good working with you, Stagsfury.'

Robert turned and saw that everyone was there, he also saw servants moving around. Robert looked into the coward, and when he saw who he was looking for, he spoke, "Gendry come here."

The boy looked confused but he walked towards him. When the boy stopped in front of him, Robert noticed the boy had a few more inches than him. Robert looked to the boy's eyes, "Kneel." He ordered, the boy kneeled, Robert spoke clearly, "I King Robert of House Baratheon, First of his Name, The King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Protector of the Realm, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms. I legitimize you, Gendry Waters, to Gendry Baratheon."

Robert heard gasps, and he also saw rage on his wife's face. But he didn't care, he looked to the end of his hammer, which was wrapped, he took off the wrapping. To show its true glory, "I also give you my hammer, Stagsfury." He looked to his legitimized son, and held out his hands, "Let it be of us, in the hands of someone young and not fat." Robert saw that Gendry hesitant, "Take the hammer boy, I'm hungry, I want to get back to feasting."

Gendry nodded, and took the Valyrian Steel, Warhammer out of his hands, and backed away from the crowd, and tested the weight. Robert smiled, and looked back to the crowd, "Let's get back to feasting!"

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Jon Snow

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Jon stayed outside when everyone left to rejoin the feast, and to be completely honest he was speechless after what just happened. Jon looked down at the sleeping girl, that was still holding onto him as her life depends on it. Jon smiled, and rubbed her back, 'I missed you too, Little Sister.'

Jon looked up to see Gendry was looking at the Warhammer, his father gave him. Jon walked towards him, when he got to him he puts his hand on his shoulder, "How are you feeling, Gendry?"

Gendry looked up to him, and spoke, "I don't know what to feel. He barely knows me, and the first two things he does is legitimize me and gave me his Warhammer."

Jon nodded, "I would be lying if I said I know how you feel."

Gendry looked down to the Warhammer, and grinned, "Do you want to fight?"

Jon looked at him, and laughed, "I would but as you can see, I have someone stuck to me already."

Gendry looked to him, "Has she even moved since she jumped on you?"

Jon shook his head, "No, not a muscle." Jon looked down at Arya, "I should get her to bed." He turned around, and waved, "I will fight you tomorrow. See ya."

"See ya," Gendry responded.

Jon continued to walk, and when he finally got to Arya's door, he shook her a bit, "Arya, you need to get off of me."

"N… no." Jon heard her mumble.

Jon rolled his eyes, "Come on Arya, I need to eat, and sleep."

"Get… used to… it. I'm not… letting you… leave me… again." She mumbled.

Jon looked to her door and opened it. He entered and saw Needles, was leaning against her bedside table. Jo walked over to the sword and picked it up. He examined it and saw that it has been used. Jon looked down to see Arya was looking at Needle with sleepy eyes.

"Who's been teaching you?" Jon asked.

Arya shoved her face back into his neck and mumbled, "Myself."

Jon nodded, and looked to the blade, "Do you know why I brought Arthur with me?" He asked her.

He felt her shake her head, "Why?"

"Because he's going to teach you Water Dancing." She looked up to him with wide eyes.

"The sword dance that you could do." She asked him.

Jon nodded, "He told you about that." She nodded, "He's going to pay for this. But yes that sword dancing. He is the best teacher for that. He knows the dance like he knows the back of my sword. The only person who can beat him is the First Sword of Braavos, the man who taught him the sword dance."

Arya smiled and shoved her face back into his neck, "You stink."

Jon laughed, "Of course I do. I have been at sea, and on the road for days, what do you expect, me smelling like blueberry tarts." Jon hugged her, "That is also a reason you need to let me go. I need food, sleep, and clean myself."

Arya didn't move, "I will let go of you if you promise me to come back to my room."

Jon looked down at her, "Of course."

Arya let's go of Jon and walked to her bed. Jon walked to the door and left.