Bad Dreams / Sandor Clegane

29. Bite Me Bitch

"Stop thinking about it." Sandor begged.

"What?" Amelia countered turning her head to see him.

"You are staring at the fire like you want to summon it." Sandor grumbled. She spun the meat over the fire.

"It was cool." Amelia mumbled. "Sandor, you were really brave. I'm not brave like you. I'm not strong like you."

"We have been doing a different sort of training recently." Sandor agreed. Amelia moved away from the fire settling in his lap, he wrapped his arms around her.

"He summoned a man back from the dead. He summoned fire San." Amelia remarked.

"Aye he did." Sandor agreed. "A real fucking talent. To summon the beast." Amelia kissed his scarred cheek before hiding her face in his neck. He held onto her, he felt her relax against him and it made him relax in return.

"Would you return me?" Amelia whipsered.

"What?" Sandor countered. She lifted her face from his neck so meet his confused gaze.

"If you needed money. Would you return me?"

"You want to go home?" Sandor countered his grip on her tightened. He didnt want to leave her.

"No," amelia assured she kissed along his jaw. "But you told those men..."

" it's going to be expensive getting across the narrow sea." he agreed. " but we will figure it out you and me. Together." Sandor assured her. " if you want to go home, you tell me gorgeous. I'll take you home. But if you want more... with me. Then I'm gonna take every moment I can get." Amelia nodded holding tight to him.

"I want you forever." Amelia assured. " I don't want to go home. No without you. I want to stay with you. You're the only person in my whole life that is truly ever known me and loved me. For me."

" I'm sure that's not true." Sandor whispered.

" I didn't have many friends, but I had you." Amelia remarked. " my father wasn't my father. My twin was a downright monster. You were the only person I ever really truly felt myself with you embarrassed me as I was trained me... I can never thank you enough for all you've done for me and continue to do for me." Amelia remarked " I love you more than I could ever love anyone ever. So if you jump I jump."

"No jumping." Sandor assured kissing her.

Arya found herself running. If sandor was going to get him and amelia to the free cities if they ever bloody made it that far it seemed like it was taking forever with all the side tracks but he would need money and selling off Arya to her family would get him more than enough to get him and Anelia started on a new life.

Arya was running. She was running fast. But then it seemed like her legs were running on air as she was grabbed.

"STOP IT!" Arya demanded trying to push sandor away but Sandor was bigger and stronger. Arya was a hostage once again.

'We are not abducting her, what happened to get the hell out of westeros?" Amelia reminded him.

'That costs money," sandor reminded her. "Passage on a ship. The starks will pay for her safe return," sandor assured. "It's not forever. Trust me. I dont want her here either."

Arya grumbled and griped the hound was a monster, joffreys pet and Amelia was a lannister, could Arya get any more screwed by her traveling companions? She thought not. They were possibly the worst two people ever.

As they lay staring up at the stars her eyes getting heavy as sandor ran a hand up and down Amelia's side. She curled deeper into him as arya sat on the opposite side of the fire grumbling and complaining after saying her list of names about a dozen times. Joffrey, cersei, meryn, Gods that girl was persistent, lastly she spat out the hound before going to bed.

Arya was treating sandor as though he was the villain. She didn't trust that he was going to bring her home, she thought he would return her to the queen, no matter what they said, she didn't trust the hound. Didnt trust him or Amelia to do as they said. No one could trust the word of a lannister.

They were all asleep, or that's what Amelia thought but she heard sandor and arya talking. Amelia groaned she hated sleeping on the ground with a third wheel like Arya looming, she didnt mind sleeping under the stars with Sandor but now it felt more like camping than romantic since Arya had joined them. Now these two were bickering, they didn't shut up, never shut up, they made Amelia's brain hurt. She kept her eyes slammed shut as she curled into sandor trying to block out their voices.

''you got one shot girl, just one. Make it count.' Sandor said, catching Amelia's attention. 'kill me and your free. But if I live... I will break both your hands.. go on. Hit me. hit me hard..' he encouraged. He gave her a squeeze. Amelia shot up.

'ARYA!' she yelled but arya didn't drop it, her gaze faltered to Amelia for a moment still debating. Arya almost seemed like she wanted to take a swing at Amelia too. Arya now that sandor was awake she had less of a chance at succeeding.

''Arya put that down now!' AMelia begged and demanded ''I'm not asking do it!" She demanded again and Sandor chuckled as Amelia defended him. Sandor had been protecting Amelia and now she was trying to protect him.

'He's a monster!' arya snapped dropping the rock down next to him. "You both are."

"Bite me bitch, we are trying to get you to your ungrateful family!" Amelia remarked. "The ones that held me hostage." the words came out and amelia realized where sandor was taking them, taking Arya. To Robb.