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Scuffle - Jamie Lannister - Mafia AU

I felt myself sink into the new couch. Jamie had picked it out....or should I say my fiancé picked it out.

The Starks and the Lannisters had been at war with each other since before I was born. My father and Jamie's father decided they wanted to come together to take on a new crew that was spreading over the city: the Targaryens.

They thought the best way to solidify the groups would be with an arranged marriage. That's where Jamie and I come in. I always imagined myself picking out my own husband, but I wanted to do what was best for my family too.

My father continued to put pressure on me, that to align ourselves now would be vital for my younger siblings safety. I don't know if Jamie was being pressured with similar threats, but I assume so as neither of us have put up much of a fuss.

We moved into our new house last week. Jamie and I have been civil/friendly with each other, but no talks of anything serious have happened. It didn't help that every thought seemed to fly from my brain when I looked at Jamie. I mean....he was really handsome.

The house, a condo really, was small. But I didn't mind. It was actually nice to have space away from my siblings. It wasn't everyday I could just sit on the couch, read a book, enjoy the quiet which is what I was doing now.

The door clicked open. "Hey." I called out without looking up. You can't see the door from the couch anyways. I heard some grunting. Then I heard what sounded like the rug I just put out being pushed across the floor.

I heard some whispers and mumbles. "Shit, you said she'd be out." I was starting to get curious. I put my book down and start to reach for the drawer where I know I left my pepper spray. I wondered if Jamie was trying to bring a girl home.

My face flushed at the thought.

"Easy there." I hear a gruff voice mumble.

"Jamie?" I call out uncertainly.

"And Bronn!" I hear the gruff voice again.

I exhale. Bronn is Jamie's best friend and top man. "We thought you'd be out later." he calls. I shake my head, although they can't see me yet "I didn't actually go. I wasn't in the mood for Stark family dinner."

I turn the corner to see Bronn dragging Jamie. "Oh my God." I say as I rush to reach them. Jamie looks shakey and pale.

"What happened?" I ask. "Nothing to worry about, love." Jamie slurs. "Is he drunk?" I ask. Before Bronn can answer, I catch a look at his bloody shirt.

"Bronn." I rumble out, making it known that I need an answer.

"We found ourselves in a bit of a drunken scuffle with the Targaryens." I roll my eyes and slip and my arm around Jamie. Together Bronn and I get him to the couch. As Jamie lies down, it becomes obvious that this was more than a scuffle.

When Jamie leans his head back, clearly ready to sleep, I lift his shirt. "He's been stabbed!" I exclaim. Bronn rubs the back of his neck. "Yeah I was afraid of that."

"You have to call the doctor. He needs stitches." I insist. I look down at Jamie who looks back at me and smiles his perfect Lannister smile. His cockiness even now made me ache.

"You should call his father too." I say running a hand through my hair. Jamie reaches out to tuck a strand behind my ear.

"He said he doesn't want his father to know." Bronn says still rubbing his neck clearly panicked.

"Why not?" I exclaim in disbelief. Bronn only shrugs.

I pause still looking at Jamie. His eyes are starting to close and he's begun to pant slightly, which tells me he's in a lot of pain.