How dare you say that my behaviour's unacceptable

So condeccending, unnecessarily critical

I have the tendacny of getting very physical

So watch you step cause if I do you'll need a miracle

You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here

This double visision I was seeing is finally clear

You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone

Not fit to tread the ground that I am walking on

When it get's cold outside and you got nobody to love

You'll understand what I mean when I say

There's no way we're gonna give up

And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster

That lives in her dreams

Is there anyone out there cause it's getting

Harder and harder to breathe

Is there anyone out there cause it's getting

Harder and harder to breathe

What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head

You should know better you never listened

To a word I have said

Things had reached a stand still. Cersei made no more attacks through she tried and failed to get spies into Winterfell while Jaime and Tyrion carefully vented after Brienne said they were loyal to Sansa, however the peace didn't last long.

Jaime and Sansa made their way to Sansa's room, Jaime had insisted after the attack he would escort her to her room every night and that he, Jon, Brienne and Bronn would stand guard outside her door every night. Despite her arguments on the matter Jaime stood firm with Jon, Tryion, Brienne, Rickon and Bronn all backing him, though of course Jaime was the only one to be in her room at night, the rest standing in the hall way, only coming to wake Jaime for his shift, which was always the last shift of the night.

On this particular night they found Jaime's father standing in Sansa's room.

"What do you want?" Jaime growled, pushing Sansa behind him as his hand dropped to his sword.

Sansa tapped in his back twice to signal Bronn, Jon and Tyrion who followed them up were at the very end of the corridor.

"That's no way to greet your father," Tywin scolded.

"You're not my father since you sided with that bitch that tried to kill my wife and tried to cover it up."

"I'm trying to keep this family strong, which is more than you or your brother or you wife and her family can say."

Jaime's hand that was pushing holding Sansa's behind him twitched.

"Please, for once let's not lie to each other. You are choosing the child you love and have use for over the two sons that have always disappointed you, one by joining the Kingsguard and the other by being born a dwalf.

"You have never had much use for us but the idea you portray to everyone matters and this is all it's about. Well I'm not your puppet anymore. I'm staying with my wife and her family and declaring war on your daughter and all those who side with her."

"Even me?"

"Especially you."

"I'm your father, how could you turn against me?"

"I was your child, how could you turn my siblings against me and how could you turn me on them?"

"It was for your own good."

Jaime's jaw twitched and Sansa rubbed circles into his back to keep him from attacking his father, tapping on his back once to signal reinforcement was half way down the corridor.

At this point Jon and Bronn had pulled out their swords, working their way slowly down to them, Tyrion a few steps behind them.

"You will never win. Not against both your sister and myself. You have never been much for strategy"

"No but you underestimate who I have on my side."

Tywin scoffed. "Please Ned Stark's barstard is good for nothing but guarding the wall and he couldn't even do that. Your bastard brother is only good for drinking and Bronn is so old I'm surprised he can even hold the sword the great bumbling idiot. Your wife and Brienne are only good for spreading their legs and I can see your wife has with how swollen her belly is. Really I can't believe you allow her to walk around in this state, have you no shame?"

Sansa had no time to react before Jaime was across the room, shoving Tywin against the wall, a dagger at his throat, breathing heavily.

"Jaime, love, don't kill him," Sansa said softly.

"Don't you dare speak about my wife and my family like that," Jaime hissed, his whole body shaking in anger. "I will kill you and not even blink an eye."

"And have yourself call kinslayer, I think not," Tywin said, sounding smug even in his current position.

"I've been called worse things."

"Your reinforcements are slow. It's a good thing I hadn't been trying to kill your lovely wife otherwise-" Tywin couldn't finish the sentence as Jaime had knocked him out cold.

Jon and Bronn stood in the doorway, Sansa between them

"I see father has finally made it to the party," Tyrion said dryly as he walked into the room.

"He needs to be sent back to Cersei," Jaime growled. "I don't want him anywhere near Sansa."

"But won't he be more valuable here as a hostage?" Jon asked.

"I don't want him near Sansa," Jaime growled as Tyrion chuckled.

"He's only value is being the bitch's father and his mind which is not like it was during the war," Tyrion smirked. "He's been neglectful, too prideful to ever think he would fall from grace and he forgets the men are loyal to Jaime, who they have fought with, shed blood with, not him and Jaime is Lord of Casterly Rock and it can't be changed now, not in a time of war so we get all the Lannister money. Cersei will have to marry to get money and let's face it who will marry her knowing it would make an enemy of Jaime?"

"But your father and Cersei still are powerful enough to get a marriage alliance for her and for him even if need be," Bronn pointed out.

"They are but I would bet many families will be wary, waiting to see what way the wind blows before making any alliances. For all they know this could blow over," Sansa said softly.

Tyrion walked over to his father and looked down at him. "I always told father to listen to Jaime, that Jaime had more to offer but he put Jaime in a box and refused to listen to what he said unless Cersei backed him up and now look at the predicament it's left him in."

Sansa made her way over to her brother-in-law and took hold of his hand.

"It's he's fault he couldn't see you or Jaime, that he cut you down being so condescending and unnecessarily critical of everything you two did and that he made Jaime go along with that lie about your love to save your life but he can't win now. I won't let him. WE won't let him," Sansa looked at the faces in the room.

"We will make this right. We will fight and we will take back Seven Kingdoms. We will have order again and we will have peace."

All the men looked at her then, nodding their heads in agreement.

"Send him back to her Jaime and forget the words he spoke, they can't hurt us anymore Jaime," she said, approaching her husband and placing her hand on his cheek, making him look her in the eye.

"He can't say that about you Sansa or about any of them," Jaime growled.

"By letting what he said get to you he wins Jaime so don't let him win. You and I both know nothing he said is true, nothing."

"He knew about the attempt on your life, hell he taunted us with how easy it could be to do it again."

"Then we have more guards patrolling, more checks of the rooms, more checks of every crack in this place. We know every person here is loyal to one of us so we need to check the cracks Jaime, things you have over looked but your sister and father wouldn't have."

Jaime looked at her thoughtfully and nodded, taking a step back as Jon and Bronn moved over to tie Tywin up.

Jaime, Sansa and Tyrion stood to the side as they tied him up but the moment was enough to wake him, his eyes opening as Bronn pulled the last knot tight. It took Tywin a few moments to realise what was happening but when he did a look of fury came over his face.

"You and your whore will pay," Tywin snarled, before spitting in Sansa's direction.

Sansa put her hand on Jaime's arm to hold him back before drawing the dagger she wore on her belt and knelt before Tywin, staring at him before slapping him and pressing her dagger on the side of the neck Jaime didn't have his dagger on before.

"I am a Stark of Winterfell and I need no one to fight my battles," she said, her voice as cold as ice. "You and the whore better remember that when we march we will not take prisoners."

A flicker of fear went through his eyes before pushed it aside. "We have nothing to fear from you, you little whore," he said, going to spit again but Jon kicked him and every one head the crack as he broke some ribs.

Sansa stood and held her hand out for Jaime who moved to stand by her side.

"You will soon and you will see that this wolf can fight too and you will be praying for a miracle." She lent closer to him. "You had your miracle in that Jaime and Tyrion turned out to be good human beings while you and the whore aren't even worth to stand in the same room as the rest of us. You will wish none of us actually came so see you for who you truly are. You should have known Jaime would fight for his family, he fought my father to get Tyrion back and Tyrion is just as loyal to Jaime. Jon, Rickon and I are just as loyal to each other, Brienne and Bronn that loyal as well and all seven of us will fight to the death for each other. You have made us band together and you made us unbreakable."

"Cersei already broke you and Jaime up once, she can do it again."

Sansa stood to her full high and put her arm around Jaime's waist.

"She only succeeded in making us stronger. Whatever you have planned it won't work."

"So it doesn't bother you she fucked her brother?" Tywin smirked.

"As you can see," she gestured to her stomach, "it's in the past and I have Jaime's future in my womb. He loves me and I love him and love is something we can give him that he never got from either of you. Try to break us but you will soon realise you have no control of me or Jaime or any of us and we will not give up, we will not break so try Tywin, try to break us because it won't work."

With that Sansa turned from the room, Jaime behind her.