19. Rage

                                    

                                          

On the road to winterfell it was getting colder and colder. Sandor and Gregors death glares whenever they passed although heated wasnt helping warm Haezel up. 
"What if you forgave gregor and started fresh?" Haezel suggested. Sandor stared back at her as she gingerly touched his scars. 
"How about i fuck you and then think about it." Sandor offered. 
"Gregor would murder you". Haezel corrected bluntly. "Then we would have made no progress in the Clegane redemption era."
"So i have to be the bigger person and he gets to be a cunt?" Sandor barked. 
"You dont have to. Just... wouldn't it be nice if you two got along for the childrens sake. I want them to be the best of friends. The boys and haven love you. I know it. I know you love them too."
"I like them until I remember that they are half Clegane." Sandor corrected. 
"Come on," Haezel blocked his path. "Maybe you two could just talk? One civil conversation." 
"No." Sandor corrected brushing past her. Haezel looked to Gregor, he was very possessive over Haven, he held onto her, she smiled babbling up at him. 
"Hi honey," She cooed kissing Haven's cheek. Haemon let out a little battle cry as he tried so dang hard to pull himself up and march after his brothers. "I was speaking with your brother-"
"Why?" Gregor cut her off. 
"Because he is your brother and I want you two to make an effort. It had been over a fortnight of you two sending deadly glares each others ways." Haezel reminded him. "And he's your little brother, the kids like him, come on, try and be the bigger person."
"I am the bigger person." Gregor corrected. 
"I know you are physically but-"
"  No buts, Haez, I'm bigger." Gregor assured. 
"Being the bigger man can be asking for forgiveness and trying to show kindness to your family, like you do with me and the kids, you love them and dote on them endlessly." Haezel remarked. Gregor gave a side eyed glance in sandors direction. 'The kids love him, can't you two-"
"No." Gregor countered. Haezel grumbled out and Gregor smiled down at her. 
"You two are so similar." Haezel informed him. 
Haezel got the kids bundled up in a tent, blankets and cushions holding Haven and haemon in place of a crib. Griffin and Silas were much like Gregor and fell asleep anywhere. Haezel smiled down at them, kissing their sleeping heads. 
"Goodnight Honey bear." she whispered to Haemon as his eyes closed exhausted from another days ride. "Sweet dreams sweetie pie," she whispered to Haven making sure she was secure before moving to Gregor his arms instantly wrapped around her, sealing her into his warmth. She breathed him in as the crickets sung out, sleep tried to find her when a neighboring guard started snoring. 
Gregor shifted on the ground annoyed at the snores, his head turned, lips pursed, brow furrowed. He looked to haezel her pretty face pinched.
"Fucker needs to stop breathing." Gregor decided. 
"Seriously." Haezel agreed absentmindedly. Gregor got up hastily and haezel stared back at him. "Where are you going?" He didnt answer just continued on his way. The noise silenced and haezel sighed closing her eyes. 
"What was that about?" Haezel questioned when gregor settled beside her.  
"You hear that Haez?" Gregor whispered laying beside her
"Hear what?"
"Nothing". He agreed happily. If there was one thing haezel found out fast it was gregor liked his sleep and it was not to be messed with unless she wanted to fuck him then sleep didnt matter. 
When they woke in the morning and found the dead soldier Gregor had nothing to say on the matter. His neck was snapped, quick and painless. Gregor had wanted to get back to bed. Sandor glanced to Gregor, he seemed indifferent about the whole thing. 
Haezel was getting the kids ready, she didnt think twice about the dead body, she was used to it by now. Dead bodies seemed to pop up around Gregor, she hoped that they deserved it but knew most of them just pissed Gregor just enough to lose their lives. 
Haezel was a sweet woman, everyone said it. No one understood what Haezel saw in gregor but they had a wonderful marriage, wonderful children and Haezel couldnt quite explain it besides she was in love. 
Haezel knew of the monstrous things Gregor had done in the past, of course she did. He was Tywin's mad dog. Tywin had commanded things get done, if anything people should be blaming Tywin for commanding Gregor to get rid of the Matrells. 
"You know your husband did that." Sandor remarked as they packed up for another days journey. 
"Yes." Haezel answered simply. "Was there anything else Sandor?" Sandor shook his head. "I do not approve but I can't change him." Haezel added. "He has your temper. But you have better control on your anger." Sandor didnt think she would admit that. "I love him though." Haezel went on. "I love his with his anger and flaws and rage, I love all of him."
"He's lucky to have you." Sandor admitted. 
"Yes. Yes he is."