I ran to Briseis whom could almost always be found in apothecary. No more then a small stone house set in our market. In our small village hidden in the mountains.

I ran in the back of the shoppe, Briseis stood over a pot of a foul smelling remedy. Scamandrius sat at his Aunt's side watching closely. Padme came in the room with a armful of herbs. I quickly took my son in my arms. Hugging him tightly as I could.

"Andromache? What is wrong?" Briseis asked me, watching curiously. I looked into her brown eyes as I clung to my son. Only she knew my grief for Hector. As she had also lost a lover. For all I tried I could not be mad with her. She grieved at my side for these two years.

Padme set the herbs in the pot, "Your frightening us, what is it? Has someone spoken hurtfully to you? I shall send for Paris."

I shook my head and kissed my son's forehead. I then kissed the top of his head. Briseis held my eyes knowing something was wrong. "I must show you something." I told her, unsure if it were a dream or not.

Briseis nodded, she lifted the pot from the fire and set it on the dirt floor. I gave Scamandrius to Padme, kissed him upon his head one last time, then looked into the eyes he shared with his Aunt and Father. "Becareful, you know the Greeks have been sending scouts out." Padme warned.

I ran my hand down my son's face. His dark eyes watched me, he was just speaking true words. It was something his father would have loved to hear.

Then I turned to Briseis who waited at the doorway. A heavy cloak over her bare arms. No longer a priestess since Troy fell. I quickly ran to her and followed her outside.

"What is it that you need to show me?" She asked, I pointed towards the pastures. "I found a man in the lower pastures." I told her.

Briseis froze, her dark eyes worried, "Should I bring some herbs?"

I did not know if he was harmed of not.

"I don't know…..Briseis, the man looks like Hector." I whispered.

Her eyes widened , "Hector?"

I nodded, "I think the Gods have cursed me." Briseis took hold of my shoulders firmly, "Andromache! Do not speak of such things!"

It had to be true. "They made me a widow! They took Hector from me and now have sent this man."

Briseis had never lost her trust in the Gods. Speaking calmly to me as she did to Scamandrius, "Take me to this man."

So I did, I lead her through the pastures I had walked earlier. Until I came to the steeper fields where I had found the man. Though he had moved from where I left him. He had walked towards our hidden village. Though he'd walked no more then a few yards. The man was either drunk or ill. Something was wrong with him….what I did not know. He held the side of his head while he walked. Every few feet he would stumble or trip. As if he had stepped off a boat.

Briseis froze upon seeing the man.

He seemed rather surprised to see the both of us. But he also seemed a little relieved, "Hello? Do you know what town this is? What city?"

Briseis's eyes only grew larger upon hearing his voice.

"Do you know what I'm saying? State? Colony? What country this is?"

He was lost? Well at least the Gods allowed him his memory. The man looked from Briseis to myself, "Turkey? Greece?"

Finally I answered the man, "Your in Troy, the city used to be down by the ocean. It's now under Greek control."

The man seemed relieved, "Thank you, do you know where the American embassy would be?"

American Embassy?

"No? What about a phone? Do you have a phone? Is there a phone booth near by?"

A phone booth? I looked to Briseis who still stared at this man.

"Well ladies, if you could point me toward the main road."

Briseis finally spoke, "Hector?"

The man shook his head. "No."

Briseis turned to me, I spoke softly to her, "I'll take him down." The only road was half a days walk there and back. It would be best if I sent this man away.

He reminded me too much of Hector.

Briseis quickly came to my side, whispering in my ear, "Do not ignore the Gods Andromache. He is here for a reason."

Well I did not care what reason it was. They had taken my husband from me, I would not fall bait to them again. "I'll be back by dinner."

Briseis looked to the man then me. She then took off her cloak and gave it to me, "If not I'll send Paris after you."