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A/N: Thanks to all the people who have reviewed! It makes me feel are all happy that someone is enjoying this story! Right now it's sort of giving me hell. Oh, to Julieanna, sorry about my story being good! I really like yours! It's more upbeat and not as depressing as mine.

Between the desire

And the spasm

Between the potency

And the existence

Between the essence

And the descent

Falls the Shadow –– "The Hollow Men" by T.S. Eliot

Audrey Troies bent down over her infant son, Colin. "It's alright, sweetie," she cooed. "Daddy'll be home soon!" She gave the baby a raspberry on his stomach. The child let out a soft giggle. Neither the baby, nor the mother noticed the person standing in the doorway. Cassandra Tories sighed at the sight of her sister-in-law and baby nephew.

This is how it should be, Cassy thought. If I had my way it would be.

Audrey turned around, her son in her arms. She smiled at seeing Cassandra. "Hey, you," she said. Cassandra just nodded. She was dressed all in black, even though it was a humid, summer day. "Aren't you going to be baking in that?" Audrey motioned to her clothes.

"It doesn't matter anymore," was all Cassy said. Audrey turned to put Colin in his carrier, letting her smile fall. Cassy was worrying her lately. Not just Audrey either. Hector was beginning to doubt his sister's sanity.

"She's your sister," Audrey had said, a few days before Hector left.

"I know, and that's why. If something's wrong with her, I want to get her all the help she needs." It had been early morning; the sun was just coming up. This was their time. When no one else could interrupt them. Audrey turned in her husband's arms and looked at him.

"I don't think she's crazy really….Just stressed perhaps…?" she said it as a question, unsure. Hector brushed a hair away from her face.

"You said she was calling you and Colin by different names? And she's been hysterical these past few days. She cursed me out for letting Paul leave the other day."

"She's not really a danger though. She …she just hasn't been sleeping much lately. Beatrice told me so," Audrey tried to justify.

"I'll talk to dad first," he kissed her bare shoulder. "Don't worry." He kissed her mouth this time. "Now, what do you want me to bring back for you?"

"Besides your handsome, loveable self? Hmmmm…maybe a beautiful, English jockey who can keep me company all the times you're away," she joked.

"You are so paying for that!" he said, beginning to tickle her.

Audrey smiled again, remembering the rest of that morning. Cassy's voice brought her back to the present.

"He's here."

"Who, dear?" Audrey turned back. She could hear some commotion downstairs, Rosaline, one of the maids was making a fuss. Audrey went and stood at the top of the stairs. "What is –?" she stopped, a gigantic smile breaking across her dark features. "Hector!!" She ran down the stairs to meet her husband, throwing herself into his arms. Beatrice and Cassy, meanwhile both had come to stand at the top of the stairs.

"Cousin!" Beatrice cried out in joy, coming down the stairs in like of Audrey. "Your flight wasn't supposed to come for three more hours. We were going to pick you up!"

Hector let go of his wife and gave his cousin a hug and kiss on the head. "Well, sorry to spoil your plans, but I took an earlier flight."

"You didn't even call us," Audrey poked him in the arm. "You know I hate surprises!"

"But, surely you like this surprise, don't you sister." It was Cassy who said this. She was walking down the stairs to meet them, holding little Colin in her arms. Hector smiled when he saw his small son.

"Look at this! Can this be…no, he's gotten bigger I think. What you been feeding him?" he said taking the baby in his arms. The baby grabbed at Hector's nose and let out a small coo.

"Rosaline, will you go tell Joseph to start making something for breakfast…We'll be staying home for brunch today," Audrey said, turning to the maid. "Oh, and possible see if you can find Peter. Tell him his son's home." The maid nodded and went off.

"How's everything been?" Hector asked, looking up from Colin.

"Oh, I say it's about to get a lot worse," Cassy stated.

The cab pulled up outside the Troies house. "You're okay, right?" Paul asked Helen. He wasn't looking at her, but at the house.

"Should I be asking you that question?" she replied. He turned back to her, smiled, and squeezed her hand.

"They'll love you. Just like I do." He lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed it.

"I just don't want to cause trouble," she was looking at the house now. "Man, it's big. Didn't think they still had houses like this in the city."

"I think it used to be an inn or hotel or something," Paul replied. "Come on, I'm sure we're just in time for lunch or something."

Beatrice was walking back toward the dining room when the doorbell rang. "Its okay, Rosie, I'll get it," she called to the maid. She opened the door.

"Beatrice!!" Her cousin Paul pulled her into a firm hug. "I swear, you get even more beautiful each time I see you." She knew he was just charming her; it had only been a couple of weeks since she'd seen him last.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, and then wished she hadn't said it. "I mean….You and Hector had that fight and—"

"Oh, that! Pst! I've forgotten all about it! He's home right? Dad too? I got someone I want you all to meet." Beatrice looked past Paul to the woman standing behind him. She was a blond, taller than Beatrice, and very slender. Beatrice thought she looked familiar somehow.

"I'm actually glad you're the first one I met." Paul slipped his arm around his cousin's shoulders. With his other hand he motioned to the blond woman. "This is Helen. My wife!" Beatrice almost stopped breathing. Wife!

"Who's at the door Beatrice?" It was Audrey. "Paul! Oh, I'm so glad you're here!" Paul let go of Beatrice to give his sister-in-law a kiss on the cheek. Helen stepped into the entryway, looking around her. Beatrice closed the door.

"You're Paul's cousin?" she said looking at Beatrice. She just nodded at the woman. "He's told me about you, and his sister, and brother. I'm pleased to meet you." She smiled; Beatrice could see why Paul liked her. But to marry her? How long had he known her? Not long, Beatrice had never even heard about a this woman.

"He said your name was Helen? Have we ever met?" Beatrice asked.

"I don't know. Perhaps. You might have seen me though. I used to be a model." Ah, that was it. Beatrice only listened to her with half attention now, but Helen's last words caught her ear. "Mycenae."

Mycenae…Oh, crap! That's where she had seen her. In the paper, on the arm of Matthew Mycenae, brother of Adam Mycenae, a man who hated Beatrice's uncle with a passion. Beatrice could hear the other family members coming to meet them now. Uncle Peter called out to his younger son. Beatrice turned to look at the happy reunion, and all she could think was What the hell has Paul gotten himself into!!

End of Part 4

A/N: Yes, it's very short I know, but I couldn't think of what to do next. I know I want to do a scene with Alex and Mycenae facing off, and of course get to all the Achilles/Briseis moments! Please review!!