I've had all these ideas for this sixth chapter but for some reason I couldn't type it up. Not writer's block, just… something else. Sorry!!! I't been hard trying to get all my ideas down and stuff.

Disclaimer: Warner Brothers and a lady named Lynda Barry.

Language Note/Summary: Like the last chapter, you again will see the words, "At the Edge of an Ocean". The first opinion is Briseis', I cried a little when it was written. Then it's Andromache's, which is really short (Astyanax is about three now). Then it's Helen, who has changed her jealous-bitch ways, and is now very supportive of Briseis. She also has a daughter now, Hermione (not the one from Harry Potter… I don't like HP). I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS!!!

Announcements: PLEASE read the NOTE at the end and REVIEW!!!

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Forgotten?
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"If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missle."-Lynda Barry

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Astyanax's gleeful giggles echoed through the corridors. Hector chuckled.

"Hector, be careful. What if Astyanax falls?" asked Andromache in a concerned tone.

"I won't let him go. Right, Astyanax?"

"Yes!"

I smiled. It has been two years since the end of the war between Troy and Greece. Agamemnon declared a truce. Both nations agreed to never fight again. Only a few weeks after, he made war against the Leleges. He led the coalition, but Achilles was the one who really led the army.

The others tried not to mention him or anything that might relate to him when I was around. They never critisized anything that I did. They never critisized anything that I had done. Helen had a daughter now,. Paris was much better with his sword. Life would seem perfect to an outsider.

But it wasn't. There was something missing. To me, at least. The Gods work in strange ways.

"Briseis!" Hector's voice cut to me. I smiled and held out my arms for Astyanax.

"Brisisis!" he called, running up to me. it's hard to imagine that one day he will grow up to be a warrior.

I noticed Andromache looking strangely at Hector. He shook his head slightly. What is it that they do not want to tell me?

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Briseis had obviously not yet heard about the feast. As a celebration of our "newfound brotherhood", Priam had planned a feast, and invited all of the Greek leaders who had gone to war against us. That included Achilles.

He said yes.

It was in a day or two. I had wanted Hector to tell Briseis but he had thought that we had best break the news to her at supper. I did not disagree.

She was no longer a child, (she been through what most old women never had), and had matured a lot. It hurt her whenever we mentioned Achilles' name, so we took care not to talk about him. Most of the women in Troy accepted her, though there were some who still treated her warily.

It was hard for her, I knew. To love a man who many hated and detested, to love a man who had left you… but he did save all of us. She did as well. I sighed inwardly. The sevants came in to serve dinner; I had no appetite.

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"Briseis," said Andromache softly, "we are inviting all of the Greek leaders to a feast and-". Briseis cut her off.

"I heard." No one else spoke. I glanced at Paris. Uh-oh.

"I'm fine with it," she continued. "You don't have to be worried about me. I'm fine now, I'll be fine then."

"Briseis-," I tried

"He's probably forgotten about me anyway."

Some who had been eating stopped. Hermoine tugged on my skirt, but I was too focused on what was unfolding before me.

He hasn't forgotten you! I wanted to scream. He can't! And if he has, then I'll kill 'im. I'm joking of course.

Clytemnestra had told me once that warriors where passionate men, on every aspect of life. I just refused to believe that a warrior like Achilles could just forget about Briseis. After all, she was a daughter of an enemy when they fell in love. He had to have really liked her to love her.

"Briseis-," I tried again, but my efforts were fruitless. She got up from her seat and left. A few moments later, a messenger rushed in, breathless.

"The Greeks… they're here."

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What do you think??!! I dunno, I might to get… a little evil. Firien grins evily Hehe. SO REVIEW!!!

NOTES:

1) On Thank-You's…: I would like to thank everyone for their support. I couldn't have made it this far without you. The reason why I started writing again was because I was reading through the reviews and realised how much some people wanted me to continue (I was really considering calling the last chapter "The End").

2) On my other fic…: I updated my other fic A Ripple on the Surface. Well, okay, there's no new chapter, but I edited and re-formatted all the previous stuff, so go check it out and tell me what you think (ie. read it and leave a review). And if I were you, I'd have some Kleenex at home 'cause the chapter where Hecty dies is really, really sad. The next chapter will probably be sadder… and the last one even sadder… I've also updated my info on the sequel stuff, so check that out too.

3) On being a nice person…: As a thing to everyone, remember that was invented so that people could unleash their creativity without fear of having others say mean things to them. It's all right to citisize and/or correct authors, (that's how they improve their writing), but leaving comments like "This sucks" or "Why are you writing this?" is very cruel and in-appropriate. Anything which includes swearing in a negative way towards the author is also in-appropriate. You could have your account deleted for this. I read this other fic which has a Achilles/Andromache pairing which has received some really, really cruel, mean comments. And whoever did that should apologize (I've already told another person about their hurting comments and they have agreed to apologize). So just be warry, okay??? Thanks guys, I know this is a really long note.

4) And to PotterFrEaKz44-50: ignore that bitch. I loved your poem, (and are you guys sisters or something???). Don't let people like that stop you from posting your stories, kay?