My computer crashed, I failed exams.. everything was a mess so I'm afraid I won't have internet any more..I'll finish this story in the next chapter, and I invite all of you to continue this story with a sequel.. so all those ones you would like to do it, it would be nice, because I'll leave it in a kind of cliff : ) Well, the ones who are intersted, please, send me an email and I'll give you more details. I hope you'll also like this chapter :)
Chapter twenty-six
"What do you mean? That you're leaving?" I asked him, shocked. The hotel room was filling with the sun rays, and we were laying on the bed. I couldn't believe it was going to happen again. He was leaving me.
"Alana.. I'm an actor, you have to understand my life.. I have to travel most part of the year, being at home only a couple of weeks.. this is my life and we have to get used" His dark eyes looked at me, and then he left the bed, dressing up. "My plane takes off at 12.. will you come to the airport to say goobye?" He asked, putting his sweater on.
"I lost you once, and my life was a hell.. how do you want me to bear this?" I asked, feeling tears in my eyes. He sat next to me and took my hand.
"Because we love each other, we'll handle this" He smiled, but I wasn't convinced.
"You'll be spending months with the prettiest actresses while I'll be at home, alone.. you can't ask me this. I can't live like this.." I noticed he was becoming serious.
"I'm afraid we're not compatible in this life.." His words shocked me. "Alana.. we live in different worlds.. maybe in the past we were meant to be together.. but when it comes to the future.. even if I love you.. I don't think it's possible"
"Because you wouldn't give up your work, right? You wouldn't leave everything to come with me" I replied, standing up, angry. He shook his head.
"Don't ask me to choose, Alana. I've fought for this my whole life.. "I realised his love wasn't strong enough. And with that thought, I felt anger running through my veins.
"You don't have to say more. I already saw enough" I took my clothes, went to the toilet to dress up, and in short time I left the room. He looked at me sadly, but didn't move.
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For the following weeks, Jan was my only company. I couldn't go back home, so with the excuse of a conference in anotehr city, I moved to Jan's flat, where I could talk about the only thing I really cared about: Troy. We went on trips, walks, he talked to me for hours.. but I couldn't feel better. Orlando was filming somewhere in the US, and every day I checked my phone to see if there was any new message.. but nothing came.
One day, after breakfast, I saw Jan absent minded. His blue eyes were lost, and he was speechless. His hands were moving all time, playing with forks, knives and glasses. The kitchen was silent, and the feeling strange.
"What's wrong?" I asked, and he started. Without replying, he just shook his head. I needed a second try to make him talk. "Jan, can you tell me what's wrong?" Finally he looked up at me.
"There's something I didn't tell you.. something I can't tell to anybody.. it's important.."
"And you can't tell it to me?" I asked, and he seemed to doubt.
"Once I thought I had fixed the mistake I had made in the past.. that I had compensated you for everything that happened in Troy.. I thought you would be happy ever after with Orlando.. but all my efforts were in vain.. "
"Please, don't mention this subject now.." I felt the tears coming back to my eyes.
"I do have to talk about this, Alana, because what I have to say is related to him.." My heart started beating faster. "You can't be together in this world, in this life, right? "He asked, and I nodded, slowly. I didn't know what was the point of all that. "Alana.. I know where's the gate"
"The gate?" I asked, and soon realised. Priam had found it once, and now Jan was telling me where it was.
"I can bring you back to Troy.." When he said this, all my senses stopped, I had to asume what I was hearing. "But you would be there with the memories form this world, and you wouldn't go back in time, but to the time when you exactly left, when I .. killed you..."
"But what would happen then?" I said. "How would I escape from Menelaus, from Helen?"
"I would lead you directly to Troy, not to Greece" My hopes came back, and for the first time in days, I smiled.
"Jan, this would be the greatest thing!" He didn't smile, and I knew there was a "but".
"Alana.. the only way to meet Paris there would be.. if Orlando traveled as well.. else, in Troy Paris is dead.." I knew things wouldn't be so easy. And although I had Orlando's number, I couldn't call him and just suggest going back to Troy. Obviously, he didn't leave his career as an actor for me, so sure he wouldn't leave it for returning to past.
"But it would be impossible.." I murmured, and Jan shrugged.
"I don't know, Alana.. you have to talk to him"
"I won't call him" I replied, angry. "He didn't send me a message since he left"
"Because you left him in the hotel without explanation!" Jan shouted back. "I'm trying to help you, Alana.. but you have to help as well" He finished breakfast and walked to the living room. "I give you two hours to think about it." He left the flat, and I looked at my cup of coffee. Going back to Troy, with Paris. Could that be possible?
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Hector walked on the beach, looking for the small boat. He walked in fast steps, there was a strong wind and it seemed that a storm was coming. His dark eyes were half closed, protecting himself from the sand that was flying all around. The sea was wavy, not too safe to sail. But he was determined to look for his brother. And for Alana.
He fought the waves, sailing on the deep sea. His arms were tired, the waves too strong. The sky was grey, and the first lightenings were showing up. He thought about Andromache, about his son.. and also about his missing father, his dead brother and his dead.. Alana. And the last thought was stronger than anything.
"I hope you'll forgive me, Andromache.." He said, diving into the sea. The water was like a huge whirlpool, he tried to swim but couldn't advance too much. His lungs were already claiming for air, he felt dizzy.. but saw it. The big dark hole that swallowed him. With his hands he covered the jewel and thought about his brother and Alana. He would find them.
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I was sitting in the living room, thinking, when the sky became darker, although it was still in the morning..a storm was coming, how strange, I thought. I heard the thunders so fast that I didn't have time to react, I jumped as if an explosion had taken place. The weather was like my mood.
I disconnected TV, and all electrical machines,and then went back to the sofa, lost in my thoughts. The small apartment was silent, but the main door bell broke the atmosphere. Sighing, I stood up and walked lazily to open the door, probably the postman or book sellers. And when I opened it, I found the less expected person behind. I was as paralysed as I was when I met Orlando in the art gallery.
"Alana, you're alive, I can't believe it.." He said, hugging me so fast that I didn't have the chance to react. "I came , I got it, I found you.." I didn't understand his words, and I tried to push myself back to get an explanation. Hector's dark eyes were shining, and he was smiling.
"Hector, this is surrealisitc.. how did you..?" I wasn't able to speak. Closing the door, I led him to the living room. "How did you know how to use the door bell? How..?"
"Alana.. let me speak" He said, kindly, and taking my hand. "I found the gate, I decided to come. As my father did, using the jewel. He left me half of it, so that I would be able to use it" I observed his as he spoke.. his clothes were the Trojan clothes, his way of speaking.. he was speaking Greek.. and I was able to understand him. When he finished, it was my turn to speak.
"Why did you come here, to this flat?" I asked, surprised.
"The gate is here, in this building.. I saw a woman in the next door using the door bell, as you called it.. she was looking at me in surprise, because of those clothes.. so I didn't know what was this building, I didn't know where I was.. but somehow I knew you were behind that door.." He looked at me. "Alana, this is the best thing that has happenned to me .. this is.."
"Paris is alive" I said, without letting him go on speaking. His dark eyes opened in surprise. "I've met him in this world.. we've been.. together" I said, hoping that he wouldn't get the real meaning, but he didn't show any emotion in his face.
"You talked to him? Where is he?" His questions were affecting me too much, and he noticed it. "What's wrong, Alana?" I felt tears coming, but I didn't reply. He sat next to me and hugged me again.
"He lives very far away.. he didn't want to stay with me, he has.. well, a different profession.. you wouldn't understand it, you don't know anything about future.. but the thing I don't understand is why when we travelled throught time, we had a parallel life here.. you don't seem to have your parallel Hector in this century.. you're still the Hector from Troy.. but Paris here is Orlando, and.."
"You're confusing me, Alana.." He frowned. I looked up at him, and shook my head.
"I also can't understand it.. it's so odd.. I wish I had the answers, but there must be a reason for this"
The main door opened and Jan came in, with a smile.
"So you've found the gate, I knew someone was coming" Jan always surprised me, and I looked at him in shock.
"What do you mean, Jan? How could you know it?" I said, and he sat in the armchair next to ours. Hector was still holding my hand, and Jan looked at him.
"Hector, where is Andromache?" Hector remained silent, and Jan opened his blue eyes in surprise. "No.. tell me you didn't leave her there!" I also looked at the Trojan, who nodded in silence.
"What will happen now?" I asked, and Jan looked at me.
"Alana.. things are changing so fast that it's about time to tell you what's going on. The whole reason for all those journeys, your experiences in Troy, Priam's fate.. everything.. I could say the story begins on me.. I was born in Sparta, grew up there and became a soldier. I fought in the Trojan war, but helped my enemy.. I saved Paris' life, although probably he doesn't remember it.. the arrow that was going to kill him, killed me. And I discovered what's behind Death.. but it's not time to talk about it.. for my action I became an angel. Paris' guardian angel. I followed his soul through times, because.. Paris didn't finish his mission in life in Troy.. this is why he reincarnated until this century.. his soul has been suffering all those centuries, and I didn't want that to happen. I've been close to him since then, although he never knew about that. And one day, on a trip to Croatia, I met an old man in a similar situation. He had been following a lost soul through centuries.. your soul, Alana."
"Do you mean that I was also born in Troy for the frist time?" Jan nodded.
"You didn't finish your mission in life there, neither in the following lifes.. this is why you're here on 21rst century.. else you would be.. well, in this place you all call heaven. But your soul needs to finish the mission.. and Priam, the old man I met in Croatia.. he's your guardian angel"
"Peter O'Toole is my guardian angel?" That sounded so ridiculous that I couldn't help laughing.
"Well, he's not Peter O'Toole..he's Priam.. he died in Troy for you.. althouhg you probably don't remember, right?"
"No.. I don't know anything about my past lifes.. I never believed in those things.." I was so shocked, but curiosity was stronger. "Please, go on!"
"You were a servant in Troy, a servant with a big secret that nobody should know about.. this will be a bit embarrasing for you, Alana.. but you were in love with Hector"
"What?" I felt my face reddening. Hector looked at me in surprise.
"Jan, but if this was true, then I would remember it" Said Hector. "Maybe I also had more lifes?"
"No, Hector.. you finished your mission in Troy, and with your death, you went directly to your final destiny.. you were a hero, a noble man.."
"But if Alana loved me.."
"Hector, Alana loved you, and this was her biggest secret.. you were married to Andromache, you didn't know servants.. she used to help your wife with dresses, and all her youth she was crying every night in her room, because she couldn't have the man she really loved. "
"I can't believe it.. "I murmured.
"Alana, in Troy your life was annonimus until the war began. When Hector died, you promised yourself you would destroy Achilles. When the Spartans came, in the main battle, you stole arrows and a bow and left your chambers. There was fire in the city, and Priam saw you hidding behind a colum, ready to shoot someone. Achilles was laying on the ground, with Briseis next to him. You were going to shoot when Paris showed up and did it first. You felt frustrated, and you didn't realise that someone else was ready to shoot at you.. but Priam was faster, he knew your honorable intentions, and he placed himself in front of you, so the arrow killed him. And he became your guardian angel"
"But what does it have to do with Paris and I?" I asked, impatient.
"Priam discovered the gate.. a gate that only angels can use. Since then we've been using them. But we made a mistake last summer. We did something that wasn't in our hands..we played with time and souls.. and unless we'll fix it, we'll be punished. Alana, I wanted Paris to be happy.. and Priam told me your story, so I thought you would be the perfect soul for him, someone noble who could fall in love with him and make him happy.. so Priam sent you back, and I sent back Paris.. but we made a mistake. Paris was born again, but you were sent as an adult. I swear we didn't want to complicate things so much... but right now they're a mess.. this is why iI had to kill you there.. also Paris.." Hector frowned. "I'm the soldier who shot Alana.."
"And which is the solution then?" I asked, trembling. "I must leave this time forever, and finish my mission in Troy? I won't ever be reincarnated again once I'll die there?"
"Exactly.."
"But which was my mission in Troy?" I asked. "Save Paris from Helen?"
"We thought it was this.. but we saw that even if you saved him from Helen, the war would take place anyway.. so obviously your mission wasn't related to Paris"
"But.. he fell in love with me, also in this century"
"Really?" Asked Hector, shocked. But I didn't reply.
"Alana... your mission in Troy was a lot more simple.. but it was impossible, because Hector was too noble to leave his wife" Hector and I looked at each other. Jan went on speaking. "I'll send you back, to the time after the war.. and Paris must go too. Once there.. you'll have to solve evrything"
"But I love Paris.." I said, ignoring Hector's gaze.
"And I'm married to Andromache" He said. But Jan smiled.
"Alana.. if I remember correctly..you felt something towards Hector"
"What?" Said Hector, staring at me.
"And Hector.. Andromache is now alone, months passed since you left.."
"But I've just arrived!" Hector replied, and Jan shook his head.
"Time goes different there.. months had passed and she has found love in a new place, in a new person"
"You lie!!" Shouted Hector.
"I'm sorry, those are the consequences of leaving.. and you decided to leave. You all will go back to Troy. I wish you good luck. Alana, call Paris. He must come. Don't tell him anything about this. But he has to come.
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Orlando picked up the phone and saw the message from Alana. Going back to Troy.. did he really want it, now that he got all he wanted? He sighed and deleted the message, thinking. After some minutes, he picked the phone and dialed a number.
"The airport of New York? I want to book a ticket for the next direct flight to Spain..yes, I wait, thank you" He hang up and looked at the telegram laying on the table. He couldn't believe that Viggo was telling him that. Alana dead? Was she sent back to Troy? In that moment he knew all he wanted was to be with her.