I kind of need help... I cannot exactly grasp what Achilles would do, and so you see him, in the story, not as manly as in the movie! So if you have any suggestions please tell me...Thank you for all those wonderful reviews!!

Briseis watched as Paris left very quietly, and she was finally more at ease. Her legs gave way as she collapsed onto the ground, her head still aching.

"Hurry, Briseis, we must get out." Achilles urged.

"We can't...Lok at the city." Briseis answered, not willing to get up.

"You are one stubborn woman." Achilles said, then carried Briseis up again. He walked very briskly up the stairs, tracking back to where he had come from. Briseis was still coughing from all the smoke that she had inhaled.

"Wait." Briseis said. Achilles let her down, a little frustrated at her stopping.

"We do not have time to lose." Achilles said. He watched her fall to the floor beside a familiar figure that Briseis wept over. Priam.

"How would he cross the river without two coins?" Briseis asked. In Priam's hand was a sword, and his eyes were closed. Briseis held her uncle's cold hand. Outside the building, she could hear the clashes of swords.

"Briseis!" Achilles said, more harshly this time, in an effort to get Briseis up. He could hear footsteps outside. It was not a big deal for him to take on the soldiers, but he would risk no harm to Briseis. In his mind, he knew that he was weak. Weak because of a woman. "Briseis!" he shouted again. Briseis glared at him, then slowly got up as she fell into Achilles' arms again.

Briseis was in a daze. All her life she had lived in Troy, the very city where she played with her cousins, became a priestess, had faith in the Gods. But now it was burning before her. The strong walls of Troy have fallen, and she was in the arms of the enemy. Or was Achilles really an enemy? Tears welled up in her eyes as she passed by burning houses, fleeing people, and the brutal soldiers who showed no mercy towards the helpless. She missed the good old days when there was peace. And of all people, she had to fall in love with Achilles. Ever since, she had turned from a bubbly young girl to a serious woman.

Briseis sobbed and buried her face in Achilles' neck. He smelled of sweat. He was real. Achilles was not an untouchable man. Briseis could not really think clearly, and simply continued to lay like that.

Achilles ran through the gates of Troy, leaving the once great city behind. Briseis looked up. She could see better now, breathe better now, but when she looked back, she could not help but wish that none of this had happened.

"Are you not going to fight for us, Achilles?" Odysseus called from within the city.

"There is no need for me to now. It is evident." Achilles replied, slowing to a walk. "You already have victory. It matters not to me."

Odysseus stood, watching Achilles go, with a woman in his arms. He is in love, Odysseus thought. He no longer cares about fame and glory.

"We are ready to set sail, my Lord." Eudorus reported from the ship. A rope ladder was let down.

Achilles put Briseis on the ground now, and somehow she felt very cold and unfamiliar with her home. She hissed as her feet touched the ground. Her blisters hurt from all the salt and sand they were contacting. Achilles motioned for her to get on board first.

Briseis could not care anymore about the pain delivered to her feet when her feet touched the rope ladder. She watched as Achilles climbed up the ladder, and led her below deck. She felt the boat swaying, signalling that they were setting off.

"Are you hurt?" Achilles asked. Briseis did not answer. Achilles sighed and sat down opposite her. He could recall the time when he had first seen Briseis, and she refused to talk to him. "Are you reliving the time when we first met?" Briseis looked at him, as if slapping him mentally for joking at such a moment.

Achilles reached for a basin of clean water and a cloth. As he proceeded to clean Briseis' wounds, Briseis asked, "Why have you retreated?"

"Retreated from what?"

"From fighting, of course! You know what I am saying. Why give up all the fame and glory that you have said before that you want? You said you were born that way." Briseis replied.

Achilles did not reply at first, then answered, "You know the answer." Briseis shot him a puzzled look. "After I met you, I reconsidered my mother's words. Perhaps a family life of peace isn't so boring after all."