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"The Greeks are all in the horse Hector. Let's just hope someone has the brains to speak against bringing it in the city."

"Well I can't say that Apollo's priests won't say to bring it in but I'm sure someone will. Bresies was among them for a long time maybe she'll tell them not too."

"Do you really think they'll listen to a former priestess of Apollo?"

"She's royalty. She's the future king's cousin and she is the ONLY Trojan who spent time in the Greek camp. I'm sure that my father will listen to her."

"Speaking of Bresies. She and Helen are at the healers."

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Bresies and Helen were sitting in a warm brightly-lit room. They were the only people their except for one man in his late forties.

"So your majesties. You say that you're not feeling well?"

"Yes. Helen and I have both been feeling sick."

"Well what are the symptoms."

"I've had headaches, stomachaches, and I vomited a bit," Bresies said.

Helen spoke up, "I've had similar symptoms except I didn't vomit."

"Well let me see could you stick out your tongue your majesty?"

Bresies stuck out her tongue and the healer looked down her throat. After doing a couple more tests the healer stepped away.

"It might be just a stomach flu. (A/N Did they call it the flu back then?) If you're still feeling sick in a week then come see me again. Now let me check you Majesty."

He did the same tests on Helen. However when he was done he had a different answer.

"Majesty please forgive me but I need to do one more test and you may feel uncomfortable. Do you want me to do it?"

"Yes go ahead."

The healer reluctantly put his hand around the area of Helen's womb.

"Majesty I think that you may be pregnant. (A/N I know that a lot of stories have been done like this but I had this idea before I read one like that. So don't call me unoriginal.)"

"Pregnant? I'm pregnant?"

"I'm positive that you are. I'd say you're around a month and a half along."

"Umm. If she's pregnant does that mean I am two? I mean we have the same symptoms."

"It's a possibility you are pregnant as well but it is too soon to tell. That's why I said to come back in a week. Now majesty…"

"Call me Helen."

"Ok umm Helen I suggest you go tell the Prince that you're carrying his child. It won't be too long before you start to show."

"Thank you. Bresies are you coming. Maybe you could help me tell Paris."

"Yes I'm coming. I'll come see you again if I'm not feeling better soon."

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"Helen's pregnant. How is my father going to take this? How is PARIS going to take this? How is…"

"Hector relax, relax. You act as if it's YOUR baby. Yes Helen's pregnant. But at least Paris will be able to take care of her and the kingdom will be able to accept it. What if Bresies is pregnant? It will be much harder on her and her child. She'll have to raise the baby by herself and he or she will have to live without a father."

"If she is pregnant I'm sure that Achilles will take the responsibility of being the father. He loves her and I'm sure he'll love their child."

"I doubt that Achilles will find out about the baby. Unless their plan succeeds and they get into the city Achilles won't find out. And even if he did I don't think that the people of Troy would accept the fact that a former priestess of Apollo is carrying the child of the man who killed their beloved prince."

"Well let's just pray that it turns out somehow. O Helen is going to tell Paris."

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Bresies and Helen were walking down the hall. They stopped in front of a closed door.

"Do you want me to come in with you tootell him?"

"No. I think I should do this on my own."

"Okay. If you need me I'll be in the kitchen. I'm starving."

"Me too. Can you bring me something when you're done?"

"Sure."

Bresies walked off leaving Helen alone.

Helen took a deep breath and walked into her and Paris' room.

Paris way lying on the bed. His hands were clasped on his stomach. His eyes had a look of depression. He didn't seem to see Helen come in the door.

"Hello Paris."

"Hello."

"How are you doing?"

"I just can't believe he's gone. My brother the one who protected me when I got in trouble, the one who taught me how to shoot a bow, who always watched over me is gone. I just can't believe it."

"I'm so sorry. I don't know how hard it is to lose someone so close to me."

"I wonder how Andromache is doing. Maybe I should check on her and the baby."

"First I need to talk to you. You know how I told you I wasn't feeling that good?"

"Yes. Did you see a healer like I suggested?"

"Yes and he said that..."

"What?"

"I have a stomach flu," Helen said quickly.

"O. Do you need anything? Extra blankets, hot water, medication because if you do I'll get you some."

"No. He just said to take it easy, get lots of fresh air, and to eat healthy. He also said I might be extra hungry and that if I need something to eat than I should eat it."

"Alright. Well I suggest you sleep for a bit and relax. I'm going to go make sure Andromache is ok." Paris got up. "Do you want me to send the maid up with anything?"

"No it's alright," Helen said as she crawled into the bed. "Bresies said that she'll visit with some food so I should be fine."

"Okay. Well rest until then my love."

Paris bent down and kissed her on the forehead and left.

When he had left silent tears started to fall down Helen's cheeks.

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"She didn't tell him."

"I suppose she got scared. I know for one that my brother doesn't respond very well to surprises."

"True but he'll need to know sometime."

"Yes and she'll tell him sometime. But that wasn't the right moment. Now let's check in on the Greeks."

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So I think that after this I will write one or two more chapters before the story is done.

Queen Arwen: I'm not going to even start fighting about Achilles. I like all the characters actually accept for Agamemnon and Menelaos. When you say Paris' speech was sad do you mean it was emotional or very poorly written?

RosarioRome: I read your story. Really well written even though the whole Hector/Bresies thing creeps me out. But that doesn't matter. How can you people not like Achilles he's awesome. I promise you that Hector will eventually visit his wife and son. And when you say slash what do you mean?

Dream Sprite: It's totally cool? Dude that is awesome.

Does anyone know what a Mary-Sue is?