RUNAWAY-

Hector stood in the doorway of Paris's bedroom and gazed at the empty bed in shock. Instead of Paris, a gigantic Tellytubby toy was dozing beneath the covers.

For a moment, Hector considered calling the police to tell them that a mad womanizer was on the loose, but then as he looked down on the ground, he realized that he could probably catch that mad womanizer himself.

Lying on the ground was a brochure listing all the departure times of trains at Aegean Station and the time 12:30 am had been circled in pink gel pen.

Hector looked at his watch quickly. 12:10. There was still enough time. And Hector was walking out of the front door when Andromache's voice stopped him.

"Hector, where are you going?" she asked softly, standing right behind him.

"To get Paris once and for all," he replied shortly.

Andromache looked at him, concerned, and then whispered,

"You're going outside in your pajamas? At least, don't wear that one with those bananas all over it."

Hector looked down at his bright canary yellow pajamas. "But I thought that you liked this one."

Andromached gave a weak laugh. "Of course, Hector, every wife's dream is for their husband to appear in pajamas with bananas all over them."

She smiled at the bewildered look on his face and placing a kiss on his cheek, turned around to go back to bed. But Andromache had her secrets as well because as she lay down on the bed, she rubbed her belly and she swore that she could feel the slightest kick.

AEGEAN STATION-

After ten minutes without on sign of Paris, Helen's hope had begun to fade. 'You have to come, Paris,' she thought desperately. 'You can't just leave me to a man who calls me creamcake!'

And as if Paris had heard her, he got out of a gold Toyota that had just driven into the parking lot. As Paris neared her, Helen called out,

"I didn't know that you had a car!"

Paris looked confused. "What car?"

Helen pointed at the Toyota. "The one you just came out of!"

"Oh, that car!" Paris grinned sheepishly. "Uh, that's not my car, it's Hector's."

Just then, Briseis climbed out of the Toyota's driver seat.

"Paris," she said his name viciously, elbowing him in the stomach. "Made me steal the car so Hector wouldn't have anything to catch up to us."

"But, Briseis, why isn't Paris driving?" Helen asked as they walked to the train stops.

Briseis laughed. "Cause he has no idea how to."

Paris blushed a deep crimson. "Of course I can drive!" he sputtered with indignation.

"Oh sure," Briseis muttered. "You have a skill for driving straight into trees!"

As they waited for the train, Paris turned to Helen and whispered,

"We can leave this place forever and live in the wild. I could hunt deer and maybe even catch a squirrel!"

Helen gave a weird look. "You're kidding right?"

Paris thought about what he had just said. "Ah, whom am I kidding?" he muttered.

"Good," Helen said. "Cause I am not going to be living off squirrel."

They watched people struggle to load 9 suitcases onto the train.

"Who would that crazy to bring that many suitcases?" Briseis wondered out loud.

"So you think I'm crazy?" Helen demanded.

She waved her hand at the suitcases and imperiously explained,

"Every woman needs to bring 3 for clothes, 3 for makeup, and 3 for money. Everyone knows that."

Above them, the clock struck 12:30 and another train slowed to a stop before them. At the same time, a certain enraged big brother stepped out of a taxi behind them. Turning around carelessly, Paris's eyes suddenly widened dramatically and he tapped Briseis on the shoulder.

"What..." she began and then gasped at the sight of Hector.

"We are so dead," the two cousins squeaked in unison.

Paris glanced back at the train and luckily, the door slid open. Grabbing Briseis's and Helen's hands, he pulled them toward the train with Hector following. They dashed in just in time, crashing against a wall and sighing with relief.

But then, they realized that Hector too was inside the train. Grinning like an evil madman, Hector stepped toward them menacingly and then, he stopped in his tracks. The door slid shut and the train had begun moving, moving away from the station. Hector flew to the window and banging on the glass, shouted,

"Let me out!"

'This is bad, this is very bad!' Hector thought, frantic. 'When Menelaus finds out that Helen is gone and that she left with Paris, he'll discover that I'm on the same train with them! And then, he'll think that I helped Paris persuade Helen to elope!'

Hector turned around, regaining calm, and faced the people to blame.

"You are so dead."

LARYSSA LANE (Half an hour earlier)-

Achilles had not expected a phone call from Agamemnon in the middle of the night. He had not wanted to pick the ringing phone up, but he did automatically anyway.

After he listened to Agamemnon's oily voice drone on and on for exactly five minutes, Achilles interrupted him,

"Tell me. Why should I help your brother get his trophy wife back?"

Agamemnon chuckled. "I thought that you wanted a name in the underworld. I thought that you wanted to be a known hitman."

"I'm listening."

"If you bring back Helen and help me destroy Café Troy," Agamemnon whispered. "I will make sure that every underworld lord is begging for your skills."

"Deal."

And a short drive later, Achilles too was sitting on the same train as Hector, Paris, Helen, and Briseis.