Hey everyone. Thank you so much for reviewing and reading. It's been really good. Sorry to everyone who doesn't like Briseis in this story. I've changed her about three times now. Lol.

I got a few people not understanding why Achilles called Tecmessa his wife. It will explain later, but ill do it now. They weren't actually married but Tecmessa loved him and Achilles knows this so he wanted her to hear what she wanted to hear. In Tecmessa's POV it explains that Achilles said that if they both survive the war then he will marry her. He was young at the time, but he does have feelings for her. He has feelings for Briseis too though.

Thanks peeps.

Briseis appeared at the door.

"Your wife?" she muttered. She walked into the tent and she saw Tecmessa lying in his arms. For a second nothing existed. The state of shock which took Briseis was completely thoughtless. Then she began to feel something.

Tecmessa! No, please don't be dead.

She ran to her friend's side. Oh Apollo! The blood had covered her entire body now; her mouth was slightly open, her life closed.

Briseis didn't even cry. Maybe she had been all cried out that day. She had killed Ajax, and she felt hugely relieved but also terribly guilty.

Why was Tecmessa dead? She glanced around the room. Patroclus was in the corner, weeping. His hands were covered in blood. Tecmessa's blood.

Rage filled Briseis's heart and she suddenly screamed in fury as she ran towards Patroclus. She dived at him from behind, her arms wrapping around his throat. She kicked him and kneed him in the back until he spun round and face her. She broke away.

"You killed her!" she screamed at him. "You killed her!" Patroclus face was twisted in anger now.

"She killed Ajax!" Briseis laughed through her pain.

"No she di……" Suddenly Briseis stopped. Oh no. Please no. She couldn't believe this. It wasn't true. Tecmessa did NOT die for her own sins.

"She didn't kill him." She whispered. Tears now streamed down her face. She was worried that the men saw her as weak because she was crying. But she wasn't weak. Briseis knew that she was so strong inside and that she didn't care if the men thought she was a cliché because of her tears. The tears just came from shock, not weakness.

"She didn't." she repeated. Patroclus shook his head.

"Yes she did. Don't defend her. She is dead because she ended Ajax's life! You went to his funeral! You should know he is dead you bitch!"

Briseis glared at him.

"Yes Patroclus. Ajax is dead. I know he is dead but Tecmessa did not kill him! You have murdered innocence!" Patroclus continued to shake his head, begging what she was saying wasn't true.

I am not a murderer, he thought. I wouldn't kill an innocent woman. She was guilty. She was guilty! She was guilty of Ajax's murder. Of Zeus please let me be right, he begged.

Briseis was shaking now. With anger and with grief.

"Tecmessa didn't kill him." Pause. "I did." Patroclus looked at her.

"What?" he whispered, barely loud enough for her to hear.

"That's right." She said. "I killed that evil man! And he was evil Patroclus. He was so so evil. So I killed him."

From the corner Achilles saw Patroclus contemplate killing Briseis. It was a faint look that Briseis would not have seen. Achilles could read his close friend though. He was right this minute planning of murdering Briseis.

"And she didn't kill him alone either!" He said, knowing that Patroclus would never hurt her now. "I threw her the knife!"

Patroclus looked at him in shock.

"He was your friend!" He cried.

"No Patroclus. Briseis is right. The man was evil and she did the world a favour when she ended his life."

"She did the Trojan's a favour." Achilles grew angry.

"Do not make this a matter of sides! This is a matter of right and wrong and Briseis is not wrong." He shouted at the younger man who coward away from him. The screaming stopped. Briseis and Patroclus just stared at each other.

"I would kill you, "she began, "but enough blood has been spilled this day!" She spat at him through her words. Patroclus frowned.

"And you would be lying in the dust if it wasn't for Achilles." Briseis laughed.

"Are you afraid of him Patroclus?" He didn't answer.

She turned to face her friend. She looked so peaceful. What was the last thing she'd ever said to her? It was "I love you Tecmessa."

She was glad it was something nice. She smiled on her friend. Then her smiled changed to a frown.

This is all my fault, she thought. If I had never killed Ajax then Tecmessa would still be alive. Briseis cried some more as she hugged her friend.

"We'll be together soon," she said as she placed her back on the ground.

Achilles stood up. His eyes were dry now. It was like he'd never been crying. He wasn't likely to admit it either.

"We should bury her." He said. Briseis shook her head.

"She would prefer to be burned." She said. She remembered when they used to speak about the warriors and how they were burned sometimes. She wanted to be burned too so that the gods would receice the smoke and know who she once was.

So they would remember her. Briseis hung her head. Tecmessa would not be forgotten. She was an amazing woman.

"Briseis I want you to stay here while I take the body to a pyre." Said Achilles. Briseis frowned.

"Don't order me about. I want to come to. Tecmessa was my friend." Achilles nodded.

"Fine." Then suddenly he stopped to think.

"Her child." He said. "We must find him."