XiReN: Here is the third chapter, people! Thanks for the reviews!

GJeiSlaTe: Sorry if we updated a little late... Our ideas didn't agree much for this chapter so it took a while to sort out. We're still discussing if we should put the big bad brothers as the antagonists. We'll just see as the story progresses!

XiReN: Ok! On with the story!

GJeiSlaTe and XiReN: Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Troy and its characters don't belong to us.

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Chapter Three: Planning

"Thank you for joining me to dinner, Helen." Paris flashed his heart-melting smile as he and Helen walked out of a restaurant arm-in-arm.

"I never can refuse you, can I, Paris?" Helen smiled back as Paris led her to the parking lot.

"Hmm... no..." Paris teased as they both stopped in front of a red sports car. Paris then gave Helen a peck on her lips and looked at her, "Can I ask you a favor?"

"Anything..."

"You see, my brother, Hector, seems to like your friend, Andromache. So..."

"So, you're asking if I can help you set them up, right?" Helen finished for him. Paris nodded. Remembering that Andromache is difficult to convince on blind dates, she hesitated, "I don't know..."

"Puweese!" Pairs begged, his eyes hopeful. "My brother really needs to take a break!"

Paris clamped his hands together and pouted. She finally gave up and sighed, "Oh, alright! I'll help!"

"Yes!" Paris punched a fist into the air. Kissing Helen again, he said, "Thank you!"

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"That's Helen!" Briseis tossed a magazine on the living room sofa where Hector was sitting.

"She looks kind of familiar..." Hector mused, picking up the material. Briseis slapped her forehead in exasperation.

"Of course she is, Hector! Paris introduced us to her just when she first started modeling for our products!" She sat on a bean bag, grabbing a few papers.

"Oh, I see... I must've forgotten." He stated, setting the magazine onto the coffee table in front of him. Instead of going back to his work, his mind recalled another dream.

"Do you love me brother?" Paris abruptly asked Hector which made him look at his brother in surprise. Paris continued, "Would you protect me against any enemy?"

"The last time you spoke to me like this you were ten years old and you've just stolen father's horse." Paris smiled slightly at the memory. Hector then asked seriously, "What've you done now?"

"I must show you something." Paris led Hector below deck where a cloaked figure sat on one of the chairs. Hector stood in surprise when it got up and removed its hood, revealing the beautiful Helen.

Hector's thoughts were interrupted when Paris walked into the living room, whistling. Both he and Briseis looked up at Paris who sat on the couch opposite Hector.

"Briseis, don't you have that volunteer work early tomorrow?" Hector reminded his cousin.

"Yes, at nine." Briseis replied, switching her attention from Paris to the paperwork she was helping Hector with.

"You better get to bed then. I'll handle this." Hector said, all the while keeping his gaze on Paris. Briseis saw this, setting the files on the table, she obeyed without a word.

"Good night!" she kissed Hector on the cheek, then kissed Paris and ran upstairs to her room.

"It's past your curfew." Hector said firmly.

"I'm not a kid anymore!" Paris clamored, standing up to retreat to his room.

"Sit down!" Hector commanded. "Now!"

Paris hesitantly complied.

"You're not a kid anymore? You sure act like one!" Hector raised his voice. "When will you learn how to act responsibly?"

"Hector! I'm not like you, ok!" Pairs answered. "I'm not good in this business stuff like you!"

"At least try!" Hector requested, standing in front of Paris. "Use your time on learning the system instead on wasting it on your girlfriends!"

"At least I have a love life! How bout you, huh? Since when did you last have a girlfriend? Oh! I forgot! You never had one!" Paris shot mockingly, standing up. Pushing past his brother he stomped to the stairs.

"I see you handled that well." Cassandra walked in from the garden, looking at Paris disappearing upstairs.

"What am I going to do with him?" Hector dropped himself on the couch.

"He's right, you know?" Cassandra sat next to her brother. "He's not like us. Father spoiled him too much and he isn't used to working hard."

"You know that's not an excuse, Cassandra. He doesn't even act his age!"

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"Briseis, open up!" Pairs knocked on his cousin's door.

"What do you want?" Briseis opened the door. Paris pushed past her and sat on her bed. "How about trying 'Excuse me'?"

"I can't stand Hector's eyes always being on my back!" Paris complained. "We need to get him off me!"

"Don't tell me! You have a plan!" Briseis rolled her eyes. Paris nodded. "No! The last time you had a 'plan' we were in high school and you got us grounded for three months!"

"It will work this time! Helen is going to help us!"

"Paris!" she warned.

"I promise it'll work!" Paris swore, raising his right hand. His cousin shook her head slightly. "And besides you did say you wanted him to relax a bit! This is going to be beneficial to all of us!"

"Oooh! Paris used a big word! 'Beneficial'!" Briseis teased.

"Haha!" Paris snapped sarcastically. "So, you in?"

"Sure! Whatever! So, what's the plan?" Paris smiled at her reply and grabbed the phone dialing Helen's number.

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"Ok, Paris! I'll tell her! Don't worry!" Helen said through the receiver. After a good bye she put the phone back into its cradle.

"Thank you for having me over tonight, Helen. It's very lonely at my place." Andromache's voice came from the bathroom.

"No problem, Andro! It's always nice to have company!" Helen replied as Andromache emerged from the door with a towel tied around her. Helen thought, "It's now or never!"

"Andro, I was just talking to Paris, the owner's son and he said there's going to be a meeting to discuss a new offer with you!" Helen approached her friend.

"Really?" Andromache replied excitedly. "When? Where?"

"The night after tomorrow! In Angel's Spoon Cafe!" Helen informed. "Paris said you're going to meet a man in a dark blue suit and that you should wear a cream dress."

"What's the man's name?" Andromache walked behind a divider and put on some night clothes.

"Paris never mentioned a name."

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The following morning, Paris realized that Hector might not listen to anything he says because of the argument they had the other night. So, he decided to ask their sister, Cassandra for help.

"Please, Cassandra! Briseis said that you're also concerned because of Hector's over working!" Paris begged. Cassandra looked at him over the mini sculpture she was working on in the garden. "Please, sister!"

"Briseis?" carefully forming another angle in her sculpture, Cassandra turned her attention to Briseis who was sitting with Paris on the garden table.

"He seemed desperate, Cassandra. I couldn't refuse." Briseis admitted, taking a bite from a toast.

"It's been proven that only a few people can turn down our Paris." Cassandra pointed out, examining the newly formed hoof on her clay figure of a war horse. Sighing, she agreed, "I'll help."

"Thank you so much!" Paris walked over to kiss his older sister. Cassandra smiled at this gesture. "Please tell him tonight! They're going to meet tomorrow!"

'No, rarely anyone can refuse this charmer.' Cassandra thought as she nodded a yes to Paris.

"Briseis, remember, you have that volunteer work at the orphanage in thirty minutes!" Cassandra reminded, glancing at her wrist watch.

"Oh yeah! Thank you!" standing up, Briseis quickly gulped down her drink, grabbed her backpack and made haste to the garage. "Good bye!"

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GJeiSlaTe: Helen and Paris are already going out. Just in case anyone was wondering.

XiReN: Okie! Till next time...

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