A/N: Yup it's time to move things along now!

King Priam was walking through the Greek camp searching for Achilles' tent. Briseis awoke in Achilles' arms. She slid off the bed and put her dress on.

"Where are you going?" he asked

"To the beach, you will be getting a visitor soon" Brisies walked out of the tent and found the spot she sat watching the waves crash onto the beach. If only things were different. No matter what it seemed she couldn't change anything. She had made a mess of things. She felt strange as she sat on the beach, she couldn't explain it. She sat there watching the waves and the stars. And soon it would be time to go back to Troy.

Achilles and Priam were talking as they were loading Hector's body onto the chariot. Briseis knew it was time as she walked back to the camp. Her uncle called out to her and she graciously ran into his arms. She looked over at Achilles, as his eyes had already answered her.

"You are free. Go" he said

She walked over to him. She remembered this. She remembered all of it. His hand reaching for hers, placing the sea shell necklace in her hands. His hands covering hers, and how she placed her hand over his. Their exchange lasted longer than it was suppose to. She didn't care.

"Go" he said to her

"No, don't make me" she whispered back

"Go, you are free"

Brisies felt his hand release her, and she slowly turned and went to her uncle. She stopped and turned and ran back to him. One final embrace, his arms held her and she kissed him, she didn't care that her uncle was watching. She whispered in his ear. He smiled for a moment and let her go. She climbed back onto the chariot and looked back at Achilles as he disappeared into the distance.

King Priam drove the chariot back not saying a word, merely placing his arm around her. She leaned into his embrace and closed her eyes. Achilles walked away after she had disappeared.

In Troy, the city mourned the death of their Prince. For 12 days they mourned his loss. They were overjoyed that Briseis was not dead and had returned unharmed. She finally mourned her cousin in Troy. She sat in her room crying for her cousin who had died in this war. She cried for all the men that had died needlessly in this war because of her actions. And finally she cried herself to sleep.

The twelve days passed slowly. And in that time, rumors and speculations began to fly around the palace of what Briseis had done while in the Greek camp. Gossips had said she had given herself to Achilles of her own will, and that she was carrying his child. She had abandoned Apollo and her virgin robes for a Greek that had killed thousands of her country men. Priam had heard enough and defended his niece. Andromache finally went to Brisies and asked her.

"Briseis, you know I wouldn't normally listen to the gossips, but what they are saying is so fierce. Why do you not say anything?" Andromache asked

"There is nothing to say. They are merely gossips"

"Why do you not wear the virgin robes anymore?"

"Because the gossips are right. I am a traitor to Troy"

"Stop this nonsense" Andromache reached out to her and turned her to face her, "None of what they are saying is true"

"I abandoned the gods, I cannot wear the robes anymore. I am no longer pure"

"But you fought him did you not?"

"I tried to, but somewhere I gave up, I gave up everything"

"Briseis do not say such things"

"I have forsaken everything for him. Everything."

"What are you saying?"

"I am a traitor to Troy Andromache, I am everything they say I am. I was not his captive. I was his lover. And I carry his child within me" Brisies sobbed out

Andromache was unable to say anything. She tried to compose herself as best she could but drew back.

"You love your cousin's murderer!" she said before she fled the room

Brsieis cried out for Achilles again. She covered her face as she knew he would come for her. He would never abandon her. She realized her words destroyed Andromache, who had lost Hector. She knew that there would be no forgiveness.

"Achilles where are you?" she whispered

Will Achilles find her? Will he reach her in time? Keep reading and leave me a little R&R!