A/N: One last story, one last time, one last kiss for the two lovers. Well actually not really. Please read and R&R! Let's see where this one goes!

Apollo's chariot drove through the sky unaware of the events unfolding below. The gods did not care in mortal event s anymore, it had been a while since they were respected and revered. Now they were nothing more than images in a textbook. And now they had lost their powers in the affairs of mortals. It is now present day. The power of the gods no longer exist.

Briseis was carrying boxes down the streets of the city of New York. She was carrying them for her wayward cousin Paris who had gone missing again, probably chasing after some girl again. Briseis sighed as she struggled to carry all of them. People began bumping into her and she struggled more not to drop all the boxes.

"Damn you Paris" she whispered to herself

Briseis tripped and bumped into someone. The boxes fell instantly, the contents inside flew all over, and she fell abruptly. She felt strong arms catch her and hold her up.

"I'm so-" Briseis began to say as she looked up and saw his sapphire eyes.

"Are you alright?" he asked as he pulled her up

"Um, yeah, just a little embarrassed" Briseis said as she felt her cheeks flush red.

The man standing before her, still held onto her. She felt how strong and callous his hands were. But she always felt his eyes on her. She felt uncomfortable.

He looked at her delicate hands, not mean for manual labor and certainly not carrying all these boxes alone. He felt how soft and tender they were. His eyes were studying her face, her long brown hair and her alluring brown eyes, the ways her cheeks blushed as she became aware of his presence. He grinned slightly as she was reacting like a school girl.

She realized how he was still holding her longer than he should have, and she pulled away. She quickly bent down to pick up the items that had fallen out of the box. He bent down to help her, and she became aware of his eyes on her again.

"Boyfriend?" he asked

She looked up as he held up a man's shirt. She blushed again, and smiled a little.

"No, my cousin"

He smiled at how easily he had affected her. He took the shirt and placed it back into the box along with a few more male items.

"So do you have a boyfriend?"

"No…" Brisies answered shyly, "I've been too busy"

"I don't believe you"

"I don't have one, I've been in Africa for the past year. Peace corps"

"Peace corps. Sounds noble" he said in a mocking way

"I like to help people, is that so wrong?"

"No, just that no one seems to help you"

"Apparently so" Brisies started to fume a bit, as this man was mocking her. She threw the last of the items into the boxes and picked them up. She started walking away, but felt someone push against her stopping her.

"You forgot something"

Brisies looked around the boxes and saw him standing there. He smiled and placed another box ontop. Brisies's eyes narrowed, and he walked away.

"Damn you Paris!" Brisies said as she kept walking.

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