A/N: Ok here's some more since you guys wanted more. Ask and yee shall recieve. What will happen?

Hector and Paris were at home checking on their father who was still ill. Hector's cell phone went off, and he answered it while Paris was talking to his father, Priam.

"Are you sure? Are you absolutely sure? I'll be there" Hector hung up the phone and walked over to Paris.

"Paris, I need your help with something. Father we will return shortly"

Paris left his father and walked out of the room with Hector.

"What is so urgent that you had to leave father?" Paris asked

"I didn't want to say this in front of father, I didn't want to worry him. Something has happened, to Briseis" Hector started

"What? Is she hurt?"

"No, she's missing. Someone took her from her apartment last night"

"What! And the doorman didn't see anything!"

"No, they took her apparently through the service exit. One of her neighbors saw the man that took her. We have to talk to the police"

"Why would anyone want to take her?"

"I have my suspicions"

Briseis ate and ate, she had a mess around herself. She had not eaten all day. There were wrappers scattered all over the floor. She had chocolate on her face and kept eating. She noticed that there was only wine and champagne to drink. She didn't like either. She got up and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked horrible. She was swollen from the crying. Her lip was split from when they slapped her when she would not concede. She pushed her hair back and saw that she was starting to bruise. She walked into the small closet bathroom to take a shower.

Achilles dropped anchor as it started to get dark, and he didn't want to sail in the night not knowing where he was going. The yacht didn't have any navigation system that would allow him to sail in the night. He rubbed his eyes and went downstairs. He heard the shower on, and assumed she was in there. He saw the food, half eaten and wrappers all over the floor. She acted like a teenager half the time with her behavior. Everything was just all over the place, and she had only been there a few hours or so. It was worse than dealing with his own cousin. Achilles stretched his arms out and began to take his shirt off. He paid no attention to the blood on it, as it was not his own. He fell back onto the bed, and realized it was a waterbed. He wondered about the owner of this boat. He only saw bottles of wine and champagne which she did not open. He let the motion of the water bed rock him as he rested his arms behind his head.

Briseis had finished her shower. It felt good to let the warm water bath her skin. She was able to wash the blood off and erase what had happened to her. She stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She wrapped her hair up in another towel and wiped the mirror. She looked at herself and looked away. She felt dirty. She had fought against them, but she felt forever stained. She balled her fingers into a fist and hit the mirror. She was too weak to break it. She reached for what she could find and threw it at the mirror. It shattered and the glass fell to the floor.

Achilles sat up as he heard the sound. He got up and went into the closet size bathroom. He saw her standing there in the glass looking up at him.

"Are you hurt?" he asked

"Stay away from me!" she tried to back away

Achilles was tired and reached out to her. He stepped into the glass and picked her up as she struggled. Achilles still had his shoes on as he carried her out. He heard the glass crack under his feet as he carried her out. She struggled against him, screaming and beating him with her fists. She felt helpless in his strong hold.

"Let me go! Don't touch me!" she screamed

Achilles was tired and so he dropped her where he stood. She fell to the carpet and scrambled to get away from him, clutching onto her towel.

"I'm tired and not in the mood for this girl. Do what you want, scream if you want, no one can hear you. I'm going to sleep, you can do whatever you want. I'm not going to hurt you. And I hate repeating myself"

Achilles walked into the bathroom and searched for something to brush the shattered glass aside. Briseis gathered herself up and tried herself off. She found a white t shirt and put it on. She put his jacket back on and quickly went topside.

Achilles had cleaned up the mess in the bathroom and started to take a shower. He had a long day. He could hear her topside running about. He let the warm water run down his aching body and pushed his golden locks back.

Briseis looked around the ship. There was no way for her to escape. She had never been on a ship before and knew she was trapped.

Hector and Paris were at Briseis's apartment. The police told her there was no signs of struggle or forced entry. The neighbor appeared before both of them.

"I saw him, I saw him walk into her apartment, after I told him we were dating" he said

"Briseis has been in Africa for the past year. How could you possibly dating?" Hector asked

"We had a long distance thing" he answered angrily

"Right. You haven't had a girlfriend besides the one you find on the internet" Paris added

"Did you get a good look at him?" Hector asked

"Yeah, right before he sucker punched me. Blonde, blue eyed, tall, got that sexy smoldering thing going on"

"Maybe Briseis did get a boyfriend" Paris said

"We're dating!" the neighbor yelled

"But she wouldn't leave without telling us" Hector said

And as always R&R! Thanks for all the feedback guys. I do try and appease the masses.