I'M BACK! Did you miss me?

I had A LOT of fun but I missed you people so much!

I was supposed to post this yesterday (Sunday) but my little sister had to do homework so
she kicked me off. So I'm posting now.

Disclaimer: Who hear thinks I own it? No one? That's what I thought because it's the sad truth I don't own it.

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The few survivors were already at the end of the tunnel. Paris led the small group out of a large door at the end. They found themselves around a half-mile away from the river. As they slowly staggered along Bresies looked back.

The city was about five miles away. The flames seemed to stretch miles into the sky and Bresies could almost hear the cries of pain coming from it. Tears filled her eyes as images of the suffering people filled through her mind. Both Greeks and Trojans were dying all because of one man.

Helen walked up behind her and put her hand on Bresies' shoulder.

"Are you alright?"

"No," Bresies said. "I don't think I'll ever be all right."

"Paris told me about Achilles. I'm so sorry."

"This is all the fault of one man. One person brought all of this sorrow to us."

Helen looked grim, "Please don't blame Paris. He feels guilty enough as it is."

"I wasn't blaming Paris. It's Agamemnon. His greed did this to us. He is the reason for all of this. He's the reason that I found true love and then it was just taken away from me. It's his fault that Troy is burning to the ground, it's his fault that we must leave our home behind and start a new life, it's his fault that so many men died, and it's his fault that Hector and Uncle Priam are dead."

At the mention of Hector and her uncle Bresies could no longer keep the tears from falling. Helen's eyes also welled up as she gave Bresies a warm hug. After a few minutes they pulled apart but the tears were still flowing from their eyes.

The group had finally reached the river. There were two large rafts and four hours resting on the shore. It seemed as if the god's (or at least Hector) had placed them there.

"How many able men do we have?" Paris asked.

"Around 7 my lord."

"Is that including me?"

"No my lord. Including you there's eight."

"Eight men that can do some hard work." Paris sighed. "All right all able bodied men grab an oar. Everyone else find a place to sit on one of the rafts."

After all the men had grabbed oars and all of the women, children, and some men incapable of doing anything physically challenging had found a space on one of the crowded rafts they set sail.

After about fifteen minutes Bresies started vomiting over the side of the raft as Helen helped her stay on and held her hair back.

"Thank you," Bresies whispered.

"You're welcome. Are you feeling okay?" Helen whispered back.

"I know the healer said that it could be a stomach flu, but I think that I'm pregnant."

Helen gave a slight understanding nod, "That makes both of us I guess."

Bresies gave Helen a hug but had to pull away again as more of the contents of her stomach left her body.

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"Okay so I'm going to have a kid. But I'm already dead so the baby is going to grow up without a father."

"Achilles my kid is going to go through the same thing. The only difference is he's already six months old, so he actually met me."

"And I'm the only one here who will actually raise their kid."

"Lucky you," Hector and Achilles said at the same time.

"Wait a second is the pool changing?"

"I HATE it when it does this."

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The battle was over and Achilles' body was being picked up by many of Odysseus' men.

"He shall be the first to be burned on the pyres. Let us do it now. Achilles deserves the honor of not having to wait."

The men nodded.

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"Great now we have to watch a burning ceremony. PLEASE tell me we don't have to watch the funeral games. I got enough of those when Hector died."

"Thanks Darrius. You know every day you keep getting more sour."

"I do not. I just think that the funeral games are pointless. That's all."

"Alright let's get things straight. Who in Zeus' name are you?" Achilles said to Darrius.

"O my name is Darrius. I was the first king of Troy, I'm also Hectors great-great-great-great-great-grandfather."

"Nice to meet you. While you two were arguing the Trojans reached the shore."

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The men and some women were pulling the rafts up to shore, while the rest of the women were exploring there new home.

This part of the river was surrounded completely by forest. It had large enough trees to sleep under that if it rained the branched and leaves would protect them. It was probably populated by many deer and rabbit.

"Paris can I borrow a throwing dagger?" Andromache asked.

"Yes." Paris handed it too her. "But why?"

Andromache threw the dagger straight into the heart of a large rabbit that was hiding under a bush.

"That's why. That should feed about five people."

All of the men were staring at Andromache with wide eyes. Finally Paris spoke up, "Who taught you that?"

"My brothers. They said that it might come in handy one day. I used to always keep one with me but ever since I married Hector I didn't feel the need too," Andromache's voice quivered as she thought of her dead husband.

"Well I must say I've never seen such a good throw. I say that Lady Andromache should be in charge of hunting."

This brought a smile to everyone's lips and some even managed a chuckle.

"All right. We need to get some shelter fixed up and we need to find some food. Alright of the eight men who were rowing I want one with me for hunting, two will stand guard by the river, three will stay here and help the woman make a shelter, and the last one will look around for any supplies we might be able to use. Ladies I would like you to either look for some berries we might be able to eat or too help the men with the shelters. Please let's not go into what it mans work and what is woman's work. This is no time for that."

Everyone nodded and started to get to work.

Paris noticed that Helen and Bresies were both exhausted and moving with incredible difficulty, and Bresies was still vomiting. However they still tried to help the men.

"Bresies, Helen can I please speak with you?"

Both of them slowly walked up to him.

"Yes Paris?"

"Helen you're pregnant you need to sit down. And Bresies I know that the healer couldn't confirm it but with the way you're vomiting and how slow you're moving I'm almost positive you're pregnant. You two both need to take it easy. I think you should both help cook. We'll be back soon with food. For now could you skin the rabbit?"

"Paris we're not weak. We can handle it," said a very annoyed Bresies.

"Normally you could but not when you've got children growing inside of you. You two will both start to show soon anyway and when you do everyone else will be saying the same thing. So please take it easy."

Both looked very upset with not being able to help. But eventually they both gave in.

"Fine. We promise to take it easy," said Helen.

"Thank you. We'll be back soon."

With that he gave Bresies a kiss on the forehead and Helen a kiss on the lips. Then he strung his bow and went off into the forest followed closely by another soldier.

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"Just like Bresies. She always believed that she was strong enough for anything and she would never let anyone say that she couldn't. If they did she would want it more," said Hector slightly amused.

"Well I'm glad she decided not to kill me that one night. At first I thought that she wouldn't have the guts but after what you told me she was perfectly capable to end my life right there," said Achilles.

Hector looked confused, "I'm not exactly sure what you're talking about. And personally I want to leave it that way."

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Andromache was helping too skin the rabbit with Bresies and Helen.

"This never would have happened if Hector had been alive. That man Achilles destroyed all of our lives. He's a heartless killer, a monster, his only talent is killing."

This was more then Bresies could take.

"Stop it Andromache," she said very upset.

"Stop what? I'm just telling the truth."

"Bresies calm down," advised Helen.

"I can't calm down Helen. Now listen Andromache Achilles is not a heartless monster. He was kind to me in that camp. He was the only one who didn't have the notion of forcing me into sex. He treated me with respect and he actually helped me when some men were hurting me. So don't call him a heartless monster. He's a good man once you get to know him."

"He killed Hector, Bresies. Remember Hector your cousin, my husband, the leader of the Trojan army, the heir to the Trojan throne."

"Yes I remember Hector. And I was so upset when Achilles killed him and I was furious with Achilles. But Andromache I still am in love with Achilles and I'm still carrying his child."

Both Helen and Andromache's eyes widened with shock and Andromache went deathly pale.

Helen spoke first, "Bresies maybe this wasn't the best time to tell her."

Andromache looked at Helen, "You knew? You knew and you didn't tell me?"

"I've only known for two days. And I couldn't just tell you. It's Bresies' news. Just like she wouldn't tell you that I was pregnant."

"YOU'RE pregnant too?"

Helen clapped her hand over her mouth.

"Oops."

"I need some time to think," said Andromache who stormed off.

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"Well that was interesting. I must say Hector your wife is well…."

"Acting as any woman would knowing one of their best friends is in love with her husband's murderer and that she's carrying his child."

"Alright point taken."

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To my reviewers (I was very surprised when in I only got one during the entire week I was gone but o well).

DreamSprite: Yay. You like it! That's awesome.

Evanescent Dawn: Yes I'm writing a sequel. And I'm writing another sequel after this! And by the way your story A Twist of Love is AMAZING!

Rohwen Edhel: Ya I was a bit confused also. I mean Paris started the war shouldn't he die? And also in the myth wasn't Helen in love with Menelaus? And didn't she go back with him at the end? I liked the movie A LOT even if it wasn't completely accurate with legend!

Queen Arwen: I thought we had decided NOT to get into the Achilles' thing again. I'm willing to overlook that you brought it up IF you review! Fair enough? I promise that Hector will go to Andromache either in this one or the sequel that will come after this.

Well that's all for now people! I'll post again soon.