A/n: yeesssh I have returned with another chapter! I felt compelled to write this one because I read an awesome story about Patroclus dying and I thought wellll I better write some now when I have time. So here it is. Alena/Melena's kinda chapter D

enjoy. Xxxxx

disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Troy. Except you know Garret Hedlund's kinda got to do with Troy and I'd quite happily own him )

The Beautiful Secret of Troy

For the second time in a short space of time Alena was opening her eyes, fearful of what she would find. And for the second time, Patroclus. He was smiling at her again. This time she smiled a little back. She went to stretch and realised that she could. She could move her legs and her arms were more free. She smiled a bit more.

"good morning Melena," Patroclus said getting up from his bed and placing parchment and a quill on a small table.

"good morning Patroclus," she watched him bring food to her.

She laughed as he began to put fruit into her mouth. He grinned as she gently chewed the food. She felt drawn to him, his smile was wonderful, sort of like a grin. Swallowing the food she pushed the thought from her head.

"Briseis, Is she alright?"

His smile faltered slightly and he sat down cross legged in front of her.

"I will be completely honest with you. Achilles has returned but she has not. I do know she is safe. Agamemnon has her. He likes her and she will be safe. In time he will grow tired of her and let her leave. I will untie you now if you swear on her life that you will not run away. The soldiers have heard of you and hold resentment for you. They are also starved of sexual relations and won't hesitate to rape you. Do you swear?"

"I swear I won't run away, Patroclus you have my word," she said resolutely.

Patroclus nodded and went behind her. Seconds later, she was rubbing her wrists and thanking Patroclus.

"can you take me to Achilles?"

"Later. He's not in the mood for guests at the moment."

"well, will you take me to bathe?"

Patroclus' eyes widened at the question and he blushed. Turning away, he started pretending he was doing something on the table. Alena did not notice his reddened cheeks but thought he was considering the risk.

"It's just that the wine on my toga, which I can't remember getting there, it's made my skin sticky. You of course would be there the entire time to ensure I don't get, well, raped."

Patroclus couldn't have her speaking like that much longer. The thought of her skin, of him being there the entire time. Taking a deep breath, he turned to her,

"very well, do you wish for oils?"

"You have oils? Why?"

"How else do you suppose Achilles hair is so shiny?" Patroclus replied with a smile.

Alena smiled and gave a small laugh. Very soon the both of them where laughing hysterically. He retrieved the oils from a small cupboard and handed them to Alena. Their hands brushed and Alena felt excitement rise within her. Clearing her throat, she looked up at Patroclus

"shall we go then?"

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Patroclus took her to a secluded spot along the beach, far away from the Greeks. It was a small cove where Alena was ashamed to admit hadn't known existed. She tripped on a rock and Patroclus caught her before she fell. He placed her on her feet on a flat bit of ground. She realised she was going to have to jump into the water and climb out when she was finished. Smiling at Patroclus, she jumped into the water. He smiled as she broke up from beneath the water. He threw the bottle of oil down to her and she sat it on a rock. She watched him sit down on a rock on the ledge gaze at the sky. She liked how blonde his hair was and wondered if it was him who used the oil. She giggled to herself and slipped her toga off, sat it on the rock and took the oil. She poured it on her hair and swam about a bit, enjoying the waves wash over her aching muscles. She dived down and and rinsed the oil out of her hair. She swam to the surface again and seen Patroclus diving into the water. Panicking, she grabbed her toga and held it against her. He grabbed her.

"get against the wall!"

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? DON'T EVEN-"

"shut up! There are Trojan scouts up there! They'll kill both of us!"

Realising the mortal danger they were in she swam to the wall. Patroclus swam after her and as she turned to see where he was, he pushed her against the wall and pressed himself against her. Alena quickened at the closeness of him. She knew she should not feel that longing that hung within her. Then he pushed himself closer to her. Patroclus was doing it only to keep them out of view but realised Melena was so vulnerable. Had he given her less warning she would've left her toga and he would be pressing her against the wall and she would be naked. The very thought made him shudder. Feeling him shudder against her made gasp a little and turn her head. They heard the scouts above them, standing on the ledge. They murmured something then they laughed and one said,

"Let's get out of here, whoever was here is long gone. Perhaps the waves took him!"

They laughed again and left. Patroclus and Alena stayed against the wall for several minutes, then Patroclus swam away and climbed up the ledge. Alena caught her breath again. The excitement had been too much. She contemplated swimming away, but she knew she would be taken with the tide. Suddenly a hand reached down. She gave a small gasp of shock, then Patroclus shouted down to her,

"Are you going to wait there all day?"

rolling her eyes she took his strong hand and gripped. There had been far too much excitement for her today.

A/n: review my darlings, it's all I ask.

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