A/N: this is just a short songfic. Please R&R! Thanks

Achilles watched the small chariot with King Priam disappear into the night with her. He watched her gaze back at him, wondering why he had released her. Her eyes both tinged with pain and sadness and regret looked back at his questioning him. Why? He couldn't answer her. His eyes longed to say the words she had ached to hear, her eyes pleaded with him, and as she disappeared into the night there would be no answers. There would be no solace or peace for him anymore. There would only be the constant remind that he was a killer, that he was born to end lives.

Achilles walked along the beach trying to forget everything he had felt. He would push her out of his mind. But he couldn't. With Patroculus gone he had no one else left here. His mother was already mourning him, as she was determined to believe that he had already died in a glorious battle.

He had given Priam 12 days to mourn and grieve for his son. He had given her back to him as well. And so things would never be the same again. As the days went on Achilles grew tired and angry of war. He couldn't decide on what he wanted anymore. He just knew that he wanted her.

It's been a while since I could hold my head up high
And it's been a while since I first saw you

She was clouding his thoughts. His nights were cold and empty without her. He would look out at the stars from his tent, and remember the little conversations they had. Why was he acting like this? He had never been this infatuated with a woman before, let alone a priestess.

And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered
I've stretched myself beyond my means

Unable to sleep, he became agitated in the day, he would often walk alone; spend hours tending to his armor and sharpening his sword. His days seemed empty and meaningless. He tried to fill them with menial tasks which all related to the war that Agamemnon created.

Achilles' thoughts would return him back to her, where he held her in his arms and felt loved for the first time. He would have dreams of her loving him in a way no other woman had.

And it's been a while since I can say I love myself as well
And it's been a while since I've gone and fucked things up just like I always do
And it's been a while but all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you

He looked back at the bed they shared, how she would move closer to him for warmth. How simple things were when they were together. How he forgot about everything, and everyone, and had just one clear singular thought, her. He would lie in bed and reach over into air, forgetting she had gone. He could smell the faint scent of her in the pillows.

And it's been a while since I said I'm sorry
And it's been a while since I've seen the way the candles light your face
And it's been a while but I can still remember just the way you taste

This was too much for him. He regretted letting her go, but he knew she could never forgive him for killing Hector. He knew that she would grow to hate him, and to him that was worse than letting her go. The separation was his eternal damnation. He couldn't live without her, and he realized it. He loved her. And that scared him more than any soldier or opponent he would have fought on the fields. She would conquer him and she would win, using no weapon, but her own heart.

Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away
Just one more peaceful day…

On the 11th day Achilles had seen Odyssey construct a strange wooden horse. He had heard of the plans to invade Troy this way. He decided that he had to send his men home and leave this madness behind. He would go to Troy and find her; he would find her and never let her go. He would beg for her forgiveness and he would find his peace with her like he did before. He would have her again.

The name of the song is It's Been A While by Staind. I would like to continue this...should I?