Chapter 2: Going Home

A/N: Thanks everyone for the reviews, I am really loving this little series thing!

Yeah…No. I still don't own.

xxx…Erase My Love, I Bet You Can't Erase My Touch …xxx

Cassandra stomped into the building, her eyes tearing up from hatred and pain. How could Hera do this to her? She knew Cassandra was terrified of men. Memories flitted through her head, reopening wounds that she thought had healed. Ajax leering down at her, pulling at her hair. Cassandra lifted a hand to the curly coppery tangle that was her new hair. Cassandra had been born with black hair, and it had been straight. She hated this new ringlet stuff. Giving her locks an ungrateful tug, Cassandra entered the elevator, seeing another woman with long wavy ginger hair. She was beautiful, Cassandra had to admit.

But not as beautiful as Cassandra had been out of this short body. The woman glanced at her, watching her with glowing emerald eyes.

"I'm sorry, do I know you? You look so familiar." The woman asked pleasantly. Cassandra felt her anger growing, seeing as how a common woman had just talked to her. But she pushed back the anger, knowing that this was not Troy she was in, and things were done differently here.

"No I don't think so. Sorry." Cassandra replied through her teeth. She shook her mass of hair and stepped out of the elevator, hoping the constant pounding and buzzing of her head would abate. Strangely enough, as soon as the woman disappeared from sight, the pain subsided. Cassandra growled, the woman was a witch.

Cassandra walked to the vending machines, organizing her thoughts into two separate categories. One was the thought that Cassandra should just kill Herry. The other was the thought of home. Any amount of men would be worth going home.

As Cassandra stood there, staring at the glass, she felt the hairs on her arms raise. Someone powerful was near; she could feel it in her blood, just as she had felt the woman in the elevator was a witch. Spinning around, Cassandra came face to face with a huge man.

He was over a foot above her five feet three inches, and he was all sheer muscle. He loomed above her, his brown hair rugged. Cassandra knew he was handsome, just as Ajax had been. She hated him all the more for that. He was just standing motionless staring straight into her eyes as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Cassandra felt a ripple in his power. She shuddered. He looked at her as though she was fragile. And Cassandra supposed she was in view of this monster. But strangely enough, Cassandra did not feel threatened. He did not look at her as Ajax had, as though she were just a piece of meat. This man looked at her as though she was something special and priceless. Cassandra liked it.

"Hello." She said imperiously, trying to look the man in the eyes.

But that was when the man smiled at her and said, "Calli?"

A pain that felt as though it nearly ripped her head apart struck her so hard that she fell to the ground. Tears poured down her face, and her lungs contracted so much that her breath exploded from her, her throat being scratched. The pain intensified as the man came closer, and Cassandra felt everything fading to black.

xxx…I Can Save You From The Dark…xxx

Herry couldn't breathe as he saw the one thing that could actually make his life better again. She was standing there, her eyes watching him the way Danaya had watched him. It broke his heart. But then again, maybe she didn't remember him, and all she saw was this huge buff guy approaching her with a look of adoration.

That would definitely scare the living hell out of someone. Herry sighed, planning on walking away, trying not to complicate her life further.

"Hello."

Her voice echoed on his mind, like the whispers of a soothing touch. He glanced back at her, smiling.

"Calli?" He asked, taking the chance. He prayed with everything he had in him that she remembered him. That she remembered the past.

But then, without warning she collapsed, unconscious to the floor. Rage ignited throughout Herry, and he lifted her in his arms, and took her back to his room, completely forgetting the chips he was supposed to buy for lunch.

He set her lightly on his bed, raising her head. Herry sighed as he watched the woman he had longed for. She was even more beautiful than she had been so long ago. Her hair was longer, to her waist. And it was even curlier, still a burnished copper. She was as short as always, and her hips had gotten wider. She was beautiful, like Aphrodite, but much more natural. She was such a classic beauty, like the one you would take home to meet grandma.

Her eyes opened and Herry drew back a step. There was something strange in them. They weren't Calli's eyes. They looked hard, and imperious. Untrusting and cold.

"Where am I?" She demanded, sitting up.

"In my hotel room. You fainted." Herry answered, still cautious about the strange tone and eyes.

"Do you often take unsuspecting women into your hotel room?" Calli asked him with fury in her eyes, "I am leaving now."

She got off the bed and got to the door. Herry let her go, shocked at her words. But he still let her go. She didn't need to alter her life for him.

"Calli!" He called. She peeked her head back in.

"My name is Cassandra." She said coldly.

"Cassandra. Please. I didn't want to leave you in the hall. But I only want to ask you one question."

Cassandra nodded, waiting for his question.

"Are you happy?" Herry asked quietly, his brown eyes drenched with pain. Cassandra watched him, confused. That had not been the question she had been expecting. She had been expecting him to ask her to sleep with him, or to ask her on a date. But not if she was happy.

She watched his beautiful eyes, so unlike Ajax. And he was in pain. She knew it. Cassandra felt her emotions she had thought long dead stir. Cassandra had not always been so cold. Before she was raped, Cassandra had been full of life and passion. She had been a priestess, and she took care of people, old and young. She had loved bringing people happiness.

"No, I am not happy." Cassandra answered truthfully. She hated this world of noise and pollution. She missed Troy.

Herry glanced sharply at her. And then, in that instant, he knew what happened. Calli was in that body, just deep down. And the time spell had forced Cassandra, Calli's ancestor to come out and possess the body.

"I know Hera. I can send you back." Herry told her, watching her eyes widen.

"Is that why she sent me to you?" Cassandra asked. Herry nodded. "Do it. Send me home to Troy!"

"Alright. Come here. You can stand, sit lie. It doesn't really matter. I have to touch you, just on the head." Herry thought for a second, "It may hurt."

Cassandra laughed as she lay on his bed. "I am used to pain."

"I know pretty one. I know." Herry whispered, placing his hand on her forehead. "Cassandra, return to where you came from. Go home. Go home."

Cassandra felt her headache starting and she tried to think about something else.

"Don't fight it Cassandra. It will hurt less if you don't fight it. Relax. Calli, Calli. Come here. It's Herry, Come on, fight. I know you can." Herry pleaded. Cassandra felt her head splitting in two and relaxed. The pain went away before it came back, white hot.

She let out a piercing scream of pain, and then her body disappeared. Cassandra felt herself floating aimlessly, until she came down in Troy as it had been before the war.

She was home.

xxx…You Were Meant For Me, Somehow I'll Make You See …xxx

A/N: So I am thinking about doing a Danaya and Neil lemon for the next story? Sound okay to you? Let me know when you review!