Hello, this is my second Moana story, even though I had this story before He Makes Me Feel Safe I thought I might as contribute to the Moana Fanfiction Archive which is like I said in my other Moana story severely lacking in stories (there are only 67 stories in English). I know it only come out in October/November last year and hasn't gotten much of a following on FFN yet like it has on Ao3 but I hope its popularity will grow and more stories will be written for FFN and Ao3.

I hope you enjoy this little story. I know its not very long. It's the fifth Moana story I have written He Makes Me Feel Safe being the eighth Moana Story. I hope you enjoy this story.

EDIT 25/01/16: I really prof read my work before I post it. I have edited chapter 2 and 3 so they flow a bit better and fit more with where I want to go with this story.

Date: 12/01/17

Time: 6:36 am - 7:23 am

"I'll leave soon. I need to rest a bit before I go home," Moana said when she saw Maui's questioning look soon followed by an understanding, seemly knowing what she wasn't saying. She didn't want to go home because going home meant she would no longer be free anymore.

"Going back means I'll have to deal with my father. We were forbidden from leaving the reef because it was dangerous, well it is if you don't know what your doing, my father did everything he possibly could to stop me going into ocean," Moana explained knowing Maui would want to hear the story.

"It took me two weeks to even be able to control the boat properly. Nearly capsized a dozen or more times. A storm hit, capsized the boat and I nearly drowned, not knowing how to swim in the open ocean. Got washed up on your island. In trying to protect me my father nearly killed me," Moana muttered as she looked at her boat, had she turned she would have seen the angered look on Maui's face.

Maui had known Moana was special but it was completely different to hear she really had no idea how to control a boat and had nearly drowned before she washed up on his island. It was a humbling thought. He had thought she was stupid for not knowing how to sail but now he knew why. It was worrying that she didn't know how to swim in the ocean.

Had her father really though he could keep her on the island forever. Maui got the feeling Moana had suggested going past the reef but her father thought it was dangerous, something had definitely happened to him, making him scared of going past the reef.

"I only got so far because I just knew what to do even though I had never learnt. My father didn't realise the island is drying. He wouldn't t listen. Being on land without anyway of getting to the ocean making me feel trapped," Moana continued not really caring if Maui was still listening. She had to talk to someone. She had no idea why she was telling him this.

"How long?" Maui asked, almost afraid of the answer. It hadn't taken Moana long to master the basic skills, he spent the rest of the time teaching her the finer points other things he knew she would need, things he had learnt from experience. Moana was a natural when it come to Wayfinding, it was actually a little scary but gave him hope that Wayfinding had a chance. She seemed to be the only on other then her Grandmother who felt the call, her Grandmother's was likely far weaker then Moana's own calling.

"My whole life. In the last fifteen years I've only been in the Ocean maybe eight or nine times, my father always stopped me. I just wanted to see what was past the reef. Even though Montinui is my home, it at times felt more like of a prison then a home," Moana said turning to face Maui who had gone a little pale like he was remembering something.

Maui knew what it felt like to be trapped and helpless. His hook was more then just the thing that made him who he was, it was apart of him. Without it he felt hollow. He could hear the longing in Moana voice as the ocean swirled around her feet like it was trying to comfort her and reassure her everything was find. It would explain why she had wanted to learn about Wayfinding.

Even though fifteen years was nothing compared to 1000, Moana had it worse. What she wanted was so close yet something she could never have. He spent the next month teaching Moana how to swim and many other things. Giving her the independence and knowledge she so badly needed, he hadn't noticed when her appearance started to change. She looked like she was twenty-five not seventeen.

By the time Moana was ready to leave Maui had taught her almost everything she would need to know. Now she had the knowledge she could adapt it to her needs, as she was going to leave Maui noticed something on her shoulder and was shocked when he saw it was a tattoo of her ore, boat, his hook and the heart of Te Fiti, it was a strange tattoo but it fit the seventeen-year-old mortal well.

He was about to mention it to her but something stopped her. Maui had a feeling Te Fiti had given Moana more then just her boat back, but why would Te Fiti do that? Maui tried to visit Moana every three to five years to make sure she was doing okay. It was on one of these trips did he realise he had been away for longer then he had intended. He hadn't been to Montinui in nearly 35 years.

The last time he had been there Moana had been almost forty-years-old. Which meant Moana was seventy-five but didn't look any older then she had after they had restored Te Fiti, Maui realised with a start Te Fiti hadn't just given Moana her boat back but had made her a demi-goddess allowing her to live forever and retain the freedom she had so desperately wanted.

Perhaps Te Fiti had been watching and listening to everything Moana had said that day on her shores and watched the in following month. He was grateful the Goddess had granted Moana's wish. He wouldn't have to deal with her death and Moana would get to explore the sea.

Thankyou for reading. I hope you enjoyed this story. Leave a review and tell me what you think. Everything after the second page brake I added today. I thought it needed a little something more. In my stories Moana is seventeen not sixteen like she is in the movie. When Te Fiti gave Moana back her boat she made her Queen of the Ocean not that Moana would realise that for a long while to come.