TITLE: Shadows of the Past

AUTHOR: Aset

CATEGORY: ADVENTURE/MAGIC/ROMANCE

RATING: PG 13

PAIRINGS: S/B, S/M

AUTHOR'S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: the personages from AoS aren't mine. Except for Borr of course :o)

SUMMARY: It's a story about Maeve's return, about Bryn and her past (and future) and choices

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Again sorry for mistakes in the text; English is not my native language, and I haven't got a betareader yet (e-mail's on top if you feel the urge to write me…IYKWIM!)

As for the rest, thanks to all my friends, especially Marlies, Natalie and An for reading, helping me out and listen to my complains and whining over and over again! Thanks guys, you're the best!!!

**************************************************************************** *******- a few weeks later -*

'I love you too' he whispered as he brushed a kiss on her cheek. She smiled. 'You know I always have, and always will' he added.

They had settled down on the deck. It was evening, the sun was already setting in the sky and the girl had laid herself down against his chest, comfortably snuggled up in his lap.

'How's she doing?' she asked as she brushed away a lock from his face.

'I think she's fine…I hope she is. She won't talk to me'

'I know…Bryn is a big girl, sweetheart. She'll be just fine.'

'Doubar told me she wants to leave the crew'

'Maybe that's for the best' Maeve said as she took possession of his lips, not intending of letting him speak. He couldn't fight it. He loved her.

***

She was in her cabin, as always. It was like she hadn't left it these past few weeks. She was looking out of the little window, seeing the calm sea, and a beautiful blue, and cloudless sky. She walked up to the bed to lay down a bit and rest. She didn't understand it; she didn't understand anything anymore lately.

First of all, there was Sinbad, the captain, the one she loves, or loved. He had been there that night. It had been real. He loved her, he had told her that a million times that night. And they had made love, it had been real. But then there was the morning; he had practically stormed out of the cabin and had chosen Maeve.

Maeve, the Celtic sorceress, Maeve, his everlasting love. She'd never been able to compare to her.

Loving him had been a mistake; making love to him had been another. But she still loved him, no matter how hard he hurt her. She had to leave, leave him, leave them, leave her memories, and start her life anew.

Then there was her. She was a total wreck. Emotionally as well as physically. She was ill, seasick. She'd never been seasick in her life! She went to lay down again, hoping it would pass and hoping he didn't come to see her. It would only make things worse.

They would arrive at Herda tomorrow. She decided to leave there. A new life was awaiting her.

**

A/N: okay, it's rather short, I know, but I'll make it up to you!!! And I know it's kinda sad and pessimistic, but that's gonna be just fine too!!

Oh, and yes; I'd love some feedback and/or reviews!!!

Thanks for those who did write me something; that really cheers me up, and is also kind of a boost of go on ;o)

Greetz,

Aset