Sinbad sat, legs crossed, across from Maeve while he dressed her wounds. Maeve sat in silence letting him tend to her.

"Maeve?"

She slowly turned her eyes to his direction.

"Maeve, we can talk if you like, about anything at all."

"I know, Sinbad, I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you."

Sinbad brought his finger to Maeve's lips, "Shh... You cause nothing of the sort. I know this is hard for you Maeve. You lost and gained so much in such a sort amount of time. I've lost too Maeve. I worry about you."

Maeve hesitated, "How can you be so brave Sinbad? I know I've asked this before but I still wonder how you can keep on going living day to day with all the terrible things that have happened? Perhaps I can find my strength in you."

"Maeve, my strength lies in the people I love and care about. It lies in you," Sinbad took Maeve's hand and kissed it gently, "My greatest fear although lies in my strength."

"That is?" Maeve asked touched by Sinbad's words.

"The fear that I will lose you again." Maeve's eyes lighted up. She smiled, "Now Maeve I think it's time you get some rest."

Sinbad pulled Maeve up, kissed her forehead lightly and made his way towards the door.

"Sinbad, wait," Maeve called after him. He turned to face her, "Please will you stay with me tonight?"

Sinbad's heart was overjoyed, "Of course."

Sinbad helped her to bed and sat down next to the bed.

"I don't want to be alone," Maeve gestured to the bed. Sinbad gulped as he nodded. He pulled her close as he pulled the skins around them both. Sinbad was close enough to feel Maeve's heartbeat. The only time Sinbad had been so close to her was after their love making but this time Maeve was herself, sort of. Sinbad couldn't find words to describe his feelings for her but each passing day they grew. His heart was breaking just watching her suffer. He wanted to comfort her. To make the pain go away. His thoughts wandered to his lost unborn child. Never had he thought of children but the slightest hint of it with Maeve sounded too good to be true. And of course it was.

Maeve awoke not feeling Sinbad next to her. She rose up from the bed and open the door to the corridor, "Sinbad?!" She was frightened yet she didn't know why. Doubar rushed to Maeve's side as soon as he heard her cries.

"Maeve?! What's wrong?" Doubar grabbed hold of Maeve as he motioned her back to her chambers.

"Where's Sinbad? He's not by my side?"

"He's on shore Maeve, he has some business to take care of, why? Do you need something?"

"On shore? But I thought we were out at sea? Where are we Doubar?" Maeve asked afraid of the answer.

"Maeve, get some rest now."

"No! We've turned around haven't we?! Where's Sinbad?! Doubar tell me or I will look for him myself!"

Doubar held Maeve back, "Maeve, please. Calm down. Your injuries, you must rest!"

"No, Doubar! I know who Sinbad is after! Let me go! I must stop him!" Maeve, for the first time since being back, used her magic to stop Doubar in mid-motion, "Now Doubar, either you come with me or I go alone but either way I'm going."