A/N: Okay this chapter is a flashback. I don't want to type it all in italics so instead I will just tell you that it is a flashback. Well thanks for all the reviews so far! Hope you enjoy!

A/N 2: Warning! This chapter contains Sex and Rape! The rating is therefore R for this chapter any ways.


Maeve breathed a sigh of relief as she and Dermott reached the port of Galway. She was afraid that Aidan would catch up with them. If he had she might have stayed.

The port was busy with people everywhere. Maeve had only visited the port once when she was little. She was apprehensive to leave but she had to. It was her fault that Dermott was.... She still could hardly believe it. She shook the thoughts away as she turned her attention to Dermott.

"Dermott, I'm going to look for someone who will let us journey with them. You can watch from the skies for any signs of Aidan. I'll whistle when were ready to leave," Maeve nuzzled him with her chin before letting him take flight.

She took a deep breath as she set off to find them a ship. She had no money so she was afraid this was going to take a while.

As she had suspected, Maeve had the worst time finding someone who was willing to help. The first man wasn't leaving until the end of the week. The next, was traveling to northern Ireland which wasn't far away enough. The next wouldn't help her without any money. It was getting later by the moment and Maeve still hadn't found anyone yet. She sluggishly pulled herself to the next ship to find the captain.

"Hello, I'm looking for the captain of this ship," Maeve tried to sound as cheerful as possible as she questioned the burly man. He grunted in the direction of a tall handsome man. He was a bit older than Maeve. His hair shined gold in the sun. Maeve pulled her hair back as she approached the man. She cleared her throat to get his attention.

The captain turned around. He eyed her up and down as he smiled coyly, "May I help you milady?"

"Yes, I was hoping I could inquire you as to where your heading, good sir?" She smiled back.

"To Greece. We leave this evening. Any reason?" He waited knowing what her response would be.

Maeve searched her memory for anything about Greece. Would sorcerers reside in Greece? She had to take the chance, "Well you see my hawk and myself were looking for safe passage to Greece."

"I see. Well I suppose I could make room... there is talk of payment of course..."

"I don't have any money. But I could work off my debt. I'm sure I would make a fine scullery maid. Please, sir?" Maeve pleaded with her eyes.

He took her hand in his, "I wouldn't dare work these pretty hands of yours. I suppose we could work out some kind of deal," He took a step closer and took a lock of her hair in his hands, "Let's see, I would promise you and your bird safe passage to Greece if you would give yourself to me..." He winked.

Maeve took a step back. She gasped at the thought. She wanted desperately to run back to Aidan but she remained firmly planted. She had never....She blushed at the thought. One time she heard Aidan and Dermott talking about girls and you know...But Maeve never really had learned much other than the basics.

The captain sensed her uneasiness, "With all due respect ma'am, you are not going to find a better deal considering your current state. It is getting late, I doubt you will have much luck finding someone else."

She knew this was true. Maeve took a deep breath before she spoke, "Only once, for safe passage to Greece, do I have your word?"

He nodded as she smirked, "Sailor's code of honor. Good, we will be leaving at dusk. You will have access to board and provisions along your stay aboard the Siren. Be in my cabin tonight." He walked away then turned around, "By the way I'm Eric, you are?"

"Riannon," Maeve just called out the first name that came to her. No doubt she didn't want this man to know her by her real name.

Maeve walked off to look for Dermott. She couldn't believe that she promised her pure self to a nobody sailor she barely knew. The thought of is made her want to heave. She could walk off and pretend she never saw the man. She could keep looking. But why was she kidding herself. The sun was almost to dusk as it was. She knew Aidan would come looking. Maeve needed to get as far a possible.


Maeve had returned at dusk with Dermott. A cabin boy showed her to her room. Once Maeve and Dermott were settled she waited until Dermott was asleep before she snuck out to repay her debts.

She quietly knocked on the door to Eric's room. Her heart pounding in her chest. When she heard him speak she stepped in quietly her hands trembling. The room was fairly dark which she was glad for.

"Come sit down," He sat in the dark on a chair as he motioned for her to sit on the bed. She sat. Her head hung low so as not to see him at all. Her body still shaking as she sat down. He stood up and walked around behind her. He sat behind her. He hungrily eyed her before put his hands up to her straps of her dress. She rasped for air. She bit her lip. Eric sensing her nervousness whispered in her ear, "Don't worry. I won't hurt you."

She closed her eyes as she felt her dress fall down to her waist. He pulled her down on to the bed and situated himself above her. He kissed her. She didn't return the kiss as a small tear escaped her eye. Everything from that point on became a blurred dream for Maeve. Her dress was removed. All she could feel was the cold that nipped at her body. Then she felt pain and heat rip through her. She bit her lip hard as he found his way inside her. Blood trickled down her chin. She muffled a cry as the pain urged on. Then he was up and dressed. He made some comment about fresh air and left. Maeve let the tears flow rapidly as she sobbed into the pillow. She got dressed and found the door. She slipped into her room unnoticed. She tried to fall asleep but all the images her mind kept playing kept her awake.


The rest of the voyage was a blur for Maeve. She tried to tell herself that what she did was for her brother. But she couldn't get past the fact that she had sold herself. She felt like a prostitute. She felt dirty. She felt unpure. She avoided Eric as much as possible and spent much time below decks in her cabin. When Dermott questioned her, she just replied that she didn't feel that well.

They would docking tomorrow the cabin boy informed Maeve. For the first time in weeks she smiled. She could hardly wait. She just wanted to leave this boat and never look back. That night the moon shined brightly as Maeve stared out at the sea. She could see the land hovering in the distance. She wondered about what she would do once they reached land. She hadn't really thought about it before. Her and Dermott still had no money or any gold. As she thought a hand came up from behind her and cupped itself over her mouth. Before she time to yelp he already had her wrapped tightly in his arms as she carried her down to his quarters. Maeve's eyes widened as she tried to make a sound.

A crewman watched idly by as the captain strutted past carrying a frightened Maeve to his room. She frantically tried to struggle free but she was no match for his brute strength. He quickly closed the door as he tossed her onto the bed and got up on top of her. She went to scream but before she knew it he had a dagger at her throat. He warned her as she pulled her dress up. He managed to pull his down as he lustfully eyed her. Then he entered her this time not with her permission. She could the feel the searing pain all over again. He thrust with all his might. Her body felt as though it would buckle from his forcefulness. He still kept his one arm up to her neck with the dagger. The dagger would rock as he moved causing it to nick her soft flesh. She closed her eyes as she sadly gave up. He finished and left the room as quickly as he had entered it. As he left she called to him, "You gave me your word, one time." He stopped for a beat then shut the door. He left her there a sobbing mess. She pulled down her dress as she glanced the small smears of blood left on her thighs.

Maeve tried not to sob as she tried to stand. She limped over to his huge chest looking for a water flask. She found a small dagger that she decided to keep just in case. When she dug further she found a skin pouch full of gold coins she kept that too as payment for her "services". When Maeve was satisfied she limped down the hall to her room where she found another restless sleep.


Before the sun even peeked itself into the sky Maeve woke up and collected her things. She would leave as soon as they docked hoping to escape before she saw Eric.....