A/N: Okay first of all... I am soooooo sorry for taking forever to update but I'm also writing stories in another fandom called Bones which is taking a whole lot of my time. I feel guilty for neglecting this story and to make it up, I'll be posting a new story right away. Hope you like this final chapter and once again sorry for the long months of silence.

"I wonder what's going on up there." Firouz told the others. "Do you think they're okay?"

He was worried. They hadn't heard a thing since the guards had woken up and had barged in the dungeons, demanding to know where the group of women and the old man had gone. Nobody had been able to provide an answer and the guards had ran out of the room, growling in frustration.

Firouz turned to Doubar who was chained beside him. The big man smiled at him. He was about to open his mouth to talk when Dermott came flying in and perched himself at the window. He squwaked urgently at the men. Doubar frowned.

"Dermott, what's wrong? Where's Maeve?"

Dermott tilted his head, surprised. Doubar had rarely ever spoken to him. Suddenly, he felt it. This weird feeling spreading from the tip of his wings and exploding in his chest. Screeching loudly, he opened his wings and took off. He hadn't been flying for more than five seconds when he dropped suddenly to the ground.

"Dermott!" Firouz cried.

Then, it happened. Something unexpected to the crew. Under the eyes of the amazed crew, his bird body slowly changed form to take the one of a human. It lasted only ten seconds but, once the transformation had been complete, Dermott laid on the ground, incapable of moving.

"Am I human?"

His voice was raucous from inactivity.

He tried to turn his head towards the crew. It worked.

"Am I human?" He asked again.

"Dermott?" Firouz asked in reply.

But Dermott didn't answer. He tried moving his fingers and found that he could. He tried his legs. They moved as well. Laughing happily, he bolted to his feet only to fall back down to the ground immediately after. He laughed loudly.

"She did it!" He cried, looking up at the crew. "She did it."

He watched in happiness as the chains holding the crew captive disappeared into thin air. The three men groaned as they rubbed their aching wrists. Dermott tried standing up again. He reached out for the wall beside him and, slowly, got to his feet. His legs felt weak but that was to be expected.

He turned to the crew, who were all looking at him in shock. He chuckled.

Dermott was about to say something when the door to the dungeon flung open. All heads turned into that direction.

A very weak Sinbad walked in, supported by Maeve and Dim-Dim on each side.

"Doubar!"

"Little brother!"

"Maeve!"

"Dermott!"

The sorceress ran to her brother and threw herself in his arms. Locked in an embrace, they didn't notice the others staring strangely at them.

"Let me look at you." Dermott told his sister as they pulled away. "It's been so long time since I've been able to do that."

"Dermott, you had ten years to look at me."

"Not as a human." Dermott replied.

Then, smiling tenderly at his older sister, he added:

"You look so pretty."

Maeve thanked him, her eyes filling with water.

Dermott turned to Sinbad and beckoned him over. Sinbad took a few steps forward. Dermott chuckled.

"There's no need to be suspicious of me. I just wanted to thank you for having taken care of my sister during all this time. I'm happy that Maeve had such wonderful people in her life."

"Your sister?" Firouz asked, shocked.

"Yeah. Dermott is my brother." Maeve replied as she wrapped her arms around her brother's waist.

Dermott pulled her to him.

"So Rumina..." Doubar said.

"Dead." Maeve said, proudly. "I needed to kill her to bring Dermott to his original form and once he get out of this place and are back on the ship, I shall tell you the entire story."

"Good idea." Sinbad replied.

Sinbad walked up on the deck to find Maeve and Dermott in an intense conversation. He hated himself for breaking their reunion but he needed to speak with his wife.

"Meave? Could I talk to you, please?" He asked, shyly as he came to a stop in front of the siblings.

Maeve giggled happily.

"Of course you can, Sinbad." Dermott replied. "I have to go talk to Bryn."

Dermott smiled at his sister before getting up and walking away. Sinbad took Dermott's now vacated seat beside his wife and kissed her tenderly on the lips. Maeve sighed into the kiss.

"That was really nice work you did today, Maeve." He said after they broke the kiss.

Wrapping his arm around her shoulders, he pulled her to him. She sighed happily as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Sinbad, I am so happy. Everything is finally back to normal."

Sinbad nodded.

"Yes, they are."

He fell silent for a few seconds, unable to voice his thoughts. The words spoken by Dim-Dim in the midst of the fight still echoes in his head. He had told her to stop for the life inside of her. He hadn't had the opportunity to talk to her after the fight and he now felt like it was the time.

He cleared his throat before speaking again.

"Maeve, Dim-Dim said something today. Something about you having a child. What's this all about?"

Maeve smiled and looked up at him.

"I didn't want to say anything before Rumina was defeated. I didn't want you to hurt even more if I died."

She paused for a split second. Sinbad felt his heart racing madly in his chest.

"Sinbad, you're going to be a father."

"Really?" He asked, surprised.

Maeve rolled her eyes.

"Yes, really. I can't believe you didn't notice before today. I mean, isn't it obvious? I gained weight, my face is rounder and I even walk differently. Even Dermott as a hawk noticed."

Sinbad immediately defended himself.

"Well I don't notice tihs kind of things." He replied.

He smiled down at her.

"I love you." He told her, unable to contain what he felt about her inside.

Maeve closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"I love you too."

They leaned in for a kiss which lasted several minutes.

The sun had set a long time ago when the crew all gathered up on the deck. Standing at the front of the ship, they all looked at the horizon. Stars twinkled over their heads, shining dutifully as always. Wind lightly blew around them. Maeve shivered under her cloak and Sinbad wrapped his arms around her, warming her. She sighed as she leaned back in his embrace.

They stood silently. There was no need to speak. They were all together: Maeve, Sinbad and their child, Firouz, Doubar, Rongar, Dermott and Bryn who still seemed to share a special bond, Dim-Dim, and Rowan and Malika, the two special children Sinbad had taken upon himself to raise now that their parents were dead. A big family on a small ship. The waves gently rocked the ship and crashed against his side. Sinbad took a deep breath, the salty air tickling his nose.

"Where to Captain?" He heard a man cry behind him.

Sinbad smiled, serenely.

"Wherever the wind takes us."