Okay, I'm back with a brand new episode for my season 3. For those of you who care, this should have come before 'Powerful Love' but for some unknown reason I did it the other way around so...tough! Anyway, I just completed it and decided I'd post it on here. Hope you like it, and feel free to let me know! Also, if anyone would like to contribute to my season 3 then please feel free and I will put it on my website. Nessiexxx

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"Fasten down the hatchets; take down the main sail, quickly men" yelled Sinbad over the deafening storm. The Nomad was tossing like a toy boat as the humungous waves beat down upon them. Sinbad and Doubar were doing their best to control the tiller, the storm had come on so quickly and unexpectedly that Sinbad assumed it could only be magical. Thinking of magic lead his thoughts to Maeve, currently she was still below deck, and he was going to do everything in his power to keep her there.

"Little Brother, we can't keep this up for long" yelled Doubar, breaking Sinbad out of his thoughts.

"We have to Doubar. We have no other choice" replied Sinbad firmly.

"What about Maeve, Sinbad. Surely she can perform a spell now that she's a fully fledged sorceress" yelled Doubar calmly.

"NO" yelled Sinbad firmly. "I'm not getting her involved"

"Not getting who involved?" came a voice over the wind.

"Maeve" Sinbad called as he saw her appear from behind him. "What are you doing here?"

"Um, sailing last time I checked" she replied.

"Then I'm ordering you to go back down below deck" he bellowed.

"I'LL DO NO SUCH THING!" she retorted as she turned to tighten some ropes.

"Rongar" Sinbad yelled. "Take the tiller"

Rongar stumbled over and took the tiller from Sinbad, allowing him to make his way over to Maeve.

"Maeve, what are you doing? I ordered you to go below deck" he told her.

"And I warned you that I'm staying right here" she replied forcefully.

"To hell you are" he yelled. "You're going to go below deck right now, or so help me I'll…"

"You'll what?" enticed Maeve. "Throw me overboard?"

"This is a game to you, isn't it? You find this fun? I don't care if you never talk to me again, but you WILL go down below deck. Even if it means I have to drag you there myself" His face was stern and determined.

"I'd like to see you try" she yelled at him. Standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.

"Maeve" he replied as softly as he could whilst being heard. "Please, just, go down below deck. Please, I'm begging you" he pleaded, silent tears entering his eyes. Maeve looked at him strangely.

"Why does it matter so much? Why do you want me to go below deck?" she asked. She needed to hear it for herself, although she already knew.

"Because I can't lose you again" he sighed, Maeve just looked at him.

"That's all very well, sailor" she retorted. "But it's not very fair on me"

"I know, it's just…can we talk about this later. There's something else I wanted to tell you, below deck." She raised her eyebrows, but nodded her consent all the same. This wasn't the time or place to question him.

They walked into her cabin in silence, leaving the raging sea as just an extremely load echo outside. She sat on her bed and waited for him to start.

"It's about the storm" he started cautiously. "I just have this feeling that its magic related"

"Aye, it is" she agreed.

"Well, can't you do anything to stop it?" he asked, slightly surprised.

"That's actually what I came up to do" she smiled sweetly.

"Oh, can't you do it from in here?" he asked hopefully.

"No" she confirmed.

"It was worth a shot" he shrugged. "But I'm not letting you out of my sight"

"Fine" she snapped, as she turned and fled back to the deck. Sinbad followed her, he knew he was being unfair, but he'd promised himself to never lose her again. And he meant to keep that promise no matter what.

Maeve stood in the centre of the deck; hands held towards the sky and started chanting.

Suddenly the winds silenced and the waves calmed. Everything turned peaceful as Maeve finished her spell. Sinbad raced over to her as she collapsed against him.

"Have I ever told you that I love it when you do magic?" he smiled.

"Only every time I do it" she grinned. "Whoever created that spell was powerful though" she added breathlessly.

"Little Brother" called Doubar as he walked over to the couple.

"What's the damage?" groaned Sinbad.

"It's not good, Sinbad" replied Doubar. "We're going to have to stop and make repairs soon, or else"

"Ok" agreed Doubar. "Tell Firouz to find the closet island and to give Rongar the coordinates."

"Aye aye Captain"