Disclaimer: I don't own anything. This is all Rogers and Hammerstein's work. And the screen writers and the network; No Copyright infringement intended.

A/N: Much of my inspiration comes from Maria's own writings; The story of the Trapp Family Singers, Maria, My Own Story and Yesterday, Today & Forever.

I use Wikipedia extensively to research facts from the time of the Trapp family; I try to be as accurate as possible.

The Impossible

Rolf stood there with his gun drawn, pointed directly at Georg. Georg froze at first and then started talking to him. With his hand he signaled to Maria to go to the car. Suddenly out of nowhere two soldiers appeared, with guns drawn, they did not hesitate to shoot.

Multiple shots rang out; screams from the children broke through the stillness of the night, as they saw their mother fall to the ground.

Kurt huddled on top of Gretl; he grabbed Marta with his other arm. Louisa and Brigitta fell to the ground behind them.

Liesl was the first to her mother's side; she saw the blood is pouring from her shoulder – she froze in place.. She was used to her brothers and sisters cuts and bruises; she had never seen so much blood – she felt hot, nauseous and faint.

Friedrich was swiftly behind her. A year ago he had witnessed a fight in the Market Place. One of the boys pulled a knife and stabbed the other – producing a gush of blood. A man came to his aid and put his hand on his wound; it had slowed the blood flow.

In a matter of seconds, he moved Liesl out of the way. He held his mother in his arms he put his hand against his mother's chest wound. The flow of blood appeared to slow.

Rolf, not being a seasoned soldier gasped at what had happened. "Don't shoot, they're innocent."

The captain noticed his distraction. Georg grabbed his gun. As Georg flashed the gun in the direction of the two soldiers, they dropped their guns and ran away.

Rolf stood there, unable to move. He saw what was happening.

"Liesl, Friedrich get everyone in the car." The captain shouted.

Friedrich let go of his mother and placed her gently on the ground.

Maria didn't speak, she was dazed and in shock. Neither did Georg; his mind was planning his next move. He tucked the gun into his pants, Georg carefully scooped Maria into his arms and moved deliberately to the car.

"Friedrich, keep your mother sitting up and put some pressure on her chest to try and slow the bleeding."

He sped away. He drove out of the city, twisting and turning often to keep the soldiers at bay; he was able to evade them in the hills; and then stopped to check on Maria.

The wound in her chest was still bleeding heavily. She tried to hide it, but he could see the fear in her eyes. He tried to speak but the words would not form; he couldn't look at her again; he didn't want her to see his fear.

He took off his shirt and made a pressure dressing; he tied it as tight as he could. Friedrich continued to help by putting more pressure on his mother's chest.

Georg drove as far as he could. He saw the soldiers at the end on the road. Quickly he turned off the car lights and drove it into the hillside as far as he could. He knew they would have to hide in the hills.

Maria was helpless in trying to calm the children – she was weak and in a lot of pain – she could barely walk herself.

The fear she saw on their faces and the tears that ran down their cheeks broke her heart and there was nothing she could do.

She couldn't keep up with them; she was growing weary and unsteady. The hillside was full of rocks and holes – she stumbled into one, twisting her ankle. She fell to the ground and grabbed it. It hurt so badly she cried out in pain.

Georg came to her, hoping it wasn't broken he helped her to stand; but the pain was so great she could not walk.

Georg picked her up but he couldn't carry her for very long. He had to put her down.

The sirens of the soldier's cars were getting closer; he looked back at them; Georg knew they were in danger of being found. The soldiers were searching the area, he could hear them talking.

"Georg, go on without me, save the children." Maria bravely told him.

"Maria, never! I couldn't do that."

"You must, God will watch over me. Go the soldiers are getting closer."

"I can't, Maria."

"You must, please. I will always love you. I will be okay, I just know it. Please!"

With his heart breaking, Georg realized what he had to do. Quickly, he looked around, he spotted several large boulders surrounded by brush and trees. He picked her up and carefully placed her behind the boulders.

There wasn't anytime for a loving good bye.

He kissed her; "I love you, Maria," with tears running down his cheeks, he turned to go, he heard Maria say "I love you."

Then he gathered the children. All were sobbing; but minding their father, they ran as fast as they could.

Maria said to herself, "I know God will bring us back together, I just know."

Georg and the children ran for as long as they could; they stopped only when they didn't hear any voices.

The children were silent. "Your mother is strong, she believes God will protect her and so do I. Say your prayers children, that is what your mother wants you to do." And Georg prayed.

"O Almighty and merciful God, who has commissioned your angels to guide and protect us; may you send them to watch over Maria and bring her safely home."

And the children could only think of their nightly prayer Maria had taught them long ago.

"Angel of God, my guardian dear
To whom God's love commits me here
Ever this night be at my side
To light and guard, to rule and guide. Amen"