Slightly AU, the argument by the lake take a different turn. "Your eyes are like storms" My first Fan Fic, please review. This can be a one shot, or more can be added.

Storms In Your Eyes

"...The way you do all of them! Louisa I don't know about yet but someone's got to find out about her and the little ones just want to be loved! Oh please Captain love them, love them all..."

"I do not care to hear anything further from you" He interrupted with his eerily calm but fierce voice "pack your bags this instance and return to the Abbey!"

With that he turned, leaving Maria stood there gaping as he marched back into the house. By the time she regained her train of thought and chased him inside he was halfway up the stairs, she assumed heading towards his rooms to get away from everyone and everything. 'The Captain can move awfully fast when he wants to.' Maria muttered to herself as she took the stairs two at a time in an effort to catch up to him. She was not going to let him get away that easily.

Maria reached him just as he was passing her room, not thinking twice about the wet clothes now clinging to her figure.

"I AM NOT FINISHED YET"

The Captain stopped dead, causing Maria to flinch. His stance was strong and anger radiated from him like heat from a fire. Her anger vanished knowing that she had pushed too far, if only she could hold her tongue. But the battle inside her; of knowing what he needed to hear and knowing it was not her place to say it was constant and unable to be silenced.

He turned towards her, his eyes ablaze.

"OH YES YOU ARE CAPTAIN…Maria"

A smirk had just begun to form on her face at his mistake but it quickly faded as her name fell off his lips. She stood there unable to tear her eyes away from his gaze. Never, had he called her by her first name, it was always Frauline. And the way he said it, there was no anger there! And that look in his eyes, gone was the rage she has seen just moments before, gone was the pain she knew she had caused and the pain from what had been. It was almost as if… 'No he couldn't possibly, Georg is to be married to the Baroness. That is why he brought her here. When did I start thinking of him as Georg…? I'm to be a nun, I know nothing of lo…' Her mind raced with a thousand thoughts but still Georg looked at her, his gaze never faltered. It was as though time had stood still, as if the world had stopped spinning.

And then it happened, Maria barely had time to acknowledge his agility yet again.

In less than a heartbeat he had taken her arm, pulled her swiftly inside her room, shut the door and backed her against it until they were merely an inch apart. His hands either side of her, trapping her between him and the cool wood. Had she really tried, she could have moved away from him and he would have let her, but she stayed.

With her eyes closed, Maria could still sense every movement Georg made. The rise and fall of his chest as ragged breaths escaped him, the air touching her lips and her own breath hitching in response. The gentle but almost defeated lowering of his forehead to hers, his right hand stroking down her arm until his fingers brushed lightly against hers.

"Maria" It was a question, an apology, a desire all at the same time. It sent shivers down her spine and Maria knew, perhaps for the first time in her life she was completely speechless.

Almost subconsciously her fingers intertwined with his and her head lifted inviting him to take what he wanted. Georg needed no more permission as he dipped his head, seeking her lips. The kiss was soft, not at all what she expected. His lips tenderly explored hers, moving gently over them, caressing, encouraging. Maria sighed and Georg took the opportunity to take her bottom lip between his, nipping softly asking for more. Maria granted him exactly what he wanted, parting her lips ever so slightly allow his tongue to dance gracefully with hers.

Lost completely in each other, it was only the burning sensation of the need to breathe that pulled them apart. Maria looked into his eyes, searching for something, she wasn't sure what as Georg brought his other hand to stroke her cheek. They stood for while in complete silence, comfortable with just the sounds of their breathing.

"I should let you change…" Georg finally spoke, his voice laboured with not wanting to leave her. Maria's eyes flickered slightly, her mind going back to what he had said to her down by the lake. She moved away from him, walking towards her wardrobe .

"I should get my…"

"Don't leave" Maria's eyes shot back to his "Please… I want you to stay"

"But we… This… The Baroness…"

"Maria…" There it was again, she had never thought her name was anything but a name. But when Georg said it, it was beautiful. "Do you want to leave?"

"No"

"Do you want to forget…"

"No!" She answered so quickly she surprised herself "No" she whispered again. "Do you?"

He looked at her as though she was the most precious thing in the world.

"No, I don't want to ever forget how this feels again"

"This?" She wanted to be right, she wanted to believe that this was love, but it was too soon to admit it. She just needed something, anything that would keep her from running, anything that would keep her hope alive.

"Yes, this, My Love" And that was all it took for a smile to break out on her face and tears to roll down her cheeks. "Do not worry, everything is going to be okay" He reassured her. "Now get showered and dressed and meet us downstairs, I promise I will sort everything."

What on earth he would do to sort everything, Maria had no idea nor did she care right now. She watched as her handsome sea captain turned to leave.

"Georg!" He turned round to face her, his eyes telling her everything she needed to know. He was a man of intense emotion, he had been through more than one life's worth of pain. Maria knew with all of her heart that she would do everything in her power to erase that pain and bring him nothing but joy.

"Your eyes are like storms"

Georg stared at her, love filling his heart. She was the only one who had ever seen right through him and he wanted so desperately to know that she loved him in return. As if able to read his mind Maria smile gently, her own eyes brimming with tears…

"My Love, let me calm the seas"