Disclaimer: Between my last post of my other story and this one, I have yet to own The Sound of Music.
Summary: 'Maria never thought she would see the von Trapp children again, and yet here she was, standing before them. She wanted to run, but where could she go to? The classroom closet?' Maria did not return to the villa after the party. The Captain and Baroness are not engaged. Maria doesn't become a nun, and instead desides to get a job teaching at a local school humor me and let's pretend she has had, uh, training (you could call it) to be a teacher. School has now start and I'm pushing back the time of the Aunchluss happening, so everyone is still in Austria, uneasily waiting for it to happen praying that it won't, but we all know how the story goes.
Author's Note: Well, I'm back. If that summary wasn't long enough (shakes head at self) I was sitting at my computer looking for pics of Wicked and thought of another story idea, so I said to myself "What the hell, I'll write it." ). And as always I have no idea where I am going with this…hee hee hee.
Chapter One
Captain Georg von Trapp tucked the last of his seven children into bed. On his way to his own room he, once again, paused by Her room and opened the door. Truth be told Her room was all the way across the house, but that didn't matter. It was all that he had left of Her-Maria.
Everything was it's rightful place, due to the fact that no one had slept in there in a month. Ever since the night of the party, the night She left there lives. The bed was made, bathroom door closed, the chairs were placed nicely by the windows, and the drapes where shut. Yes, everything was as it should be, save for the fact that Her once youthful, energetic, charismatic person did not fill the room.
The Captain was well aware of his feelings towards the former governess to his children. Even if he couldn't exactly place it he knew that it wasn't what an employer usually felt towards an employee. With a sigh, Georg closed the door.
Once on the proper side of the house that led to his bedroom the Captain stopped by one more room. The room that used to hold Baroness Elsa Schraeder. Shortly after the party, Georg and Elsa decided that it would be better to end their "romantic" relationship and just become friends.
Elsa Schraeder had been talking for who knew how long, but Georg hadn't heard a word. His mind was else, focused on a petite blonde. She had occupied his mind these past couple of weeks, ever since she left.
"Georg, Georg?" the sweetly, fake voice of the Baroness broke his thoughts.
"Hm, I'm sorry Elsa, what was it you were sayings?"
"Where you not listening Georg? I hope your thoughts weren't on boring, old me?" She attempted to sound flirtatious.
Upon hearing her words, the Captain realized that ever since his dispute with Maria his mind had no time for anyone else but Her and his children. This thought confirmed what he must do. Something he had been debating whether or not to, but now, it was evident that he really had no choice. Unless of course if he wanted to be unfair to Elsa, and that he knew he could not do.
She had taken it rather well, the Captain thought as he climbed into bed. Elsa had almost acted like she knew it was coming, as if she was just waiting for the moment to arrive. She handled herself graciously.
Georg turned off the small lamp on his bed side table and the room went pitch black. Closing his eyes, the Captain fell a sleep with pictures of Maria settling into his mind.
Brigitta von Trapp, the third youngest of the von Trapp children, sat staring out of her bedroom window, trying the best she could to see the front gates. She did this every night when she couldn't sleep, in hopes of seeing her beloved governess walking back into their lives.
Brigitta looked over at her two sleeping, older sisters: Leisl, and Louisa. Fraulein Maria had been more than a governess to all of them, she had been a second mother. Brigitta's memories of her Mother where few, and she was sure that Marta and Gretl could remember only one or two things, if anything at all. And every governess that had come would be just that, a governess. They would follow their Father's strict rules and would soon be run out of the house by the tricks the children played on them.
But Fraulein Maria had been different. She had changed their Father back into a, well, father. She had made their family whole again and had filled the gap that had been missing for the past few years: the mother gap.
With a sigh, Brigitta went back to her bed. Sliding under the covers she quietly began to sing My Favorite Things. The song Fraulein Maria had taught her and her siblings her first night here. Lost in her own thoughts, Brigitta was oblivious to the fact that her singing was soon joined by Leisl's and then Louisa's.
Author's Note: I know the chapter is kinda short, but I just wanted to get something down tonight. Hm, this beginning kinda reminds me of the beginning of my other SOM story…Leisl sitting at her window, thinking, and now Brigitta. But not to worry this story is different. I just find that whenever I look out a window I am always thinking of something, I just get lost in thought, and it's sort of peaceful watching outside, as I think. ANYWHO, next chapter will be more story and less me talking, promise! More to come soon.
The Lonely Goatherd
