~*Part Two*~
Maria had expected the fresh autumn-wind would make her feel better, but she was still trembling all over.
Oh God, why is this happening to me? Not only did her feelings for the Captain confuse her, they were making her question her life and the decision she had made years ago.
At her ordination, she had promised to serve God with every piece of her heart, and now she had to realize that she had been living a lie during the last ten years. The touch of Captain von Trapp never would have had such an effect on her, if she really had forgotten her feelings for him. But she had only deceived herself, she never had forgotten him nor had her feelings changed.
Oh God, please forgive me, she whispered, while tears were running down her cheeks.
"I never knew I was such a bad dancer."
With surprise, Maria turned around. She tried to smile, while she wiped the tears from her face.
"No you aren't. I'm just -" she stopped and bowed her head.
"You are just what?" Georg looked at her. What am I doing here? He asked his self, I should go back enjoying my daughters wedding. However, he knew he would not enjoy it. He had noticed the look in Maria's face when they had touched each other just a few minutes before. He had noticed the pain in her eyes, the confusion. This time he had noticed she was feeling exactly the same way he did.
Maria shook her head. "Nothing" she whispered. "I suppose it's still the jet leg." She added without looking at him.
"Would you mind having a short walk? I mean, I suppose this will make you feel better." Georg still didn't know what he was doing, or if it was the right thing to do. He only knew he had to do something.
"That would be nice." Maria got up and silently they followed a little path. His closeness confused and calmed her at the same time. From now and then she glanced at him, asking herself what he was thinking. I am behaving like a teenager who is in love for the first time; she said to herself and couldn't help laughing upon the truth of this conclusion.
Georg looked surprised at her. "What's so funny?"
"This, everything." She gasped for breath "It's so preposterous!" Maria stopped and looked at the distant hills trying to calm down, trying to bring her thoughts back into order.
"You can't say you didn't hear it," she finally whispered. "You can't say you didn't hear what I told Liesl this morning." Firmly she looked at him.
"No, I can't say I didn't hear it." Georg swallowed "I'm sorry if I caused any pain to you, in the past or present" he added honestly and looked at Maria. Her blue eyes were still filled with some tears, which made them look even more like two deep mountain lakes. He looked at her mouth, her nose, her white skin, just as if he was seeing her the first time in his life. All the feelings he ever had for her came up again and he realized he still loved her, never had stopped loving her. Suddenly he couldn't help himself anymore.
"Oh, damn them all." He pulled Maria towards him and kissed her passionately.
First Maria tried to fight it, but she couldn't. To her own surprise she started to answer his kiss. She didn't know why, she just did it and soon forgot to think at all. All she wanted was to live in that moment.
She felt Georg's arms around her and pressed herself as close to him as she could, enjoying the warm shivers that ran through her body, enjoying the feeling his touch caused.
As Georg's hand touched the fine necklace that was holding the crucifix around Maria's neck, he suddenly recoiled and made a step back. "I'm sorry." He murmured.
Maria softly touched his cheek. "There's no need to feel sorry." A single tear fell down her cheek and she smiled at him. "There's no need to feel sorry." She repeated her words like an incantation.
"No?" Georg looked up, the feeling of her hand on his cheek burned like fire.
Slowly she shook her head. "No."
Both felt all the unasked questions hanging in the air, but nobody of them had the courage to ask them. They just stood there, embracing each other, trying not to think about them.
~*~*~*~
Maria spent the following days with the children. They showed her the city, the woods, the hills and told her dozens of stories. She enjoyed the reunion and somehow it made her proud to see what wonderful people they had became.
However, she had not seen Georg since Liesl's wedding day, because he had left the city with the Baroness. Maria did not know what to think about it.
She was glad, she needn't to see him in the presence of the children or the Baroness, because she thought, they would immediately recognize her feelings for the Captain.
Nevertheless, she missed him; she missed him in a different way she used to. Now she really knew what she was missing when he wasn't around her. She knew what his kisses felt like, she knew how her body reacted to his touch and had to confess she yearned for this feeling.
Sometimes she would wake up in the middle of the night, touching her lips, because it seemed to her he had just kissed her. She would lie awake, remembering every moment of their being together, until she finally felt into a troubled sleep again.
~*~*~*~
Georg lay awake in his bed, while his wife next to him slept deeply.
The day after Liesl's wedding, he and Elsa had joined the young married couple for the short trip to Boston. While Liesl and her husband would take the plane for their honeymoon trip through Europe, he and Elsa had to fulfil some social duties.
Georg sighed. He wished he would be back home with his children - and Maria. The thought of her made him shiver.
During the last days, he had thought a lot about their relationship, about the fact that she had left them ten years ago, because she was in love with him.
He thought about their being together at Liesl's wedding day. When their lips had met for the first time, he felt like flying, it was like magic lying in the air, everything seemed so perfect. He had been lost in their kisses, their embraces, until his fingers had touched her necklace, until he remembered she was a nun - and he was a married man.
But although he knew all this, he couldn't help to miss Maria with every part of his mind, with every part of his body, everything in him just longed for her, although he knew it was wrong.
He knew that she soon would be leaving America, because she had to return to the convent and only hoped he would be able to see her once more. He did not know what he should tell her, he only knew that he couldn't stand it, to see her leaving again, without having the possibility to say good-bye.
~*~*~*~
Maria stared out of the window of the train, although the landscape was beautiful she could not enjoy it. Tomorrow her plane to Europe would leave, and she had a hard time saying good-bye to the children, she just hated it to have to leave them again. Moreover, she had no time to say good-bye to the Captain.
Maybe its better this way, she thought half-heartedly. After the first waves of emotions had subsided, she had started to feel guilty. Everything she had been doing was against her beliefs, against her convictions. Every time she felt her thoughts roaming to Georg, she forced herself to remember that he was married; she forced herself to remember she had vowed to serve God. However, every time she remembered his kisses, she remembered how right they had felt.
~*~*~*~
Georg asked himself once more, if he was doing the right thing. Elsa had left Boston that Morning and he had told her he would stay for a few more days to have some business dealings.
Now he stood in front of Maria's hotel room, not knowing if he really should knock or not, as the door suddenly opened and Maria walked just right into his arms.
"Captain von Trapp" she stammered.
"Yes, I, ehm," Georg cleared his throat, "I just wanted to say good-bye"
"You did?"
"Yes." Softly he took her hand and they looked at each other.
"I'm glad you did."
"You are?"
"Yes." Maria smiled and felt her heart jump as Georg stroked her cheek. "I missed you." She added and her cheeks reddened.
"I missed you, too." Georg whispered, and leaned forwards to kiss her, but Maria turned her head away.
"Somebody could see us", she whispered, burying her head on his shoulder.
"Why don't we-", Georg didn't finish the sentence, because he knew it would be wrong to ask her this question, but Maria seemed to understand him without words and nodded shyly.
~*~*~*~
After they had entered her room there was this silence again, and both could feel the unspoken words and questions hanging in the air, while they looked at each other.
Georg cleared his throat "It's not only that I missed you, Maria." He paused, taking all his courage. "I don't know if it's the right thing to tell you." Georg continued, "I only know I have to tell you. Ever since the night of Liesl's wedding, I couldn't stop thinking of you. I tried to fight it, but I couldn't. I love you, Maria."
Maria swallowed and felt her pulse quickening. She had longed to hear these words out of Georg's mouth, although she had been afraid to hear them at the same time. She did not know what to say, the thoughts were running through her head. It felt so right, so good to hear these words. Her sense told her not to repeat them, while her sensibility told her to tell Georg the truth.
Maria did not know why she was doing it, but carefully she reached for her veil and took it off, while she glanced at Georg. He stepped towards her, softly stroking a strand out of her face and his fingers softly followed the lines of her reddened cheeks.
"I love you, too." She whispered as their lips finally met, forgetting the world around them.
The feeling of Georg's lips on hers made Maria's skin tingle and his closeness made every muscle and nerve in her body vibrating. She hardly could breathe anymore, as the intensity of their kisses grew.
Georg held Maria as close as he could, fondling her, enjoying the warm shivers that ran through his body. He reached for the buttons of her dress and opened a few of them, while his lips still caressed hers, as he suddenly realized he had gotten lost in his passion, that there would be no way back if he would kiss her any longer.
"Are you really sure you want to do this?" Georg asked her quietly. Instead of giving him an answer Maria covered his mouth with a few slight kisses.
Taking this as permission, Georg gently opened her dress and pulled it down. Maria moaned as she felt his hands exploring her body and allowed herself to get completely lost in the feel of his touch.
~*~*~*~
Lovingly Maria looked at Georg, who was still asleep, while she quietly placed the note on the beside table.
She still could feel his touches on her body and she did not regret their actions of the last night. She never had felt more complete before, more herself in her entire life.
Softly she closed the door behind herself and left the hotel to reach her plane.
To be continued.
Maria had expected the fresh autumn-wind would make her feel better, but she was still trembling all over.
Oh God, why is this happening to me? Not only did her feelings for the Captain confuse her, they were making her question her life and the decision she had made years ago.
At her ordination, she had promised to serve God with every piece of her heart, and now she had to realize that she had been living a lie during the last ten years. The touch of Captain von Trapp never would have had such an effect on her, if she really had forgotten her feelings for him. But she had only deceived herself, she never had forgotten him nor had her feelings changed.
Oh God, please forgive me, she whispered, while tears were running down her cheeks.
"I never knew I was such a bad dancer."
With surprise, Maria turned around. She tried to smile, while she wiped the tears from her face.
"No you aren't. I'm just -" she stopped and bowed her head.
"You are just what?" Georg looked at her. What am I doing here? He asked his self, I should go back enjoying my daughters wedding. However, he knew he would not enjoy it. He had noticed the look in Maria's face when they had touched each other just a few minutes before. He had noticed the pain in her eyes, the confusion. This time he had noticed she was feeling exactly the same way he did.
Maria shook her head. "Nothing" she whispered. "I suppose it's still the jet leg." She added without looking at him.
"Would you mind having a short walk? I mean, I suppose this will make you feel better." Georg still didn't know what he was doing, or if it was the right thing to do. He only knew he had to do something.
"That would be nice." Maria got up and silently they followed a little path. His closeness confused and calmed her at the same time. From now and then she glanced at him, asking herself what he was thinking. I am behaving like a teenager who is in love for the first time; she said to herself and couldn't help laughing upon the truth of this conclusion.
Georg looked surprised at her. "What's so funny?"
"This, everything." She gasped for breath "It's so preposterous!" Maria stopped and looked at the distant hills trying to calm down, trying to bring her thoughts back into order.
"You can't say you didn't hear it," she finally whispered. "You can't say you didn't hear what I told Liesl this morning." Firmly she looked at him.
"No, I can't say I didn't hear it." Georg swallowed "I'm sorry if I caused any pain to you, in the past or present" he added honestly and looked at Maria. Her blue eyes were still filled with some tears, which made them look even more like two deep mountain lakes. He looked at her mouth, her nose, her white skin, just as if he was seeing her the first time in his life. All the feelings he ever had for her came up again and he realized he still loved her, never had stopped loving her. Suddenly he couldn't help himself anymore.
"Oh, damn them all." He pulled Maria towards him and kissed her passionately.
First Maria tried to fight it, but she couldn't. To her own surprise she started to answer his kiss. She didn't know why, she just did it and soon forgot to think at all. All she wanted was to live in that moment.
She felt Georg's arms around her and pressed herself as close to him as she could, enjoying the warm shivers that ran through her body, enjoying the feeling his touch caused.
As Georg's hand touched the fine necklace that was holding the crucifix around Maria's neck, he suddenly recoiled and made a step back. "I'm sorry." He murmured.
Maria softly touched his cheek. "There's no need to feel sorry." A single tear fell down her cheek and she smiled at him. "There's no need to feel sorry." She repeated her words like an incantation.
"No?" Georg looked up, the feeling of her hand on his cheek burned like fire.
Slowly she shook her head. "No."
Both felt all the unasked questions hanging in the air, but nobody of them had the courage to ask them. They just stood there, embracing each other, trying not to think about them.
~*~*~*~
Maria spent the following days with the children. They showed her the city, the woods, the hills and told her dozens of stories. She enjoyed the reunion and somehow it made her proud to see what wonderful people they had became.
However, she had not seen Georg since Liesl's wedding day, because he had left the city with the Baroness. Maria did not know what to think about it.
She was glad, she needn't to see him in the presence of the children or the Baroness, because she thought, they would immediately recognize her feelings for the Captain.
Nevertheless, she missed him; she missed him in a different way she used to. Now she really knew what she was missing when he wasn't around her. She knew what his kisses felt like, she knew how her body reacted to his touch and had to confess she yearned for this feeling.
Sometimes she would wake up in the middle of the night, touching her lips, because it seemed to her he had just kissed her. She would lie awake, remembering every moment of their being together, until she finally felt into a troubled sleep again.
~*~*~*~
Georg lay awake in his bed, while his wife next to him slept deeply.
The day after Liesl's wedding, he and Elsa had joined the young married couple for the short trip to Boston. While Liesl and her husband would take the plane for their honeymoon trip through Europe, he and Elsa had to fulfil some social duties.
Georg sighed. He wished he would be back home with his children - and Maria. The thought of her made him shiver.
During the last days, he had thought a lot about their relationship, about the fact that she had left them ten years ago, because she was in love with him.
He thought about their being together at Liesl's wedding day. When their lips had met for the first time, he felt like flying, it was like magic lying in the air, everything seemed so perfect. He had been lost in their kisses, their embraces, until his fingers had touched her necklace, until he remembered she was a nun - and he was a married man.
But although he knew all this, he couldn't help to miss Maria with every part of his mind, with every part of his body, everything in him just longed for her, although he knew it was wrong.
He knew that she soon would be leaving America, because she had to return to the convent and only hoped he would be able to see her once more. He did not know what he should tell her, he only knew that he couldn't stand it, to see her leaving again, without having the possibility to say good-bye.
~*~*~*~
Maria stared out of the window of the train, although the landscape was beautiful she could not enjoy it. Tomorrow her plane to Europe would leave, and she had a hard time saying good-bye to the children, she just hated it to have to leave them again. Moreover, she had no time to say good-bye to the Captain.
Maybe its better this way, she thought half-heartedly. After the first waves of emotions had subsided, she had started to feel guilty. Everything she had been doing was against her beliefs, against her convictions. Every time she felt her thoughts roaming to Georg, she forced herself to remember that he was married; she forced herself to remember she had vowed to serve God. However, every time she remembered his kisses, she remembered how right they had felt.
~*~*~*~
Georg asked himself once more, if he was doing the right thing. Elsa had left Boston that Morning and he had told her he would stay for a few more days to have some business dealings.
Now he stood in front of Maria's hotel room, not knowing if he really should knock or not, as the door suddenly opened and Maria walked just right into his arms.
"Captain von Trapp" she stammered.
"Yes, I, ehm," Georg cleared his throat, "I just wanted to say good-bye"
"You did?"
"Yes." Softly he took her hand and they looked at each other.
"I'm glad you did."
"You are?"
"Yes." Maria smiled and felt her heart jump as Georg stroked her cheek. "I missed you." She added and her cheeks reddened.
"I missed you, too." Georg whispered, and leaned forwards to kiss her, but Maria turned her head away.
"Somebody could see us", she whispered, burying her head on his shoulder.
"Why don't we-", Georg didn't finish the sentence, because he knew it would be wrong to ask her this question, but Maria seemed to understand him without words and nodded shyly.
~*~*~*~
After they had entered her room there was this silence again, and both could feel the unspoken words and questions hanging in the air, while they looked at each other.
Georg cleared his throat "It's not only that I missed you, Maria." He paused, taking all his courage. "I don't know if it's the right thing to tell you." Georg continued, "I only know I have to tell you. Ever since the night of Liesl's wedding, I couldn't stop thinking of you. I tried to fight it, but I couldn't. I love you, Maria."
Maria swallowed and felt her pulse quickening. She had longed to hear these words out of Georg's mouth, although she had been afraid to hear them at the same time. She did not know what to say, the thoughts were running through her head. It felt so right, so good to hear these words. Her sense told her not to repeat them, while her sensibility told her to tell Georg the truth.
Maria did not know why she was doing it, but carefully she reached for her veil and took it off, while she glanced at Georg. He stepped towards her, softly stroking a strand out of her face and his fingers softly followed the lines of her reddened cheeks.
"I love you, too." She whispered as their lips finally met, forgetting the world around them.
The feeling of Georg's lips on hers made Maria's skin tingle and his closeness made every muscle and nerve in her body vibrating. She hardly could breathe anymore, as the intensity of their kisses grew.
Georg held Maria as close as he could, fondling her, enjoying the warm shivers that ran through his body. He reached for the buttons of her dress and opened a few of them, while his lips still caressed hers, as he suddenly realized he had gotten lost in his passion, that there would be no way back if he would kiss her any longer.
"Are you really sure you want to do this?" Georg asked her quietly. Instead of giving him an answer Maria covered his mouth with a few slight kisses.
Taking this as permission, Georg gently opened her dress and pulled it down. Maria moaned as she felt his hands exploring her body and allowed herself to get completely lost in the feel of his touch.
~*~*~*~
Lovingly Maria looked at Georg, who was still asleep, while she quietly placed the note on the beside table.
She still could feel his touches on her body and she did not regret their actions of the last night. She never had felt more complete before, more herself in her entire life.
Softly she closed the door behind herself and left the hotel to reach her plane.
To be continued.