A/N: Sorry for not updating. I have the story finished it's just a matter of putting it on fanfiction. Please Review!

Ch. 4: Lunch

Georg walked out to the terrace and saw Maria looking toward the lake. She noticed and turned around and smiled.

"Good morning, my love," she said sweetly. He smiled and walked over to her and gave her a hug. "Isn't it a beautiful day?" she asked.

"Yes, beautiful. It's perfect for the picnic the children are having right now…" he trailed off as his face grew a little darker.

"Georg, what's wrong?" Maria asked.

"I love you," he answered softly. She moved her chair as close as she could to his and smiled.

"I love you too," she told him.

"Thank goodness," he muttered softly. Instantly seeing the jealousy tracing back into his eyes she touched his face gently.

"You're not thinking about my lunch…thing today are you?" she asked, knowing perfectly well what his answer was going to be.

"When are you leaving?" he asked.

"Georg, I honestly don't want to go to lunch very much because I know how jealous you are going to be regardless of what happens. Please just come with me. I wouldn't mind one bit. I'm mad too that our day together is getting ruined by this, but I have to talk to him eventually. Please come," she begged him.

"I know you two need to talk, in private. I would just be the third wheel…" he began.

"Darling, it isn't a date. You would never be a third wheel around me," she told him.

"No, I can't go and that's final. You two need to talk and like I said last night, I might spoil the whole thing by being well…a jerk," he answered. Maria smiled a little at the situation at hand. She was going on what Patrick would call a date and she was sure that's the way Georg was thinking of it as well.

"Well I'll try to be back as soon as possible,"

"You will tell me everything that happens right?" Georg asked forcefully.

"Of course I will. I don't want to make you jealous my darling. I'm so sorry," she told him.

"Me? Jealous? Now how can I be jealous watching my fiancée stroll away with her ex-fiancée for a lunch date?" Maria shook her head and smiled.

"Darling, I was asking for the truth," Maria told him. He sighed and picked up her hand and caressed it.

"Maria, I honestly trust you with all my heart and soul. I know you would never do anything to purposely hurt me. I'm afraid though that whenever you go out with another man I will be extremely jealous. That's just the way I am. I trust you, but I'm not so sure I trust him," he said.

"I know. I'd feel the same way if you went out with someone. I'll come home as soon as I can so our whole day won't be ruined. Then I will make it up to you when I return," she told him.

"Or you can start now," he answered as he pulled her out of her chair and onto his lap.

"I love you," she murmured before pressing her lips forcefully to his. He pulled her closer and deepened the kiss even more. Out of the corner of Maria's eye she noticed Patrick and Franz clearing their throats. She continued to kiss Georg until he noticed and pulled away, surprised and elated that Patrick staring at them didn't seem to bother her.

"Captain, Patrick is here to see Maria," Franz explained.

"Yes, thank you, Franz," Georg replied as Franz went back inside. Patrick still felt uncomfortable and just stared at the two of them.

"Are you…um ready to go, Maria?" he asked. Maria reluctantly stepped out of Georg's arms and nodded.

"Let me get my purse," she answered as she left the patio. Without saying a word Georg gestured for Patrick to step inside and they walked to the front door. After a moment of awkward silence, Maria came down the stairs.

"I'm ready now," she announced. Then she glanced over at Georg. She smiled and walked over to him. "I won't be long," she whispered. He smiled as she put her hands around his neck and kissed him fully. "I love you, goodbye," she said as Patrick opened the door for her.

"Goodbye, Captain," he mumbled. Georg smiled and waved at the two of them as he shut the door. Patrick walked Maria to his car as soon as the two of them got in he started talking.

"So how has the last day been, Maria? Eventful?" he asked.

"Actually not as much as usual. Usually there are children running around everywhere, but today they went on a picnic," she answered.

"I see," he replied not knowing what to talk about next.

"So where are we going?" Maria asked very interested.

"Well it's a surprise you see. I was hoping you wouldn't know, I'll give you a hint. It was our favorite spot years ago."

"Our favorite spot?" Maria asked. He nodded and she thought for a minute. Then it dawned on her. He was going to take her on a picnic to the mountains. The mountains she brought the children to and eventually Georg. Memories flooded her mind as she thought of the first time she set foot on the mountain with the children. Things had been so different then. She distinctively remembered the first time with Georg and how they had talked for hours and hours while the children played.

She found it strange her first thoughts had been on her more recent memories instead of her earlier ones with Patrick.

"That sounds wonderful," she managed to say enthusiastically. He put his arm around her while he continued to drive making her even more uncomfortable.

They reached the meadow after a little bit of a hike. By the time they sat down and finished eating Maria felt more at ease and she felt like she had her old friend back. They had been talking about topics other than Georg and because of that they were getting along quite nicely.

Maria found it quite exciting to hear about all his travels after he was released from the navy. He had been so many places that she had only dreamed of seeing and it amazed her. However, what amazed her most was that on his visit to the Hold Land he had found God and now was a firm believer in Jesus Christ. She was shocked and couldn't believe he had finally done what she wished he would do for so long.

Silence again fell between the two of them. Both not knowing how to start the discussion that was so important to talk about.

"Maria?" he asked. She glanced toward his face. "Why did you decide to go to the Abbey and become a nun instead of wait for me to return?"

"Well I just didn't think it was the right way for me to go. I thought my job was to serve God above all things," she answered.

"And is that any different now?"

"No…"

"So you can be married now? Maria, I know that's not the only reason you decided not to marry me. You can still serve God while you are married," he told her. Maria sighed not knowing how to tell him nicely how much she had been hurt.

"Patrick, when you stopped writing I thought something was wrong and it hurt I was never getting any responses. When you finally came back I was overjoyed, until I found out you were out partying at night with other woman," she told him.

"But you didn't know that for sure. There had to have been something else as well…"

"I saw a letter that was addressed to me, but inside it had the name of another woman. It wasn't just some old letter. It was a love letter…"

"You read something that didn't have your name on it?" he asked.

"I told you about it and you denied it instead of telling the truth. That's when I knew you must love someone else. When you wrote your last letter saying you were sure that you were in love with me even though you did love a few other people, I just couldn't believe it," she answered.

"I was telling the truth."

"How was I supposed to believe that, Patrick? After all I knew what you did with other girls while you were at parties, I just couldn't marry someone who would be unfaithful. I couldn't see us together anymore because we were so different. You don't know how much I wanted to be your wife. I really did, but I just couldn't," she finished.

"So you think a Sea Captain is more loyal than a sailor? I mean think about all the voyages and stops he must have made just to go to…"

"I didn't come to talk with you about my fiancée," Maria shot back. "However, he told me about what he did as a Captain and I have it on good authority that he was always loyal to his wife," she answered.

"Oh I see. So he gave you his word and how much do you think that counts for?" he asked. Maria glared at him as she scooted as far away from his a she could get. He sighed as he realized what he was doing. "Maria, I'm sorry I guess I'm just jealous that's all. I envy what he has."

"I guess I can forgive you for that. It seems I'm forgiving a lot of people for being jealous over me recently," she told him.

"Was he jealous after I left?" he asked. She smiled at him.

"I would say jealous would be an understatement. He was so livid he wouldn't talk to me for the whole evening so I didn't even give him an explanation for a while. Eventually we made up, but that doesn't mean he's still not bitterly jealous. I can just tell and I wish he wouldn't be," she said.

"Most woman and very happy when the man they love is jealous, you are so different from any other person on Earth, Maria. I'm reminded why I fell in love with you now. Not just your appearance, but your heart and soul. You are such a saint. You have given so many people happiness," he told her. Maria gazed at him and smiled not knowing what to say.

"Thank you," she murmured. "I really appreciate that, but I haven't done anything close to what some of those saints have done. They are truly amazing people."

"And so are you, Maria. You really do underestimate yourself."

"So, I haven't heard your explanation as to why you stopped writing to me," Maria told him. This time he looked at her and sighed, not knowing where to start.