Ok I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, but life caught up to me! I haven't forgotten this story, don't worry! So here goes chapter 5: The Wedding!

Disclaimer: (I can never remember these) I don't own Julie Andrews… or The Sound of Music, although I would like to…. Oh well. We can't have everything.

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Georg's POV

As I dressed myself in my naval uniform that I hadn't worn for years, I began to get nervous. What if Maria got cold feet and didn't want to get married? What if she thought I was too old for her? Why on earth did she want to marry a 40-year-old widower with seven children? She loves you, that's why, I thought to myself. And I loved her too. I was just glad I was marrying her today…

Maria's POV

I couldn't believe I was getting married. Two months ago, I would have scoffed at the idea of marrying my employer. But now I was getting married to the man of my dreams, who also happened to be my boss.

Sister Margaretta helped me do the 17 buttons on my wedding dress. I was shaking, I was so nervous.

"Maria, calm down. You'll be fine," she said, squeezing my hand. Her kind words did nothing to reassure me.

"Maria, they're ready for you," Sister Berthe said, popping her head into the room. "You look like an angel," she sighed, smiling and gazing at me with misty eyes. "I can't believe you're getting married!" she said, coming fully into the room to embrace me, a rare sign of affection from her.

"Neither can I," I laughed tensely, hugging her back.

Sister Margaretta came forward to hug me, too. "Good luck," she said.

"Thank you," I replied, feeling just as anxious as I probably looked.

"You look wonderful," Sister Margaretta told me, gazing at me fondly. I smiled at my favorite nun and she led me out of the room.

Sister Margaretta and Sister Berthe helped me arrange my veil as I was about to enter the Abbey chapel.

I kneeled in front of the Reverend Mother for her blessing. She made the sign of the cross over me and touched my head in a motherly way.

"God bless you, my child," she murmured as I rose. I smiled apprehensively at her as she gently pushed me towards the chapel doors. They opened and I could hear music playing. I entered and saw Liesl, Marta, and Gretl already walking down the aisle. I swallowed timidly while Sister Sophia handed me my bouquet. The orchestra started playing the wedding march and I started down the aisle, keeping my eyes focused on Georg in his uniform, waiting for me at the top of the steps.

Georg's POV

Maria looks like an angel in her wedding gown. I can't wait for the wedding and reception to be over so I can be alone with her, my new wife.

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Verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry short chapter, I know, but there's loads more to come! R&R! Please!