A/N: Thank you sooooooo much to everyone who reviewed and for your encouragement. I promise that everything is going to turn out all right in the end…it always does!

Here's Chapter Two – Enjoy and don't forget to review.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Sound of Music or any of its lovable characters…unfortunately!

2. New Beginnings

Georg took a deep breath before opening the door of the suite. Elsa wasn't going to be happy…

She was sat on a chair in front of the mirror, applying the finishing touches to her make-up. She turned round to see him standing there, his brow furrowed. He looked so desperate, so lonely all she wanted to do as hug him, reassure him, tell him that everything was going to be alright, But maybe that's just wishful thinking on my part, she thought to herself. She didn't know what to do next. Should she be angry with him or glad that he had come back?

She stood up, deciding to go with the latter, dazzling him with one of her most flirtatious smiles,

"Georg, darling!" She leant forward and kissed him full on the lips. He didn't respond.

"What's the matter, hmmm?"

He just stood there in front of her, not feeling anything. He felt numb he was so empty and blank, emotionless. What had he done?

Elsa began to feel angry at his lack of reaction; after all, this was supposed to be their first married morning. Maybe he was beginning to regret this as much as she did…

She decided to make an effort, well someone had to. She tried to be cheerful, but it felt as if she was having to act out the happiness of two people, and it didn't seem to make much of an impression anyway. Georg remained hidden inside himself, sullen almost, and it felt to Elsa as though he was building a barricade against her, blocking her out, stopping her from getting through to him.

They caught the 3:00pm train to Vienna where they were spending their honeymoon. Some honeymoon this is going to be Elsa couldn't help thinking, looking across at the dark figure of her new husband. How can he still manage to look so handsome, even when he's in a bad mood? She pondered, anyway he's all mine now, grumpy or otherwise, she smirked to herself. But she couldn't help feeling just slightly guilty. She knew Georg didn't love her, maybe she didn't really love him, if she thought about it hard enough…Perhaps Georg should have married Maria instead, and then they could have all been one big happy family…but then where would that have left her? Oh! it was all too confusing. She shut her eyes and leant her head on her husbands shoulder; hoping sleep would calm her mind.

Georg kept his eyes fixed on a certain shape in the pattern on the wall of the moving carriage, trying desperately to get rid of the jumble of thoughts racing through his head. He couldn't stop thinking about her. The motion of the train seemed to call her name, Maria…Maria…Maria…Her face swam in front of his face; her laughter filled his head. JUST STOP IT he screamed silently to himself, this is what you've chosen, you'll have to stick with it now. It hit him hard – the realisation that he could never have her now; she was gone from his life forever. He had to sort himself out, move on, make the best of a bad situation.

That in mind he reached down and found Elsa's hand, giving it a squeeze. She really was quite beautiful, witty, charming…

Elsa opened her eyes momentarily, staring up at Georgs handsome features. He flashed her one of his most becoming smiles. She grinned to herself; maybe it would be all right after all.

Meanwhile at the Abbey, Maria stood outside the Reverend Mothers Office, her heart beating wildly. She'd decided, after the event earlier that morning that she had to get away from here, from the Abbey, from Salzburg, from her home - the only place she had ever known. Yesterday had been the worst day of her life…

It had started early in the morning, the Abbey was bustling with life as always on the morning of a wedding – and even more so when it was the wedding of a local aristocrat. Sister Margaretta, sensing that Maria would not want to be anywhere near the Abbey that day, had given her an errand to run - in a small village nearby, and then kindly told her that she could have the rest of the day off, to go wherever she pleased. Even so she couldn't resist a small peek before she went. She had never seen the place look more beautiful, there were flowers everywhere and the air had a delicate fragrant smell. She stood at the end of the aisle for a few moments, eyes closed, imagining that it was her walking down there towards…well, she tried not to think about that bit too much. She had gone away with a lump in her throat, tears threatening to pour down her face.

She'd spent the rest of the day on top of her mountain, trying so hard not to think, so hard not to feel and trying to ignore the sound of the bells in the Abbey, pealing madly, announcing to the world that Georg and Elsa where married. She sung and sung and sung, tryingblock everything out, until her throat was sore and darkness had fallen, smothering her with its silence and restfulness

And then that morning had been the final straw, seeing that man and imaging that it was him. What was the matter with her? She had been such a down to earth person, but ever since she had returned from the Von Trapps she could only think about one thing – him. Everyday, all day. It was driving her insane.

Sothat's why she was here, waiting to see the Reverend Mother, she had decided – the only way to stop thinking about him, to get on with her life, was to get away from here, away from her memories, and start again – she needed a new beginning: a fresh start in life.

So that's it, hope you like it. I'll update soon.

LM xx