Shelter From the Past
Chapter 6
He Didn't See it Coming
Disclaimer: I just realized that I don't even know who the rights belong to; I just know they don't belong to me…
Author's Note: Okay, so this chapter is unnaturally short, but I just wanted to post something to say that I hadn't forgotten about the story. I will probably write more after Saturday when rehersals and performances of a show I'm in are done.
Summary: Hasn't changed, but an important character is about to enter their lives.
Forgetting Johann's previous taunting, they spent the night in each other's arms, not realizing what the next few days would bring.
It had been a long time since Johann had had the desire to wake up for any reason except to avoid punishment of some kind. With Maria back in his life, however, he was pleasantly surprised to find himself almost eager to start the day. With a refreshing, genuine smile, he sat up in bed and looked around the room. It was clean and tidy, with every possesion of its former occupant placed exactly as it had been seven years ago. Johann still didn't know why he had restored Maria's room after she ran away, but he was glad he had.
The bookshelf by the window was lined with worn out copies of Shakespeare, Dickens, and other masterpieces that Maria had immersed herself in growing up. Against the wall on the other side of the window, at the foot of her bed was a small, upright piano with a hollow bench that Johann knew to filled with sheet music by both classic composers and Maria herself. Johann's eyes traveld over to the night stand and he sighed. Placed delicately next to a vase of lillies that he refilled every week was a small music box; the one piece of her mother that Maria had managed to salvage when they were taken away from their home. Looking back towards the bed, he realized why it was unearthly quiet in the room; the bed spread was untouched; Maria had never come in.
Johann smirked; he knew exactly where she was.
Trying to push away the image that entered his head not a second earlier, he stood up and crept silently into the hallway and away from his still sleeping nieces and nephews. He started towards the kitchen to fix breakfast, but in his walking quickly to avoid the urge to look at the barn door, Johann also failed to see the hung over figure of his uncle coming up the hill.
I know it was short, but please review anyway! Suggestions are welcome as well, as I am a little unsure as to what's going to happen once her Uncle gets there and sees her.