1 month later…
Maria lay there on her bed, her hands stroking her stomach idly. It was unbelievable how much could happen in just a month and now as she lay there going over everything she wasn't sure where it began. Did it start when she was captured or before? She didn't know, all she knew was that she was fighting for her life, lying and seeping into her old ways to save the child that grew inside her. It had indeed been a shock when she found out and she had been scared about if Herr Zeller found out, she still was. God knows what he would do to her child if he found out it was Georg's. The thought made her sick and she turned her head to the side, her eyes closing as a tear slipped out.
She had returned to her old quarters a few days after Herr Zeller had approached her with the offer. She had been welcomed back by her old friends, which disturbed her slightly, it was only days after when the sickness did not stop that she guessed she was pregnant. She had quickly done the calculations and realised that she was at least two weeks late for her period. At first she had panicked for a moment but soon enough the elated feeling had taken over. The fear and risks still played on her conscience every day but she was determined to have this baby. She would have him or her and they would be safe. She would make sure they were safe and with a good family even if meant giving them up. The thought tore her apart but there was no way she was going to let them grow up as a Nazi .Never, for her sake or Georg's, it would kill him if their child became a Nazi.
Maria knew that in time it would become obvious that she was pregnant she just hoped that she was sent on many missions and didn't have to come back any time soon. That way she could have the baby and no one would know. It was either that or somehow escape. She didn't know what to do, she needed help but from where? From who? Maria sighed. If only she was with her family, her husband, god, he didn't even know she was carrying their child, nor did he live to even know or find out. It had been a month a whole month. They had probably given up all hope of finding her, the children were alone, no mother and no father.
The knock on her door tore her away from her thoughts. Why was she always interrupted in these rare moments of thought she thought before getting up "Come in" she called tiredly…
Authors note: Hello fellow readers, ah alas my mind will not work, I know this chapter was short my mind has been blocked. I may start writing another story but do not fear, I'm not abandoning this story it has too much potential unfortunately mind will not flow so just look out and keep watching the story, but beware that the chapters may not come as quickly. Thank you! :D sorry if none of that made any sense :D