Chapter 6: Destiny

Over a month has passed and they luckily arrived in America.

They were already almost a month old in America, and was now living in a two-story house in a village. Nonetheless, it felt like home. Though it wasn't as extravagant as their home in Austria, at least it was something in where they could live peacefully.

Georg thanked God for a safe travel, and that nothing bad happened to any of his children.

He did manage to bring more money to America, and so they have enough for their needs, such as the house.

He was happy the children were contented, since they were happy with their stay here. He managed to enroll them into their respective schools. The children were good in English, the little ones just have to be trained just a little more.

The only thing missing was, well, Maria.

He had been waiting for another open window, for another opportunity, but no, nothing else came after he last saw her on the train to Italy. Nothing.

He continued walking on the sidewalks of New York, looking around shops for something to buy for the children. He just came from the bank, in where most of their money was now there.

As he passed by Oakwood Orphanage, he suddenly bumped into a woman, causing her stuff to fall on the ground.

"Oh! I'm sorry miss, I didn't realize-" Georg said as he helped the woman pick up some papers that fell off her folder.

"It's alright, sir," the woman said, cutting him off. Georg's pulse went faster. He recognized that voice. He looked at her, and saw a woman with golden-blonde hair, wearing a beautiful white dress.

Maria.

Maria then looked up, and her breath hitched- like in the time they saw each other in Innsbruck.

They both stood up, Georg not taking his hands off Maria's documents.

Their eyes were locked into each other. Georg let go of Maria's files.

"Th-Thank you, sir," she said, blushing. Georg chuckled.

"Maria!" he nearly laughed. Maria blushed even more.

"Oh come on Georg, stop it," she said, smiling profusely. Upon hearing his name escape her lips, he quieted down, smiling at her.

He put his hands in his pockets. "So, you've arrived in America as well," he said. Maria looked at him and nodded.

He looked around.

"Want to go to a nearby park and buy some ice cream?" he said.

"That sounds like a great idea," Maria said, sounding relieved.

Georg put his hand at the small of her back as they walked and took it off. "Let me help you with that," he said and took some of the documents Maria was holding. Maria smiled, him being so gentlemanly was so attractive. She blushed at the thought.

They arrived at a park just a few blocks away. They spotted an ice cream stand. "Found it," he said, pointing to the ice cream stand. They both walked to the stand. The guy gave a chocolate-flavored ice cream in an ice cream cone to a little boy. The ice cream vendor saw them approaching.

"Hello, sir and ma'am. What would you like?" the man said with a wide smile.

"What would you like?" Georg asked Maria. Maria checked the flavors.

"Strawberry," Maria said with a smile. Georg smiled back. "Two strawberry cones please," he said in English. The man nodded and proceeded to do his work. The two watched the man.

The man looked at the two of them and smiled. "Pardon me for asking, but, are you two a couple?" the man said and smiled bashfully. Maria and Georg looked at each other. Maria blushed and Georg nervously chuckled.

"Well...uh...no," Georg said.

"Well are you two courting then?"

"No."

"Aww. You two would've made a great couple," the man said.

They just smiled nervously.

"Two strawberry cones. Have a nice day!" the man said.

They both turned away and went to a not-so-crowded part of the park. The ice cream man's words ringed in their ears.

Are you a couple?

You would've made a great couple.

Yes, we would've, Georg thought. He looked at Maria, eating and enjoying her ice cream. He watched the movement of her lips- and actually felt jealous of the ice cream. He turned away. What in the world are you thinking of, Georg?

That ice cream man is somehow a trigger. He remembered. Georg said so himself, he won't let go of any opportunity again. This time, he was determined. Not worried, nor scared.

He coughed.

"So...how did you...go here?" Georg said. Great, I thought you'd tell her, he thought. Well we better know what happened before everything, right?

"Well, by a ship," Maria replied. "Err...which ship?" Georg asked, snapping back to reality. "I forgot the name of the ship, but I know it was huge," she said, licking her lips and then proceeded to bite the cone. Watching her do that made him crazy. If that cone actually receives what he dreamt of from Maria, then he would smack it to the ground. Yes, his thoughts are weird. Over the turmoil of bumping into each other and the feelings they still had for one another and now the awkwardness of the situation, he wouldn't know how to tell her right now. Didn't. Doesn't.

Gah, he thought. Maria was now just looking the park. It was peaceful, no- it was serene, and it sent her feelings to rest her head on the Captain's shoulder and admire the view. Just like the old days.

She didn't hesitate, she rested her head on his, savoring the moment. She remembered how good it felt.

Georg, like the old times, responded and wrapped an arm around her waist. Yes, they were in a public space, but this, this was the feeling they missed with each other. The safety. The sweetness. The feeling of love.

"How's your stay in America so far?" he asked, softly caressing her waist. Maria shivered a bit.

"Good, so far. The postulants and Father Gregor found a Catholic church. So they stayed there- and I got a job in the Oakwood Orphanage. You know how I love children," Maria smiled, taking another bite into her cone.

"So you won't be a nun?" he asked, somehow in a relaxed tone. "Yes," Maria replied.

Georg ate the last of the ice cream and pulled Maria closer.

Maria audibly gasped. Her heart was pounding.

"You?" she managed to mutter.

"Well, I've managed to move most of the money to my American bank account, bought a house, and enrolled the children to school," he said.

"That might've cost a lot," Maria commented.

"Well, yes. I was happy we won't be broke in America," Georg chuckled. Maria chuckled as well.

Maria then looked up at him. She admired his eyes, his jawline, his nose, his lips. Why did she even think of leaving the von Trapp villa when her home was really with them? When her Captain was there? Yes, her Captain. She wants him to be hers. And she wants her to be his.

Why hadn't she seen it earlier? Months ago? Why hadn't she seen how much she loves him?

She washed those thoughts away. Her mind then drifted to the time they saw each other in Innsbruck.

"Uh...Georg?" Maria said. Georg looked at the woman he loved, his heart now beating at the look on her face and the way she just spoke his name.

"Yes?" he replied, fighting the urge to kiss her right there and then.

"In...Innsbruck, well, why didn't you run to me?"

He felt a churn in his stomach. The way she said that, well...was possessive. Like he was hers. He felt another churn at that thought.

"I...uh...well...I was in a state of shock and...well...I...well I was-"

Maria touched his hand.

"You were feeling like your were glued to the ground?" Maria said.

"Hmm-mmm," he said.

"I felt that as well. When I was about to go to you- actually run to you, Father Gregor called me," Maria said. Georg was now caressing her hand. That sent shivers down her spine.

"I figured that."

By now, they looked so intimate. He was happy this part of the park wasn't crowded.

"Well...Maria...I want to tell you something," Georg said. "And what is that?" Maria said.

"In...Switzerland, I...uh...well...saw you at the buffet."

"And you let go of that as well?"

"No! I...was about to say your name and then you grabbed toast and went off."

Maria broke away from him and eyed him.

"What?"

"Well you could've asked which room I was," Maria said. Georg glared at her.

"Are you insane? That's is totally improper!" he said, breaking away from their intimateness.

Maria folded her arms. Her head tried not to, but her mouth:

"Admit it, Georg, you wanted to go to me." Maria blurted out.

"I did! I really, really, want to! But...well...I don't know! I was prioritizing the children and...and-"

"In the train station to Italy. I thought I saw you."

"You didn't think you saw me. I was there!"

"Then why didn't you go?"

"You think that was easy? I wanted to push through the crowd and grab you there! But I can't leave the children!"

Maria closed her eyes.

"Maria?"

Maria hugged him. Sobbed. Nuzzled her head to his neck.

Georg hugged her back instantly, kissing her forehead.

"Why didn't you go to me?" Maria sniffed.

"I...couldn't."

"How?"

Georg closed his eyes. He didn't think it will affect her this deeply. He did want to. But in their state, with the threat of the Germans even though the Anschluss hasn't even started yet, and with seven children, he couldn't.

Georg just hugged her tighter.

"I wanted to. I wanted to go to you so bad. But no. I couldn't leave the children all alone. There might be Germans after me. The safety of the children-"

"Shut up."

Georg was surprised at her sharpness.

"Are you upset I didn't go to you?" he said.

Maria nodded, still sobbing.

He broke away from her, wiping her tears. Like the first time he kissed her forehead.

"Well, I'm here. I'm here with you. And I'll never let you go again. I love you, Maria."

Maria stopped sobbing. She stared right at him. Georg leaned closer.

"I love you, Maria," he repeated, staring into her eyes. He wanted her to know that. And finally she knew. Finally he wasn't a coward. Finally he wasn't too slow. Finally he told her how he really felt about her.

Maria just closed her eyes. Georg lost it. Taking her action as a go signal, he kissed her. Right there and then.

The kiss was chaste, yet it spoke about the love he held for her; and her for him. Maria responded to him almost instantly. Her hands were now rested on his chest, and Georg's were cupping her face. He broke away.

"I love you too," Maria muttered. Georg smiled. The fear pf the rejection was gone. Happiness poured over him- God, he was so overjoyed. His smile just kept widening and widening, his eyes twinkling, his breathing going faster, his stomach somersaulting- these feelings were too good to be true. Maria just looked at him with a smile.

He stood up and carried her bridal style.

"Georg!" Maria chuckled.

He crashed his lips onto hers again. Finally. Finally he could do this to her. Finally he could relish these moments with her. Finally he could express how much he loved her.

Maria responded to the kiss, her left hand on his chest an he right around his neck. She could now be his. And he could now be hers.

They broke away and Georg put her down, gazing into her eyes.

Georg suddenly chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Maria asked.

"Well, minutes ago we were arguing over me not going to you when we saw each other. I didn't know that affected you deeply that you cried. And now we're here," Georg smiled.

"What's funny about that?" Maria said curiously.

"The reason you cried. You look so cute," Georg said, smiling.

"Georg von Trapp!" Maria exclaimed. Georg laughed and kissed her cheek.

"Don't get mad, darling. You do look cute. And beautiful. And angelic. And-"

Maria kissed his cheek.

"Thank you," she said, smirking. Georg smiled.

He suddenly thought of something. He doesn't want things to get too fast. He wouldn't want to scare her.

"Err...Maria?" he said, scratching the back of his ear. Maria looked at him questionably.

"Well, I, um, well I wanted to ask you something," he said. Maria raised a brow. "And what is that?"

"I...um...don't want to make things fast...so...uh..." Georg stuttered, looking left and right and scratching the back of his ear.

"What?" Maria said. Georg smiled sheepishly. Maria rolled her eyes.

"Well...uh...I just wanted to ask if you want me to court you first before being officially...um...together? You know, buy you flowers, write you a cheesy poem, sing to you by your window, kiss your hand, stuff like that," Georg said, now rubbing the back of his neck. Maria chuckled.

"No."

Georg blinked. "No?"

"No, because we were practically in the courting stage back in Austria. So no. You won't court me," Maria explained. Georg gave her a small smile.

"So...you're officially my girlfriend?" he said. Maria chuckled again and nodded.

Georg smiled at her, took her hand and kissed it. Maria laughed.

Georg let go of her hand, chuckling.

He checked his watch.

"Are you done with work?" he asked.

"Well, yes. I just have to return these papers back to Oakwood then I can go home. I guess I forgot about it when I saw you," Maria said, winking.

Georg chuckled- and then realized the interruption he did to her work.

"Was that urgent?"

"No."

He sighed in relief.

"Alright, let's go. I wanted to...well...spend more time with you," he said. This time it was his turn to wink.

They took the papers and made their way out of the park.

"Why will you go home? Shouldn't you be staying there until...well, four o' clock?" Georg asked.

"Well...in the morning I am assigned to be a teacher, then I will have a break for four hours and then come back to help take care of the children," Maria explained.

"Oh. Why do you have a break, though?" he asked yet again.

"That I don't know yet. When I applied I was lucky enough. But I know the teachers there in Oakwood do have a four-hour break," Maria said.

"So...if you're a teacher, what are these papers for?" he asked again.

"I was just sent to get these papers from another building just across the street, then I can go home. These papers...I don't know for what they are for in the orphanage, but they told me that there was no hurry, so...those precious forty-five minutes with you back there was worth it," Maria said, smiling. Georg chuckled. "Oh you," he said, smiling.


Once they arrived at the orphanage, Maria & Georg went to the front desk and place the papers there.

A slim African-American woman with long wavy black hair wearing a dark cream formal dress looked at Maria.

"Hey Jean. I'm sorry it took long. I bumped into someone on the way," Maria said in fluent English. Georg was surprised by that.

"Oh, that's no problem. But wait...that's who you bumped into? O-ho-ho," Jean said with a mischievous look and a smirk.

Maria blushed. "I...well...I can go now, right?" she said, embarrassed.

Jean smiled. "No. Not until you tell me who that man is," Jean said. Georg stepped forward, putting an arm around Maria and smiled at the woman.

"Well, I'm her boyfriend," he said proudly and in English for Jean to understand. Maria blushed harder.

"Oh my God Maria! You never told me you had a boyfriend!" Jean exclaimed laughing.

"Jean! Keep it down!" Maria said. Georg chuckled.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop. You, what's your name?" she asked.

"Georg," he said.

"Keep her," she winked. Maria blushed again and Georg chuckled again.

"Let's go?" Georg said. Maria nodded, still blushing. He hugged her and rubbed her shoulders. He chuckled. "It's okay my love. It's okay," he said in English. Jean started to laugh again. Maria broke away and slapped his chest playfully.

"Alright, alright. But you still look cute," he said still in English. That got another playful slap. Jean chuckled. The couple walked out of the building.

"Georg! Why did you do that?" Maria exclaimed, now in German, still blushing.

"What? I just wanted to see your reaction. And I have no regrets," he said, chuckling.

"Georg!" she whined. "Could you try and stop driving me crazy?" he teased. Maria blushed harder.

Georg laughed. "You still drive me crazy," he said. Maria nudged his arm. "Ow," he said, rubbing his arm.

"But to admit, I didn't know you were that fluent in English," Georg said, changing the topic. "I studied it back in college," she replied. Georg smirked.

"So...where do we go?" Maria said, changing the topic.

Georg rubbed his fingers to his chin.

"How about...I show you where we live?" Georg said. Maria looked at him weirdly.

"What?" she said. Georg chuckled.

"I wanted to show you. And maybe you could wait for the children. Your break is until 4:15 PM?" he said. Maria nodded. "Their dismissal is usually at 3:00 PM. They'll be happy to spend time with you."

Maria smiled at him. "Oh, that would be wonderful Georg! I missed the children so much, and-"

Georg chuckled. "Your welcome, Maria. I do know how much you miss the children," he said. "And besides, staying there would be much better than spending some dollars at a café," he added.

Maria took his hand and checked his watch- 2:01 PM.

"Well, let's go!" Maria said.


Soon enough, they arrived. Georg went to the guardhouse with Maria.

"She needs a visitor's pass," the guard replied when Georg asked of she can go inside the village.

"Sure, no problem," Georg said. The guard pulled out a laminated paper with a clip that says "Visitor's Pass" and has a number. The guard gave it to Maria and Maria clipped it on her shirt.

"Thank you Sir," Georg said. The guard tipped his hat and smiled. "Any time," he said. The couple walked out the guardhouse and went off to find the new von Trapp house.

The two were walking, admiring the village. It was a nice village- it has a serene atmosphere, and the houses were uniform in looks.

"How do you identify your house?" Maria asked. Georg smiled at her. "There are numbers on the doors and on the mailboxes. Our house number is 027. Somewhere near here- oh wait, there it is," Georg said, pointing at one of the houses. They made their way there. Georg grabbed the key under the carpet and turned around to wink at Maria. Maria just smiled and rolled her eyes. Georg put the key into the doorknob's hole, twisted it, and voila, the new von Trapp house.

They both entered, Georg beaming proudly and Maria in awe of the structure.

"This is beautiful," Maria said. Georg smiled. "Not as beautiful as you," he said. He recalled as he remembered thinking of that back at the old von Trapp villa. He watched as her cheeks reddened and her lips formed a sheepish smile. This woman is driving me crazy- all the time.

He sighed. "So, how'd you like it?" he asked.

"It is very wonderful. Maybe ten times better than my apartment," Maria said, looking around like an amazed child in a museum.

Georg chuckled. "Ten times better? Well then, let me give you a tour," he said. They took a look around the house, from the living room to the dining room and to the balcony, and then to the rooms.

"There are four rooms in this house," he said. "Three for the children-" he pointed at the rooms- "and one for me."

Maria nodded. "I suppose it is the same as their arrangements before?" she asked. "Yes, only Liesl is with Louis and Brigitta," he said. Maria's tummy suddenly growled. Georg looked at her with a wide smile on his face, chuckling. "Best I tour you into the kitchen and grab something to eat?" he teased. Maria bashfully smiled, blushing at the unlady-like manner she'd shown him. Oh well, I've shown him a lot of unlady-like manners, she thought to herself as she followed her boyfriend to the kitchen.

As they arrived to the kitchen, Georg got some bread and squared thin cheese and turned on the stove. He grabbed a pan and put it on the fire. Maria wondered on how bread and cheese would satisfy her tummy.

"Whatever are you cooking?" Maria asked. Georg smiled back at her. "Grilled cheese," he said, putting butter on the bread and then putting the buttered side of the bread on the pan. Maria was now curious. "Grilled cheese?" she asked, standing up and walking to him, watching his ministrations. Georg just continued to cook. "Yes, grilled cheese. I learned it from one of the children. Kurt, specifically," he chuckled. "They got it from school. At first, I wondered, 'How would you grill cheese'? I've decided to research about it, tried to cook it, and once I tasted it- it was very delicious," he said. He was now almost done, just waiting for the bread to toast properly. Once it was toasted, he grabbed a plate, put the foreign food on the plate, and cut it into half. He turned off the stove, put the pan and the other tings used to cook the grilled cheese in the sink, and washed his hands, and put the finished product on the table. Maria looked at the "grilled cheese" curiously.

Georg offered her to sit as he did. "Go on, try it," he said as he took his half. He bit into it and was satisfied of the delectable crunch of the food. Maria heard it, and decided to take a bit as well. "Mmm, this is good," Maria said, delighted. "Told you," Georg said, taking another bite. They sat there, eating and talking all the while.

"Maria?" Georg said. Maria looked at him. "You live in an apartment right?" he said. Maria nodded, chewing on her food. "Well...I just thought...how about you move in here?" he said, drumming his fingers. Maria then just looked at him.

"Move in?" she said. "Yes. I maybe could, help you pack and arrange the papers for you to live here with us. Like the old times," he said, smiling his signature half-smile at her. Maria just smiled back.

"Well, sure," she replied, flattered. After what happened, she was happy. She felt obliged to do tha. IT was her open window of finally seeing the happy smiles of the children every day again and...especially see his face every day. Her smile went wider at the thought.

"Then it's settled! Maybe I could start helping you tomorrow? Oh, and I could also give you a ride to Oakwood later," he babbled enthusiastically. Maria chuckled at that.

The clock struck 3:56 PM and a door banged open. Their two heads looked to where the sound came from, hearts beating from nervousness. What was that?

Immediately they heard children's babbles. They calmed. Georg suddenly jolt up from his seat and put a finger to his lips telling her to stay quiet. Maria nodded. He came to her.

"Let's suprise them," he whispered. Maria smiled. "You go behind me and then we slowly go to the living room, after, you hide at the potted plant later," he whispered again. They did that, and upon arriving the living room, Georg was greeted by his children.

"So, how was school?" he said. The children told them their achievements and all. He smiled at them. "That's nice. Well, I have a suprise for all of you," he said. He turned to look at Maria, and she happily got out from her hiding spot. All the children were shocked, seeing their Fräulein back. Immediately they crushed her with hugs. Maria smiled.

Georg watched this sight. It was beautiful. All of them were happy again. No more stress, no more sadness. He stared into the eyes of his Maria.

You always will be mine, summer love.

THE END


A/N: Hello everybody! The final chapter of summer love is finally here! Hooray! I'm so, so sorry it took long. I hope you all liked it, and do leave a review! Thanks so much!