This is strange...Is this thing on?! Ahhh writers block, the time to escape from your everyday reality.

"Good Newssssss!"

The cheers of the Ozian's were louder than ever, even after the many weeks that had passed. It had been a long celebration for the 5th anniversary commemorating the death of the Wicked Witch of the West. Some believed it would never stop. Some were fine with that, a terror that had threatened their land for so many years was finally erased from their lives by the uncleanliness of her very soul.

Yet through those lies the tired blonde felt the cheers would never end; in her mind it was never the Wicked Witch with a soul unclean. It was the very Ozian's that had turned their backs on the green girl all those years ago. They were the ones with souls so unclean the fresh rain that was beginning to fall should melt them in their tracks ruining such celebration.

It was cruel for the blonde to think of such a thing, but given what pain she was currently in she could simply care less. Her goodness had been drained for the day and her tired emeralds lost some of the brightness from the days busy schedule and lack of sleep.

Kicking off her heels she managed to get to her bathroom. Looking in the mirror she felt a slight cringe cross her lips. Her makeup obviously had been slightly smeared due to her wet eyes, that held back tears almost to perfection. She could keep the tears from falling but not her makeup. As she was about to begin cleaning off her face, the woman noticed the pain that was spreading from her side. The small spots of blood were beginning to grow rather quickly.

"Lovely….at least you wait till now."

With a huff she had managed to unzip the back of her dress despite the growing pain. Her body tired as the stress of the day fell to the floor with that of her dress. Standing in her corset she saw the blood was largely stained on the white material. The stitches had come undone yet again. She could not remember how many times she had restitched herself over the past few weeks, nor did she care as long as no one were to see the wounds that covered her petite body.

"You just love giving me issues…" She muttered to the wound hoping for once her magic would cooperate with her. It sadly had yet to stop feeling like something had block her magics way of understanding what she wanted to do.

Glinda began to shiver feeling a slight breeze suddenly rush through her chambers. Looking out of the bathroom she could see the door to her balcony was opened from the wind that begun to pick up outside. Quietly she fought another shiver, her hands closing the door quickly. "I suppose I could use a warm bath…" She spoke quietly wondering if her guards outside could hear everything she said within the protection of her room.

"Really? You are still talking to yourself?"

The voice pierced through Glinda, as if the bullet from Fiyero's gun had just found its way to her.

It couldn't be…

Glinda refused to turn around, she would not turn to find the room still empty, just her alone in the darkness of her masquerade. "Glin, please turn around…Look at me."

The voice called again, this time it shook. The curiosity ate at Glinda like a ravenous animal. Over the past few weeks she had believed to have heard the voice but knew it was nothing but her imagination hopelessly wishing.

"Don't start…" Glinda begged herself before turning fully around to face the nightmare her darkness had created. Once her eyes saw what was standing before she felt the need to scream, but her voice had lost all means of operation.

The Green woman looked the same just as before she died. She did however look a bit healthier. Her cheeks slightly fuller with weight. Not many would know this but Glinda of course would having known her for so long.

"Glinda, I know you probably hate me. But please before you say anything let me explain. We couldn't let you know…Fiyero didn't even want me to come in the first place. But I couldn't keep you in the dark. It wasn't fair to you."

Glinda stared for a long time at her supposedly melted friend. Her mind did not connect to her body, was she scared at the fact her friend was standing right in front of her, or angry?

It didn't matter, her hand swung colliding with the green girl's cheek. It was so hard it stung Glinda's hand enough causing her to cringe. The green woman however did not loose her footing, she stood tall expecting the slap.

"Glin" Her voice was soft, careful, "Do you feel better now?"

The blonde turned away quickly her arms covering her stomach as her eyes burned. She didn't know what to feel, but she couldn't escape the bit of happiness under all the pain that came with seeing her best friend.

"S-slightly." She spoke feeling a hand on her shoulder; turning her around to look at the green girl again. The touch caused more burning within her eyes. She was alive…She was really here.

"Elphaba…" Glinda couldn't resist it, her arms wrapped tightly around Elphaba's waist as her friends wrapped around her. "You stupid..stupid green bean I thought you were dead!"

"Shh Glin, you need to keep your voice down."

"Does it look like I care!" She whispered harshly, "You have no idea…I hate you but I am too relieved to know you are alive." Elphaba smiled softly, "And you still can't come up with a better come back? Aren't you sick of calling me a green bean?"Glinda shook her head loosening her grip on Elphaba.

The Green Witch smiled a little pulling her best friend back so she could look at her clearly as she turned on one of Glinda's bedroom lights. What she saw was horrifying; her best friend was thin, maybe thiner than her, her body was covered in healing bruises, some looking like blood vessels had been popped especially on her pale shoulders.

"What. Happened?" Glinda said nothing, attempting to walk in the bathroom but the green woman blocked her path.

"Glinda. Who did this?"

Elphaba was not going to let her get away without an explanation. Glinda shifted on her feet, feeling them dig into cool floor boards.

"Elphaba…it's what happens when you try to confront your past. Can I please get properly dressed?"

"Not until you tell me what in the hell happened to you? And why is your corset have a giant blood stain on it?" Elphaba watched as Glinda was about to speak, however a cry in the connecting room alerted both women. The blonde simply sighed, "Give me a minute.." Slipping past Elphaba, Glinda slammed the bathroom door shut leaving the green witch studded. It wasn't a moment later that the Ruler of Oz exited her bathroom and made her way into the attached room. "Are you coming? I should have checked on her the moment I came through the door…"

Elphaba could only stare in shock witnessing her best friend walk over to a small crib, little hands reaching up yearning for attention. "Aw what is it?"

Lifting the small bumble in her arms Glinda rocked the little baby, calming it's cries instantly. "Shh I'm here. It's okay."

"Glinda.." The Good witch turned to look at her friend, whose jaw if it were possible would be on the ground. "Yes? I have a child, is that so strange to you?"

"When you are aren't married yes! You have never announced you were seeing anyone." The witch hissed trying to keep her voice down.

"Oh so you do keep tabs on me don't you Elphie?" Elphaba rolled her eyes stepping closer to her best friend and the little girl in her arms.

"Of course, apparently I wasn't paying close enough attention.." There was a slight pause, "No, you didn't…." Glinda grew hesitate, looking down at her little girl. For a moment the little baby's eyes opened to stare at her mother, before looking over to Elphaba. The Green girl watched as the little hand reached out to her with an innocent smile.

"She likes you.." Glinda said happily, "I knew she would…" Elphaba shrugged nervously, children were never her thing, she did however feel a bit of relief knowing her best friends child wasn't afraid of her yet.

"She's beautiful Glin.." Glinda nodded with a smile, however it only lasted for a moment as a thought rushed through her head and the pain in her side alerted her to the reality that was her life. The blonde felt her mask crumble at her feet as she started to sob. Elphaba's arms wrapped around her carefully. The sobs could be heard through the palace, but only Elphaba heard the horrible secret slip off Glinda's tongue.

"She cursed me Elphie…She took him away and cursed me."

"She as in Morrible?" Elphaba's tone turned deadly; Glinda nodded trying to control her sobs.

"When I had her locked away in the South stairs she was muttering something as the guards took her away. I ignored it..t-thinking it was nothing. Until…Until I had my baby. It was just after she was born…" The green witch had never seen Glinda so heartbroken, it was beyond painful.

"Glin, what happened, please you have to tell me."

"I just had our baby, they just put her in my arms…a-and…he was one the ground..my fiancé was on the ground d-dead. No one knows how …or what caused it. But for some reason, I couldn't help but think it was her. She had to do this." Elphaba was silent urging her best friend to continue even though she knew it would only make Glinda upset; she had to talk about it.

"I went to her while the baby was sleeping, she to-told me it's what I get. I ruined everything for her that day, I did not listen. So….she cursed me, … She refused to tell me a-anything else, she simply s-said I would never see my child become like me. Elphie what does that mean…I'm so scared, I already lost him I can't loose…" Elphaba hugged Glinda a little tighter to silence her before she became frantic.

"That's why you look like this… you were so angry, you went into the cell to hurt her…like she hurt you." Glinda nodded trying to prevent herself from hyperventilating

"We will find a way.." Elphaba said trying to not only persuade Glinda but to also convince herself. Curses were an entirely different when compared to the grimmerie. The spells in that book could not be reversed, but was there a way to reverse a curse?

Another chapter coming soon, hopefully you don't see me as such a cruel human being by the time this is done.