Behind Closed Doors

Okay so I got this idea while staying up last night for New Years, and I don't know why this came to me. But I got a good idea for a story. It's about Glinda in the years after Elphaba and Fiyero's deaths. I know that there are a TON of these out there, but I wanted to put my own spin on it. It's a mix of musical and book. Thanks to slytherinslut13 for her help. Hope you all like it. If you don't just tell me! Read and review please.

Enough of the long author notes.

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"Glinda, dear, come out please" called out Lord Chuffrey as he tried to get into his wife's room at the Emerald City Palace. His wife, Glinda the Good had been in there for most of the day due to an 'illness' as she called it but he was not buying it. She was not sick, but he could not get her to come out of her room. She had locked her door, and forbade anyone to come in no matter what. He could not figure out what was wrong with her.

Ever since they had been married which had been right after the departure of the Wizard and the arrest of Madame Morrible, Glinda had at least one day where she would lock herself in her room and not talk to anyone.

No servants would be allowed inside, and not even her husband. She claimed that it was just a day of meditation for her mind and soul, but no one close to her believed that. Everyone though that she had finally gone crazy, reached her breaking point, but the next day she would be perfectly fine. It baffled her physicians and doctors to no end as well as her husband. Ever since Glinda had taken charge of ruling Oz, and yes it was she who ruled not Chuffrey, she had to be shape and had to be healthy mentally. It was on these days that Chuffrey and the rest of Oz feared for her sanity.

Inside the room, Glinda could hear her husband calling for her, but she ignored him. She had been sobbing silently for the past six hours, and was not about to be disturbed now. This was her ritual as strange as it was this was how she coped with Fiyero and Elphaba's deaths. She devoted one day to them, and she spent it alone. Crying, sobbing and feeling utterly guilty were all she did that day. It was not the meditation day that she had told the citizens of Oz.

She was now lying down on her bed, clutching Elphaba's green bottle and Fiyero's engagement ring that he had given to her years earlier as sobs racked her body. It had been two year since their deaths and she still could not get them out of her mind. She still cared about them.

She held up the bottle in the light, and examined it for the millionth time. She couldn't believe it when she found out that Elphaba's father had been the Wizard. She had kept the bottle as a reminder of Elphaba. The engagement ring however was the only thing that she had left of Fiyero, and so she kept that. When she married Chuffrey, the servants had gotten rid of most of Fiyero's things and only the ring remained. Glinda hid it, and only took it out on days like this.

Her blonde curls were wet from having her tears fall on them and they stuck to her face. Her eyes were puffy and red, but still pretty with that beautiful blue color. Her lips quivered like rose petals blowing in the breeze.
One could say that she looked tragically upset and beautiful.

She heard Chuffrey call her name again, and still she ignored him. She was not in the mood to be bothered, and he of all people should know to leave her alone.

Glinda sat up, and once again tortured herself by replaying the last time she ever saw Elphaba again in her mind.

Glinda entered Kiamo Ko in a hurry. She knew that the Witch Hunters would be here soon, and she had to warn Elphaba. She clattered up the steps to the highest tower where Elphaba was, and burst through the door to find Elphaba trying to get Chistery to talk.

Elphaba turned and saw Glinda.

"Go away," she commanded coldly.

Glinda, a little hurt, did not back off, "They're coming for you!"

"Go away!" screeched Elphaba, her patience lost.

"Let the little girl go, and that poor little dog too, Dodo," begged Glinda taking a few steps closer to Elphaba with caution.

Glinda then took a breath, "I know you don't want to hear this, but someone has to say it… you are out of control I mean, they're just shoes let it go! Elphaba, you can't go on like this."

Elphaba whirled on her, her black skirts flying, "I can do anything I want. I am THE WICKED WITCH OF THE WEST!"

She was interrupted when another flying monkey came in with a letter, "At last!" exclaimed Elphaba taking the letter from him and she looked at it, "What's this? Why are you bothering me with this?"

But then she reads on, and Glinda came down the stairs fully in anticipation of what was written in the note.

"What is it?" asked Glinda, "What's wrong?" Suddenly it clicked, she weakly croaked out, "It's Fiyero, isn't it? Is he-?"

Elphaba's face paled, and she faced away from Glinda.

"We've seen his face for the last time," she said calmly.

Glinda nearly collapsed at the thought, and cried out, "Oh no!"

"You're right. It's time I surrender," said Elphaba looking at her and grabbing a bucket of water from the floor and put it near the trapdoor to the cellar.

"Elphie… Elphie, what is it?" asked Glinda, suddenly confused and scared at her friend's actions.

"You can't be found here, you must go," Elphaba commanded motioning to the corner of the room that was hidden in the shadows.

"No," argued Glinda standing her ground.

"You must leave," strained Elphaba looking at her.

"No, Elphie I'll tell them everything!" begged Glinda not wanting to lose her best friend as she had just lost her ex fiance.

"No, they'll only turn against you!" pointed out the Witch.

"I don't care," admitted Glinda, who really didn't.

"I do! Promise me, promise me that you won't try to clear my name, promise?"

Glinda sighed, her throat tightening, and her eyes clouded by tears, "Alright, I promise. But I don't understand…"

Glinda was pulled out of her memories by her door being suddenly rammed down by the soldiers of the Gale Force. Surprised, and quite angry with them for ruining her ornately decorated door, she jumped up, wiped her tears away and scolded them.

"What is this? What is this? If a lady wants to be alone, she has the right to do so in the privacy of her room without the thought that her own guards would disrupt her by knocking down a very pricy and architecturally stable door! Now tell me why you have broken my door and disturbed me?"

The Gale Force saluted her politely, and she eyed them warily. None of them spoke until their Commander, Commander Cherrystone came in and saluted Glinda.

"Lady Glinda, my apologizes about your door but we have more pressing issues at hand that could not wait until tomorrow," he said staring at her.

She wiped her eyes, and stood up straight and looked at him evenly in the eyes, "I am Your Ozness to you Commander. And I understand that there were issues to be addressed, but knocking down my door was not the most polite way of asking me to come out of my room. Next time, knock," she retorted as sweetly as she could but with a bitter edge to her words.

A moment passed, and Lady Glinda put her hands on her hips, "Well what is the pressing matter that you needed to talk to me about?"

Cherrystone sighed, and looked directly at her.

"The ex-Press Secretary, Madame Morrible has…. escaped Your Ozness," he said looking down at his feet in shame as he finished talking.

"Escaped?" repeated Glinda in disbelief.

"Yes, Your Ozness. She has escaped from Southstairs. We have no idea where she has gone."

Glinda swallowed hard, and thought, "Well then. We must catch her before something terrible happens. Send out a search party at once, and inform every town, city, and village that she has escaped. Someone is bound to see her. With the clothes she wears it's not hard to miss her," muttered Glinda under her breath, "And I want a new door made for me by tonight. Do you all understand?"

The Gale Force nodded, and saluted her as they left the room.

Chuffrey came into her room after a moment of silence, and Glinda hastily had to hide the bottle and ring in her pillowcase to avoid him from finding it.

He put his arms around her, and she smiled up at him.

"Don't worry Glinda, she'll soon be back at Southstairs," he said kissing her cheek quickly.

Glinda nodded, but remained silent. She knew how dangerous Madame Morrible was, and was quite terrified to know that she was now not in Southstairs.

If only Elphie was here, thought Glinda glumly as she kissed Chuffrey back.

"Something wrong?" asked Chuffrey noticing that her face had paled quite a bit and she looked almost faint.

She blinked, and shook her head, "No, nothing's wrong. In fact, darling I couldn't be happier."

The sparkle came back into her eyes, and Chuffrey's worry ceased. He nodded, kissed her once again and left the room.

"Don't forget that you now have to make a speech that she has escaped now dearest!" he called out as he was leaving.

She thanked him, and sat down at her desk.

She twiddled with her tiara that was always placed in her curls, and straightened out her light green dress. She looked a fright, and after applying some makeup she looked like Glinda The Good.

Then she got word from her councilors that the speech was ready, and she went to go announce to the rest of Oz that Madame Morrible had escaped.

As she stepped out onto the balcony that overlooked the Emerald City, a dazzling smile replaced her earlier sobbing lips, and her eyes gleamed with a certain sparkle. She looked out into the crowd of Ozians, and she smiled lightly. Then she started her speech:

"Fellow Ozians, I have some terrifying news for you all. You all know that two years ago I arrested the ex Press Secretary Madame Morrible for her crimes and conspiracies that still remain under speculation. I have now gotten word from the guards at Southstairs that she has escaped. But not to worry, fellow Ozians. As long as you keep your eye out, and keep your family safe, the Gale Force will take care of the rest. But if you do have any information regarding her please let us know, and you will be rewarded. I do hope that no harm comes to our great Oz, and I hope that this criminal will be captured as quickly as we can. Dear Ozians, I pray for your safety as well as I hope you pray for mine. Thank you."

The Ozians all murmured thanks to Glinda, and she retreated back into the Palace. Her husband came over to her, and kissed her.

"That was just what needed to be said," he praised and she smiled at him in return.

With that, she walked away back into her room and Chuffrey was baffled that just a few hours ago Glinda was locked up in her room and would not speak to anyone, and now she had just given a speech with all smiles. But here she was now, smiling at everyone like nothing had happened.

Chuffrey knew that one thing was clear to him:

Women really did confuse him.

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