Hello lovely and beautiful people!
This is just a little something I wrote a while ago when I had "Little Fall of Rain" stuck in my head.
I hope you enjoy it and feel free to leave a review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Wicked or Les Misérables.
There's no place like home. She said it to her sister once, when she came back, on the run, seeking for help. Home… it has always been a strange concept for her. What was home? The place where she was treated like a servant? Only there to look after her sister? Or was University home? A place where she was teased and mocked constantly? But also a place where she had one… well two real friends. She never really knew. Maybe home was the Animal hideout she stayed in… the Animals accepted her, respected her maybe even liked her. But can you really call it home when you have to live in fear of being discovered any second? Is it home when it could be blown up when you're sleeping?
No home really wasn't an easy thing to describe. And yet… laying on the cold stone floor of the Kiamo Ko courtyard, the rain pouring down on them, her head against a prince's chest, Elphaba Thropp finally felt at home.
Fiyero Tiggular looked down at her, smiling softly but his eyes betrayed him, they showed the despair and pain he felt.
"Yero… it's okay… It doesn't hurt", the young witch coughed softly.
They both didn't expect to be found again so soon. They just prepared to leave Oz when the Gale Force came back storming the castle. Elphaba was quick to unarm them with a short spell, but she wasn't fast enough. Before she could say the last word a deafening shot had rung through the castle and the green girl collapsed on the floor. Satifsfied with their work and terrified by what other curses the witch would cast the soldiers retreated a minute before Fiyero came running down the stairs.
That was about thirty minutes ago.
A single tear escaped his eyes as he tightened his grip carefully.
"D-don't leave me, Fae… I can't lose you! I l-love you too much!"
She started singing softly, seeing the sun peeking through the rainclouds.
"The skies begin to clear and I'm at rest. A breath away… from where you are… I've come home, from so far."
Fiyero gently stroked her raven hair and leaned down to press a soft kiss on her forehead.
"Shh, I'm here, I won't leave you!"
Her smile widened a little and she took his hand, holding on in to it.
"And rain will make the flowers…", her eyes widened a little and flew up to meet his for the last time, before her head dropped to the side and she stopped moving.
"…grow.", the prince finished her song and held her close, his tears mingling with the last drops of rain.
Did I mention I was in an angsty mood when I wrote this? No... I'm sorry. I hope you liked it anyway:)