Disclaimer: Umm… do I look like Gregory Maguire? I can promise you I don't! Therefore, I don't own Wicked. Damnit! How do I get out of this one?

Summary: I don't have a husband. I won't have a child. I don't have a best friend. No one to rely on any more. No one to love. So much for my happy ending. Short oneshot.

A/N: Glinda's POV. Please R and R

So Much For My Happy Ending

Here I am, staring out of my window, watching the rain falling outside. Drip… drip… drip… I wipe my hands across the glass, clearing a gap for me to look through. A glimpse of green makes me think that I've seen her. A smile flashes onto my face.

But it isn't her. It's just the lightening showing up the Emerald City. This is my home now. I am the leader of Oz. I don't have my husband – well, fiancée – or my best friend. They've left me behind to go on without them. I don't know if I can.

Seeing her for the last time was both good and bad. I was delighted to have the chance to tell her that I forgave her, to tell her that I was happy for her. To tell her that she would be safe if she listened to me. Delighted that I got to see her before…

It was horrible because… Well, I knew it was for the last time when she told me that she was limited. I was able to say goodbye to her, but she didn't know how much it cost me to stay strong for her. For the first time I had to be the strong one. I had to comfort her. She buried so much inside that green skin of hers that she struggled to let it go. When she lets… let herself go, she was out of control. That was why she kept it all inside her.

I have risen beyond everything I dreamed off, but at much too high a cost. I've lost Fiyero, Doctor Dillamond, Nessarose, the Wizard (to some extent) and Elphaba. I would happily return to the moment with the Grimmerie and warn her not to do anything. Then everything might be the same.

I would love to return to that day in History class when that writing was on the blackboard. I wish… I wish I hadn't written those words. Animals should be seen and not heard. It was only because he had annoyed me so much on the way to Shiz – when we were on the train. And Pfannee egged me on. And Shenshen. And Milla.

That shows so much about me now. I wouldn't dream of doing something they told me to do. I wouldn't allow myself to be encouraged by their antics. Elphie was the best friend I ever had – the only one that mattered – and I let her go.

I know she said it wasn't my fault, that it couldn't be helped, that this was her fate. She said that her soul was rotten. She never believed in souls, until then.

So much for my happy ending. I don't have a husband. I won't have a child. I don't have a best friend. No one to rely on any more. No one to love.

I've always wanted a happy ending. A happy house, someone who loved me, who cared for me. A best friend who I could share everything with, a best friend who I could share those happy memories with.

So much for my happy ending.