The Grey mountains moved above the dark blue river. At least that's how Elphaba saw it. It had been years since she last saw those mountains, but she never forgot. She wasn't one to forget.

"Phabla,You've been staring out that window for Oz knows how long." Tip's voice broke through the silence. He scoffed when she didn't reply.

"Sorry, it's just-" Elphaba stood up. She started but couldn't finish the sentence. For once in her life, her extensive vocabulary failed her.

"Is it about the decree? I'd love to make an exception but Phabla-" Tip's voice reeked of apology. Elphaba walked towards him, feeling the trains engine beneath her feet.

"No, it's nothing to do with you, it's just-" Elphaba paused once again. She had never been one to share her feelings. "Being back here. I know no one recognized me. how could they? But it all still happened."

Tip was silent, he felt horrible. He hadn't thought twice about bringing Elphaba to Munchkinland. He unlike Elphaba was terrible at remember things.

Elphaba had since walked to the bed in the car and grabbed a book. They had the whole thing to themselves so space was not an issue, and with such a long train ride to the Emerald city, why not have a bed? Tip approached Elphaba and took the book from her hand. She leaned against the cubby the large bed resided in, and signed. Tip didn't bother to say anything. He grabbed Elphaba's chin and tilted it upwards, softly their lips meet.

"Elphaba-" he whispered.

"I'd rather have Ozma at the moment, if I'm being blunt" Tip laughed. He never traveled as Ozma, only ever shifting form after he reached his destination.

"There, I can make an exception." He scoffed. Elphaba was always quick to change subjects when things got too personal, and Tip wasn't one to push. He pulled his shirt off. His dark skin and toned body weren't lost to Elphaba's gaze, but like she said, she wasn't in the mood for that at this particular moment. Light started to flow through Tip. His Broad shoulders became soft. His V shaped back became curved. His relatively straight, short hair grew long and curly, and became almost black. His wide jaw became more narrow and his facial features a tad softer.

(Smut ahead)

"Better?" A soft voice answered. The voice of all of Oz, Queen Ozma said.

"Much." Elphaba said looking into her chocolate eyes, though her gaze started to drift. Ozma's breast were small and her abdominal toned. Her figure was slightly boyish in nature, most likely a backlash of the spell originally used to change her gender.

" it doesn't seem fair. Here you are fully clothed, staring at my half naked body." Ozma whispered into Elphaba's ear. Her hot breath causing a tingle to run through Elphaba's body.

"Well, you're the Queen" Elphaba whispered, with a matter-of-fact tone.

"You're right" Ozma smirk. "As you're Queen, I order you to remove your clothes."

"Straight to the point, huh?"

"Always, why beat around the bush"

Elphaba jacket and shirt were off quickly, her pants followed suit. Ozma at this point was already naked. Elphaba removed her bra and panties rather slowly for Ozma's taste. Elphaba once again leaned back into the wall. Ozma could see the green lines the traced he skin from her wrists to her mid-thigh. She moved her mouth to her neck and assaulted it, at the same time she roughly grabbed her breast. Elphaba stayed silent but her breath hitched.

"Do you know how beautiful you are? I'd say you're the most beautiful girl in Oz." Ozma had started to move her mouth down Elphaba's body as she pulled the girl down, flattening her on the bed.

"You haven't looked in a mirror th-" Elphaba breath drew in. Ozma always knew exactly where to touch her, how to drive her mad. And she did. Ozma was relentless, the same motions over and over, winding Elphaba up and watching her let go over and over. Afterwards Ozma moved back up to Elphaba's face. She kissed her passionately. Elphaba flipped them over, trying to return the favor.

"Don't" Ozma said grabbing her hand. Elphaba gave her a look. She didn't like feeling indebted to her, there was a price to everything, even making love.

"An Apology then, for bringing you her, for forgetting." Elphaba scoffed. She kissed Ozma roughly, causing Ozma to let go of her hand, which then traveled between her thighs.

"You sneaky th- oh Oz!" Elphaba could play Ozma just as well as the girl could play her. Elphaba's mouth assaulted Ozma's breast as her hand roamed her body. It wasn't long before she had the girl moaning in ecstasy. After, the two laid there in silence for far too long, until Elphaba went to the shower. Ozma followed soon after. The two were dressed and Elphaba was once again staring out the window.

"You didn't have too." Ozma had already become Tip again.

"I live to serve my queen- or king" Elphaba said, her attention obviously elsewhere. The two by no means had a romantic relationship. Ozma was as against them as one could be. They were only good friends and, agreed on this manor of sexual relations. It didn't effect there relationship, not as one would think. The two of them had gone, at the longest, a year without even a mention of sex.

"Elphaba, you can't just-" Tip was cut off by a scream from the cart behind them. Elphaba was first to the door.

"Brrr, what was that?" She asked the lion, she'd known him as long as she'd known Tip. He was the only person she would trust to guard them.

"The Vi-vi-nkus royalty who came to the Mu-munch-kinland event is cur-currently in labor, I smell bl-blood" Brrr stuttered through his sentence. Talking was not his strong suit.

Elphaba went back in and grabbed a mirror. With the wave of her hand she could see inside the Vinkus car. The woman was obviously in pain, lying on bloody sheets. The midwife looked worried. Obviously nothing had gone correctly. Two men where at the mother-to-be's side. One was the her husband, the other, possibly her son. Elphaba really wasn't supposed to use her magic; she was still in training and didn't have much control. She had a soft spot for complicated births, after all her sister had been one. She grabbed the small spell book from her pocket.

"in tantis rebus, ut super fortunam, in tantis rebus, ut super fortunam, in tantis rebus, ut super fortunam." Elphaba repeated again and again.

"Phabla, Rain is going to kill you for this!" Tip shouted, not that Elphaba cared. Tip looked back at the mirror. Whatever Elphaba was doing it seemed to be working. Regardless, Elphaba kept chanting her spell, only stopping when both the baby and mother were safe. In the mirror, the woman looked at her baby, she grabbed the child's wrist, only when the mother point it out did Elphaba see the small green mark on the baby. The family looked as if they were about to cry.

"Strong magic leaves marks" Elphaba muttered completely out of breath. She didn't want them to know she had anything to do with the sudden good fortune of the birth. Tip could see the fear in her eyes, it was as if she saw death itself in the mirror.

"Munchkins might hate witches but the Vinkus worships them. The only reason they look like they're going to cry is cause their child has been blessed by a witch." Tip remind Elphaba. Of course she knew this, it didn't make her feel safer though.

The train came to a halt, it seems they arrived.