This is my first fic so… here it goes. Set in Oz a year or two after Elphaba faked her melting.

Well, here's my first prologue

I do not own Wicked or any of the characters of Wicked

Glinda the Good never felt safer or more comforted than when she was in the arms of her love. Her lovely, beautiful, green-skinned love. Yes, she was green, but lovely none the less.

The reason being that she was in the arms of her beautiful girlfriend (whose name matched her in beauty) Elphaba Thropp, is that Elphaba was trying to take the pain away from her blonde beauty's heart. Both were on the floor, the smaller of the two sobbing and rocking with sadness. The taller and greener of the two just held the other and rubbed her back soothingly.

Yes, Glinda and Elphaba were unquestionably both female, and both unquestionably in a relationship together (not something overly supported in Oz). But, none the less were deeply in love with each other and couldn't care the slightest what anyone else had to say. And they were both very happy in their love.

But even with their love for each other and the happiness brought in tow, there was still a matter that brought sadness in their lives and more often than not, tears to Glinda.

They both wanted a child. But needless to say being that they were both female, one couldn't impregnate the other. And through countless hours of research (mostly done by Elphaba) they came to the conclusion that there was no spell that could grant them their wish. They went to many adoption centers, but none wanted to give a child to a same-sex couple. So, with no option, and no magic they were utterly at a loss at what to do.

They both longed for a child so badly that it brought Glinda to tears quite often. Elphaba, (being the stronger of the two) comforted her love the best she could all the while reassuring the petite sorceress that they would find a way to have a child. But unbeknownst to Glinda who shed tears without control, Elphaba wished to do the same, but couldn't risk it for she didn't need burns on her face causing her even more pain, and of course she had to be strong for her love.

There was a knock on the door. Glinda instantly quieted her sobs.

"Lady Glinda? Miss Elphaba?" a man's voice came from behind the door.

"Yes," Elphaba replied, not wishing the man to come into the room.

"A Captain Cherrystone is downstairs for you both,"

"Tell him we will be down soon," Elphaba said.

She waited until she heard the footsteps walk away and towards the stairs leading to the main entrance.

"Well, we better go see what he wants," Elphaba said. Glinda just looked at her with pitiful eyes begging Elphaba to stay and console her.

"My Sweet, we can't stay up here while he's down there being ignored. How will that makes us look?"

Elphaba and Glinda were the two most important women in Oz. Glinda ruled Oz; she was named Emperor after the Wizard made his grand exit via air balloon shortly after the "melting incident" which her lover had previously staged.

It was quite an elaborate plan, Glinda as well as all of Oz would still be fooled into believing that Elphaba (although named The Wicked Witch of the West during that time) was still dead, melted by a farm girls bad aim with a bucket of water. If the love between the two hadn't been so strong the plan would've work absolutely perfectly. But, it was indeed too strong and soon after the incident happened, Elphaba started to long for Glinda. Soon, the two were reunited and then began the start of what became the world that the two lived in now.

"Since when do you care about what people think of you?" Glinda asked through her sobs.

"I don't, I care what people think about you," Elphaba said and looked into Glinda's eyes with as much love as she could.

"Oh Elphie!"

Using her love's pet name (that only she was allowed to use), Glinda embraced her lover and sobbed harder at the thought of how much Elphaba loved her. She was careful not to let her tears fall onto Elphaba's skin. Even though Elphaba had fooled Oz into thinking she had died by water, this did not change the fact that she was still allergic to it, deathly allergic even.

"Come now my sweet, we can't keep him waiting. Let's just see what he wants, then, once he's gone we can spend the day just being together… Does that sound like a good idea?"

A nod against the green-skinned woman's shoulder was all the response Glinda could muster.

"Come on, let's go," Elphaba encouraged.

That's my first prologue, please review. I'm new to this, so any advice, critiques, or even opinions are completely welcomed and appreciated.