Elphaba sat at the kitchen table, deep in thought. She felt awful. Her stomach churned and teased her. She had already been sick once that morning, and was hoping that she wouldn't get sick again.

But her body had other ideas.

Elphaba had caught a glance at herself in the mirror on the wall and saw that she was a very interesting shade of green. It wasn't her usual shade of emerald green that Fiyero loved. This shade was a mix between emerald and seasick.

Yet even though she felt awful, she was happy.

Happy and scared.

Happy, because she had recently found out that she was pregnant. But she was also scared because she was going to have her first child, and she was worried that something might go wrong, or that the body of the child might turn out green, like hers. But even after all these thoughts, the thing she was mostly worried about was Fiyero. She hadn't told him yet and she was terrified by how he might react. The two of them had talked about kids, but never to the point of "let's-start-a-family-now" or even in the next few months. Yet here she was sitting at her kitchen table, trying to figure out a way she could tell Fiyero.

She didn't know if he would be happy, angry, nervous, scared, confused, joyful. She didn't know, but she would soon find out. She had found out three days ago that she was pregnant, and she would tell him today.

But first, she knew that she needed to clean herself up.

She looked really bad at the moment and didn't want Fiyero to jump to bad conclusions.

"Just breathe and relax and tell him," she said to herself. "It will be all right." She put her hand gently on her flat stomach.

Just then, Fiyero came into the kitchen area before Elphaba could get a chance to clean up. She was still trying to fight the urge to be sick right then and there.

"Good morning, love," Elphaba said happily as Fiyero came in. She was still in a wonderful mood, even in her current condition.

Fiyero stopped dead in his tracks when he first looked at his wife. The loving voice shouldn't match up with the person sitting in front of him. He looked at Elphaba and sudden fear, concern and panic came to him.

Elphie was sitting there looking like death. She looked like she would throw up at any moment, and she had a light, cold sheet of sweat on her forehead. Her color wasn't the normal shade of emerald-ish grass that he had fallen in love with. It was paler and more dull-looking.

He quickly rushed over to her, grabbing her hand and touching her forehead for a fever as he said, "Elphaba, what's wrong with you? You look sick. Are you ill? I need to take you to Lady Merna immediately. Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you, my love!"

"Oh, great," Elphie thought, "I guess I have to tell him now. I knew he would jump to conclusions. Well, I have to admit that I look pretty awful. Okay, I have to tell him."

"Fiyero," she said as calmly as she could. "I'm fine. I'm…not ill."

"Don't tell me that you're fine, Fae. I can see it with my own eyes. You are not well!" Fiyero said loudly, getting a little angry that Elphie was trying to pass this off as nothing, when clearly, it was something. "Elphaba, please tell me," he begged while he held his face close to hers.

"Fiyero…I'm…" she started to say, but then, she knew that she was going to be sick again, and no matter how much she tried to not to think about it, mind over matter didn't win.

Elphie leapt out of Fiyero's arms, and rushed to the bathroom. She was quickly followed by Fiyero, who crouched down next to her and held her arms and hair as she threw up. This lasted for a few minutes and then, as she lifted her head to look up at him, Fiyero could see that she actually looked a little better.

The two of them sat there for a moment on the cold bathroom floor, and then Elphaba stood up and walked to the kitchen to get some juice to rinse out her mouth. Elphaba looked sick, yet she looked fine. She seemed happy enough at the moment even after just being violently ill.

As Fiyero stepped into the kitchen, he noticed that Elphaba was smiling at him. He had never been so confused in his life, and this was counting the time he had been the brainless scarecrow.

He started to slowly walk over to Elphaba, as she held out her hand for him to come to her. Her smile grew even bigger when their hands connected.

Fiyero pushed back a few pieces of Elphaba's hair from her face when he asked, "Elphie, tell me what is going on. Please, I want to help you." Then he leaned in and kissed the side of her cheek, and then whispered once more in her ear, "Tell me."

Elphaba moved her head so that she could look her husband in the eye. She sighed, and then started speaking.

"Fiyero, I want you to remain calm, and look at all the angles of what I'm about to tell you. I want you to know that I'm happy and, even though we weren't expecting it, I'm happy about it."

Fiyero looked confused and said, "I still don't understand, Fae."

Elphie became very serious and said, "Fiyero, I'm pregnant."

The two of them just stood there for a moment. Fiyero looked into Elphaba's eyes, and saw many different emotions. He didn't know what his own eyes were showing at the moment. All he could think was, "Elphaba's pregnant. We're going to have a baby. We're going to have a family. This is so…."

Elphaba watched while her husband contemplated her news. She started talking once Fiyero looked back into her eyes. "Fiyero, please don't be scared or angry. I know we didn't talk about this much, or plan this, but I want to have this baby. I love you, Fiyero, and I…I…" Elphie was starting to lose it; she didn't know how to continue speaking. Fiyero continued for her.

"Elphaba," he said in a very serious, but loving tone while pulling her closer to him, "I'm not mad. I am scared, but I am not mad. Why would I be? Yes, I know we didn't plan this, but this is so wonderful. I've always wanted to have a family with you, and now it's finally going to happen. So don't worry. I am here for you, and I am not going anywhere. I love you." He spoke every word with confidence.

Elphie was calming down as fast as she had gotten riled up. Fiyero still loved her, and that was all that mattered. She smiled while saying, "Oh, Yero. I love you, too. I can't believe that this is all happening, but I'm also scared. I don't know what to expect."

"Well," Fiyero said with a small chuckle, "we'll be scared together. I'll be here for you and for the baby. We might not know what's going to happen, but we will hope for the best, my sweet. I…I can't believe it."

"Neither can I, Yero," Elphie said while leaning closer to Fiyero. Their faces were just inches apart. Fiyero put his hands on either side of Elphie's waist, and Elphie wrapped her arms around Yero's neck. They kissed passionately for a couple of minutes, letting every feeling of passion flow from their bodies.

They moved from the kitchen to their bedroom, still holding onto each other and not breaking their kiss. They made it to their bed, and let their instincts take over. Nothing could ruin this moment for them. They were so content and peaceful in each others' arms.

Fiyero's hands moved from Elphie's face to her shoulders, and all the way down her slim green body until he came to her waist. Elphie still had her arms wrapped around his neck, and she was kissing her jaw while she twisted her legs around Fiyero's waist. Fiyero kissed her neck and went up until he found her mouth. Her lips were slightly parted and she allowed Fiyero's tongue to slip between her dark lips and enter her mouth.

…..

Later in the afternoon, the two of them were still lying in bed. Neither of them wanted to get up, because they were very comfortable in each others' arms. Elphaba was the first to speak.

"Yero, that was simply…" She stopped, lost in thought.

"Amazing?" Fiyero suggested. He had never had that intense of a connection with Elphie before. They were both at a loss for words. They didn't know what had come over either one of them.

Elphaba rolled over to Fiyero. "That was truly amazing. I've never felt more alive and blissful." As she said that, she kissed his cheek. And even though Elphie had had morning sickness earlier, she felt perfectly fine now. In fact, she felt great. Her skin color had gone back to her normal shade of beautiful emerald, and she no longer broke out in a cold sweat.

Fiyero could tell the change in Elphie's current health. She looked so much better than she had earlier that morning. He wasn't scared for her life anymore, now that he knew what was wrong. But…nothing was wrong. Everything was just perfect, as it should be.

Elphie was so caught up in her feelings that she barely realized that she was sitting up and looking at Fiyero's deep blue eyes. The next thing she knew, he was kissing her. Not in the passionate, heated kind of way, but tenderly and lovingly.

After they broke apart, Elphie smiled and lay down against Fiyero's chest. He wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"I love you, Yero, for everything that you have promised and have done already. Thank you," she said, before she closed her eyes.

Fiyero laughed and said, "You're welcome, Elphaba. And I also love you. But for now, let's get some sleep."

And with that, the two lovers fell asleep in each others' arms, and dreamed happy dreams.