Chapter 7
It had been months and Elphaba still hadn't returned. The plus side to everything that had happened was, Fiyero and Glinda had convince Melinda that she only dreamed about seeing the Wicked Witch of the West. Also since Elphaba had hit her so hard Mrs. Upland had even forgotten most of what happened in the so called "bad dream."
Glinda and Fiyero then convince her of the lie that they were having a baby together. Melinda was overjoyed, and within the next couple of days left back for home. She did promise to visit again with Galal, Glinda's father, when the blonde witch got closer to giving birth.
In the meantime, Fiyero was doing his best to try to find Elphaba by traveling out into the forest for any signs that she was close by. Every time he found nothing until one foggy day.
That day Fiyero traveled deeper into the forest then he ever did before. He pushed through a thick line of bush and thorns until he came to a small abandoned campsite. The Prince inspected the area and found, by a pile of firewood, Elphaba's hat. Fiyero let out a sob as he discovered the hat was soaked with blood. No other sighs of the Witch, but this hat, could be seen. Tears fell freely from Fiyero's eyes as he thought about all the possible ways why Elphaba's hat was drenched in blood. What hurt Fiyero more, however was what would Glinda think when she saw this.
"Elphaba!" Fiyero shouted, as loud as he could into the foggy forest air. "Elphaba! Are you here?" There was no answer but the sound of a flock of birds flying over head. Fiyero then wiped his tears away before placing Elphaba's hat into a sack and headed back to Glinda.
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Every time Fiyero returned he was quickly greeted by Glinda who longed to go on these searches with the Prince, but since she was more than half way through pregnancy that idea was out of the question.
"Fiyero, please tell me you found something this time," Glinda said, as she met him at the door.
"I did find something but, by the Unnamed God, I wish I didn't find it." Fiyero answered, his voice soft, as he opened up his sack and pulled out Elphaba's hat.
"It's Elphaba's hat! Oh Fiyero finding this is good news!" Glinda exclaimed.
"Looks can be deceiving," The Prince replied, as he showed his hand to the Good Witch. It was covered in blood because of the hat.
"What? No, oh Sweet Oz, no." Glinda whispered.
"To be honest, Glinda, I don't know if Elphaba is alive or dead," Once Fiyero finished that statement the Good Witch fell into his arms sobbing loudly. Clara entered to see her Mistress crying and hung her head in sadness as she began to pray. She prayed that the baby Glinda was carrying was green. So if Elphaba was truly dead, Glinda could always remember her green love.
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After Elphaba's blood soaked black hat was found Fiyero no longer went on searchers for the green witch. He stayed at Glinda's home to comfort her when she needed it. Clara would do her best as well to soothe the blonde woman, for not only her sake but for the unborn child's sake as well. More months went by and Glinda knew that very soon she would have her and Elphaba's baby.
"How are you feeling this night Lady Glinda?" Clara asked, as she helped Glinda out of her clothes and into her nightgown. The blonde smiled and answered by taking one of the maid's hands and placing it on her stomach.
"I can feel the baby kicking!" Clara exclaimed. "Oh, how exciting! Have you thought of any names yet?"
"To tell you the truth I haven't." Glinda replied, as she got into bed with the help from Clara. "My mother, as you know, have given me her opinions on names."
"Oh, yes, I know," Clara said, as she covered the Good Witch with the covers before placing a kiss on Glinda's forehead. "Have a peaceful night,"
"You too," Glinda returned as she watched Clara exited the room. The Good witch then gave a sigh before patting her stomach and closing her eyes for sleep.
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Hours passed and Glinda was off in dreamland when a unknown figure could be seen fly up to the window. The figure gently pushed on the window, and opened it with ease before jumping inside the room. The light from the moon shined down upon the figure to show a green face. It was Elphaba. She had returned.
The light from the moon did more than show a green face however. It also showed the scratches and cuts that littered the Elphaba's face. Not to mention a large scar that started above her left eyebrow, and descended down over her eye and down her cheek. Her left eye seemed not to be harmed though. Her hair was a mess and her clothes were dirty and in some places torn. Elphaba let out a deep breath, and quietly made her way over to her sleeping wife.
With gently movements Elphaba pulled back the covers to see her pregnant wife fully. She was quite far along and clearly showing it.
"Thank goodness I'm not to late," Elphaba whispered, as she ran her hand across the blonde's belly and immediately felt a kick in response from the baby.
Just then Glinda stirred and Elphaba pulled back her hand so it could rest against her beautiful wife's face. The blonde woman moved again and this time her eyes fluttered open. It took Glinda a moment to realize who she was staring at, but when she did know for sure she quickly pulled herself up to a sitting position.
"Elphie? Is...is that you? Are you really here?" Glinda whispered into the night.
"Yes, my sweet, I have returned," Elphaba answered, as she wrapped her arms around Glinda and held her. The blonde returned the embrace just as forcefully, and didn't try to stop the tears of joy that were already beginning to run down her cheeks.
"Elphie, oh my Elphie, you don't know how my heart swells to see you," Glinda replied, her voice weak from all the emotions she was feeling at the moment. "When Fiyero found your blood soaked hat we feared the worst." With that said Glinda pulled away and looked into brown eyes she never thought she would see again. "By Oz, Elphie, what happened to your face? And where did you get that scar?"
"These months without you have been hellish," Elphaba answered, as she let Glinda caress her cuts along her face. She twitched slightly when her blonde wife touched her scar. "I was running and not looking where I was going and a sharp twig cut me across my eye. I didn't think it was so bad until I actually checked the wound out."
"And all these cuts? Where did you get them? And why is your hat soaked with blood?" Glinda asked.
"I have all these cuts because when I heard anything coming my way, when I was in my campsite, I would hide in a patch of thorns. It was painful, yes, but it was safe. My hat was soaked with blood because, well, because of this." With that Elphaba rolled up her sleeve so show large cut on her arm. It was dressed poorly but it did look to be healing nicely. My hat was a bandage before I found better substitution."
"I'm just overjoyed that you are alive." Glinda replied, as she wrapped her arms around her green wife, for a few seconds, and breathed in deeply. Elphaba smelled like wood. She smelled like the trees of the forest. The smell was comforting to Glinda, and then she ran her hands down until they found a place in the green witch's own. Elphaba answered by leaning her head down pulling up Glinda's nightgown and kissing her stomach.
"It seems like our child is almost ready to come into the world," Elphaba whispered.
"I don't want to frighten you, but my mother and father are going to becoming over very soon." Glinda said. "They want to be here when their first grandchild is born." Elphaba nodded her head and shallowed nervously at the mention of Glinda's parents coming.
"How is Fiyero?"
"He is doing alright I guess. I know he will be quite overjoyed to see you." The blonde answered, as she tried to suppress a yawn. "We all have missed you."
"I shouldn't have woken you up. You need your sleep for yourself and the baby." Elphaba replied, as she gently pushed Glinda back down to the bed before cuddling up beside her. The green witch wrapped her arms around her wife's large belly and smiled when she felt their child kick again.
"It's okay, really it is, my heart is fully calm, for the first time in months, now that you are here with me." Glinda said, as she moved closer into warm arms.
"You don't mind that it looks like I got into a fight with a lion and lost?" Elphaba asked in a whisper, her tone sly.
"I don't care. You're mine and you're here and that's all that matters to me." Glinda answered, back into the darkness ending their conversation so sleep could take them.
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When morning came to Oz, Fiyero made it downstairs for breakfast. He passed the livingroom and swore he saw someone sitting in one of the chairs reading and it wasn't Glinda or Clara. He walked into the room and nearly fainted from shock when he saw the green woman. Sure her face was all scratched up and fresh scar could be seen over her left eye but it was Elphaba without a doubt.
"Fae!" He shouted, as he ran up to her. Elphaba placed her book off to the side stood up and met him with a hug. "Fae, oh Fae, you're here! You're alive! Clara! Clara, come in here quick!" Clara ran into the livingroom not sure what all the excitement was all about. When Clara saw Elphaba however, she let out a happy sob and rushed over to her.
"Oh, Elphaba, you're alive!" Clara exclaimed, as tears glistened in her eyes. Fiyero let go of the Elphaba and stood back, so the green woman could take the maid into her arms. "Oh, Elphaba, you're face! Are you alright?"
"Shh, it's okay Clara. No crying, my pretty, it's alright." Elphaba whispered, in a soothing manner. After a few moments Clara was calm, but tears still feel down her face.
"Does Lady Glinda know you are here?"
"Yes, I saw her last night." Elphaba answered, as she kissed the maid on the temple. "No more crying, okay?"
"Yes, Madam." Clara replied, with a grin.
Just then Glinda came into view dressed in her maternal dress. A smile of pure joy could be seen across her face, as she watched as Elphaba was greeted by the two only other people to know that she was alive.
Just then there was a knock coming from the front door. "I'll get it," Clara said, as she quickly exited the room.
"You're son or daughter is almost here." Fiyero said, as he patted the green witch on the back.
"It's an amazing feeling." Elphaba whispered, as she walked up to Glinda, and kissed the top of her hand like any gentleman would when greeting a lady. The blonde witch blushed slightly and opened her mouth to say something but Clara's voice could be heard first.
"A letter for you, you Goodness," Clara said, as she placed it in Glinda's hand. Her face looked worried. It was clear she had an idea who this was from.
The Good Witch let out a sigh and with trembling hands opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. Her eyes read at a fast pace until she finished.
"This is what we all feared." Glinda answered, her voice soft. "My parents are coming to witness the birth of their first grandchild. They will be here by tomorrow."
A/N: Sorry about the delay, guys. I have been super busy.