Okey dokey…here is chapter 7 for you guys. It doesn't get better for poor Emeraude in this chapter and that is all I'm saying for this chapter. So I will stop talking and let you read on. So Enjoy!

Chapter 7

Emeraude is staring listlessly at the floor moving beneath her bare feet. She isn't even registering that she is being dragged down a hallway to who know where. The green skinned woman still can't comprehend that she actually was born with her skin a deep, emerald color. Emeraude thought it was just a trick because of the potion she was forced to drink but that woman revealed even more shocking things to her with a crystal ball. Everything she has known her entire life has been a lie. Her mom lied to her and left her in the dark this entire time. The good witch never told her that The Wicked Witch of the West is her other parent and living in disguise as her mom's personal servant. The betrayal stung deeply that it just made the green woman numb to everything around her. Her other mother was there the whole time but still nobody cared to say anything to her. Emeraude could understand not telling her when she was a small child but damn it she isn't a little kid anymore. She is an adult and could handle it if she heard it from her mom's mouth but no, she heard it from some stranger that kidnapped her. Emeraude gives a sharp exhale when she is suddenly pushed into a room and a door slams behind her. She gives an oof when her back hits the cool ground with a loud smack.

"Ugh….never gentle are you guys?" Emeraude says out loud to nobody while she just keeps lying on the ground. She has no urge to get up off the floor at all. The green woman just doesn't give a fuck right now and rather just wallow in her pain. Emeraude gives a soft sigh while looking down towards her chest to see strands of raven colored hair splayed across her chest. She reaches over and grabs a few locks of her hair. Her eyes watch the dark locks fall right back onto her body. The raven haired beauty's lips start to turn downward into a frown at seeing how dark her hair is now. She isn't even a natural blonde, like her mom, anymore. She pounds a fist on to the hard ground with her nostrils flaring in anger. This is complete bullshit.

"I want to be a blonde again!" Emeraude starts to whine while now staring up at the ceiling with fire starting to appear in her eyes. The depression is starting to turn into anger. A hotness is spreading from her chest and is traveling fast to the rest of her body. She grits her teeth as her fist makes contact onto the hard floor yet again. How can her mom do this to her? Why couldn't she have said something a long time ago? Emeraude doesn't know if she can be able to forgive her for this. The green woman blinks her eyes when a slender hand suddenly appears before her. Emeraude watches beautiful, alabaster skin disappear under deep, red short length shirt. Shoulder length, blonde hair with natural highlights fall partially hiding the face but it doesn't hide the probing, grey colored eyes.

"I thought you could use a hand on getting up since you haven't moved since you appeared." The blonde woman says in a very familiar voice. Emeraude moves her body away slightly when she realizes it's the woman who gave her the potion and who told her who her other parent is. The blonde straightens up revealing a small but slender nose and nice, pink plump lips that look highly kissable. The green witch mentally shakes her head at that thought because this woman is the enemy. She looks back up to see the woman straighten up as she gets out of her crouching position she has taken next to the young witch.

"You're probably curious as to what my name is. That is all you are going to get from me as all other information is very private plus I can't have you running of to your mommy about what group this is." The blonde says while putting her hands on her hips and a smirk forming on her face. She is enjoying all of this very much. She might have to rough up Emeraude in a little bit, don't want her to get off so easy with just the mental anguish she needs to send a message to Elphaba. Nobody is safe especially her own daughter.

"I'm Christine." The woman reveals her name to Emeraude finally. Christine watches the gears turn in those lovely, green eyes. It's clear that the green woman is trying to figure out if her name seems any type of familiar to her. Now, if she hadn't kidnapped Emeraude at this point and time the blonde would have asked her out on a date, show her a real good time. The time right now is an unfortunate for her to do anything. Maybe if she isn't the daughter of the Wicked Witch of the West then this would have turned out differently. Emeraude would be in her bed, writhing in pleasure all the time. The fire in those lushish, green eyes start to rise up and it makes her flesh break out in goose bumps. She loves a person who has that special fire in their personality that nobody could take it out. Her pink lips to a crooked smile and puts a hand to her right hip. The blonde will try and see if she can extinguish it tonight as it seems it will take more than telling her who her other parent is.

"That name sounds familiar." Emeraude says to her with her eyes moving backing and forth in thought. She is trying to remember her time in Shiz and her history class that she took because the raven haired beauty remembers hearing that name before. Her eyes widen is shock when she feels lips suddenly cover her own. The green woman breaths sharply through her nose when an arm slowly worms its way under her back to grip her left shoulder. Emeraude is so confused at the moment that she isn't registering that she is being kissed by Christine and that the blonde is pulling her up into a sitting position. Her mind projects Crystal's face over Christine's the longer the kiss goes on. She will make it out of here just to finally break the ice with the captain of the Gale Force. Her hands ball into fists and brings one of them to make contact with jaw of the woman kissing her. Christine gives a loud grunt of pain as her head snaps back in sudden pain in her jaw. The blonde is seeing stars while clutching her already bruising jaw. Who knew that Emeraude actually packed a powerful punch? The raven haired beauty sees the dazed woman still recovering from her packed punch and quickly gets to her feet to scramble towards the door. She is now thankful for the military training her mom made her do when she turned eighteen just in case she ever got into a fight and couldn't use her magic. Emeraude is breathing heavily as the door is getting closer to her; she could put her training into good use by beating up the guards while escaping. The green woman is already planning on what she is going to yell at her mom, or rather moms now, when she gets out of here. Her green fingers grasp the cool handle with triumphant glee in her eyes. A sudden tightness wraps around her throat when Emeraude starts to turn the handle.

"Ugh!" she gasps out as the pressure gets even tighter on her wind pipe and making it harder for her to breath. Her heart starts to get heavy when she can't hold onto the handle anymore and is force to let go when her breathing gets very raspy. She grips the arm that has a choke hold on her throat and tries to pull the appendage away so she can breathe again. That soft giggle enters her ear when Emeraude tries her attempts to break free from the hold. The edge of her vision is starting to turn black telling the young witch that she doesn't have much time before she becomes unconscious.
"Oh…you can't leave me just yet." Christine whispers into her ear before loosening her hold on the slender, green neck just so that Emeraude won't faint on her. She figured that the green woman would try to do and something like that so she made sure she recovered quickly to get her back. Emeraude gives a deep inhale of much needed breath the second she feels the tight hold lose its grip just enough for her to get air but not be able to escape again. Christine gives another one of her evil giggles as she reaches for something that is resting on her right hip. She bites her bottom lip at the thought of what she is going to do next. The blonde can't wait to start this part of the plan. Christine shifts slightly with a soft moan. Her blood pressure is slowly rising and her pupils dilate till there is only a very small ring of blue around her pupils.

"Ugh…Fuck you bit-"Emeraude starts to spit out those curse words when a sharp pain hits the middle of her stomach. She grunts and bends over slightly as the pain gets worse. The green woman looks down at her stomach and swallows hard at seeing the hilt of the dagger sticking out from her stomach. Is this the other part of the plan, to kill her? Emeraude tries to shakily reach for the hilt to pull it out but hisses in pain a pale hand quickly grabs it and twists it around. The pain shoots up her body until the young witch can feel it in her fingertips. She has never felt anything like this before in her life. She bites her bottom lip as tears slowly roll down her face at another shooting pain goes through her body. Emeraude understands now, Christine isn't going to kill her but make sure she suffers before she lets her go. It's going to be a warning to whoever sees her that they mean business. Emeraude is pushed hard to the floor with the dagger being pulled out of her at the same time. The green woman's head hits the ground with a hard clunk while her arms automatically go around her bleeding stomach. Her vision is swimming when she looks up to see Christine slowly walking towards her with a sadistic grin on her face and the bloody dagger in her hand. Green eyes widen as the dagger starts to descend onto her. Emeraude gives a mental scream to her mom when the tip of the sharp weapon penetrates her skin again.

'MOM!'

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Glinda is running towards the bathroom, in the middle of the night, bumping into items scattered across the room and clutching her stomach. She was woken up from a deep sleep with a sudden pain stemming from her stomach and very quickly it made her feel sick, to the point of where she needed to throw up. The blonde witch stumbles into the darken bathroom to only fall onto her hands and knees. Her stomach starts to heave with dry retches coming out of her mouth. It's going to come up very soon and she needs to find the toilet. She starts to crawl towards where she knows the toilet is because she didn't have time to turn on the light. Glinda's hand bumps into a cool porcelain surface that goes up.

"Oh thank oz…"Glinda says in relief when she feels that it is indeed the toilet so she can empty her stomach. She quickly pushes up the lids and starts to heave up her supper she had tonight. As the acid burns the back of her throat the light to the bathroom flips on and a concern looking Elphaba is standing in the doorway of the bathroom.

"Glinda, my sweet what is the matter?" The green woman says with heavy worry as she pads her way over towards the still retching blonde. Glinda's bottom lip is trembling when she finally pulls away from the porcelain life saver and sits back on her feet. It felt like a bad case of morning sickness but the good witch knows it isn't. The nightmare of Emeraude being tortured is still fresh in her mind. Her stomach gives a sickly gurgle at the image of that dagger being plunged into her daughter's soft stomach. She gives a jump when a warm hand gently touches the back of her sweaty neck and affectionately rubs the warm flesh to bring some time of comfort. Glinda's breathing starts to slow down at Elphaba's touch and the sickness in her is ebbing away but not even her lover's touch could take away those horrific images. Elphaba keeps doing the circles on the back of the good witch's neck, waiting patiently for lover to speak up.

"I...I saw images of Emeraude being tortured and I could hear her crying out for me. The pain…" Glinda's voice trails off as she clutches her stomach at the phantom pains still making itself known. She gives a silent wince when the fingers making circles suddenly grip her flesh in a tight grip, the nails digging into her skin. The good witch is pretty sure this is the thing that Elphaba didn't want to hear about. Glinda wants to put it in the area of just being a nightmare but the images and pain she felt on her body, it can't be a coincidence. Tears start to roll down her face at what she realizes. This is happening, in real life, to their daughter.

"Elphie…." Glinda manages to choke out through her emotional pain and tears. She just needs to be held by Elphaba right now to try and make it go away. The green woman snaps out of her anger filled haze at these words before quickly kneeling down and wrapping her long arms around the lithe body of the good witch. She holds her very tightly and close to her body to bring comfort to her crying lover. Glinda buries her face into the warm neck while wrapping her arms around the thin body in an iron embrace and a trembling body. Elphaba gently coos in her ear while running her fingers through the soft, blonde locks.

"We will get her back alive. I promise." The green witch whispers her promise before closing her eyes and letting her own tears silently fall down in grief.

Yeah….poor Emeraude she got it bad in this chapter but it is all necessary for the plot of the story. The next chapter will be a semi happy chapter, I promise! Anyways I will see you all in the next chapter. Until then!

DWK