Disclaimer: Go read ElphabaROCKS story 'The Ultimate Disclaimer.' Also it's kinda ironic that 'I'm Not That Girl' came on my iPod just about now.
A/N: Ola, I'm back. Okay technically I wasn't gone, but still. Okay I got a few PMs saying how did I know about all that medical crap and how did I make it sound so pro... excuse me; for starters, I can't make medical crap sound pro because I hate the world of medicine, anyway, I'm a doctor's daughter. So that answers that. I also realised that I made Morrible look for the Gimmerie twice, and the first time she didn't find it, but the second time she did, so interpret that however you want. Also, I realised that Fiyero never asked Elphaba what happened, but I figured that he'd be too worried about her to care or something like that, you be the judge. We have reached 66 reviews woophie. Props to Hananh for the 66th review this chapter is dedicated to you.
Also i rememeber someone saying that they're brother played Fiyero in wicked. please tell me what happened cause i'd like to know. Pm or review. i don't mind.
I also changed this story's name to Defying All Odds; because I like it better and I think it suits the story better. Extremely long chapter because my last three were really short. Am I forgiven?
Chapter 10
If She knew
I am perfectly content in staying like this, Elphaba thought as she pulled the covers of Fiyero's bed closer to her leaving him nothing left.
"Geez, Fae," he shuddered, "I know you love your blankets, but I'm freezing," pulling the covers closer to him.
"Yeah, yeah," she scoffed, "just because you own the bed doesn't necessarily give you the right to tell me not to steal the blankets."
"Of course it does," he rebutted, "I own said bed."
"Whatever, I'm going back to bed," she said and her eyes closed up until reality hit her like a bucket of cold water, "Yero, what's the time?"
"Uh..."
"That's helpful," she remarked.
"I know I'm incredibly insightful."
She rolled her eyes, "Well," pulling the covers down and hoping out of the bed. The shivers involuntarily went down her spine. Her head had a bit of a headache, but aside from that she was in pretty good shape considering last night's events, "I better get going, I have work to do."
"Oh," he said a bit upset and... disappointed?
"Okay, so I better get going," she said quietly, "thanks for letting me stay."
"The pleasure's all mine," he replied. Elphaba looked at him and expected to find a hint of a lie in there but all she saw was complete honesty and sincerity, "really."
"Okay, bye, maybe I'll see you later during the day," she said and crossing the room to look him in the eye, "I really do thank you for last night," she briefly paused before kissing his cheek and letting her lips linger a second longer than it should have. She genuinely smiled at him and walked out the room.
He watched her retreating figure. You squirm a lot in your sleep.
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Elphaba collapsed against the wall outside Fiyero's room. Her mind was still reeling from the previous night's events. She titled her head back to stare at the ceiling. Her hands were by her side and subconsciously traced the cracks in the floor. She didn't know what to do. Fiyero was so sweet about letting her stay the night and didn't bother to ask her to leave in the morning. She realised that he didn't ask about her injuries, maybe because he was worried about... me? Her mind thought, but then quickly rejected the idea, no, no, no! That couldn't possibly be it. He would be more worried about a dying Cat than me... well maybe not a dying Cat, but you get the point.
Her stomach started doing flips inwardly and her stomach started to constrict. She hand instantly flew to her stomach. She waited for the pain to subside. It didn't and the cramps got worse. She winced in pain. Her eyes shut tightly and she threw up on the floor and collapsed against the floor in front of Fiyero's door.
I hate being pregnant, she thought, I hate cramping and morning sickness and being over emotional. I absolutely hate it.
"Elphaba," Miriam cried as she ran towards her, she dropped to her side and clutched her hand, "what happened?"
"Pregnancy symptoms."
"Oh, well then let's get you back to your room," Miriam said as she gently pulled her up, like a mother figure, "what happened to your head?" pointing towards the bandage Fiyero had put on the side of her face.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Elphaba..." but she was cut off by Elphaba's howl of pain.
"Ow," Elphaba winced in pain again her right arms wrapped tightly around her stomach.
"It's okay, it's normal."
"Remind me to kill Fiyero when I give birth," she said dryly.
"Don't worry I think you'll remember when you're finished giving birth."
"Please don't remind me," Elphaba moaned and held Miriam in a vice-like grip.
"Elphaba!" a new voice called. Elphaba whipped her head around to see who it was. Lyra.
"I'll leave you two alone," Miriam said, "I'm sure you'll be able to make your way to your room."
"Thanks Miriam."
Miriam curtsied and left the site.
"Elphaba!" Lyra said.
"Yes?" Elphaba said rubbing her temples; she had a major headache.
"You okay?" Lyra asked rubbing her shoulder in a comforting way.
"Yeah, just a little headache." That was the understatement of the year, Elphaba thought and groaned in pain again.
"Pregnancy?"
"No, your brother actually."
"What'd he do this time?" Lyra deadpanned and pretended to punch her fist.
"Nothing," Elphaba exclaimed waving her hands above her head to emphasis the point, "that's the problem."
"I don't get it," Lyra angled her head to the side and stared curiously at Elphaba.
"Don't worry it'll take too long to explain."
"Anywho," Lyra said and continued sheepishly, "I was wondering if you'd like to come with me to the Gardens?"
"Um... I wasn't feeling so well but I guess I will. I have nothing better to do."
"Great!" she squealed in a very Glinda-like way.
"I'm pregnant; I don't need to be deaf as well."
"Well, sorry," Lyra said pouting in a child-like way and drawing out the 'o' in sorry.
"Stop acting like a child, that's my baby's duty."
"Fine then," she crossed her arms and pretended to mad at Elphaba.
Elphaba rolled her eyes, "Are we going to the Gardens or not?"
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"Are you serious?" Elphaba asked and nearly toppled over with laughter. Damn hormones.
"Yes, he used to do that when he was younger."
"I can imagine him doing that," Elphaba smiled, reminiscing about a younger boy.
"Yes, but he grew up and became that idiotic philandering boy you once knew in University, but then one day that all changed."
"What happened?"
Lyra looked into her eyes. Her azure-coloured eyes bore into her, her pale skin glistened, her lips twitched into a suppressed smile and her strawberry blonde curls bounced up and down.
"What happened?" Elphaba repeated.
"He fell in love."
Elphaba nearly choked, "So you're saying that your brother changed his philandering ways because he fell in love."
"Yes, well that's what he said anyway and I quote 'I think I'm in love Ly, she's perfect, smart, beautiful and completely different from the airheads I used to sleep around with.' So that was the moment he changed. He started going to classes and he actually tried in University. His personality changed and Father actually noticed. He became more passionate about politics and the affairs of Oz. He started to read willingly and everyone at home noticed, but only he didn't, but I realised that this girl who'd shown him the error of his ways was the only reason he was willing to do all this work. He wanted to impress her."
"What?" Elphaba said she'd zoned out halfway through Lyra's speech about Fiyero.
"Never mind, I was just saying that he changed because he fell in love with a girl at Shiz."
"I think I'm pretty sure who that girl was," Elphaba whispered quietly. A pang was sent in her heart. She knew that Fiyero didn't love her and she tried convincing herself every day that it wasn't true, but now hearing Lyra say that Fiyero changed because of Glinda was absolutely heartbreaking to her. Her mind mused on the thought, while Lyra watched the girl in front of her. The dark chocolate eyes staring at her feet, full of sadness and heartbreak, her ebony curls framing her face and her lips not smiling or showing any form of emotion, if she knew, Lyra thought, if only she knew. Lyra remembered the exact words her brother wrote in that letter.
Flashback
Lyra Tiggular paced the length of the hallway in the kitchen.
'Where's that damned mailman, he's always late,' Lyra thought and huffed and continued her pacing.
"Princess Lyra, your mail has arrived," the mailman said.
"Finally," she huffed and snatched the mail out of his hand.
"You're welcome," he bowed and exited the room.
Lyra shuffled through the letters and tired to find Fiyero's monthly letter he sent her. Her fingers traced the outline of the envelopes before she found Fiyero's letter and opened it. She unfolded the pieces of parchment and it read...
My Dear Sister
How are you fairing? Good I hope, because I have news. I think I've fallen in love. Yes, I've always said that love doesn't exist; I think I'm in love Ly, wait... I know I've fallen in love she's perfect, smart, beautiful I get lost in her eyes and she's so passionate about things that she's inspired me to stop my philandering ways and make an effort at school and completely different from the airheads I used to sleep around with, by completely different I mean completely different like she has the most beautiful emerald coloured skin, I don't really care about it, but she gets teased and ridiculed for it. I mean don't we have a city called the Emerald City? I doesn't make any sense. I wished I could ask her out, but I'm going out with Galinda, I have no idea what I ever saw in her, but I'm going to break up with her once she returns from the Emerald city with Elphaba, yes that's the girl I'm in love with. I hope you reply soon, sorry for the short letter, but I've got homework to do.
Love,
Fiyero
Flashback Over
Lyra turned away from Elphaba; her reminiscing thoughts still on her mind and whispered, "I think I know too."
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"Fiyero," his father said sternly.
"Yes?" Fiyero said not looking up from the masses of paperwork he had to do.
"Why do you want to marry Glinda?" his father blurted out before he could say it subtlety, which was his original plan.
"I beg your pardon?" Fiyero asked bringing his gaze from the paperwork to his father; looking slightly confused.
"Why do you want to marry Glinda?" his father repeated.
"Um..." that was a good question. Why do I want to marry Glinda?
"Why do you love her then?" his father asked.
"Um..."
How could a question so simple stump him? His father wondered, "Thank you Fiyero that's all."
The tension in the room was so obvious. Fiyero had basically said to his father that he didn't want to marry Glinda and he didn't know why he loved her. A father's got to worry about that. Fiyero considered telling his father about the truth. How he was in love with Oscar's Grand Vizier and how he'd made love to her, but a voice in his head advised against it. Are you crazy? Wait don't answer that.
Fiyero didn't want his father to worry about his wedding and why he was marrying Glinda so he decided to lie about it... just replacing why he loved Glinda; like a sister, with reasons why he loved Elphaba.
Harold was about to exit the room when Fiyero suddenly blurted, "She's fiery, passionate, perfect and beautiful. Simple as that and sometime I get lost in her eyes and she's just different from the airheads I used to sleep around with and I love her and that's why I want to marry her."
She's exactly like the airheads you used to sleep around with. Blonde, bubbly, somewhat dim-witted and a glamour girl, Harold thought and had a feeling at the base of his brain that Fiyero was in love with someone else, but he didn't pull him up on it.
"Are you sure you love her?" Harold asked his son he needed to be sure, he loved his son, even though he could sometimes be a heartless prick sometimes, he didn't want his son to enter into a loveless marriage.
"Of course." No way in Oz, or any place for that matter, Fiyero's afterthoughts told him.
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"Today we are looking for wedding venues," Oscar exclaimed at lunch.
"Fun," Elphaba remarked sarcastically to the whole of the room. Everyone turned and glared in her direction, but she shrugged her shoulders and continued eating her salad. It turns out the kitchen staff had remembered she was a vegetarian, but she had a feeling that was going to change soon, because recently she was beginning to get some really weird cravings for foods she didn't even like.
"Elphie, you are coming with me," Glinda exclaimed and hugged Elphaba. Glinda noticed that her friend was gaining weight, "Elphie I see the food in the palace has got to you."
"Uh?"
Glinda laughed, "You're bigger. So I think that someone's eating a little too much," pretending to disapprove. It would have worked if she wasn't giggling like a manic.
Elphaba laughed half-heartedly, that was close, Elphaba thought and relief washed over her, "Don't worry I won't gain anymore weight." Not likely, Elphaba thought.
"You better not Elphie, or who else would be my Maid Of Honour?" Glinda hadn't tried in weeks to get Elphaba to be her Maid Of Honour and she wanted to try again.
Elphaba groaned, "Glin we've been over this, I'm not going to be your Maid Of Honour. Get Lyra to do it!" she involuntarily snapped at her best friend and stormed out the Dining Hall.
"Well that went well," Lyra remarked from the corner she was hiding in.
"Oh hi, Ly," Glinda deadpanned and started stabbing her vegetables with her fork. She was clearly agitated, but not at Elphaba at herself for thinking that Elphaba would actually agree to be her Maid Of Honour. She tried a couple time and they all failed. Then an idea struck Glinda, "hey Ly, can you be my Maid Of Honour since Elphie doesn't want to do it?"
"Of course Glin. Now if you excuse me I must find Elphaba, she seems to be in a mood."
"Sure, just tell her to meet me outside in an hour," Glinda chirped brightly.
"Of course."
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Anyone who knew Elphaba knew that she was a very... tempered person, but when she was pregnant that took things to a whole new level. She was more moody than ever, snapped a lot more and seemed to be more over emotional than normal.
Elphaba crawled under the covers of her bed laid on her side and began rubbing her stomach. Oh shit, Elphaba thought, I've been so busy wallowing in my self-pity that I've completely forgotten about the Animals. Stupid. Stupid. Me.
Her hurried to the library, praying that books she left out were still out. They weren't, and since she pregnant she couldn't reach the high selves and if she climbed on the ladder and fell... the consequences were too dire to think about. No matter whom her child's father was, whether it was an innocent mistake or if it was wrong to have this child on so many levels. She would never live with herself if she killed a living life, even if it was an accident.
Her thoughts eventually drifted off to her sister Nessa, I wonder how she is? The Wizard and his Animal bans, I've got to ask him if he's willing to change them. Glinda, I wonder what will happen if I told her I'm pregnant with Fiyero's child? Fiyero, should I tell you I'm pregnant? Would you push me away or love me? His parents, would they call me a whore, a slut for sleeping with him as a spur of the moment thing? Making love and sex, what's the difference aren't they the same thing? I mean I refer to it as sex, but when Fiyero and I did it he wanted to refer to it as making love, so what's the difference?
"Elphaba?" a voice rang out in the library, "Elphaba?"
"Yes?" Elphaba half-yelled and half-answered at the same time.
Lyra rounded the corner and found the person she was looking for, "Glinda wants to meet you outside in an hour."
"Okay," Elphaba said not really paying attention Lyra and still in her dreamy state.
"Did you hear me?" Lyra asked.
"Yeah, Glinda wants to meet me outside in an hour."
"Okay," Lyra paused, "are you okay?"
"Just thinking about things."
"You could teach Fiyero a thing or two about thinking, considering it's something her never does."
"Oh yes, he does, just when he's with himself," Elphaba said and started to wring her hands together.
Lyra raised one eyebrow, "How would you know that?"
"I don't, I just know he thinks."
"Hmmm," Lyra said and pretended to put on her 'thinking' face, before finally concluding, "Nah, I don't think he does."
Elphaba let out a soft chuckle.
"So," Lyra said and sat ninety degrees from Elphaba, "what were you thinking about?"
"Your brother, my pregnancy, Glinda, The Wizard, your parents, my sister and the difference between making love and sex," Elphaba confessed and leaned back into the chair.
"What's the difference?"
"Wha?"
"The difference between making love and sex?" Lyra asked.
"I don't know that's what I'm trying to figure out."
"I can tell you that," Lyra said and made herself comfy in the armchair, "when you have sex with someone you it's usually just a thing for pleasure or it's with someone you just me. When you make love with someone you've devoted your whole life to time. You wait for the perfect opportunity to make love to them and don't pressure them into it."
"Okay, I think I get it," Elphaba said, "but what if you have a drunken one night stand with a person who you absolutely love but they're taken?"
"That depends," Lyra said, "If they said sex, then they don't love you. If they said make love, there's hope."
"Okay thanks, but I've got to go now, Glinda's expecting me," Elphaba said, but she stopped in her tracks, "Hey Ly, how'd you know all that?"
"I just know," she said a little too bitterly.
"I got to go, Glinda's calling."
"Sure, go for your life," Lyra said.
Elphaba stood up and exited the room.
If you only knew, Lyra thought.
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"Elphie, have you heard?" Glinda asked her as she walked towards the carriage; lifting her skirts and stepping inside it. Elphaba followed.
"What?"
"Fiyero's family is staying until the wedding."
A wave of shock crashed over Elphaba, but she managed to stutter out, "really?" Shit they're gonna notice I'm pregnant.
"Yep," Glinda said cheerily and the two lapsed into silence, "where is everyone else?"
"Who else is coming?" Elphaba asked and yawned. Pregnancy was taking a toll on her.
"Fiyero, Oscar, Lyra and Fiyero's parents."
"Okay, I'm going to take a nap," Elphaba yawned and laid out on the seat in the carriage; her mind drifted to an unconscious state.
"Elphie, you can't take a nap," Glinda whined, but it was too late; considering that her friend was already in the land of sleepy-time. Glinda huffed and crossed her arms.
After what felt like forever... well it was actually ten minutes, Fiyero, Oscar, Lyra, Brilly and Harold finally arrived.
Glinda shushed them, pointing towards Elphaba's sleeping form. They nodded in unison and all sat on the seat Glinda was on, leaving Elphaba to sleep, they were quite squished, so Fiyero decided that he would move to sit where Elphaba was lying. He gently put her head on his lap and continued to let her sleep.
The carriage started to move and head to the first place of Glinda's interest. The Gardens of the Emerald City. Fiyero didn't really care about wedding venues, considering he didn't even propose to Glinda, but he couldn't embarrass her in the public eye. Elphaba stirred a little in her sleep, Fiyero tenderly stroked her hair and forgot about everyone else in the carriage, but it calmed her down immediately.
Brilly, Harold, Glinda and Oscar were confused about how affectionately Fiyero was being towards Elphaba, but they ignored it, Lyra, on the other hand was convinced that her brother truly loved Elphaba, but she was pissed on why he didn't just break up with Glinda so they could be together. Lyra knew that her brother would never break Glinda's heart, but it was so flipping obvious that he loved Elphaba.
How small minded are people these days! Lyra inwardly exclaimed, how anyone could not see that Elphaba and Fiyero were absolutely in love with each other. Lyra let out a huff of frustration and everyone in the carriage gave her an odd look.
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Elphaba's eyes fluttered open and she realised that she was in a moving carriage. Her head bolted upright to find Glinda, Oscar, Lyra, Brilly and Harold staring at her wide eyed. She massaged the nape of her neck sleeping on... wait, what exactly did I sleep on? She panned her head to the right to find a sleeping Fiyero with his head against the window and his mouth hanging open. Elphaba stifled a laugh at the sight, so I must have slept on his lap; the carriage lurched to a stop, sending everyone toppling into the floor.
Fiyero was woken on impact as he crashed to the floor. Elphaba let out a good hearted laugh, only to tumble onto Fiyero. Their legs were twisted together and Fiyero's hands were on her waist; everyone in the carriage was aware of it, except Fiyero and Elphaba. They were quick to split apart.
"Sorry Fiyero," Elphaba said as she climbed off him and back onto the seat.
"It's fine Fae," he said and clutched her hand reassuringly and made her blush a nice rosy tinge.
"Your Ozness, Their Highnesses Brilly and Harold, Crown Prince Fiyero, Princess Lyra, Glinda Upland the Good and Lady Elphaba we have arrived," the footman said in extreme formality.
Oscar headed out the carriage first, then Brilly and Harold, Glinda, Lyra, Elphaba and Fiyero; unknown to her that Fiyero was clutching her waist and guiding her out of the carriage.
She's put on weight, he noted, probably all the food at the palace, but she only ever eats salads.
Fiyero, his conscience scolded, stop looking into too much detail about her, you'll have to live without her one day.
But I don't want to live without her.
You'll have too, one day she'll meet someone and have her own family; like you will with Glinda.
But I don't want to.
You'll have to, his conscience scolded again; it's selfish to keep her with you.
I don't care.
Oh you do. You love her and wish her happiness, even if it isn't with you.
Realisation washed over Fiyero. Did he want Elphaba to be happy? Of course you do you idiot.
"Yero," Elphaba said waving her hand in front of his face, sending him out if his reverie and back to reality.
"Hmmm?"
"You seemed to be daydreaming," Elphaba said as they walked along the gravel path at the gardens. In short the gardens were everything Glinda could have possibly wanted at her wedding. The flowers were extravagant and exotic. They were beautiful and the smell that filled the air was intoxicating.
"I was, but you snapped me out of it," he said, "come on let's catch up with everyone else."
"Have you actually wondered why I'm lagging behind?"
"No not really," he admitted sheepishly.
Elphaba rolled her eyes, "I know Glinda loves her wedding planning and everything, but I'm just not into it, so I'm staying back and smelling the roses. The pun was not intended."
Fiyero laughed, "Well, you'll need a partner in crime."
"Of course, Yero," she kissed his cheek.
"Thank you."
They explored the gardens together and trying to amuse her as much as possible, by doing impressions of old Shiz professors and people who worked in the palace that they both weren't too fond of. Fiyero tried to coax her to do things she's never done like play hide and seek in the gardens like he used to do as a little boy.
"Fiyero, I've never played hide and seek."
He was appalled and the notion, "Well then Fae," he grinned, "we'll have to change that then don't we."
"What are you suggesting?"
"Hide and seek."
"Yero," she whined like a child, "I may have never played hide and seek, but I hardly think that this is the time to start. I'm too old now."
"Nonsense, you're never too old to play hide and seek. I'll start," he said and he turned around and started counting, "ONE! TWO!"
"Yero this is ridiculous."
But was he listening? No, so he ignored her and continued counting, "THREE!"
"Fine then," she huffed, "I guess I'll put up with your childish vendetta."
She walked off and she could hear a faint, "READY OR NOT HERE I COME." She smiled and hid behind a leafy bush, with her green skin it would be hard to find her, but with her black dress on; she was an easy target. She faced the bush and peaked through the leaves to find Fiyero. She felt a presence behind her back, but before she could use any of her self defence manoeuvres, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and whispered, "Found you." Elphaba almost melted. Considering that his arms were around her waist and she could feel his breathing on her neck and it completely turned her own. They stayed like that for a while, until a little girl around four-years-old tugged on her skirt.
"Miss Grand Vizier Lady?" she asked in a small voice; sucking her thumb.
"Yes?" Elphaba asked, detaching herself from Fiyero and kneeling down to the girl's height.
"I'm lost," she whispered.
"Um... okay, would you like some help finding..."
"Mama," the girl said and went into a fit of sobs.
Elphaba rocked the girl in her arms and stroked her hair, "Hey, it's okay. Can you please tell me what your mother looks like?"
"Um... I don't know," and the girl went into a fit of sobs again.
"It's okay; I'll help you find your mother."
The girl stoped sniffing and smiled. Elphaba picked the girl up and instinctively the girl's legs wrapped around her waist.
This was a side Fiyero had never seen to Elphaba. He always knew she was kind and caring, but watching her with children was a whole new experience for him. She understood the circumstances for the girl, talked in their language and most of all she was kind and full of empathy. He smiled; she'd make a great mother. He was snapped out of his reverie once again by Elphaba calling him.
"Yero!"
"Coming!" and chased after her, he finally caught up to her before blurting, "Do you ever want children?"
She stopped in her tracks, "Excuse me?"
"I mean," he blushed, "do you ever want children or to be a mother?"
"Um... I really don't know," she lied smoothly. Well considering I'm already pregnant with your child, I think I'm going to become a mother fairly soon.
"Oh, I just thought you'd make a great one."
"Great what?" she asked as she tightened the grip on the girl.
"Mother, that's all."
"Oh, um... may I enquire as to why?"
"I don't know," he said as he ran his fingers through his hair, "you just seemed so understanding to her situation and you were kind, caring and compassionate. That's all."
"Um... okay," she said confused about the whole idea of her being a mother. Yes she was going to be one in a couple months time, but the reality had never really hit her, "so do you want any?"
"Any what?"
"Children."
"Oh, yes, well considering I have to provide an heir I have to have one."
"So you're only going to have children as an obligation?"
"No," he quickly said, "it's not like that, yes I have to produce an heir, but I just want children out of my free will."
"Okay," the two lapsed into an awkward silence, until Fiyero broke the silence.
"Hey Fae?"
"Yes?"
"If you had children what would their names be?"
"Um... I really don't know, I've always liked the name Ari as a nickname, so I could have used the names Arianne, Arianna, Ariella and Arielle. I'm not so sure about a boy though I think maybe Liir."
"I always thought that Fiyero Jr. would be an excellent name," he joked.
Elphaba's laugh rang throughout the garden, "the poor child would be scarred for life."
"Thanks Fae," he deadpanned, "no, I think that Fay with a 'y' not an 'e' would be a nice name."
"What so you're going to use my nickname as a name for the poor child of yours? I pray for their soul."
"Hey," he retorted, "it's got a 'y' not an 'e' like yours."
"What's it mean?"
"Oh, I means..." he looked sheepish.
"Well?" she asked rather impatiently.
"Faerie Queen," he whispered and her eyes locked onto his. Their hands touched and they both felt a jolt of electricity flow through them.
Elphaba pulled her hand away as if she had been burned, "Um..."
"Sorry about that," he said and returned his attention back to the girl in Elphaba's arms, "Let's find her mother before we leave."
"Yes of course," Elphaba said trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach.
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If you only knew, Lyra mused, if only the two of you knew how perfect you are for each other, she thought as she watched the scene unfold before her eyes.
YAY! You're still with me with this incredibly long chapter. *edibles of your choice come your way* I hoped you enjoyed it. I personally like chapter 9 the best out off all the chapters I have written so far, but this one's close. I won't update for two weeks because I have half yearly exams... yuck and about a million and one assignments to so, PLUS rehearsals. Who this year was going to be hard? Excuse the many errors in this story, it's like 11 at night and I'm really tired.
Larri
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