Leonie1988: I had a feeling that Elphaba's miscarriage would cause Fiyero to finally see the light. It's not that he didn't care, so much as that he didn't know how to respond.

AnOreoForElphie: Yes, the name 'Lyle' made a return from "The Defination of Us"

Elphaba hurried back to her room and closed her bedroom door behind her. She had to process what just happened. Fiyero had seemingly sought her out and wanted to talk to her. More specifically, he wanted to apologize to her. On one hand, she was glad that Fiyero was reaching out to her, but on the other hand, she was weary of the prince's actions. Why was he suddenly trying to talk to her? He must want something. What other reason was there for him talking to her?

Sighing, she walked over to her bed and laid down. She reached under her pillow for her mother's bottle, then remembered that it wasn't there. She had been doing that at lot since the miscarriage. She pulled her hand out from under her pillow and curled into a fetal position. She wondered what would be going on at Shiz right now. Dr. Dillamond would be giving a lecture about the Great Drought, while subtly throwing in about how Animals are loosing their rights, Madame Morrible would be preparing her students for their sorcery final exam, Professor Bolic would be writing a complex equation on the board that he knew no one would be able to solve (and muttering under his breath as he explained it, Elphaba remembered with a small smile), and she would be one of the handful of students who would be acing all of her classes with flying colors.

A knock interrupted the green girl's thoughts and she quickly sat up. "Come in."

The door opened and Amalie appeared. "Hi, Elphaba. How are you feeling?"

"Alright," Elphaba shrugged, motioning for the queen to come in.

"Have you eaten today?"

The green girl blinked. "Does water count?"

Amalie smiled softly and shook her head. "Would you like a sandwich?"

Elphaba was about to say no when her stomach growled. She looked up sheepishly at the queen before nodding. "Okay."

Amalie offered her hand to Elphaba and the two women walked out of the room and into the parlor. To Elphaba's surprise, two plates of sandwiches were on the table, along with two glasses of milk.

"I had hoped you would say yes and join me," Amalie smiled as she pulled a chair out for Elphaba.

The green girl smiled as she sat down and began to eat. She was surprised at how hungry she was when she finished the sandwich faster than she expected. After eating, one of the maids appeared with a platter of chocolate chip cookies and Elphaba and Amalie happily helped themselves.

"Thank you," Elphaba said as Amalie walked back upstairs with her.

"For what?" the queen asked.

"For… everything."

Amalie smiled softly and hugged the green girl closer. "You're welcome, Elphaba."

The next day, Fiyero walked down the long hallway to Elphaba's room, hiding something behind his back. She had moved back into her old guest room since the miscarriage, which now made the prince a bit sad, but even more determined to earn her trust. He knocked on the door and stepped back, hoping she would answer. Sure enough, he heard footsteps from the other side and Elphaba opened the door. She immediately stiffened at the sight of him and Fiyero had to fight a frown.

"Hi," he said softly.

"Hi," Elphaba said, sounding very guarded.

"I… have something for you."

Elphaba blinked. "What is it?"

The prince revealed what he was hiding behind his back and Elphaba gasped softly. It was her journal. She looked up at the prince.

"I… I want you to have this," Fiyero said, avoiding her gaze. "I… I'm sorry for the way I reacted before. It's just… it's a long story."

"It must mean something to you," Elphaba said softly.

The prince shrugged. "Not really. It's just an empty journal."

Elphaba noticed the prince fighting tears. "I… If it means this much to you, I won't take it. You obviously don't want me to have it."

"No… it's not that. It's…" The prince paused. He couldn't tell her about Lyle. At least, not yet. He knew his brother would want him to give Elphaba the journal, so he had to let go. "I really do want you to have it."

"You're sure?"

The prince nodded. "I am."

Elphaba looked at the journal again before gently taking it from the prince's hands. "Thank you," she said, smiling softly before stepping back into her room and closing the door behind her.

The prince felt as though a load was lifted off his chest. He realized that that was the longest conversation he had with Elphaba that didn't involve name-calling or yelling. Feeling slightly proud of his accomplishment, he walked away.

Elphaba stared down at the journal in her hands. What had caused Fiyero to have a change of heart about it? It obviously meant something to him, but she couldn't pinpoint what. Did it belong to someone he knew? If so, what was he doing with it? It was empty, and it didn't look like any pages had been ripped out. Pushing her thoughts aside, she sat down and began to write her first journal entry.

Fiyero had a change of heart. I don't know what caused it, but at the same time, I do. He's going out of his way to be nice to me. No one's ever done that before. I don't know how to feel about it. I want to enjoy it, but I can't help being weary of his intentions. He must want something. Whatever it is, I just wish he would tell me.

Elphaba placed her pen down and rubbed her eyes. It was still light outside, and she knew dinner would be ready soon. She was hungry, but she hadn't eaten a meal with the rest of the royal family since the miscarriage. One of the maids came up to tell her that dinner was ready and asked if she wanted her to bring it up.

"I'll eat downstairs," Elphaba said.

The maid hid her surprise very well and simply curtsied to the princess before hurrying away. Elphaba took a deep breath before walking out of her room and down to the dining hall.

"Elphaba," Raal said, sounding surprised as he looked up and noticed Elphaba in the doorway.

The prince smiled softly and Amalie looked up. "Elphaba, you decided to join us?" she asked, smiling.

Elphaba nodded and walked in, taking the last available chair, right next to Fiyero.

"Hi," he said softly.

"Hi," she said back, giving him a weak smile before directing her attention back to her plate.

Fiyero smiled a bit. He managed to talk to Elphaba a bit during dinner. He noticed that she avoided topics like herself and her family, but talked a bit about her time at Shiz. Once dinner ended, Elphaba excused herself to her room, as usual, leaving Fiyero alone with his parents.

"Fiyero," Amalie said as Fiyero excused himself and made to leave.

"Yes?"

"Thank you," Raal smiled.

The prince blinked. "For what?"

"For trying to get along with Elphaba," Amalie smiled softly. "She really needs more people caring about her, especially now."

"We're very proud of you, Fiyero," Raal smiled.

The prince smiled back. His parents were proud of him. He hadn't heard them say they were proud of him in a while. "Thanks."

The king and queen nodded and watched their son leave. "He's starting to grow up," Raal said softly.

"Yes," Amalie agreed. "Yes, he is."

It was late that night, and Fiyero found that he couldn't sleep. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong. He tried everything he knew to try and fall asleep, but nothing seemed to work. His brain didn't seem to want to turn off. Finally, he gave up and decided to walk around the castle. Maybe walking around would make him feel more sleepy. As he was walking, he heard the sound of someone crying and quickly went to investigate the noise. He followed the crying to Elphaba's room and slowly opened the door. He found the green girl curled in a fetal position, sobbing in her sleep. The prince quickly went over to her and climbed into her bed before wrapping his arms around her. Elphaba unconsciously tried to thrash out of his arms, but then Fiyero began to sing a soft lullaby.

"Doré sommeil embrassent vos yeux, sourires vous attendent quand tu te lèves. Dormir, joli bébé, ne pleure pas. Et je vais chanter une berceuse."

Elphaba seemed to calm in his arms and the prince smiled before singing the second verse. "Cares savez-vous pas, par conséquent, dormez, tout sur vous une montre je vais continuer. Sommeil, jolie chérie, ne pleure pas, et je vais chanter une berceuse."

Elphaba seemed to calm down immensely and slowly opened her eyes. "F-Fiyero?"

"Yeah," the prince whispered.

"What are you…" She trailed off. "I'm sorry I woke you."

"You didn't wake me. I couldn't sleep. I was walking through the castle and I heard you crying. Are you alright?"

Elphaba nodded. "I'm fine."

"Elphaba, you were sobbing in your sleep. Something's wrong."

"It was just a nightmare. That's all."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really."

The prince nodded and brushed strands of raven hair away from her forehead. "Do you want anything else?"

Elphaba shook her head and slowly began to turn away. Fiyero got the message and moved off the bed. "Goodnight, Elphaba."

"Goodnight," was her whispered reply.

The prince slowly made for the door, hoping that Elphaba would call him back at the last second and ask him to stay with her. He paused for a few seconds at the door, but when she didn't call him, he turned around and saw that she was already asleep. He had made some progress; he would just have to keep trying.

Yes, the Fiyeraba is slowly coming together. And we'll see Glinda and her reaction to all of this soon. Reviews are fantastic!

Song Used:

"Golden Slumbers" (A lullaby) The English translation will be in the next chapter.