Galinda stroked my hair and said, "Elphie, it's okay. It's okay. I'm here. Nothing is going to happen to you." I nodded and whispered, "I trust you, Galinda." "C'mon, you need to get up and move." Galinda said.
I nodded and got out of the bed, grabbing Galinda's arm for support. We walked around the room once and then she helped me back into the bed.
Galinda's POV
No wonder Elphie was scared by that dream—it's freaky—you see yourself and your twin kill each other—I need to get her to do something other than scare herself with these depressing and freaky nightmares. After she'd walked around a little bit with me helping her, I got her back into the hospital bed.
Then I said, "Elphie?" "Yes," she asked, looking at me intently. "Momsie and Popsical are going to be here soon—I kinda expressed mail the letters on accident." I confessed. "How soon?" Elphaba demanded, looking at me worriedly. "Tomorrow, maybe, I think, I don't know," I wailed. "Galinda, breathe," Elphaba ordered me. I grinned at my little sister and said, "Can I stay here again?" "Do I look like I don't want you to stay?" Elphaba shot back sarcastically. "No," I said slowly. "Then you have your answer," she told me. "Yeah!" I said, clapping my hands together excitedly.
Elphaba suddenly stiffened and I asked, "Elphaba, what happened? What did you see?" "Something's changed. Someone is coming. I don't know. There's a reckless driver and the passenger's not paying attention. Wait, the passenger is asleep. He's wearing sunglasses. The cart is green. Me almost getting run over,..." "Again," we said at the same time—Elphie had a bad habit of almost getting run over, a lot—must have something to do with her being green. "Me yelling at him—for not paying attention. Then you scream at him for almost running me over and tell him that if he ever almost runs me over again, you'll see him thrown in jail," she finished. "Any ideas of who that might be?" she asked me. I shrugged and said, "Do you think it could be Fiyero Tiggular?" "Who?" she asked. "Fiyero, you know, the prince of the Vinkus with the scandalous reputation," I said, shaking my head at my sister's lack of knowledge about the prince. "Whatever," she said. "I don't care—we know I will be here when he arrives," she said, thoughtfully. "We do?" I asked. "Well, I can't almost get run over, if I'm not here, Galinda," she reminded me. I grinned and said, "Yeah, I kinda forgot about that part." Elphaba grinned back at me and we laughed again.