Authors Ntes:
1) I was looking over the AN from last chapter and when I reread number 4...it's false I haven't seen the musical...That makes much more sense.
2) This chapter should make up for the last chapter being so short.
3) On with the story

"Shh, baby girl, shh, Remmy, hush now."

No matter how hard I try she just won't quiet down, I don't know what bothering her.

She's fed...practically...there isn't exactly a plethera of baby food in our tiny apartment...just a few jars of liquid stuff Tiyhna and I had bought for the first couple of days...I guess I forgot I needed more. I'll have to do that as soon as I get her settled.

She's changed...that wasn't too hard, well, the smell was more than enough motivation to figure it out fast.

So what is it?

I wonder...well, it's worth a shot. I queitly humm a tune my Mother used to humm when she thought she was alone... trying to remember the words I fumbled a bit before remembering them the best I could,

"I open my eyes
And fall into a dream
Just you and me
And the world doesn't care
No one to say we can't be
Just you and me
And stars in the sky
Together we'll make it
Maybe someday
All our dreamings will come in time
So don't be afraid to shut your eyes..."

I can't remember anymore...but Rehmehya doesn't care, it worked. The song finally puts her to sleep. Thank the Unnamed God. I can't help but remember that song. My mother had hummed it quietly so often...I'm sure it was about him, my father. It is a curious thing...Love, the way it shows itself.
My Mother, I think Loved my father, but then did my father Love Sarima? Did my Mother Love me? Maybe, She never showed it, not truly, but that doesn't me it wasn't there, somewhere. But that doesn't mean I'm not also holding on to a childish hope.

But I do know I Love my daughter. No matter how confused I am about blame or why Tiyhna left. I have no clue how it is all going to work out. It might not be so hard when she is this tiny but I'm trying to supress that fear of when she gets older. The only other green child didn't make it out so well. Though my little Remmy seems okay with water, as long as she isn't soaked.

She fidgets in my arms as I countinue to hold her, her breathing steady, she looks happy. I've noticed that in the last five days. She looks happy when she's sleepy. I just wish could stay that way for ever.

I bundle Remmy up quickly, making sure she's mostly covered. She's two months old now and getting strong too. I hold her in one arm and grab the two suitcases with the other. It's not safe to be in the Emerald City any more. I take one last look at what's been my home for the last five years and shut the door on out way out.

As soon as we're outside I sweeped into a huge crowd. Most of them have little blue flags or something.

"What is this for?" I ask a man who is also stuck in the crowd.

He looks at me with a grin, "Oh, good, I'm not the only clueless soul. I'm really not sure. Some thing about a birthday."

Oh, that's right. Miracle Prince NolimAi's first birthday. Shortly after Empress Glinda took the thrown her husband...Chuffrey or something had died. Two years later she married again some high ranking Gillikin man and a year ago NolimAi was born. They say it was a miracle as the empress had been getting along in her "carrying able" days. Really she's about the same age my mother was, and that is not really all that old. But I don't mention anything to the man.

He's noticed my suitcases and ask, "Train station?"

I nodded .

"Me too," He answers.

I don't know but all of the sudden we're there. And funny enough we end up on the same train. Not funny really, odd.
I choose a seating corridor that is unoccupied and adjust Remmy so that once she wakes up she can she out the window.

"Mind if I sit here?"

I turn, it's him again. I was really hoping to give Rehmehya some room to move, but to say no would be rude so I just nod.

"Where are you headed?"

"Off to show my sister her niece." indicating my bundle,

The man nods. I don't know why but there is some thing familiar about him I just don't know what it is.

"Family," I can hear him mumble, "An odd sort of thing."

"Where are you from?" I ask, really I don't care but polite necessity requies it of me.

"All over. Born in quadling country, I'm not one though-you don't need to be worried."

I remember once when my Mother was talking to Nanny, may the Unnamed God guide her soul, about her younger days...which was a miracle in itself, she mentioned something about growing in quadling country.

"My mother too. She was Munchkin by birth...she never looked it though."

Me and my large mouth. At least there is no one else in the compartment.

He raises his eyebrow. "I thought my sisters and I alone shared that expierience."

"You have sisters?" I asked, gratefully for a way to turn the conversation.

"Had. They died a few years back."

"I apologize. May the Unnamed God guide their souls." I said the traditional phrase though I've never really believed in the unnamed God.

He seemed amused, "My oldest sister didn't have a soul...so she claimed."

"Funny my Mother used to say the same thing."

I seriouly need to consider just cutting off my mouth.

Rehmehya chose that moment to vocalize her opinions by wailing and squirming fiercly trying to get out of the blanket I had her covered in.

"Stubborn sprite you have there." He said.

I was really to busy trying to get her to calm down but it was too late. Remmy's little green arm peaked out of the blanket and I tried to turn away before the man saw it.

Silence went on for a few moments and I wasn't sure whether or not he had seen. My heart rushed quickly. No one could know this soon. From behind me I could hear him sigh deeply and then I heard him say it,

"Elphaba."

I spin around quickly.

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