Chapter 6

Glinda could not believe she was traveling third class. She slumped in to her seat, resting her head on Elphaba's shoulder. The carriage had not yet left Shiz. They were taking the latest possible carriage out of Shiz and to Emerald City. The first leg of the journey would be taken during the night and in to the next day. They would stop the following night. Glinda could not believe Elphaba had talked her in to this. She had classes, homework, things to do! She couldn't just uproot herself and go to the Emerald City on a whim. But she had. She had done it to be with Elphaba. The time away from Shiz could be fun, romantic. But she was quickly finding out that the exact opposite was true. First of all they were stuck in this third class carriage, sleeping the night away with complete strangers all around. This was not Glinda's idea of fun or romance for that matter. The only thing that came close to romance was Elphaba's hand tightly clasping her own.

Sometime during the night, Glinda dozed off to sleep on Elphaba's shoulder. Elphaba, however, remained awake. She wasn't sure she trusted the people around her. She also took it upon herself to protect the poor Gillikin girl beside her, who had no experience in traveling this way.

Once the sun began to rise over the horizon, Elphaba was able to see and so without waking Glinda, she reached for one of her books. She read until she felt Glinda waking beside her. She turned to face the sleepy blonde and smiled. Her smile was returned by a weak sluggish grin, as Glinda stretched. She had to stop herself from leaning in for a morning kiss; she had forgotten there were people watching her. She found that Elphaba's hand was still clasping her hand and that made her smile more. "What are you reading, Elphie?" Glinda glanced down at the page that was open in front of Elphaba.

"Some speeches on Animal rights." Elphaba closed the book, glad that Glinda was up to make conversation with.

"Interesting." Glinda yawned, not caring really what her beautiful, smart, intelligent Elphaba was reading. Yes she was hers. She could not believe she had become hers, she would never have thought she would be hers to say she was hers. Though what was it? A closeness, a relationship…love? Was this love? If her heart skipping a beat every time Elphaba came in a room, or smiled, or looked longingly at her, meant love, then she was in love. She just wondered if Elphaba felt that same love for her. She was almost positive of it, but she wondered if Elphaba would ever say it. She would be awfully stupefied if she said it and Elphaba didn't return the phrase. She realized, after studying her companion, that Elphaba looked rather tired, as if she had not slept a wink. "Did you not sleep last night?" Glinda asked.

Elphaba thought about how to answer this. No she had not slept. She had stayed up and watched as Glinda had slept on her shoulder. "I couldn't sleep, when I was watching you." Elphaba whispered in to her ear and that made Glinda smile even bigger.

"But Elphie, you need to sleep. You must sleep, especially if you're going to go see the…"

"Shh." Elphaba didn't want everyone in the carriage to know her plans.

Glinda shrank down in her seat. "Sorry."

"No, it's okay, it's just…"

"I understand." Glinda shrugged, staring out the window which was right beside her. The scenery was rather bland.

"Glinda…" Elphaba felt bad, she'd obviously hurt her feelings. "I'm sorry." She whispered.

Glinda heaved a sigh and turned to Elphaba, how could she stay mad at her. She made it impossible to not love her. "It's okay." Glinda squeezed Elphie's hand.

The rest of the day was spent with light chatter. Some was spent with Glinda staring off in to space, or out at the tedious scenery while Elphaba ran through what she wanted to say to the Wizard. Glinda allowed her this time to think, and just felt comfortable beside her, their hands now tightly clasped together.

When darkness finally over took the travels, the carriage turned off the road and Glinda and Elphaba watched as they approached a rather dreadful little inn. The signs were crooked and the whole building looked as if it might fall over in the slightest of wind. Elphaba led Glinda off the carriage and the two followed all the other travelers in to the little inn. They were given some dinner, which was nothing more than some drab soup and some dry bread. Glinda hardly touched her portion, revolted by the food. Elphaba let it slide for that one night. Once they were given a room key, they walked up to their room, dragging all their belongings with them. Glinda was so distraught, so dazed at this horrible situation she had allowed herself to be in.

Glinda dropped her suitcases and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking forlorn. Elphaba closed and locked the door, turning to find her beautiful cohort looking rather hopeless. She went to her, kneeling down in front of her on the dirty wooden floorboards. She took Glinda's hands in her own and looked up at her. Glinda's eyes glittered with a hint of tears. Elphaba would not allow her to cry, no they were finally alone, and looking down in to Elphaba's eyes Glinda realized this too. A slight grin appeared on her face as she mindlessly trailed her hand through Elphaba's long, dark hair.

"Oh, Glinda, I feel awful for dragging you with me." Elphaba looked up at the girl in front of her.

"No, don't feel awful." Glinda shook her head. She was right where she wanted to be. Alone with her beautiful, green confidant. Lowering her head she captured Elphaba's lips with her own and began kissing her. With the kiss, she pulled Elphaba up so that both were on the bed. Elphaba took over on top, helping Glinda out of her jacket and undershirt. Beneath, there was still her undergarments, but in not time she was devoid of almost all her clothing. She kissed Glinda, continued kissing her, as she ran her hands down the girl's body, touching, feeling, trying to remember exactly what Glinda looked like, how she felt. Glinda allowed herself to be touched in a way she had never been touched before. Those green hands were going places no one had ever gone. "Elphie!" Glinda called out, her voice sounding urgent.

She felt a tongue swirling on her thigh and arched her back, preparing herself for what came next. She tangled her hands in Elphaba's hair, finding everything she did, every touch was erotic in its own way. The scratchy sheets below as Elphaba's tongue worked wonders, became an arousing sensation. Glinda's hands in Elphaba's hair, gently pulling a bit to hard, became a needed gesture. Glinda called out once she was finished and Elphaba returned her hips to Glinda's gently riding up and down, staring intently down at Glinda, who had wrapped her arms lovingly around Elphaba's neck. She called out several times and Elphaba shushed her, despite the fact she too wanted to call out Glinda's name.

Keeping the pace, Glinda shoved Elphaba on to her back and thrust her fingers inside Elphaba, knowing her moist lips would hurt her Elphie. Elphaba was surprised at Glinda's force, her ability to take over. She would never have suspected that from the Gillikin.

It was sloppy, messy, and nothing to rave about, yet it was beautiful, lovely, and fulfilling. The two could have gone on forever, but they were both tired from their journey and so they got under the sheets, Elphaba's arm wrapped tightly around Glinda, who let her fingers slide gently down Elphaba's torso. Elphaba ran her fingers through Glinda's hair and the two lay together, feeling their naked bodies right next to one another, feeling each others heat.

"How did you know how to do that?" Glinda looked up at Elphaba.

"I didn't. I was just guessing." Elphaba shrugged. "You seemed pretty good at it too. Something you're not telling me?"

Glinda was shocked. "Honestly Elphaba, what do you take me for?" She glared. "I've never touched another person in my life."

"Yet you wanted to go the Philosophy Club." Elphaba pointed out.

"Well, everyone else was going. I thought why not." Glinda shivered. "It's freezing in here." She easily changed the subject, for she hated to have an argument after they had shared something that was so tranquil, so serene and beautiful.

Elphaba pulled the blankets closer to them and Glinda snuggled closer in to the crock of Elphaba's arm.

"Elphie, I…" She what? Should she say it? How would the green girl react? They had just shared something that only two people in love should ever share, so didn't that make it so? She had to say something, she had Elphaba's full attention. Elphaba seemed to sense what she was going to say and she wasn't sure she wanted Glinda to say it, but she didn't try to stop her. "I love you." Her voice was close to a whisper.

Elphie's hand stilled in Glinda's curls. Love, in that way, made things so much more complicated. Love, in that way, required commitment, a devotion to one another and Elphaba, as much as she did love the blonde, was not sure she could devote her entire life to her. She was unsure of what to say.

"Oh, Elphie say something." Glinda sounded as if she had been holding her breath, her voice was uneasy, nervous.

Elphaba wrapped her arms tightly around Glinda, rolling over on top of her. Glinda's body seemed to tense, but relaxed as Elphaba kissed her neck, nibbled on her ear. "I love you, too." She whispered in to her ear.

"Oh, Elphie!" Glinda pressed their bodies even closer and kissed Elphaba.

The carriage rides during the day became almost unbearable, for all either wished to do was throw the other on to lumpy mattress and have their way with them. They held hands; as the days progressed they clasped them even tighter. Their body heat beside one another became almost unbearable. At night, they let all their sexual frustrations of the day out. It was clumsy, yet beautiful and amazing. Neither had experienced such raw love or nearness to another.

Especially Elphaba, who had never been loved and adored by anyone in her life. She basked in the attention paid to her by Glinda. Glinda made her feel special and uplifted her. She wanted, desperately, to tell her they would be together forever, but she had a foreboding feelings that it could not be. She couldn't put Glinda in harm's way.

Although she had no idea what sort of harm she was protecting Glinda from. It seemed more dangerous to let her go back to Shiz, for the Wizard seemed, at least, promising. She would wait, and for now enjoy the time she had to spend with Glinda.

TBC...! Thanks for all those reviews guys! You're amazing. I hope you like this...and I might break them up, or I might not. You'll just have to keep reviewing and reading, and you'll find out. :D