A/N: So. I wrote this on Sunday, even though the day before I got no sleep or anything. Plus, I had a headache (I went to a concert. Enough said). But here it is. There isn't any action in this chapter, that's next chapter.

So...when you got it. Flaunt it.

Oh crap, I need to turn of my Producers CD...

Here it is: Chapter 9. (I just realized I skipped eight...oops.)

Even the bright afternoon sun couldn't lighten the darkness the lingered over Elphaba. Her mind was with a certain blonde, she kept replaying the nights' events in her head.

Blackmailed.

Elphaba couldn't stand that word. It sounded dirty, dishonest, evil. The word made the beautiful garden she sat in seem like a place of hell. It made the lilies and roses seem like weeds. It turned the clean air and tarnished it with a gross smelling scent.

Blackmailed.

"This is my fault." Elphaba looked down at the table she was sitting at in disgust. She had once again put Glinda, sweet pure Glinda in danger again. Every time she tried to help, or tried to do something she felt was right, she ended up hurting her friends and her loved ones. Yet, Elphaba knew she had a chance to fix this problem. The solution was already growing in her mind, she just need the tools to get it done.

"My, my! Isn't it a gorgeous day Elphaba?"

Looking up, Elphaba found Troy had quietly slipped into the chair in front of her with out her noticing. He was beaming at her, unaware of her depressed mood. He quickly set up a expense looking chess set on the table, humming softly to himself.

Elphaba was amazed how carefree he seemed, even though she knew he was a lot smarter and thoughtful than he let on. Every Tuesday afternoon Troy would meet Elphaba in the small garden to play chess and talk. They had discussed politics, books, people, history, pretty much everything. Elphaba was happy to have a friend besides Glinda. Of course Elphaba loved Glinda, but she enjoyed the company of someone who just wanted to talk about issues and other things. Honestly at first, she had believe Glinda was making Troy be nice to her and talk to her. However, Glinda swore she had not told her cousin to do such a thing. Yet, Elphaba had to wonder if Troy would have been this nice to her if she was still green. She had to hope he would have been.

Smiling softly Elphaba looked into Troy's big friendly brown eyes. "You know Troy..."

"What Miss Fae?" Laughing at his own joke he moved his pawn one space forward. "Are you going to admit that you are indeed in love with me?"

Shaking her head, Elphaba scoffed at his joke. "No, I was just going to say you have eyes that look like a dog's. But, that would have be an insult to the dog."

"Oh, that is a truly horrendous thing to say to your friend!" Troy grabbed his heart in fake agony. Laughing merrily, he directed the conversation towards a new book he was reading.

Elphaba tried to keep up with Troy but she kept thinking of the Gustof, and Zrex. How did he find out about her? Would he really tell Oz? And more importantly, what kind of 'evil actives' would now be legal in Oz because of her past? Elphaba suppressed a chill, imagining children being kidnaped, people being murdered, woman being raped, families being destroyed. And all because of her.

"Troy," Elphaba interrupted, catching his brown eyes with her hazels. "Tell me all you know about the Gustof."

A strange look passed over his handsome features. "The Gustof? Why?"

Elphaba paused, did she dare tell him the truth? The truth was so complex and dangerous. "Um..I just heard someone talking about them last night," she lied. "I just was curious."

Troy ran his fingers through his chestnut hair, trying to find the right words. "To describe the Gustof in one word, the word would be...evil. For the past three years they have slowly gained power and supporters through out Oz. The are the worst of the worst. The use terror for their own political gain. Honestly, they trying to take over Oz by force. They meet in a cave like building deep in the Gilikin forest. Just south of the Uplands."

"If you know where they meet why do you go there and capture them?"

"I wish it was that easy." Troy shook his head, trying to keep the disgusted look from creeping up on his face. "We never know when they meet, and we would have to capture them all at once. Which wouldn't be so hard if all of them came the meetings. Plus there is Frex."

Fighting the rising nasua, Elphaba could help but ask, "Is he...?"

"Let's put it this way. He could have take the green out of the Wicked Witch."


"It's my fault."

Those words had become something like a chant for Elphaba. She had heard them when she walked back to her room. She heard them when she secretly went into Glinda's suite. And even now while standing on Glinda's balcony she heard them whispering to her; It's your fault.

Disgusted, Elphaba studied the setting sun. The sky around it was a mix of fiery reds and deep oranges. It seemed as if the dusk sky was burning, just like it looked two months ago. When the Witch Hunters had burned the forest, trying to scare her. However, the fire in this sky seemed to calm Elphaba's nerves. She still couldn't believe she was actually going to go through with her plan.

The plan. This plan put all her Wicked Witch plans to shame. She knew she might never be forgiven for this devise, but she couldn't help it. It was her fault, therefore it was her problem to fix. Wasn't it? And maybe, just maybe, Glinda would understand. She wasn't Glinda the Good for nothing wasn't she?

"Elphie? What are you doing out here?" Glinda quickly walked out on to the balcony with a worried expression on her perfect face. She pulled Elphaba into a tight embrace, but pulled away when she felt the taller woman's body go ridged. "What is it? What's wrong?"

Without answering, Elphaba pulled the jade eyed woman into the suite. A soon as the door was closed and locked her mouth was pushed up against Glinda's with so much force Glinda could barely stand straight. Throwing her arms around Elphaba's neck, Glinda kissed her back hard, not knowing that the other woman was trying to memorize everything about her.

"Glinda." Elphaba ran her hand through Glinda's soft curls, committing their smell, their feel to her memory. With a soft sigh, she began kissing Glinda's warm neck, enjoying the feeling of her skin against her lips.

Glinda gasped at the rising sensation in the pit in her stomach. Did this black haired woman know what she was doing to her? Glinda slowly managed to walked Elphaba backwards towards her waiting bed. Elphaba was the one who took charge, pushing Glinda onto the feathery soft bed and pressing her body on top of the smaller one. Glinda smiled up into those beautiful hazel eyes, unaware that it might be the last time she would ever be able to. "I love you Elphaba."


Later, both woman laid in the bed, neither touching, letting the cold air fall over their warm naked bodies like a blanket. Sharing a pillow, they let their eyes meet and dance with one an others, trying to see into each others souls. Smiling softly, Elphaba reached down at brushed the curls that had fallen into the green eyes.

Glinda looked up sleepily an whispered into the darkness of the night words of love. Not really know what she was saying, she was just to happy. She was with the woman she loved, and Elphaba loved her back. She didn't even think about the Gustof as Elphaba lovingly stroked her hair.

"I love you Glinda..." Elphaba gently kissed Glinda, hoping that it would not be the last.

With in a few minutes Glinda's breathing had slowed to a calm, even pattern. Reluctantly, Elphaba slipped out of the bed and made her way to her closet. Once there Elphaba dressed in all black, not realizing how much she had missed the color. After putting her long black cloak on she slipped a long dagger into the waistband of her black pants, knowing she would be needing in soon. She stealthy then knelt before her bed and pulled out her broom stick from underneath it, where she had hidden it after Chistery had brought it over a month ago.

"Chistery..." Elphaba whispered only once before the wingless monkey appeared, waiting for orders. Elphaba drew a letter from out of her clock and handed it to the monkey. "Give this to Glinda when she wakes up. Watch over her for me Chistery."

When Elphaba finally end up back in Glinda room she tried her best to convince herself that she was doing the right thing. She was doing this for Glinda's sake, and Oz's. But no matter how hard she tried to convince herself she could stop her heart from breaking as she looked down at the one person that truly mattered. Before she could change her mind, Elphaba dropped a soft kiss on Glinda's rosy cheek. "I'll be back..."

With one last glance at the sleeping Glinda, Elphaba silently went out onto the balcony and once again got on her broom and flew away, to try to defy gravity.

A/N: I KNOW! I took them away from each other. Again. Geez, I must like doing that. Anyway, next chapter is going to be short. It will be about what happens when Glinda wakes up and what Elphie's plan is.

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