Incommunicable Emotions
Chapter nine
"Must we all have a plan?"
Elphie hid Glinda's face in her shoulders as Chuffrey writhed, screaming, on the flame-engulfed bed.
Nothing felt wrong in this leather darkness, this still night. Thoughts tumbled easily into the chasm that filled Glinda's tortured subconcious. Her back against Elhie's stomach, Elphie absent-mindedly tracing patterns on her waist, whispering soft words of love and comfort.
It was easy to forget the dead, blackened char of a man that was in the other room, cooling. Elphie's touches and murmurs left no room for such bleak thoughts. Her mind, finally allowed to wander...
The soft cloth of the blankets beneath them, a fine barrier between Elphie's sensitive skin and the moisture of the grass below. They lay, watching the sun set.
"And watch the ball of fire as it descends from the heavens." Elphie said, an unusually dreary look crossing her features. Glinda raised herself up on her elbows. "Elphie?"
"Mmhmm?" ''Since water burns you...does that mean fire cools you?"
Elphie glanced at the girl, cocking an eyebrow. "No, silly girl, being in a tub of fire would kill me just as efficiently, I should think. Perhaps it would be best if you cease all thought, before your pretty little head explodes."
Glinda glared at her, before returning her head to Elphie's chest. "Meanie."
Oh. There was that thought of fire again. Despite the surprising lack of tears, Glinda had never felt such despair in her life. What could they possibly do now, with Chuffrey dead? Rolling over, Glinda voiced her concerns to Elphaba.
"Why, of course I know what we're going to do. You're simply going to go back to your normal life, and play the part of the greiving widow. You'll tell everyone that you came home to find Chuffrey in his...current state. As I'm already quite the fugitive, I'll take the brunt of anything that should come."
The tears whose absence Glinda was lamenting finally returned. "But Elphie, then how will I see you? You can't go back in hiding, I...I need you know, Elphie."
Elphaba looked down at her, feeling her heart melt as it always did when confronted with the breath-taking sight of the Gillikin. "You won't be without me, dear, I promise. I say, does your estate have a basement, by chance?"
Glinda gave a watery sigh. "Yes, of course. Chuffrey just had to have one, to find solitude while writing. I've read his writing, Elphie, it's simply dreadful."
Elphaba smirked. "Nonetheless. You see, I'll just hide out in the basement of your house. No one should intrude, as they'd have no reason to expect such a frail creature as yourself of such a dastardly deed."
Glinda smiled up at her, burrowing her face in to Elphie's neck, taking in the smell of oils and love. "Yes, only a truly wicked thing like you could ever hope to accomplish anything like it."
Elphaba planted kisses on Glinda's forehead, nose, cheeks, chin, neck. It was comforting to think that everything may go well, at last.
She only could hope that her wishes wouldn't be short-lived.
A/N: Holy bejesus, sorry about the kinda long gap between updates. I just got better from being really sick, so I'm still recuperating at the moment.
And by the by, thanks to those of you that sent Gelphie and Chenzel links to me! Ah, they were lifesavers, no kidding. Once again, if any of you have any links to Gelphie-filled sites other than I'd definitely appreciate some to be emailed. Toodles.