Yes, I know! The chapter's late, AGAIN! But this is the final one!

ElphieNeedsAHug: Yes, the news of Willemijn Verkaik's return to Wicked London is true! I'm so excited and happy for her! She'll be there until July and I NEED to see her again!

cjsparkles4803: Actually… you can send the gummy bear army. I'm a bit hungry. *Smirk*

FanGirl98: #NiaHasNoChill


"Fae!" Fiyero exclaimed, hurrying over to the green girl and kneeling beside her. As soon as his hand made contact with hers, she inhaled sharply. She slowly exhaled and her breaths quickened. A few clock-ticks later, her breathing returned to normal and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Y-Yero?" she whispered, blinking to try and clear her vision.

The prince smiled and nodded. "How are you feeling?"

Elphaba pushed herself up and placed her hand over her chest, taking a few deep breaths. Slowly, a smile crept its way onto her face. "Never better."

"Did it…"

"I think so. I can't remember a time when I felt this good," Elphaba smiled.

Fiyero chuckled and gently pressed his lips against his girlfriend's. Galinda squealed and wrapped her arms around her best friend, and Elphaba happily returned the hug.

"Thank you," Elphaba said sincerely, gently pulling away from her friends to look at the Wizard. "Thank you so much."

"You're very welcome," the wizard smiled softly with a short nod.

Fiyero helped Elphaba to her feet and the three friends shared another hug. The wizard looked over at his daughter and realized what she was thinking.

"No," he said, as though he was reading her mind. He gestured back to the three friends. "This is the only payment necessary. Seeing these people truly happy."

His daughter rolled her eyes, but she softened slightly when she looked at the couple again. She had to admit, the boy looked overjoyed as he hugged the green girl, and the blonde looked equally as happy.

"You three better be going. Even though it's noon, it still gets cold here in the mountains," the wizard said, conjuring up some warm sweaters for the trio.

After thanking the wizard again, the three headed out. Elphaba stayed in Fiyero's arms the whole walk back to the waiting carriage, even though the cold didn't bother her as much as it used to. She deeply inhaled the crisp air and sighed, never having felt better in her life.

When they got back to the castle, the sun was almost done setting. Fiyero jumped out of the carriage first and stretched his legs before helping Galinda down. He moved to help Elphaba down as well, but found that she had jumped out of the carriage and was walking with Galinda up the stairs. Shaking his head, he followed the girls inside.

"Fiyero? Elphaba? Galinda? Is that you?" they heard Amalie call from the parlor.

"We're back!" Fiyero called to his parents.

Amalie soon appeared in the foyer, followed by her husband and Navon. Nessa also came out, but she stayed in the doorway, staring at her sister.

"How was the trip?" the queen asked as she hugged her son, then the blonde, then gave Elphaba a slightly longer hug.

"It was fine," Fiyero said, looking from his mother to Elphaba.

The queen followed his gaze. "Did it…?"

Elphaba smiled and nodded. "I think so. I mean… I feel better. I don't know for sure, but this is the best I've felt in a long time." She looked over at her sister and smiled softly. "I feel much better now."

Nessa smiled and wheeled over to her sister. Elphaba knelt to meet her and gently wrapped her arms around her.

"It's okay, Nessie," the green girl whispered when she felt her sister crying against her shoulder. "I'm not going to die."

Nessa tightened her grip, unable to form words, and simply accepted her sister giving her a gentle squeeze and a kiss on her forehead.

The next day, right before Elphaba and Nessa were about to leave for Munchkinland, Raal and Amalie sent for the castle doctor to examine Elphaba.

"Well, Miss Elphaba, you seem to be in perfect health," the doctor said once he finished. "Your lungs are as strong as ever, and there is no evidence of scarring."

"Thank you," Elphaba said, smiling at her best friend, boyfriend, and sister.

The doctor nodded and showed himself out. As soon as he was gone, Galinda squealed and happy threw her arms around her best friend.

"Oh, Elphie!" Galinda exclaimed into her friend's shoulder.

Elphaba smiled and happily returned the hug.

"You're gonna be okay!"

"I am, Glin," Elphaba said, laughing when Fiyero and Nessa joined the hug.

Fiyero and Galinda gently let go, but Nessa was still holding on to her sister. Elphaba sobered and regarded her sister, brushing her hair away from her face.

"I'm not going anywhere, Nessie," Elphaba whispered, kissing the top of Nessa's head. "I'm not leaving you."

Nessa made a soft noise and tightened her grip around her sister. The blonde and the prince exchanged a look before leaving, sensing that the sisters wanted some alone time.

Elphaba gently pulled away and wiped her sister's tears away from her face. "Why are you crying?"

Nessa smiled and wiped her eyes. "I'm happy. I'm happy that you're not going anywhere. You're not leaving me."

"Of course not. And Nessie," Elphaba said, gently tilting her sister's head to look at her. "Even if I did… die, I never would have left you."

The younger Thropp blinked, confused.

"I… I remember Mama telling me a story about guardian angels. She said that they're the people we loved who have left us, but they never really left. They're still watching over us."

Nessa smiled softly. "I still would prefer you to be here… you know… alive."

Elphaba laughed softly. "Me, too, Nessie. Me too."


Frex hadn't left his spot by the front window for hours. He wanted to be able to see the exact moment his daughters would come home. Sighing, he rubbed his tired eyes. He hadn't eaten breakfast that morning, claiming not to have been hungry, and his stomach was quick to remind him of what a stupid decision that was. He was about to go into the kitchen and get something quick to eat when he saw something in the distance approaching the mansion. Letting out a breath of relief, the governor opened the door and stepped outside. His eyes locked on the carriage as it came into view and stopped in front of the stairs. He first saw Elphaba climb out and smiled to himself, but something seemed different. As he descended the stairs, he saw Nessa being helped out and into her chair.

Elphaba was looking around, taking in her childhood home when she locked gazes with her father. Frex quickened his pace down the steps and gently wrapped his arms around his green daughter.

"Hello, Father," Elphaba whispered.

"Hello, Elphaba," Frex said, a sigh of relief slipping past his lips, and Elphaba knew why. He let go and went to greet Nessa. He kissed her forehead and pushed himself up, pushing her into the house, immediately followed by Elphaba.

"Elphaba, you should go upstairs and rest," Frex said as a maid poured them tea.

Elphaba bit back a grin. "I'm fine, Father."

Frex looked at her. "Elphaba, you've just had a very long journey and –"

"Father, I'm fine. Really," Elphaba tried to convince him.

"Just tell him, Fabala," Nessa quipped, taking a sip of tea.

Frex glanced between his two daughters. "Tell me what? Elphaba, what's going on? What happened in the Vinkus?"

Elphaba saw the panicked look on her father's face and gave her sister a look before explaining everything that happened. Frex listened to his daughter, his face giving away that he thought she was lying.

"You went into the mountains?" Frex asked, narrowing his eyes.

"It's where the wizard lives," Elphaba said softly. "But everything worked out. I'm fine."

"And the royal doctor also examined her, Father," Nessa added. "It's true. She's really cured. Isn't it great?"

The governor was speechless. All these years, all the doctors Elphaba had been to said that there was no cure for her illness. He had never been one to consider magic as a possibility, being opposed to it entirely, as a Unionist. "Madame Tappanc!" he called.

The housekeeper rushed in and curtsied. "Yes, Governor?"

"Please send for the doctor."

"Right away, sir," the housekeeper curtsied again and hurried away.

"Father," Elphaba tried, but Frex held up his hand to stop her.

He walked out behind the housekeeper and Elphaba sighed, leaning back against the chair.

"He probably doesn't want to get his hopes up," Nessa offered weakly.

Elphaba sighed and rolled her eyes.

Within the hour, the doctor had arrived. Elphaba was in her room, reading, when Frex knocked on the door.

"Elphaba, the doctor is here," Frex said when Elphaba called for him to come in.

The green girl sighed and put her book aside. "Okay."

"How are you feeling, Elphaba?" the doctor asked as he put his things down.

"Much better," Elphaba said.

"Your father told me what you told him about what happened in the Vinkus."

"It's true," Elphaba said.

"Nevertheless, he still wants me to examine you, just to make sure."

Elphaba sighed and nodded. Half an hour later, the doctor left the room and walked downstairs to where Frex was waiting with Nessa in the parlor.

"She's fine," the doctor smiled when Frex stood to meet him.

"What?" the governor blinked.

"Miss Elphaba is perfectly healthy. Her breathing is as normal as mine and yours, and there is no evidence of scarring."

Frex seemed to start to believe it now and hurried up the stairs to Elphaba's room. The green girl was sitting by her window, her feet brushing against her rug as she looked out over the gardens. She turned when she heard footsteps entering and looking up at her father.

"It's true," Frex said, more to himself than to Elphaba. Now that he really looked at her, her skin was a more vibrant shade of green and she did look healthier.

Elphaba nodded and stood up. "It is."

The governor smiled as he wrapped his arms around his daughter. Elphaba quickly returned the hug and buried her face in her father's shoulders.

"I'm fine, Father," Elphaba said, feeling her father's tears against her shoulder. "I'm fine."


"Mama! Mama! Come on, Mama! Mama!"

A little girl ran out into the royal gardens, giggling and skipping. She turned around and saw her mother coming out after her.

"I'm coming, Dottie," the green woman chuckled, enjoying the feeling of the sun against her skin.

The four-year-old giggled as she jumped up and down, her raven hair bouncing along with her. "Let's play a game!"

"What game would you like to play?" the green woman asked.

Dottie giggled as she looked over her mother's shoulder. Elphaba looked confused, until she felt someone tackle her front behind, causing both of them to fall to the ground.

"Yero!" Elphaba sputtered, turning around to see her husband lying on top of her.

"Tag!" the prince chuckled as he tapped his wife's shoulder and pushed himself up. "You're it!"

Dottie giggled and ran away with her father, both of them laughing. Elphaba quickly pushed herself up and ran after them as fast as she could.

"Daddy, help!" Dottie called when Elphaba began to catch up to them.

"Sorry, princess, but Daddy has to run from Mama so she doesn't catch him," Fiyero said, figuring it wasn't too early to teach their daughter about "survival of the fittest".

"Daddy!" Dottie screeched as Elphaba almost caught her.

In one quick motion, Fiyero turned and lifted the small child into his arms and sprinted just out of Elphaba's reach. The green girl growled under her breath and sprinted after them, determined not to give up. Finally, she tagged Fiyero's back.

"You're it!" she said, pausing to catch her breath.

Fiyero paused and put Dottie down. Even though Elphaba had been cured for years and never suffered a relapse, Fiyero still got worried when she started breathing hard. He knew it was normal behavior, but it still worried him. "Fae," he asked, "are you alright?"

"Yes," Elphaba said once her breathing returned to normal. "I'm fine, Yero."

"Do you want to go sit down?"

Elphaba rolled her eyes and slapped her husband's hand away. "I'm fine," she said gently. "I'm not sick anymore."

"Mama?" Dottie asked, hurrying over to her mother and clinging to her skirt.

"Yes, sweetheart?" the green woman asked, kneeling in front of her daughter.

Dottie looked at her mother, her green eyes staring into chocolate ones. She knew that before she was born, her mother was very sick and it worried her father a lot. "Are you gonna get sick again?"

Elphaba smiled softly and kissed her daughter's forehead. "No, baby. Mama's not going to get sick again."

"Daddy hopes not," Fiyero added, kneeling next to Dottie and taking her hand.

Dottie seemed satisfied with that answer and announced that she wanted to "watch the clouds make funny shapes in the sky". Elphaba laughed and pulled her daughter against her as she laid down in the grass. Fiyero sat down and the green woman immediately rested her head in his lap. The prince smiled down at her and stroked her hair as Dottie began to say what each of the clouds looked like.

No more wasted time, Fiyero thought to himself, looking down at two of the special girls in his life, thinking about how precious life could be.


The End.

Thank you all so much for reading/ favoriting/ following/ reviewing. I hope you enjoyed it! Though I'm sad to see it end (although #NiaHasNoChill will NEVER end! MWAHAHAHA!), my next story is called 'Pieces of the Puzzle'. It won't be up for a while (hopefully by January). You can check my profile for more information on that. But don't worry! I have lots of oneshots and drabbles coming up in the in-between time.

Again, thanks so much for reading and I hope to see you all during my next story! ^_^