I think I will do a sequel…but it will take me awhile to come up with new plot ideas and such…I hope you like the epilogue!
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Boq was panicking and Elphaba, who was usually a brick wall when it came to fear, was not far behind. Ironically it was Glinda who remained calm, even as she lay on a white bed with her stomach swollen to two or three times its normal size. "Elphie, Boq, breathe," she reminded them.
"Shouldn't we be telling you to breathe?" the green woman snorted, sarcasm thinly masking her worry.
"Well someone's got to remain in control here," the blonde sniffed with a smile. Of course Glinda had, without knowing it, hit the nail right on the head. Elphaba wasn't in control of this situation, she wasn't a doctor and she couldn't do anything. That one fact terrified her beyond belief. Also, the last birth Elphaba witnessed resulted in a crippled baby and a mother that never woke up. As miraculous and wonderful as new life was its delivery into the world sent her into a spiral of fear. Still she was determined to remain by Glinda's side, even if the experience was traumatizing. "Elphie?"
"Yes?" The green witch realized that she was clutching the arm of her chair with a vise grip.
"Wait outside with Fiyero…"
"No…" Elphaba protested, trying hard to control her expression. "I'm fine."
"You are not fine," the blonde insisted sternly. "Wait outside; it will be easier on both of us." With a sigh the green girl relented. Still taut with fear she exited into the corridor.
"Fae…" Fiyero's soft, comforting voice came from a chair pressed against the wall.
"I'm just so scared!" Elphaba sighed, collapsing into his lap.
"It will be ok," the Winkie assured her. "What happened with Nessarose was not the norm." A groan of pain from within the room punctuated his statement. The green woman tensed. "It's ok." Another cry, this one shriller, warbled from beneath the door. "Relax Fae." A decorative vase displayed in the hallway shattered abruptly and Elphaba looked guilty. Her magic still got out of hand occasionally.
"This is gonna be a long wait," she sighed.
***
"Glinda?" Elphaba was cautious as she gently pushed the door open; afraid of what would greet her inside. There was her friend propped up on pillows. She was trembling ever so slightly and her breathing was heavier than normal. Beads of sweat stretched across the soft skin of her forehead. The green woman had never seen Glinda so…imperfect. Not a speck of makeup touched the blonde's face and her body held a look of absolute exhaustion. However Elphaba didn't really notice any of these things, because Glinda's face was positively glowing. A smile bright enough to outshine the sun lit her jubilant face. In the blonde's arms a sweet little bundle of warmth was cradled, fresh from heaven. Boq's face was overwhelmed with unfathomable emotion.
"Come here Elphie," Glinda whispered, as if speaking too loud would break the absolute perfection of the moment. Elphaba was shaking a little now as she approached and looked down into the face of her friend's new baby. "Her name is Farrah," the blonde breathed softly. Though scrunched Farrah's face was the most beautiful thing in the world. How could anything be so undeniably fragile and soft? "This is your Aunt Elphie," Glinda told her child with a soft grin. A brilliant smile stretched across the green witch's face.
***
Kiamo Ko had once again become a refuge for the entire gang whenever they needed a short weekend of rest from the endless rush of Ozian politics. The family had expanded. Farrah, Curyn and even Oscar now joined the others for their retreats to the mountains of the Vinkus. Of course Farrah couldn't participate much in such gatherings, but she was passed from one pair of arms to the next before being tucked into a warm bed upstairs. Curyn still felt awkward around everyone else, as if she was an intruder into something private. She rarely spoke to anyone but Selky although Glinda and Elphaba made efforts to include her. Oscar was regarded with vaguely distrustful eyes. He willingly tolerated this; it was more than he could have ever hoped for. After all, the former Wizard was allowed to spend time with his daughter, his son-in-law, and his granddaughter. Fiyero wasn't openly hostile but he didn't exactly roll out the welcome wagon either. Selky spoke to the older man with all the friendliness in the world, though the subjects of such conversations only ever brushed the surface. Elphaba couldn't seem to make up her mind about Oscar, and there were times she convinced herself that she hated the man. Other days it was easy to see him as the man her mother had fallen in love with; the man who didn't understand what to do with his power but tried (and failed) to help the people of Oz. Whatever the case, he was no longer a fugitive of the law.
"I've had it!" Fiyero declared suddenly. "There are too many strong willed females in this group. Brrr, Boq, Chistery and I are going to take Izo for a week of camping in the woods."
"Are you saying girls can't brave the great outdoors," Elphaba demanded.
"No," the Winkie contradicted, hastening to clarify his motives. "I just think Izo needs to get in touch with his inner man."
"I'm plenty manly as it is!" the Liger piped up indignantly.
"I heard that Shay put you in a dress once," Selky teased.
"She forced me into it!" Izo protested. Caya intervened.
"You guys need to stop antagonizing one another," she chastened. "As amusing as it may be we can't very well have civil conversation while you're bickering."
"Yeah Selky," Curyn taunted, elbowing her friend.
"Maybe we should throw the teenagers out so the adults can have a mature discussion," Boq suggested.
"Curyn and I are eighteen thank you very much," Selky reminded him. Brrr sighed.
"Can we all just be quiet?"
"No," responded several voices.
"So," Oscar began, attempting to intervene. "How are things with Loxin?" The question was clearly directed at his granddaughter who blushed.
"Good," she answered evasively. Curyn gave her a 'should I tell them about that one time?' look and Selky responded with a 'no you definitely shouldn't' glare. Elphaba sent both girls the 'you'd better tell me now or bad things will happen' stare she was so very good at. Glinda smacked her green friend's arm and shot her a 'mind your own business' look. Caya and Shay just smiled at the glare-fest unfolding before them. The men were utterly baffled.
"What's going on?" Fiyero demanded.
"Oh nothing," Selky chuckled, glad for a distraction. "We were just having a silent female conversation."
"See Izo?" Boq exclaimed. "All this feminine energy can't be good."
***
"So I guess we can relax now," Fiyero mused. He and Elphaba were standing on their balcony as the moon dribbled silvery light upon the sleepy world. "Oz is safe."
"Which means something is going to happen in the near future."
"You have to be worried about something to be happy don't you?" The green woman turned to him.
"There's nothing wrong with being logical about the future."
"I'm not a fan of logic," the Winkie shrugged, moving his arms to encircled Elphaba's waist. "Logic clearly stated that I should marry Glinda and become king of the Vinkus. Logic stated that you should have become the Wizard's apprentice and work by his side. Logic, in my opinion, is sort of like gravity. It takes someone special, say someone with the creativity to make a broomstick fly, to defy it." Fiyero pulled her into a deep kiss.
"I quite like defying logic."
"Me too."
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Remember to check out 'The Good Witch of the South' and 'Nobody in the Mist' a Hunger Games fan fic that I co-authored with Tinted Windows!