018. Black
Elphaba didn't go to class the next day. She, normally a light sleeper, slept through her alarm and Glinda didn't make an effort to wake her up. Today wouldn't be a good day; she could feel it. She didn't bother with make-up and merely ran a brush through her hair. She picked out a simple, black outfit for the day. Today was a day of mourning. This would be her silent tribute to Elphaba's and Fiyero's child.
She saw Boq and Fiyero in the courtyard and walked towards them. Boq was trying to talk to Fiyero, but Fiyero kept shrugging him off. He disappeared just as Glinda arrived.
"What's wrong with Fiyero? He hasn't anything since yesterday," Boq asked her.
Glinda stared at him with watery blue eyes. "Elphaba… she miscarried yesterday."
Boq's eyes widened. "No!... I mean… I was expecting it, we all were…but I guess it never really hit me, and now… Oz…"
"I know."
"So that's why none of you were in class yesterday?"
Glinda nodded and Boq put a loving arm around her. She buried her face in his shoulder.
"Elphaba's okay, though, right?"
"I hope so," came the muffled reply.
"Elphaba?" Fiyero called softly through the door. He knocked. "Elphaba?" There was no response.
Fiyero knelt down and lifted the mat that was outside of their door and found what he was looking for. A spare key. In the back of his mind he thought that the hiding place was a bit unimaginative for Elphaba, but he shoved that thought away. He opened the door slowly.
"Elphaba?" he called again, quietly. His eyes fell on her bed where there was a lump of pillows and blankets. Out of the lump fell a green hand. Fiyero closed the door quietly behind him and knelt beside her bed.
She was asleep. She looked calm, but she didn't wear the subconscious smile that she had the last time he'd seen her asleep. He brushed a stray strand of hair from her brow and kissed her forehead. She stirred briefly before settling once more and Fiyero brought over a chair and made himself comfortable. He couldn't go to class today. He wouldn't be able to pay attention with Elphaba as she was. He carefully twined his hand with hers and eventually he fell asleep.
In the late morning, Elphaba awoke, groggy and hazy-minded. She opened her eyes to find Fiyero situated awkwardly, half-sitting in a chair and half-sprawled on her bed.
"Yero?" she called hoarsely. Fiyero sprang from his slumber.
"I wasn't sleeping, Professor!" he exclaimed. Elphaba quirked an eyebrow at him.
"Oh… I'm not in class, that's right," he thought aloud. "How are you feeling?"
"Why aren't you in class?" Elphaba asked him, ignoring his question.
"I wanted to be with you," he said simply, "Now, how are you feeling?"
She shrugged. "I've been better… Oz, it's just…" She let out an exasperated sigh.
"What?"
"I knew I was going to lose him, I knew, but it still hurts," she told him, "I'm so stupid! I got attached…and I really wanted him."
Fiyero could tell she was at her wits end with the whole ordeal. She was emotionally scarred, though she'd never admit it. He moved to sit next to her on the bed and wrapped his arms around her
"I wanted the baby, too, Fae. I did," he admitted.
"Him," Elphaba corrected automatically.
"Huh?"
"The baby was going to be a boy," she tried to explain, "Glinda got this notion in my head that it was going to be a boy and after a while, I got the same feeling. I know he was going to be a boy."
"Him, then. I wanted him also."
"We tossed around names, me and Glinda." Elphaba laughed in spite of herself. "Can you imagine? I was near poster material for some Crazed Mother-To-Be Club."
Fiyero smiled. At least she hadn't lost her sense of humor.
"What did you come up with?"
"Liirun"
"I like it. It's a beautiful name," he told her, "You would have made a wonderful mother, Fae."
Elphaba looked skeptical.
"You told me about home, and how you took care of your sister, it's hard not to see you as a mother," he elaborated. "And you're so passionate about everything you care about."
Elphaba looked appreciatively at him. "Thank you," she said, "That really means a lot, even now."
Fiyero kissed her forehead. "Anytime."
When Glinda returned after classes, she saw Fiyero and Elphaba in Elphaba's bed sleeping chastely. She smiled at how sweet they looked together. Elphaba had her head on Fiyero's chest and Fiyero with his arms draped around her. Their colorful hands were loosely intertwined. And she knew, then, that they'd make it through this tragedy. They'd make it through anything.
And... that's a wrap. Hope you liked it at least a little! (P.S. I'm still a review-whore.)
E.R.