This is my version of how the events after the musical played out, I was utterly disappointed in the book, probably because I saw the musical first, but I think everyone deserved their happily ever after. So I am going to do my best to give it to them. If people like this, I'll keep going, I am already working on the second chapter. Just depends on how people like my writing. Also this is my first fanfic ever so be nice.

"Oh Elphie," Glinda cried. It had been 6 months since her best friend had been murdered right before her eyes. Elphaba's cries of pain still haunted the blonde every waking moment. "Elphie I'm so sorry I just stood there and watched you die, wherever you are I hope you know that I'm sorry, you were the best friend I ever had."

She felt a part of herself saying, "it wasn't your fault, if you had tried to save Elphaba the witch hunters would have turned on you thinking that Elphaba had possessed you, and you would have been killed along with her, then everything Elphaba did, everything she stood for, would have been in vain." Right now she didn't care though, she was so haunted by Elphaba's death, dying with her would have been preferable to the pain and guilt she carried knowing that she stood by while her best friend was murdered.

Glinda wiped the tears from her eyes and did her best to regain her composure for another day of putting Oz back together brick by brick. The wizard had done a number on Oz, and Glinda's first priority was to give the Animals back their rights. It seemed a fitting place to start considering how hard Elphaba fought for Animals, and maybe, just maybe she could honor her friend's death by accomplishing the goal for which she fought so hard.

Glinda was lucky and she knew it, the wizard had only held power for Oz for a decade, and had the oppression of Animals been multi generational, her task would have been much harder than it was. Even now it was no picnic; there had been several incidents of continued violence towards Animals. These were being dealt with, and Glinda could see that she had the support of the majority of Oz. These people had watched as their friends were suddenly oppressed and stripped of their rights, and it was with great satisfaction and joy that they were reunited with their Animal friends.

Building full confidence in her leadership was a quite a different story altogether. While people adored her as Glinda the Good, being the good witch was different than being a good leader and administrator. She had done well, Glinda admitted to herself, she had given Ozians a voice, and formed a legislature from all the settlements throughout Oz, it was a difficult process, Ozians were skeptical of democracy as Oz had always been a land ruled by a single leader. Democracy had only gotten as far as the academic circles, and even then was just an idea. Glinda resolved to put that idea into practice. True she was still the leader, but her goals for the legislature were ambitious and she intended for it to be a counterweight after she died, so no one person could ever rule Oz the way that the wizard did. Her biggest challenge was to get people to believe and participate in democracy, and what a challenge it was.

Her days were filled with speeches to Ozians, encouraging then to participate, as well as receiving nobles from all around Oz for public appearances. She had even been courted by several; no doubt they were hoping that a relationship with Glinda the Good would be to their political benefit.

However there was one man that seemed to genuinely be interested in Glinda for who she was, and he was there to brighten her day every time they met, despite the fact that he did not know what was dampening her spirits. His name was Tibbit and he was a noble from the same region as Glinda. Glinda was meeting him today for a public appearance and then the two of them were going to lunch in her palace. She was looking forward to seeing him; over the past several months she had begun to feel a connection with him, not just because of his dashing looks, but because of his charm and his concern for her well being.

The public appearances all went quickly, and Glinda despised them, all she did was smile and wave and lie about how great Oz was and how the wizard was missed by everyone. Glinda was relieved when the time came to have a private lunch with Tibbit.

"Glinda, every time we meet your thoughts seem to be somewhere else, what is it that is troubling you?"

Glinda was startled out of her thoughts by Tibbit's question from across the table. "Yeah, I'm sorry, just some things on my mind, some private matters."

Tibbit looked hurt by that statement, they were not an item but Tibbit had genuine feelings for Glinda, and hoped that eventually she would open up and tell her what was on her mind. He had noticed it the day they met; to everyone Glinda looked radiant, happy, and full of energy. Tibbit had always had a knack for reading people, and was able to tell instantly that something deeply troubled the blonde beauty. It was nothing obvious, just a hint of a haunted look in her eyes and an almost undetectable tightness around her mouth when she smiled, like it was being forced.

He had gotten to know her a bit before asking what haunted her, but he was always stonewalled, Glinda would just have to deal with her problems her own way, or maybe eventually as their friendship deepened she would open up to him.

Glinda smiled at him, and her thoughts shifted away from Elphaba, this was the best part about being with Tibbit, he was intelligent, charming, and most importantly he seemed to genuinely care for her. She wished she could just open up to him, to put her head on his chest and cry her heart out about her best friend, but she knew better than that. Tibbit may be intelligent and kind, but Elphaba was still known as the Wicked Witch of the West, and to protect Elphaba's sacrifice as well as Glinda's reputation and safety, she had to keep her friendship with Elphaba a closely guarded secret.

"Would you care to take a walk Glinda?" Tibbit asked.

"That sounds lovely." She replied with a smile on her face.

The two made their way out to the gardens of the Emerald City and engaged in small talk for the better part of an hour, politics, family, friends. It was here that Tibbit was able to get a better idea of what bothered Glinda, although he still had no clue exactly what it was. While they were talking about friends Tibbit could hear Glinda's voice crack slightly as she attempted to cover up tears. Tibbit didn't push the issue or give any indication that he knew anything was wrong.

Tibbit sighed and suddenly changed his mind, he decided he was going to take a gamble and with that he leaned in and kissed Glinda softly on the lips. A part of him expected her to recoil and slap him across the face, but he was relieved and happy when she returned the kiss with just as much passion as he had started it with. It lasted only for a few seconds, but it was the most wonderful experience of his life. After he pulled away, they embraced and Tibbit whispered to Glinda, "I know something is eating away at you; when you're ready, know that I am here for you if you want to talk about it."

Glinda looked up at him and smiled, she had been surprised when Tibbit kissed her, but her feelings for him as well as the horrible sense of loneliness had taken over, and while she was surprised, kissing Tibbit felt so right. For the first time in six months, Glinda felt truly happy as Tibbit held her, her thoughts and guilt about Elphaba faded and she just stood there, embracing and being embraced by Tibbit, she felt so safe, so happy in his arms, even with Fiyero she had never felt like this.

After what seemed like ages, they broke away from their embrace and Tibbit escorted her back to her chambers. After one more embrace she closed the door and was alone again. Her evening with Tibbit had lifted her spirits, and made her realize that while she wouldn't forget her best friend, she had to accept that she was dead, and wallowing in self pity for the rest of her life was not what Elphaba would have wanted. She would have wanted Glinda to be happy, to get married, have a family, and have everything that she ever wanted.

Glinda looked over to the small memorial she had built in her room to her best friend. Nothing obvious, just some flowers and knick knacks they had shared during their time at Shiz. Glinda couldn't risk anything obvious and have all of Oz knowing her best friend was the Wicked Witch of the West.

Glinda's eyes settled on the Grimmerie, she had wanted to open it since the day Elphaba had given it to her, but feared she would lose what little emotional control she had if she did open it. Glinda sighed and decided that today was going to be the day she opened it. Glinda made her way over to where the Grimmerie lay and opened the cover. She was surprised to see a piece of paper slip from the pages. She frowned and wondered what kind of spell Elphaba would be so interested in that she would have torn it from the book.

Glinda picked up the paper and opened it, expecting to see a spell, potion, recipe, anything but what she now saw. It was a handwritten note who's handwriting was unmistakable as Elphaba's. She began shaking as she began to read it,

My dearest friend,

I'm sorry things worked out the way they did, if you are reading this then my plan must be in motion and I must be gone from Oz. in this book you will find what you need to bring about change for Oz. Use it wisely and well.

Your best friend forever

Glinda sat there and blinked in stunned silence. She was surprised that Elphaba would have risked leaving a note for anyone to find, but she realized that Elphaba had been careful not to reveal anything of her identity, and her handwriting was only known to Glinda and a few of her old teachers at Shiz, not that they would ever see this.

"My plan? What plan is she talking about?" Glinda had no idea what Elphaba meant by that, but it clearly hadn't worked, as she had been melted right before her eyes.

Glinda looked out her window, towards the Western sky, "Elphie, I'll never forget you, and I'll do my best to live my life as you would have wanted." With that Glinda decided that she was going to honor the memory of her best friend by living as good of a life as she possibly could. As she lay down in bed she could almost feel Elphaba looking down on her, happy that her best friend had made peace with her guilt, and with that feeling Glinda fell into the first peaceful sleep she had had in 6 months.