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Chapter 2

Six months went by and Elphaba's belly grew.

Elphaba had left Kiamo Ko because she knew she couldn't give birth alone. Not to mention, Kiamo Ko wasn't a place to give birth.

Oh how she wished that someone was there with her, someone who was human. She loved the Animals but would they, especially Chistery, be able to help and support her during childbirth? Was she even strong enough to make it through childbirth alive? Her mother had died during Nessa's birth afterall. She didn't know, but Elphaba realized that she would find out sooner or later. The baby wouldn't stay inside her forever.

In the end, she decided not to take a risk. She left her castle, even if it was the only place she could really call home. Even thought she had the feeling that Fiyero was still near her everytime she walked through one of the corridors, walked up the stairs or was standing at one of the windows, she knew she had to go because in reality she was all alone.

Sometimes she imagined how her life would be if Fiyero would still be alive. Still be with her. She imagined his finger softly tracing the small hills of her spine, from the base of her neck slowly downward. She could feel him moving closer to her, the feeling of his warmth against her back, almost, but not quite touching her skin. He would place a kiss on her neck, right where her shoulder began.

Elphaba shivered as she daydreamed about him, about him making love to her.

She had had only one night with Fiyero: one night during which they had made a baby.

Her right hand moved down, over her swollen belly, coming to rest where it was kicking. She had taken to call the baby it, not knowing if she wanted a boy or a girl. Just as long as it wasn't a green baby, Elphaba would be happy. Not that she wouldn't love the baby no matter what, but having green skin in Oz wasn't something that would go unnoticed. Her child wouldn't have the chance for a normal life if it turned out green. The baby was already cursed by having the blood of the Wicked Witch running through the veins, it didn't need green skin, too.

Soon her life would change. It had already changed back when she had defied the wizard but there was no greater change in life as having a baby.

She had started to telling her baby about her life, her friends, Fiyero.

"You know, I never thought I would become pregnant or that someone would love me, but your father did it. He loved me We have met at Shiz, the university we went together. And let me tell you, your father and I weren't friends from the beginning. He has, no, had a carefree, dancing-through-life attitude. He was brainless but one day everything changed.

"We had a professor at Shiz, Dr. Dillamond. He was a goat. He was arrested and we got another professor. I'm not sure, but I think his name was Nikidik or something like that. Nevertheless, he showed us a caged lion cub. Back then I did magic, real magic. I am sure you will too. And when he showed us that cub, I couldn't help myself, I did magic to save the cub. The whole class was frozen, except for your father and myself. We ran away and he hid the lion. It was the same day I realized that your father wasn't a brainless idiot and that I cared a great deal for him. The very same day I got the letter from the wizard and the rest is history." She finished with a sigh.

If she had known back then what would lie in front of her, she wouldn't have travelled to the Emerald City. She would have finished her education, still be in touch with her best friend Glinda and, most importantly, Fiyero would still be alive. But on the other hand, if she hadn't done those things, she knew that she wouldn't be pregnant. She wouldn't have experienced what being loved really felt like.

Right now she was hiding in a small village or more precisely in a shack right outside the village.

While flying one day she had found the little place. She had overheard people say that this place was haunted. To her it was a wonderful hiding place and when the time had come for the baby to arrive she would have help, something she wouldn't have imagined a couple of weeks ago.

Not to far from her little hiding place lived an old woman. Elphaba couldn't give birth alone. There were things everyone needs help with and this was one of them. She had met the woman by accident.

Elphaba remembered the day. She had been feeling a bit unwell and hadn't been careful while outside searching for something to eat. Taking advantage of her lapse in judgement, someone had walked up to her.

Yantar, that was the old woman's name, hadn't ran away screaming when she had realized that Elphaba was green or when she realized that she was standing in front of the Wicked Witch of the West. Most of all, Yantar hadn't been shocked, only mildly surprised when she saw that Elphaba was pregnant.

Yantar had placed her hand on Elphaba's growing belly before she could say or do anything against it and told Elphaba to call her when the baby was coming.

Elphaba hadn't thought that she would see the woman again. At first she hadn't believed that the woman would help her but the next day Yantar walked all the way to her hiding place, bringing food, decent food, something Elphaba hadn't seen in a long time. She visited Elphaba daily, bringing food, and looking after her. For the first time since being with Fiyero, Elphaba felt taken care of.

When door opened that day, Elphaba was pulled out of her daydream, and Yantar walked inside.

"Shouldn't you be on your feet, young lady," she said in a stern voice but with a smile on her face.

For Yantar, Elphaba was the daughter, or granddaughter, she never had and for the first time Elphaba experienced something similar to a mother's love.

Life was wonderful for now.

But deep down Elphaba had a feeling that her happiness would never last. She didn't know how, but she knew sooner or later it would come to an end.

All good things always came to an end.