I need a beta, but since I've made you wait long enough here is the chapter you've been waiting for. If anyone is interested, please give me a note and we can get things moving finally.

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As the sun rose into the sky, so did Fiyero. He didn't bother getting out his men in a search party, for The Brave and Noble Hero of Oz could surely find someone as delicate and stunning as Glinda.

On horseback, he traveled into town asking if anything odd had happened. All he asked claimed to know nothing, but said there was an old man with a very peculiar wagon, as the tarp around it was so tight it would be impossible to put cargo into it, but they assumed that it was because of the forecast for rain and snow the next day and that the items were already in.

Fiyero followed where they said the wagon had headed, onto the dirt road heading into the plains out of Frottica. He glanced down after a while, and to his surprise a small hand broom laid in the road and right behind it, a long single indentation in the dirt, a wheel track.

Curious, he decided to follow it.

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Glinda rolled and wiggled back and forth on the cave floor, trying to find a comfortable position to rest, but after four minutes of trying she gave up. Next to her under the heavy blanket, Elphaba lay sound asleep; the night's work had taken its toll on her. Glinda glanced at her emerald love and trailed a finger down a green neck and chest. She rested on her side and watched the trail her finger burned into the green plain. Her hand met at the button of the white shirt, with the light pressure the button came undone. Glinda blushed and took her hand back, looking at the newly exposed flesh. She glanced over her shoulder and around at the empty area they were.

Everyone else was off in one of the larger caverns to keep warm or out on patrol around the cave's opening. No one would be around for hours. It was just them.

All alone.

So close, so hot.

Or, well, Glinda was hot, anyway.

She shivered at the idea of Elphaba seeing her naked in the light.

Luscious peach skin, large round breasts, perk pink nipples. Every curve and every fault revealed.

The thought of the scar flickered in her mind and she unconsciously held her dress tighter to her. That horrible, thin, ugly white scar, it haunted her. She sighed, a frown forming fast upon her face. But then, she remembered something. She had never seen Elphaba naked, not fully, anyway. She wondered what her lover looked like without the white skirt and blue pants. Her face grew red as fantasies filled her head, and arousal filled her body.

No, no, no. Don't think such things. Here she is, exhausted after making sure you were safe and giving you the greatest freedom and here you are thinking up ways to make her scream. Let her sleep. Glinda's inner voice said, but the more she tried not to, the more she wondered what Elphaba tasted like.

"Glinda?" a sleepy voice brought her out of a trance. Glinda's eyes fluttered open and she looked at her lover, and was lost in her chocolate brown eyes. "Are you alright, my love?"

"I'm fine," Glinda said with a goofy smile, "just thinking."

"About what?" Elphaba asked as she wrapped her arms around the blonde and pulled her close. Glinda blushed, "Just some… ideas, that's all." and what idea's they were.

Elphaba's lips ascended upon her lips, and moved down to her ear. "What ideas would those be?" she asked, hot breath teasing the princess's delicate ear and neck. It was like Elphaba was purposely trying to make her go insane.

Elphaba's mouth came to a slender neck and sucked. Glinda's heart pounded, her arousal grew evermore fiery. Teeth grazed against her sensitive flesh and she let out a ragged sigh. Hands roamed, bodies flushed and eyes became dark with desire. Soon, Glinda's dress was gone. The only protection from the chill in the air was their bodies and the large heavy blanket over them. Glinda gazed up at her love, whose hands caressed and teased all over in love and lust.

"Elphie," Glinda whispered, "I want to see you… all of you." Elphaba shifted into the light, but Glinda shook her head. "I mean… without the shirt."

Elphaba watched her lover, a bit surprised at the request, but nonetheless pleased. Blue eyes lit with passion and love, her face flushed and gentle hands probed her partner's white shirt. Slowly the articles of clothing were removed, leaving only emerald skin to show.

Elphaba felt only love coming from the warmth of the body next to her, and for the first time, she noticed how hard the floor of the cave was. She noticed how dark the setting was, she notice how the light from the torch made her green skin all more apparent. She turned away, knees brought to her chest and a shiver of shame coursed through her. How could she, a green devil, ever win the love of a beautiful woman like Glinda? How could she ever ask that the blonde stay in this place, on the hard floor of this dank cavern?

But, Glinda did not notice how hard the floor was, she did not notice how cold it was as the blanket fell from her and pooled at her lap. She saw light discoloring across her lovers back, she saw countless scars, impossible to tell when one ended and another began. She grabbed Elphaba's arm and inspected the light, almost invisible scars there. Her eyes watered, pain filled her body and soul.

"Elphaba… Who did this to you?" Glinda asked with a sad voice.

"My Master," Elphaba said, although there was no spite in her voice. Glinda gazed in disbelief, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks. "Scars like these, are just how it is for a slave, my sweet. If the slave displeases the Master, they must be punished. The whip is just your father's punishment of choice. Do you see? do you see why I want us to be free? It's not just for you and I, my sweet, it's for all of us, for every slave and Animal in Oz."

In that moment of total vulnerability and reality, Glinda had never felt more convicted to anything in her life. She held Elphaba close and tightly, never wishing to let go.

"I'll stay with you, forever and ever. I'll help free the slaves and the Animals. I'll help free you, whatever it takes. No one deserves such treatment." Glinda said softly, and Elphaba closed her eyes, mixture of pride and happiness swirled within her.

She turned to her lover, and finally, they lay back down on the floor. Their lovemaking was slow and intense, and their love and devotion for one another grew to an unimaginable level.

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Preenella held her old girlfriend in her arms, gently kissing the soft skin of a still elegant neck. They both had aged, they now had curves and fully developed breasts, and they both had grown into adults, and the wisdom that comes with years.

"By the way, Dee, happy birthday," Preenella grinned and Ida blushed. "You're the big 4-0 now, isn't that right?"

"Hush."

"Nothing wrong with turning another year older, my pretty, your hair may turn, your bones may ache but your beauty shall never be touched."

"Hush," her command was softer this time, her body turned and fingers gently laid against pink lips, "hush."

Preenella's voice vanished, and her eyes clouded with love and desire at the gesture. Their lips met once again in a soft, feather light kiss.

"I have always longed to hold you again," whispered Preenella. "I never thought I would ever get the chance." hands began to roam, breath quickened, and desire and need rose. But a face flashed in Ida's mind, and she gently pushed away.

"Ella, I can't."

"Why? We've been kept apart so long—why wait another moment?"

"I'm chained by vows…" Ida whispered, "To my husband. I can't betray him, I may not love him but I can't do something so harmful." Preenella frowned, but she did not press further, she loved Ida too much to compromise her belief in trust and loyalty towards a spouse.

"Oh, Ella, I'm so sorry." Ida sobbed into her love's shoulder. The red haired woman merely wrapped her arms about the saddened and ashamed blonde protectively, lovingly, and caressed her with a gentle hand. "I want so much to be able to touch you, so much more than this. But…"

"Shh, stop those tears; I understand. Can I just hold you, kiss you?"

"Yes, yes of course you can." Ida gasped out as her lips pressed against her heart's lips. "Please, kiss me, hold me. I need to know you're real."

"I'm no ghost, my love." Preenella said with a smile and kissed her more fiercely, and was overjoyed when her lover made no protest.

"Preenella, something's happened!" a Ram said, clomping into the area in a panic. "Come see, quickly!" Preenella and Ida looked at each other for a brief moment, then quickly got up and followed the inconsolable Ram as it galloped down the corridors.

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Elphaba slipped into her shirt, glancing over at her flushed blonde beauty, a content smile upon her sleeping face. Elphaba couldn't resist. She leaned down, brushing the blonde locks away from Glinda's back and placed a soft kiss on her shoulder blade.

"Fae! Fae!" a voice called. Elphaba groaned and sat up, pulling the blanket over Glinda, covering her naked body from unworthy eyes. She turned to the entrance of the small pocket she and Glinda made their bedroom, annoyed anyone dared to disturb her from precious girlfriend time. "Fae are you here?"

"Shut up! You'll wake Glinda," Elphaba hissed, slapping her mouth over the boy's mouth and nose. He mumbled loudly, flaring his arms and legs about in a rage of being silenced. "Now, in a whisper, explain what this intrusion is for after I told you not to bother me, you brat." Elphaba let go of the boy, who gasped for air and made a face at the green woman.

"One of the brooms fell off, there's a trail leading right here!" The boy said fearfully. Elphaba's fists clenched in anger and frustration.

'Damn it, that means there's a straight line right to our door. We need to get rid of those tracks at least three miles out. But they've been there for a day; people must have seen them by now… they'll find us.' Elphaba thought, looking back at Glinda, her Glinda. She couldn't lose her again.

"Get those tracks off the roads and everyone ready, we need to move. It's not safe here any longer." Elphaba barked, the boy nodded and sprinted off to tell the others. Elphaba turned and knelt at her loves side, putting her warm boney hand on her back. "My sweet, you need to wake up." She said with a slightly saddened smile.

Glinda stirred, her eyes fluttering open and looking to her lover. She turned over, looking up at Elphaba with a sleepy smile.

"Hello my love," Glinda murmured, reaching her arm up and cupped Elphaba's cheek tenderly. Elphaba in turn gently placed her green hand over Glinda's white one, leaning into the touch and kissing her palm. "You're all dressed, are you going somewhere?"

"Yes, I need to check on the wagon, by dark we have to be out of here." Elphaba said as she gave Glinda one more kiss before standing up. She turned and squinted in the dark, looking for her shoes. Glinda seemed slightly worried as she sat up, holding the blanket to her bare chest.

"But why, Elphie?" Glinda asked.

"You and Mis… I mean your mother, are "kidnapped." Meaning there will be a lot of people looking for you." Elphaba said, pulling on her boots. "Get dressed my pretty, we need to make sure everything is moved and out of here."

Glinda got dressed in her simple white dress, her cloak was tied and everyone was fed by the time she, Ida and Preenella boarded the wagon. She looked at all the clad dressed Animal's and Slaves. She grabbed Elphaba's arm, and the green woman turned to her.

"What is it, Glinda?"

"Elphie, if we're stopped they'll know just by the look of them." Glinda said softly.

"If they wear cloaks they'll be even more suspicious." Preenella said.

"Not if… we improvise." said Ida with a knowing grin, and with that she and Glinda got to work.

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Fiyero rode horseback down the dirt road, he had been ridding all day, not stopping for anything or anyone in his way. He would find his fiancé and marry her if it was the last thing he did. Only he could do what he wished to her, and no one else. His eyes looked down to the track, having a feeling if he continued to follow this one line he would find his betrothed, ready to be rescued by her prince charming.

The track stopped and Fiyero cursed, halting his horse abruptly. He slid off, his booted feet clanking onto the ground and his knees bent, inspecting the line intently, it had been washed away by something, a rain shower? It hadn't rained all say. Something was fishy about this, but he had no instinct of what to do now.

As he thought, he heard the clattering of horses hoofs, and glanced up to see a caravan of four wagons, each no doubt carrying cargo. Normally he would have paid no mind, but as the wagon hit a bump something fell out, a old doll. He narrowed his eyes and picked up the toy.

"Halt in the name of The Wizard!" he yelled. He walked to the wagon which had stopped and dropped the doll, he ripped open the back flap and saw a bunch of cloaked figures and animals.

"Slaves." He said, grabbing the first cloaked figure near him, ripping open the cloak. "What…?" The girl he held up was most certainly not a slave, she was too clean, her dress was clearly expensive and her hair was done up in curls. Another cloaked figure opened her cloak, a tall red haired Lady.

"Let go of my daughter!" she spat, grabbing the almost crying child. "How dare you, sir! I'll report you to the Wizard's head of soldiers, you barbarian. It's against the law to act such a way to nobility!"

"I'm sorry, it's just I thought she…" Fiyero stammered, the teal eyes of the woman started to scare him with their intensity.

"I'll have you know my daughter and I are on our way back home from a trip, and we're traveling with our slaves and belongings. We've been on the road for three days and I would appreciate it if you did not waste my time with your stammering and insulting accusations! And I'll be having that doll back." The woman said strongly, holding out her white gloved hand firmly. Fiyero handed back the doll and backed away, bowing.

"I apologize for the mix-up."

"You are NOT forgiven." The woman settled back in the wagon after spitting at Fiyero, pulling the flap back down to block the harsh light of the hot sun. As it pulled away Fiyero could hear the mumblings and yelling of the woman about how rude the idiot in green was and how she was going to report his abuse to the Wizard's guard.

Fiyero shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck. He knew there were slaves being transported in there, but he had no idea they were owned.

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When they were out of earshot the woman let out a huge sigh, taking off the white gloves off her work-scared hands, and smiled at two figures hidden under cloaks. "I can't believe it worked," she said.

"It's all in the acting," one of them said. Glinda and Ida pulled off their hoods and laughed, and the little girl who had been all dressed up crawled into her real mother's lap and held her dolly tight. Elphaba smiled from behind the covering of a large box, holding Glinda's hand from around it. "You are quite the cunning fox, my sweet." Elphaba said.

"Oh, shucks. It was nothing, Elphie. Momsie helped a lot." Glinda said, moving so she was next to Elphaba instead of in front of her. Ida looked back at them and smiled, moving over to Preenella and nuzzled into her side.

"But it was your idea in the first place, dear." Ida said with a chuckle as she played with the ruffles on the skirt. "Ella, you look nice in that dress."

"Don't push it, Blondie." Preenella said, but wrapped an arm around Ida and rested her head on her lover's with a relieved and warm smile. "I'm just relived you know how to sew."

"It's a shame we didn't have enough fabric for the back," Ida added as she playfully lifted the skirt up to show only half the dress was actually real. Preenella silenced her by bringing her into a powerful kiss, one that Glinda, from across the wagon and even behind the shade of the box could feel the intensity of.

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The day passed, everyone had taken turns sleeping and the "actors" had taken turns wearing the costume dress and putting on a show, so well that the riders had a feeling of being in a theater, and even applauded once out of hearing range. Glinda laid her head upon her lover's lap, weary from the travels and charades and the cool air. Elphaba stroked her hair, and felt a calm, wonderful feeling of bliss, even in their situation. Unknown to them, the other two lover birds were feeling the same with each other.

Ida fingered her wedding ring as Preenella slept, the past slave's head pillowed by her breasts and calmed into sweet dreams by her steady heartbeat. She had longed feeling her against her again, aside her, beside her, inside her. But her vows lingered in her mind. Her husband, despite his angry drunken tendencies, had never once cheated on her. She felt guilty, for he really did love her and Glinda, and she loved him for it, but she knew she would never be able to love him so deeply and as fully as she loved her Ella.

She thought, and thought, and finally decided. She took her wedding ring off, and as soon as they got to their next camp, she would give herself fully to Preenella, without a second thought. She let out a small gasp as she heard a familiar voice and shook her love awake, there was another clicking of hooves and the actress was needed.

As Preenella awoke, the driver glanced into the hold of their wagon with a certain fear in his eye. It was then, she understood and cursed. Ida looked at her lover confused, and Elphaba held Glinda tighter. When Glinda awoke and everything was explained, she stiffened.

Glinda's hold on her lover's arm was tight with anticipation, fear and hope as the wagon rolled to a stop. This time, she doubted that the costumes and makeup of actors would save them, they were being stopped by a road block, in which not only would they search the cargo but inspect every single person and animal.

"Stay calm, my sweet," Elphaba whispered in Glinda's ear and the blond could only nod. Everyone knew this was it, the guards ripped open the flaps, ordering all to pile out. All the Animals knew what to do, and when kicked, they only made their natural animal sound, and were passed off as the inferior species.

They all lined up, and the story held. Soon, they were all ready to get back in the wagon, but someone stopped them.

"Glinda?" Glinda froze, she knew that voice, and felt herself being spun about eye to eye with her Popsical. "Glinda, my girl! Thank Oz you're safe! What are you doing here, these are the people who kidnapped you, aren't they? And Ida! Ida, come here this instant!" the old man grabbed his wife's arm, yanking her firmly to him. Ida gasped, and reached out instinctively to Preenella. "It's just me, what's wrong? Guards, Arrest these outlaws! They kidnapped my daughter and wife!"

"No!" Glinda gasped as the Animals ran off, carrying anyone they could with them and the slaves being arrested, all those who had helped her and her Momsie. "No, please, don't! They didn't do anything wrong!"

"What do you mean; they kidnapped you, both of you!" Erick raged, but Glinda shook her head.

"No! They didn't!" Glinda pleaded. Erick noticed a bruising on his child's neck and tilted her head up, showing a clear hickey and he became even more filled with rage when he saw a similar hickey on his wife's neck and shoulder.

"Who did this," he demanded. But the way Glinda looked longingly to Elphaba, and the way his wife looked at Preenella, he knew who had done it. "My God, they've seduced you into their beds!" He turned to Preenella, and punched her into the ground. The guards made no move to stop him, but did hold back the two blonds as they shouted their protest.

"Stop it, Erick!" Ida sobbed as the guards held her back roughly. "She didn't do anything wrong! Don't hurt her! Please!"

"Hush, dear, you've been brainwashed." He said. His fist bloodied as he paused to look at his wife when the final blow was thrown. Ida screamed, and cried and struggled against the hold of the soldiers. Glinda gasped when she saw Preenella make no movement. One of the other guards dragged Preenella off into the iron box of a wagon with the rest of the slaves, who immediately moved to help their leader. As Ida tried to make her way to it, she was pulled back and her skin began to bruise from the strength of the hold.

"And you," Erick stormed over to Elphaba, who's arms were constricted by metal rings around her wrists behind her back, and was forced down on one knee. "You despicable monstrosity, I hold you responsible for all this! You were a bad Omen from the time I bought you for my dear little Galinda."

"Her name is GLINDA." Elphaba spat at her old master. Before the beating could start, Glinda let out a scream, and with inhuman strength ripped from the soldiers and threw herself over Elphaba, holding the green woman to her heart as she turned to her father, Elphaba's brown eyes widened. It was going to happen again! "Glinda, don't…!"

Erick stopped before his fist met his child's face, and was shocked at the tears in those blue eyes. The guards then noticed that the two women were the ones they had been looking for, from the resistance and loaded their guns. They were on strict orders to arrest the two dead or alive, and since they had kidnapped the Ladies Ida and Glinda, it was more than enough reason to get some target practice in.

"Glinda, step away…" Erick warned her, as he was informed of the true criminal acts the two were guilty for.

"I won't! If you hurt her, you'll have to hurt me too!" Glinda said firmly, and held her lover tighter. But, alas, the soldiers came and pulled her away, almost ripping her arms from their sockets, and she kicked in protest as Elphaba was stood up roughly.

"She's committed a crime and must be punished." One of the guards said as the others took aim with their guns. Elphaba looked at Glinda, pleading her with her eyes to silence, and act like she was a victim so she would not fall charges. The guards began to tug Ida and Glinda away, since it was immoral to let women watch an execution.

Glinda's heart pounded in her ears, her eyes stung, her stomach felt like it was going to explode. She was so sick; she couldn't stand by and do nothing as her love was killed!

"I call her crimes as my own!" Glinda suddenly blurted, and her parents gasped. The guards stopped, and looked at her, and Elphaba turned sickly green. "Let go of me this instant and allow me to speak!"

The guards looked at each other, then allowed the woman to be let go and she turned, staring down their audience with a serious glare.

"She is my slave, I own her, and I have the right to switch places with her." Glinda said, and Elphaba looked at her with fearful eyes.

"Glinda, no!" Elphaba pleaded in a whisper. "Don't be a fool!"

"Shush!" Glinda ordered and took a breath. "I want her to take my title of Lady Upland. It's my right, so don't you dare tell me I can't!" she warned her father, who looked at her in a speechless state. "I plead my right to go before the Court Of Oz and renounce my freedom to my slave, Elphaba."

"No!" Elphaba's mind screamed, and just as she was about to protest her mouth was covered by a large hand.

"Silence, Slave. You have no say in the matter, and Erick, I'm afraid you don't either." The guard said to his old friend, Erick who was about to plead himself. Since the matter was delicate, the arrested slaves were brought to the market, and Elphaba, Erick, Ida and Glinda were brought to the court. Ida and Erick were left to wait in the courtroom, and the guards threw Elphaba into a cell.

As the preparations for the elaborate and unusual case were made, Glinda was allowed to see Elphaba. The green woman was locked to the wall by a ball and chain around her ankle, and her hand could barely make it through the bars to meet her lover's hand.

"Glinda, don't do this, this is madness!" Elphaba begged with her blonde lover, her usually strong will was broken in two now, as the reality of what could happen to Glinda sunk into her mind. As Elphaba weakened, Glinda's will grew stronger, and she was determined to give Elphaba freedom. "Just go back to your family, forget about me."

"No, I will not." Glinda said. Her hand tightly clutched in Elphaba's, her eyes watered as she saw the cuts of the metal cuffs on her lover's wrist and gently kissed the raw skin. "No, I won't let you go through all this. You are going to have freedom, even if I have none."

"Glinda, please, think for once before you act!" Elphaba huffed, and gazed in fear as the escorts came into the holding cell, gently saying it was time to go. Glinda kissed Elphaba's knuckles tenderly, her eyes showing the fear she was feeling, but the love over powered it as the gently caressed her loves hand, and thought of how happy Elphaba could be as a free woman.

"I love you, always." Glinda whispered, and with all the strength Elphaba had, she stretched so she could caress her love's face one last time.

"And I love you, my sweet… Please, please don't do this." Elphaba said. But Glinda shook her head and gave her love's hand one last kiss, reaching into the cell and gently caressing what she could of the green face she loved so.

"I have to, my Elphie."

And that was the last thing she said to Elphaba as she was then lead away. Elphaba tried to call after her, but her lips would no longer work, her body froze with disbelief, Glinda was actually going to do it, to give up her freedom for her.

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The hours passed, and Elphaba passed back and forth as far as her chains would allow.

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Glinda stood before the court; the Large Head of Oz scared her, his booming voice made her heart race in fear.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR CHOICE?!" Oz roared, and Glinda stood straight up.

"Yes, Your Ozness, I do." Glinda said as loud as her voice would allow.

"AND DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT YOU WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO CHANGE YOUR MIND?"

"Yes, I do."

"Your Ozness, please, don't listen to her, she—" Fiyero began, as he was filled in and was standing in his Fiancé's offence, trying to make her stay and be his.

"SILENCE!!"

Fiyero quickly sat back down. He was at a loss, he couldn't do anything, he would not get what he wanted. Erick watched hopelessly as his daughter was being taken from him. Ida could not say anything either, as she was under oath not to say a word until she was addressed.

"YOUR CASE HAS ALREADY BEEN HEARD!" The Great Head of Oz, which was the form in which the grand Wizard choose to show himself to his people, turned back to Glinda. "DO YOU RENOUNCE YOUR FREEDOM FREELY, BY YOUR OWN WILL AND NO ONE ELSE?"

"I do." Glinda said.

"VERY WELL," Oz said, "GLINDA UPLAND, OF THE UPPER UPLANDS, I HEAR BY RENOUNCE YOUR TITLE OF UPLAND, TAKE YOUR FREEDOM, AND ALL RIGHTS YOU HAVE. IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO DO THIS, THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE TO SAY SO. WILL YOU ABANDON THIS FOOLISH ACT AND RETURN TO YOUR FAMILY?"

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Elphaba listened through a crack in the wall, and bit her lip.

Please, please go back, She thought.

I, Glinda Upland of the Upper Uplands…

"Don't."

Renounce my name…

"Glinda, don't!"

Freedom…

"Glinda!"

Title and legal rights...

Elphaba punched the wall in rage.

"No!"

And I give my freedom and title and rights to my slave, Elphaba…

Elphaba fell to her knees. It was over. She couldn't let this happen, but it was. It was happening. All those years, working to get everyone free so she and Glinda could be together, and it ended as she got her freedom, and the love of her life was to be thrown into the slave market.

Her mind became hazy, her body fell, her eyes rolled into her head and she fell unconscious.

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Glinda was given 10 minutes to say goodbye to her mother and father, and she was shipped to the slave market. Elphaba felt a part of her grow cold that day.

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AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry for the very very long wait! And that it gets a little choppy towards the end and stuff. The next should be up soon, if I can put all the pieces together and the last chapter should be the next.

And a big shout out to my girlfriend, I'mNotThatGirl, because she told me to keep going when I felt like giving up and was with me when I thought I'd slip away.

I'm proud to be her sunshine:)