Elphaba'sGirl: Yes, this does call for some serious Yero-time! Thanks for the idea!

The rest of the weekend past quickly. Elphaba was ready to return to Shiz early the in the morning.

"Elphaba," Colin asked. "Are you sure that you don't want to say goodbye to your father?"

"No, he's sleeping. I don't want to wake him," Elphaba stated.

"There's something else. I can tell."

"No, it's nothing."

"A-Alright," Colin said, still not fully believing Elphaba.

Colin sat across from Elphaba. He glanced her over. She looked very upset about something.

"Are you sure you don't want to -"

"No."

"Alright," Colin sighed.

A long silence passed between the two. Colin watched as Elphaba gazed out the window.

"You're not a mistake," Colin said, breaking the awkward silence.

Elphaba turned to face him. "I am. I wasn't even supposed to be born. Green or otherwise."

"Elphaba, you're not –"

"Stop! Just stop!"

"Elphaba, you just had a bad dream."

"No, it felt real. I met her. I saw her. It was all real."

Colin was about to say something else, but Elphaba covered her ears.

"No," she whispered.

He didn't know how to reach her. Everything he said made her upset.

"We're here," Colin said, lightly tapping Elphaba's knee. Elphaba looked up and tried to smile. Colin helped her out of the carriage and someone immediately ran into her arms.

"ELPHIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"Hey, Galinda," Elphaba said tiredly, returning the hug.

"I missed you so much!" Galinda said, burying her head into Elphaba's shoulder.

"I missed you, too," Elphaba said. She heard the carriage drive off. She felt bad for pushing Colin away. After all, he was only trying to help her.

"Come on! I have so much to tell you! And you have to tell me how your weekend was!" Galinda said, pulling Elphaba toward the dorms.

"Well… how was it?" Galinda asked, bouncing up and down on her bed.

"There's nothing to say," Elphaba replied, trying to stop herself from falling off the bed because of Galinda's bouncing.

"How's your father? What did you do? Are you feeling better? Things like that."

"He's fine. We didn't do anything. And no."

"What?"

"I found out something. Something that stayed buried, until now," Elphaba said as she started to cry.

"Elphie, what happened?" Galinda asked.

"I'm a mistake."

"Well, that… wait, what did you say?"

"I'm a mistake. I was never supposed to be born. My mother was engaged to someone else and had an affair with my father."

"Elphaba," Galinda soothed, wrapping the green girl in a hug. "How do you know?"

"I had a dream about my mother. She told me."

Galinda, deciding that this was getting to a very personal subject, dropped it. She leaned her head against the green girl and sighed.

"Come on. It's getting late. We should get some sleep," she said, giving Elphaba a gentle hug.

"You're right," Elphaba sighed, walking over to her bed. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Elphie."

Galinda slowly opened her eyes the next morning. She looked over at Elphaba, who was fully dressed and sitting on the other side of her bed with her back to Galinda. She slowly crawled out of her bed and walked over to Elphaba.

"Elphie?" she asked, climbing into Elphaba's bed.

"I couldn't sleep," Elphaba whispered.

"Are you alright?"

"Fine."

Galinda knew that Elphaba wasn't fine. After everyone that happened to her, there's no possible way she could be okay with all of this.

"Elphaba, talk to me. Please," Galinda begged.

Elphaba slowly looked at Galinda. After a while, her gaze returned to the floor.

Galinda patted her shoulder. Elphaba would talk to her when she was ready. Galinda stood up and went to get ready for the day.

"Miss Elphabaaaaaaaaa, can you please stay for a moment?"

Elphaba looked up at her History professor, a Goat, and nodded.

"Of course, Dr. Dillamond."

"I'll wait outside," Galinda said, standing up and walking out the door.

"Miss Elphaba, I have read your most recent essay and I would like to speak with you."

Elphaba shifted in her seat. She knew that the essay wasn't her best work.

"What happened? You usually write the most wonderful essays."

"I'm sorry," Elphaba said, her head down and her hands neatly folded in her lap.

Dr. Dillamond placed a hoof over Elphaba's hand. He knew what Elphaba was going through.

"I'll tell you what," the professor stared. "I'll give you another week to rewrite it."

Elphaba looked up in surprise. Dr. Dillamond didn't usually extend due dates.

"Thank you," Elphaba smiled as she stood up. Dr. Dillamond gave her back the old essay. He took her hand and led her to the door, where Galinda was still waiting. He smiled as he closed the door behind her.

"What did he say?" Galinda asked.

"I have to redo the essay."

Galinda quietly sighed. It took her forever to write that essay for Elphaba, not to mention the numerous spelling and grammar mistakes she made and had to correct.

"I'm sorry. You don't mind, do you?" Elphaba asked, feeling guilty that Galinda had to rewrite her essay again.

"No. Of course not," Galinda said, trying to make her voice sound as believable as possible. She suddenly remembered her promise to Elphaba that she would never lie to her. Whoops!

"Thank you," Elphaba said, believing Galinda.

"Any time."

Elphaba met Fiyero later that afternoon in the gardens.

"Fiyero?" Elphaba asked.

"Hey, Fae," Fiyero smiled, taking Elphaba hand and kissing it, causing the green girl to blush. "How was your weekend?"

Elphaba's smile faded. She gently pulled her hand away from Fiyero and looked down.

"I-I need to talk to you."

"Did I do something wrong?" Fiyero asked, starting to panic.

"No. It's not you. It's me."

"You're breaking up with me?" Fiyero cried.

Elphaba quickly reached for his and grabbed it. "No. I'm not breaking up with you."

Fiyero stopped crying. "Thank Oz! What did you want to talk to me about?"

"I was wondering if you could come to the library with me?"

"The library?" Fiyero asked, deeply confused.

Elphaba smirked. "Yes, Yero. The library. That place near the cafeteria where they have all of those books."

"I know where the library is, Fae. But why do you need to go there?"

"I need to research something."

"Fae, what happened over the weekend? What's wrong? You seem distressed about something."

"I was never supposed to be born."

Fiyero's eyes widened in shock. "W-What?"

"I'm a mistake. My mother was never married to my father. She drank this green elixir before I was born. Apparently, that's why I'm green. I just want to know how it works."

Fiyero had completely lost Elphaba after she said that she was a mistake. "Fae, you're not a mistake."

"Yes, I am. I was born from an affair. I shouldn't have been born!"

"Fae," Fiyero said, cupping Elphaba's cheeks in his hands. "You're not a mistake. You're wonderful. You're the most beautiful, amazing and talented girl I've ever met."

Elphaba looked at Fiyero, her eyes wide.

"And of course I'll come with you," he said, taking Elphaba's arm and walking with her to the library.

Elphaba flashed her boyfriend a grateful smile. "Thank you, Yero."

"What are we looking for?" Fiyero asked once they were in the library.

"Anything about strange mixtures," Elphaba answered, sitting at the table, waiting for Fiyero to return.

Fiyero came back with three books.

"Here's one," he exclaimed in triumph. He opened the book and began to read it to Elphaba.

"This mysterious substance, nicknamed the green elixir, has been a mystery to Oz ever since it first appeared. It's origins are unknown, as well as what it is made of."

"Keep going," Elphaba smiled.

"It has not been confirmed by doctors yet, but this drink appears to cause a rare illness when consumed before conceiving."

Fiyero looked up at Elphaba, who seemed to have tuned out. She looked up when she realized that Fiyero had stopped reading.

"You should read more often," Elphaba smiled. "Your voice sounds so poetic when you read."

Fiyero blushed at his girlfriend's compliment. "So, does this answer your questions?"

Elphaba nodded. "I think so. At least I know something more."

"Maybe you should talk to your father about this?"

"I can't," Elphaba shook her head. "He doesn't know that I know."

"Tell him about your dream."

"Should I?"

"Yes."

"I… I… I will," Elphaba said, trying to smile.

"You should tell him. It might make you feel better!"

Elphaba smiled. She loved spending time with Fiyero. He leaned forward over the table and kissed her forehead.

"Everything will be okay," he whispered before taking her hand and leading her outside the library.