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Chapter One

Glinda tapped her nose as she looked over the parchment placed in front of her, eyebrows furrowing. 

“What are these behind us at the altar?”

“Those are vines, Miss Upland. Very simple, very elegant.”

“And what colour are these vines?”

“They are green, Miss Upland.” 

Glinda nodded, looking over the drawing again.

“Have you had the privilege of meeting my future wife yet?” Glinda asked sweetly.

“I have.”

“Wonderful! Mister Kirks, what colour would you say my wife is?” Glinda asked, her eyes narrowing on the man. 

“Green, Miss Upland.” Mister Kirks mumbled.

“Wouldn’t you then agree that using a green background when my wife-to-be is literally green herself, would simply wash her out? Or I suppose I could say, make her blend in with the foliage? Rework it, try again.” Glinda stood and left the room, without waiting for a response. Her heels clacking on the hardwood floor. It had been five months since they settled back in and began planning their nuptials and yet every step forward also felt like a step back. 

Glinda walked into the sitting room and sighed. Shell was sitting on the couch with Saph sitting on his lap.

“Do you think you should be making out with your boyfriend when you're on the clock?” Glinda grumbled.

“Coming from the woman who has held business meetings sitting on her girlfriend's lap.” Saph teased, sliding off Shell’s lap.

“You become the boss and you can do that too, but alas, I am still in charge.” Glinda stated. 

“No need to get jealous, Gayle. There’s enough of me to go around.” Shell winked. 

“No, thank you. Saph, I need you to check in with the wedding planners, they seem to have no earthly idea what they are doing.” Glinda sighed.

“Got it.” Saph said, shooting a glare at Shell.

Glinda turned on her heels exiting the room.

“You can do so much better, Saph, but either way, not on the clock.” Glinda shot over her shoulder.

Glinda sped down the hallway until she slipped into the nursery. Elphaba sat on the floor with a large blanket laid out before her and a light green baby with blonde curls laying on her stomach. Elphaba had a book propped open in her hands, legs stretched out looking far too comfortable for a woman sitting on the floor.

“There’s Momsie’s little princess.” Glinda gushed at Mellie as her little head turned to look at her with a wide smile, before promptly blowing spit bubbles at her. 

“We’re trying to get up on our knees but we’re not fully committed.” Elphaba explained shutting the book. 

Mellie rolled onto her back and reached for Glinda, hands opening and closing. 

“You want up?” Glinda asked, mimicking the hand movement before scooping her up. 

Mellie laughed as she smacked her hands down on Glinda’s shoulder before crashing her face into Glinda’s collarbone smearing the remnants of saliva there. 

“I’m happy to see you too, my sweet girl.” Glinda hummed, kissing the top of her head.

“Liir should be back from school at any moment. Are you on homework duty tonight?” Glinda asked whilst bouncing Mellie just to hear her obnoxiously loud laugh.

“Sure, if you want to take over for her bath time.” Elphaba said simply.

“You have got yourself a deal, Miss Thropp.” Glinda grinned, offering Elphaba a hand up.

Elphaba took the offered hand and allowed Glinda to pull her to her feet. Glinda immediately stepped closer, fitting herself against Elphaba’s side.

“We’re getting pretty good at this ‘being normal parents’ thing aren’t we?” Glinda smiled, placing a soft kiss against Elphaba’s neck.

“I would say we are above average.” Elphaba nodded, resting her arm around Glinda’s waist.

“You know we should do that one thing we truly excel at after we put the kids to bed tonight.” Glinda purred. “Maybe start trying for the next one.”

“Our last one is only five months old darling.” Elphaba chuckled softly.

“Elphie,” Glinda groaned, stomping her foot. “Look how perfect, don’t you want another perfect little baby? Mellie doesn’t even scrunch anymore.”

“Well, if you would like one that bad, you can carry the next one.” Elphaba said with a raised brow.

“But, you’re so much better at it.” Glinda pouted.

“Darling, if you just want to fuck me, we can use birth control.” Elphaba grinned.

“I don’t want to use birth control, I want to have a million babies with you.” Glinda mumbled.

“Well then you are certainly carrying them. I did the first two. It's your turn.” Elphaba laughed.

“Look at the baby we made, how sweet and perfect. Don’t you want another one?”

“I’m rather quite content with the two we have. Maybe when this one is out of diapers you’ll have more luck.” 

“Don’t you remember how fun it was trying? Also we’re getting old Elphie. We need to start popping them out before we are too old.”

“Galinda… I am not a baby mill.” Elphaba groaned.

“I know darling. I know.” Glinda sighed.

“Either wait until she’s out of diapers, or you carry the next one… and not before the wedding.” 

“Fine. Sorry Mellie, I tried.” Glinda sighed. Mellie just blew bubbles against her collarbone. 

***

Glinda entered the dining room with a freshly bathed Mellie, who was very happy indeed to be in Glinda’s arms. Mellie babbled away, arms excitedly slapping down on Glinda’s shoulder repeatedly. 

Liir beamed up at them, quill still clenched in his hand. Elphaba reading his answers over his shoulder.

“Are you hovering?” Glinda chuckled, leaning down to place a kiss on Liir’s head.

“Just proof-reading.” Elphaba grumbled.

“She’s hovering.” Liir confirmed.

“It did look a lot like hovering.” Glinda smiled. “No need to worry Elphie, he gets his brains from you.” Glinda chirped, leaning down to kiss Elphaba and glaring over at Liir’s groan.

“If you keep being a butt, I’ll kiss Mama even more. Don’t test me.” Glinda warned, kissing Elphaba one more time to prove a point.

“My friend's parents don’t kiss as much as mine do.” Liir complained.

“Tell your friend's parents that I’m deeply sorry they are in unhappy relationships.” Glinda laughed, settling on Elphaba’s lap despite the abundance of chairs surrounding them. 

“Can I be done soon?” Liir whined.

“That’s up to you. How soon do you think you’ll be finished with all the questions?” Elphaba replied flatly.

“But Momsie already said I get my brains from you.” Liir attempted.

“Intelligence is hard work, not something you can just inherit.” Elphaba deadpanned. 

“That’s not what Momsie said.” Liir sang in a spoton impression of Glinda. 

Elphaba rolled her eyes and nudged Glinda who beamed proudly back at her.

“That’s my boy.” Glinda sang.

“You’re a bad influence on every member of this household.” Elphaba sighed.

“I’m a great influence, and I did warn you that our children would be just like me.” Glinda replied.

“You did.” Elphaba replied dryly.

“Well, Liiry, I do unfortunately agree with your mother. You have to finish your homework. Only then can you be free! It will be time to eat soon, and I do believe Fiyero is supposed to arrive tonight.” Glinda sighed.

“Yes, he should be arriving anytime.” Elphaba grumbled.

“You’re in a mood tonight.” Glinda said, turning to eye Elphaba.

 “Since you made me replace his leg he’s been unbearable.” Elphaba grumbled, forcing a dramatic smile when Mellie poked her little head up.

“Darling, Fiyero has always been unbearable. Besides, I put him in the room next to ours so we can be even more unbearable than him.” Glinda teased, wiggling her hips.

“And they say I’m the wicked one.” Elphaba scoffed.

“Well, it's not taking a man's leg or anything.” Glinda countered.

“It’s really hard to focus on homework with you two talking nonstop.” Liir sighed.

“Oops. You got it. Elphie stop talking so much.” Glinda scolded.

Elphaba rolled her eyes, but didn’t reply. Liir began writing again, and Glinda leaned back into Elphaba, placing quick small kisses along her jaw.

“No kissing either.” Liir grumbled.

“You’re a cruel dictator, my boy.” Glinda sighed, leaning back against Elphaba.

***

“Fiyero is set up in his room, kids are asleep, your brother is out with Saph and finally, I get you alone.” Glinda announced as she slid into their bedroom, shutting the door behind her.

Elphaba held up a finger as she finished reading the paragraph she had been working on before replacing her bookmark and shutting her book. Glinda stood at the edge of the bed looking like a wounded puppy.

“What?” Elphaba asked.

“You just told me to wait when I’ve already been waiting all day.” Glinda groaned, dramatically throwing herself across Elphaba’s legs.

“I’m terribly sorry darling, I just had to finish my sentence or it would be on my mind all night. Why don’t you come up here, let me kiss you and make it better.” Elphaba said sweetly.

“Just one kiss?” Glinda mumbled.

“Many kisses.” Elphaba chuckled.

“Alright, fine, then I’ll forgive you.” Glinda said cheerfully.

“I thought you might.” Elphaba grinned as Glinda climbed up to come to a rest straddling Elphaba’s hips.

“Don’t be too cocky, or I’ll make you work harder for it.” Glinda threatened, as Elphaba reached up to pull her down.

“No you won’t,” Elphaba began, pausing to land a slow sloppy kiss on Glinda’s lips. “Because you want to make me scream to annoy Fiyero too much.” 

“I simply don’t know what you are talking about.” Glinda said sweetly, waving her hand like she could shoo the thought away despite her wide grin giving her away. “Speaking of Fiyero, he would like to submit a request to the board to take a trip with us and Liir to the park tomorrow. He wishes to have father-son bonding time.” Glinda said with a shrug.

“What’s the occasion?” Elphaba deadpanned.

“Getting a new leg gave him a new lease on life, I don’t know.” Glinda chuckled, capturing Elphaba’s lips again.

“So this is your fault, for making me give him a new leg.” Elphaba hummed against Glinda’s lips.

“Do you want to keep talking about Fiyero, or do you want to take our clothes off?” Glinda countered.

Elphaba reached under Glinda’s shirt slowly pulling it over her head, leaving her in nothing but a lacy bra. Elphaba softly ran her hands up from her hips to settle on her ribcage.

“Oz, you would think at some point I would grow used to just how unbelievably sexy you are, that it wouldn't still disarm me so much.” Elphaba whispered.

“Please never get used to it, I would simply die if you ever stopped looking at me like that.” Glinda purred.

Elphaba grinned, allowing Glinda to pull Elphaba’s shirt off, revealing that she wore nothing at all underneath it. Glinda beamed before pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. 

“Oz, Glinda.” Elphaba groaned, a blush spreading across her chest and travelling up her neck from Glinda’s focused attention.

“You’re so incredibly hot, and I’m the most blessed woman in all of Oz to be able to call you mine.” Glinda whispered.

Glinda let her fingers glide from Elphaba’s shoulders down the sides of her full breast. Glinda smiled at the way she arched into her touch. 

“I love just how sensitive you are.” Glinda whispered, letting her thumbs slide over sensitive nipples, giggling at the release of milk from the slightest stimulation.

“You just enjoy making a mess don’t you?” Elphaba asked with a raised brow.

“Pardon me for being in awe of you.” Glinda teased, nipping at Elphaba’s jaw.

Elphaba turned to capture Glinda’s lips again, smiling against her lips as Glinda squeaked while she rolled herself against Elphaba.

Elphaba wrapped an arm around Glinda’s waist before easily flipping them, pinning Glinda under her body, ignoring Glinda’s little yelp before her low groan as her hands fell onto Elphaba’s arms.

“Have I ever told you how sexy your arms are?” Glinda purred.

“Once or twice.” Elphaba grinned, reaching down to undo Glinda’s pants. “It’s a crime for you to be wearing this much clothes in our bed.” 

“Well, darling, I was under the impression that I was to be the one touching you.” Glinda chuckled, shifting her hips to help Elphaba drag her pants off, leaving her in only her matching black underwear.

“You took too long, now you have to wait your turn.” Elphaba grinned, kissing along Glinda’s collarbone. “You are absolutely breathtaking like this.” Elphaba whispered trailing wet kisses down Glinda’s sternum. 

“Hmm, you sound far too sure of yourself Miss Thropp and I haven't decided if I’m willing to give up control yet.” Glinda pondered.

“You seem to be in quite a vulnerable position for a woman unsure if she's relinquishing control.” Elphaba teased, placing the heel of her hand firmly against Glinda’s damp underwear, grinning at Glinda’s gasp.

“Are you challenging me, Miss Thropp?” Glinda asked, raising a brow.

“I’m going to take these sexy panties off of you, then I’m going to use my mouth on your warm naked pussy until you cum so many times you can barely keep your eyes open. We both know you are not giving that up, so let's stop pretending you have any control left here.” 

“Hmm. You forgot about one very important thing darling.” Glinda smiled sweetly.

“Oh? And what is that?” Elphaba asked smugly, a grin of amusement on her face.

Glinda propped herself up to nip at Elphaba’s earlobe, her hand sliding into Elphaba’s sweatpants easily. Glinda’s fingers teasingly traced wet lips, smiling at Elphaba’s soft gasp.

“You forgot, my love, that I am far more practiced at self-control than you are.” Glinda whispered directly in her ear, letting her finger ghost over her clitoris in small circles, just enough to feel her there, but not nearly enough to build the tension in her body. “That I am always in control here, that I give you the illusion of control to make you feel good, but I am the one with the power to take it away whenever I choose. You have always been putty in my hands Miss Thropp, I think maybe it’s time I remind you of that, since you seem to have forgotten.” Glinda continued whispering seductively in her ear.

Elphaba moaned at her words and Glinda’s fingers teasing her; constantly giving and taking away pressure.

“Look at you, already giving in. Not so cocky now are you, Miss Thropp?” Glinda purred.

Elphaba didn’t reply, only shifting her hips trying to get more friction, groaning as Glinda tutted at her.

“Oh no, darling. You were being far too bratty. I can’t reward that. You’re going to have to beg for it, my love.”

“Glinda… don’t be a tease.” Elphaba groaned.

“Oh, I’m not teasing darling. You wanted power, I’m giving it to you. All you have to do is beg me and I’ll give you exactly what you want.” 

“And if I refuse?” Elphaba challenged.

“You may, but I think you know we are just prolonging the inevitable my darling.” Glinda giggled. 

“Please.” Elphaba growled.

“Oh honey, that’s not enough.” Glinda laughed.

“Please fuck me.” Elphaba pleaded begrudgingly.

“You can do better.” Glinda whispered, nipping at Elphaba’s neck.

“Glinda, please. You know what I want, you can feel how bad I want you. Don’t torture me.” Elphaba groaned, gasping loudly as Glinda gave her a moment of pressure before taking it away again.

“Beg me, Miss Thropp.” Glinda growled.

“Glinda, please fuck me. Please make me cum. I need you. You’re in control, you’re always in control. Fuck, please baby. Please.” Elphaba pleaded breathlessly, crying out as Glinda finally gave her what she wanted.

“That’s my good girl. All you have to do is ask nicely and I’ll give you what you want. I always take care of my girl, don't I?” Glinda purred into Elphaba’s ear, smiling at the wrecked sounds already falling out of Elphaba. 

Glinda sat up, not changing her rhythm at all as she slowly manoeuvred Elphaba back to the mattress. Elphaba whimpered as Glinda slid her hand out of her pants.

“Don’t worry, darling. You are simply wearing far too many clothes for my liking right now.” Glinda whispered, hooking her thumbs in the waistband of Elphaba’s pants and pulling them off slowly.

“Much better, now you have a choice darling.” Glinda smiled, using her index finger to lightly draw shapes around Elphaba’s navel. “I can either go back to using my hand, or you can wrap those sexy strong legs around my shoulders while I make you scream using my mouth.” Glinda said sweetly, beaming up at Elphaba. 

Elphaba felt the air drain from her lungs at the mere suggestion of Glinda between her legs in nothing but her sexy lacy underwear. The taunting and dominating that Glinda was attempting, successfully reduced Elphaba’s brain to mush, barely able to form a coherent thought. Glinda must have noticed this as she giggled softly.

“Speechless already, my love? For how cocky you were, I thought you would put up a little bit more of a fight.” Glinda taunted. “I suppose I’ll just have to make the choice for you then.” Glinda said with a sigh as if it were a huge inconvenience.

Glinda settled between Elphaba’s thighs, placing her hands on each thigh to spread Elphaba out further. Glinda leaned in until her breath ghosted over Elphaba, before grinning up wickedly. Elphaba moaned in anticipation and drank in the sight of her, perfectly composed and in control, as if she wasn’t just as desperate. 

Glinda let her tongue lightly travel over wet dark curls, savouring the familiar taste of Elphaba without giving in too quickly. Glinda knew from the slight tremble in Elphaba’s thighs and the twitch in her hips trying to chase Glinda’s tongue, that it would not take long to completely unravel her.

“I love the way you taste Elphie. You’re being so good for me, so patient.” Glinda hummed, moving her attention to the other side to mirror her previous actions.

“Please, Glinda.” Elphaba whined. 

“Oh, look who found her voice.” Glinda teased. “No need to beg this time, love. I’ll get there eventually. First, I’m going to enjoy you. I’m going to take my time, love.” Glinda paused to rake her nails gently down Elphaba’s thighs. “I know how close you are already and I’m not ready to be finished with you just yet.”

“Galinda, Oz, you’re going to drive me mad.” Elphaba groaned.

“Don’t try to get your way by using my old name, like you don’t know how much that drives me crazy. I am going to drive you mad.” Glinda paused to kiss where Elphaba’s thigh meets her hip, pulling the skin between her teeth lightly. “Then I’m going to bring you so close, you can feel yourself teetering on the edge.” Glinda moved to mirror her actions on the other side. “Then I’m going to pull back, and listen to your frustrated screams.” Glinda kissed up to Elphaba’s navel, slowly circling her tongue around it. “I’m going to do it over and over again, until you’re sure you’re either going to cry or pass away… then, I’m going to bring you back to the edge so quickly… only then will I finally let you cum in my mouth.” Glinda smiled as Elphaba’s body arched and she moaned loudly. “But, honey, I’m not going to slow down or stop, I’m going to keep going until you're screaming and you're certain you can’t take anymore, until you’re completely overwhelmed by the overstimulation, until you can’t remember your own name-” 

“Fuck!” Elphaba shouted, her back arching completely off the bed. “How am I so close without even being touched?” Elphaba whined.

“Hmm. Because you’re already so desperate for me?” Glinda taunted, letting her tongue lazily roll over Elphaba’s clit. 

Elphaba’s entire body tensed instantly, a desperate cry erupting from deep in her chest. Glinda moaned loudly at just how soaking wet Elphaba already was.

“Fuck, I wish you could see yourself like this. So fucking hot, wide open and dripping for me.” 

“Galinda please! I need you! I can’t take it! Please darling! Please let me cum!” Elphaba cried loudly, desperate enough to no longer care about holding onto any scrap of dignity. 

Glinda licked around Elphaba’s opening, collecting as much of her as she could on her tongue. Glinda moaned wantonly into Elphaba’s sensitive skin.

“Lurline, Elphaba. You are my favorite flavor in all of Oz.” Glinda grinned, watching Elphaba’s hands grip the sheets, a desperate cry escaping her. 

A bang on the wall only made Glinda’s smile stretch, especially since Elphaba was so lost in herself that she didn’t even seem to notice. Elphaba’s hips arched chasing Glinda as she pulled away. 

“Please, Galinda, please.” Elphaba repeatedly whined. 

“You’re not going to forget who's in charge again are you, my love?” Glinda taunted, drawing soft circles across Elphaba’s pelvis with her index finger. 

“No, you are. You’re in charge.” Elphaba rasped.

“Louder darling.” Glinda teased, leaning her face back down slowly.

“You are in charge!” Elphaba shouted.

“I do love it so much when you get this desperate for me, darling.” Glinda chuckled. 

Glinda’s lips barely had a chance to seal around Elphaba’s clit before Elphaba tensed and promptly shattered, screaming Glinda’s name. Elphaba’s hips buckled wildly, as Glinda began sucking and circling her tongue in a devastating pattern.

Glinda threw an arm over Elphaba’s hips pushing against her to keep her in place, trying to not get lost in the loud sounds escaping her fiancee as they half formed her name and fell off into unintelligible desperate guttural moans. Glinda used her free hand to seamlessly slide two fingers inside Elphaba, finding exactly what she was looking for with a practiced ease just as a much louder bang on the wall mixed with Elphaba’s screech. 

“Galinda! Fuck!” Elphaba screamed, barely even sounding like herself with the rasp in her voice. 

A gush of liquid raced from Elphaba, soaking the sheets and Glinda’s mouth and hand, causing the blonde to moan loudly without releasing her mouth's hold on Elphaba.

“I can’t! Galinda! I can’t anymo- Fuck!!!” 

Elphaba collapsed onto the mattress as Glinda slowly brought her back down. Easing her fingers out gently and giggling softly at the shudder that racked Elphaba’s body. Glinda left one last kiss atop Elphaba’s dark curls before sitting back and admiring her handiwork. 

Elphaba’s chest rapidly rose and fell, her eyes slammed shut, soft moans and groans escaping her as her body still twitched from the lingering sensation. 

“Nevermind, I wish you could see yourself like this more. Completely wrecked for me. Oz, Elphie, you’re so fucking beautiful.” Glinda sighed, mesmerised. 

Elphaba only hummed, unable to accomplish much else. There was a loud knock on the door and Glinda smiled, knowing exactly who it was. Glinda quickly covered Elphaba with a blanket before skipping over to the door, swinging it open and leaning on it, beaming at Fiyero.

Fiyero’s eyes travelled slowly over Glinda. She knew how she looked, standing there leaning against the door in her lacy underwear, the evidence of their previous activity coating her face. She imagined her hair was wild and out of place. She knew she looked hot, even before Fiyero’s sharp intake of air.

“The screaming, really?” Fiyero asked, finally composing himself.

“Oh, I am deeply sorry for the disturbance, but as you can imagine Elphie is pretty sleepy now. So, we shouldn’t disturb you again tonight. Sweet dreams Fiyero.” Glinda chirped.

Fiyero didn’t respond or move right away, just looking over Glinda again, as if remembering a long forgotten time where she was his.

“Is there anything else I could help you with Yero?” Glinda asked cheerfully. 

“This is exceptionally cruel, you know?” Fiyero sighed.

“More cruel than taking your leg?” Glinda asked with a slight head tilt.

“Goodnight, Glinda.” Fiyero grumbled.

“Night, Fiyero.” Glinda sang before shutting the door and turning back to an obviously sleeping Elphaba.

“Awe, darling. You missed it.” Glinda giggled to herself.

***

Fiyero eyed Glinda from across the table as she pretended not to notice while cooing at Mellie in Elphaba’s arms. Mellie laughed and reached for Glinda, bouncing herself in Elphaba’s firm grip.

“Momsie can’t take you right now, Princess. Mama is going to feed you.” Glinda cooed, scrunching her nose to earn a laugh from the infant.

Elphaba was still avoiding eye contact with Fiyero, as she quickly shovelled bites of her own breakfast into her mouth.

“Liiry, did you already pack your bag for school?” Glinda asked, turning her attention to the boy sitting next to Fiyero.

“Yes, Momsie. I already got my lunch kit and I put my homework back in my bag last night.” Liir sighed, as if inconvenienced.

“That’s my big boy.” Glinda gushed, earning herself an eye roll from Liir. “Fiyero, can I get you something? Bugs? Hay? Hopes and dreams? I’m not quite sure what scarecrows eat.” Glinda asked pleasantly.

“Momsie!” Liir chided.

“It’s alright, she’s been jealous ever since I left her and stole your Mama from her.” Fiyero explained casually.

“And yet.” Glinda beamed, wrapping an arm around Elphaba’s shoulders as she wrestled Mellie into a more natural position to breastfeed. 

“Don’t involve me in your bickering, children.” Elphaba grumbled, not looking up.

Glinda smiled cockily before mouthing ‘I won.’ to Fiyero.

“Momsie… would it be okay if Fiyero rode with me to school today?” Liir asked, not looking up from his breakfast. 

Elphaba looked over at Glinda, trying to gauge her reaction. Fiyero stared at her with a grin and a tilted head.

“O-oh… yeah Liir, if that’s what you would like.” Glinda said with a forced smile.

“Darling…” Elphaba began quietly.

“Thanks Momsie.” Liir said casually.

“Of course, darling. Well, I should bring this plate to the kitchen.” Glinda trilled, standing.

“Don’t you pay-” Fiyero let his voice trail off at the glare from Elphaba. 

Liir looked up at that, looking between Fiyero and Elphaba slowly as Glinda disappeared behind the door to the kitchen. 

“Did I say something wrong? Did I make Momsie mad?” Liir asked, trying to piece together the looks on Fiyero and Elphaba’s face.

“No, buddy. You didn’t do anything wrong.” Fiyero said easily.

“Momsie is not mad at you.” Elphaba added.

Liir pushed his chair back loudly and bounced to his feet, leaving his empty plate behind. 

“Liir-” Elphaba called after him, sighing when she was ignored. She turned her glare to Fiyero. “What’s with the sudden daddy routine?” Elphaba grumbled.

“Maybe I have accepted that I will never get you back, but I still have our son.” Fiyero shrugged.

“What convenient timing.” Elphaba shot. 

…

“Momsie?” Liir asked cautiously, from a few steps inside the kitchen. 

Glinda stood with her back to him, hovering over the sink. She sniffled before turning on the water.

“Yes, honey?” Glinda asked, trying to hide the waver in her voice.

“What are you doing?” Liir asked.

“Oh, just rinsing my plate. The staff work so hard, I figured I could make their jobs less difficult.” Glinda said in her best attempt at her chipper-tone.

“But you pay them a lot of money to do their jobs.” Liir pointed out, slightly tilting his head.

“Yes… well…” Glinda sighed, unable to find a suitable excuse.

“Did I make you mad at me, Momsie?” Liir asked, looking down at his feet.

Glinda whirled around to look at him then, seeing his nervous stance, his one foot scruffing the floor.

“Oh, no, sweet boy. I’m not angry at you. My love, come here.” Glinda said getting on a knee on the floor with her arms held out. Liir rushed into her arms and almost on instinct began twirling his fingers in her hair. Glinda sighed softly at the familiar contact.

“I made you cry. I’m sorry Momsie. I don’t want Fiyero to ride with me anymore. It’s way more fun with you anyway-”

“Hush, my love. We don’t lie to each other, remember? Of course you want to spend time with your father. I understand that. I’m a little sad because you are not my little boy anymore, you’re growing so quickly. Soon you’re not going to need me at all. It just wasn’t enough time for me. Though, I don’t think any amount of time would have felt like enough.” Glinda said sadly, kissing his cheek.

“I’m always going to need you Momsie. Just like sometimes you still need your Momsie, and you’re all grown up.” Liir said softly. Glinda squeezed him tighter. “And don’t tell Mama or Fiyero, but you’re still my favorite.” Liir finished in a whisper. 

Glinda barked a laugh at that, despite the fresh tears that fell. She pulled back just enough to place her hands on Liir’s cheeks.

“My sweet darling boy. I love you so much. Remember, I may not have made you…” Glinda trailed off, looking at Liir expectantly.

“But I’m still the first one that made you a Momsie.” Liir finished with a grin.

“That’s right. Please don’t feel bad for wanting your father too. That’s completely natural. I know you love him. Oz, he’s annoying as hell but I love him too. Don’t worry about hurting my feelings by wanting to bond with your father. I need you to understand that.” 

“I don’t need him at all. I have you. He didn’t even want to be my dad before. So if it makes you sad, I don’t want to see him at all.” 

“Liir Chuffrey Upland-Thropp. Listen to me. You have every right to know your father, and I want you to. Loving him does not mean you love me any less, does it?” Glinda asked.

“Of course not! I love you so much Momsie.”

“As I love you so much my darling. As long as I’m not in a competition against Fiyero for who wins you in the end, then everything is fine.” Glinda said softly.

“You are always my Momsie, I promise.” Liir said seriously.

“Perfect. Then let me fix your hair before you head into the carriage.” Glinda said, smiling softly as he ducked his head to allow Glinda to fix his hair.

“You’ll still walk me to the carriage and kiss me goodbye right?” Liir asked as Glinda ran her fingers through his curls.

“Of course, my love.” Glinda said sweetly, going to stand but being pulled back down by Liir.

“Wait…” Liir said, looking at the sink before grabbing a fresh cloth off the counter and running it under the cool water that was still running. Liir wrung out the cloth before moving back to Glinda and gently wiping her face with the cloth. “He doesn’t need to know you cried. It can be our secret.” Liir whispered.

“My sweetest boy. You get that from your Mama you know.” 

“I know. You always tell me.” Liir chuckled. 

“Am I presentable now?” Glinda asked.

“Prettiest girl in all of Oz.” Liir grinned.

“Perfect.” Glinda winked, standing and holding a hand out to Liir. 

Glinda walked Liir to the carriage, followed by Elphaba and Fiyero. She took a moment to fix the straps of his bag and look over his hair one last time. 

“Have the best day my boy. I love you big, big, like the whole sky.” Glinda said sweetly, pulling him tight and kissing his head.

“Love you Momsie. Will you help me with homework tonight?” 

“Of course.”

Liir climbed into the carriage after hugging Elphaba and kissing Mellie’s head. Glinda held out her arms to Fiyero, waiting until he was in her arms before turning her face to whisper in his ear.

“If anything happens to him, if you make him so much as cry a single tear...I will allow Elphaba to do whatever she wants to you and I will not interfere. So be a good boy and be on your best behaviour and protect him with your life.” Glinda growled.

“He was my son first, Glinda.” Fiyero deadpanned.

“Oh honey, you helped make him. You haven’t earned the role yet… you’re still just auditioning. So, no, he is very much my son first, next and last. Now, off you go before he is late.” Glinda said with a saccharine smile.

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Chapter Two

“Glinda! Glinda, get over here!” Elphaba called excitedly from the other room. 

Glinda dropped the paint samples in her hands, letting them clatter on the floor. She rushed into the nursery, skidding to a stop, her hands flying to her mouth.

“Mellie! You got yourself up?” Glinda gasped, bouncing in spot with her excitement.

Mellie laughed at Glinda’s excitement. Mellie wobbled, reaching a hand out tentatively. Elphaba sat up on the floor straighter, eyes flashing to Glinda.

“Elphie…”

“Keep talking to her.” Elphaba whispered.

“Look at you Princess! Momsie’s strong and smart girl!” Glinda gushed.

Mellie attempted to move towards Glinda, falling onto her side. Her brown eyes narrowed in a look of concentration that resembled Elphaba’s so much that Glinda felt her heart skip a beat. Mellie pulled herself back onto all fours before attempting again.

“Stubborn like your Mama. That’s it honey. Come to Momsie.” Glinda gushed, settling on the floor on her knees, holding her arms out.

Mellie fumbled her way through crawling and mostly rolling until she crossed the short distance to Glinda, who excitedly pulled her up to her feet by her little hands. Mellie’s hands gripped tightly around Glinda’s index fingers, bouncing in spot with the help of Glinda.

“Elphie! She’s so big! Did you see?!” Glinda gushed beaming at Mellie who laughed as she bounced again.

“Yes, darling. I was right here the whole time.” Elphaba grinned, though there was something in her voice that drew Glinda’s attention.

“Darling?” Glinda asked, tilting her head curiously. 

Elphaba didn’t look off, she looked perfectly as excited as Glinda. She wasn’t crying or shying away from Glinda’s attention. Yet, Glinda could see it, could feel it. The almost undetectable shift in her voice, the slightly different shine in her eyes. Elphaba smiled despite herself.

“I hate how you can do that.” Elphaba whispered, fingers playing with the edge of the blanket.

“Do what?” Glinda asked, letting Mellie fall into her arms.

“See right through me.” Elphaba sighed.

“I don’t think you truly hate it darling.” Glinda chuckled.

“Sometimes it's rather inconvenient.” Elphaba countered.

“You’re doing an excellent job shifting the focus of this conversation, however that’s a classic Glinda move. So, why don’t we just skip to the part where you tell me what has happened in that brilliant brain of yours.” Glinda said, smiling lovingly at Elphaba.

“It’s just… you’re actually here this time. I have someone to call out to for these moments. I’m not doing this alone. I don’t know… maybe Fiyero being here is just a reminder of how incredibly lucky I am to have you.” Elphaba said awkwardly.

“Fiyero is an idiot. Getting to do this with you is a blessing. I truly do love every moment of our family darling.” Glinda said, reaching for Elphaba.

“I know you do. That’s what makes it even more overwhelming. You’re not just playing a role to make me happy. You are everything I imagined you would be and more. I’m just unbelievably thankful for you. You are everything I ever needed.” Elphaba explained softly, moving to sit beside Glinda.

Glinda gently placed Mellie on her stomach, pulling her toys closer, before turning back to Elphaba and straddling her stretched out legs, kissing Elphaba to express her own overwhelming emotion at Elphaba’s words. Elphaba’s hands came to Glinda’s hips as she allowed herself to fall back to the floor. Glinda suddenly pulled away from the kiss, her brows creasing in worry as she stared at the floor beside Elphaba.

“What’s wrong, love?” Elphaba asked, bringing a hand up to cup Glinda’s cheek.

“Fiyero is trying…”

“He is.” Elphaba nodded slightly.

“What happens if he truly becomes the man you always needed him to be…” Glinda nervously drew shapes with her finger against Elphaba’s arm. “How does that change things?” 

“Glinda…” Elphaba said with an air of warning.

“No, but really. You still love him, you always have. So if he becomes the man you needed… there’s no more excuse for you not to be with him-”

“Galinda Arduenna Upland, do you truly believe that?” Elphaba asked, glancing over to Mellie who was banging on one of her musical toys. “Do you believe that I’m only here waiting for Fiyero to be a good partner?” Elphaba asked exasperated.

“I can’t be left at the altar twice Elphaba. I would simply die. So, as much as it would hurt me, I would rather you tell me now. So that-” Glinda squared her shoulders in preparation as Elphaba’s arm wrapped around her waist.

“You want me to tell you right now?” Elphaba asked softly.

Elphaba’s heart threatened to break as Glinda looked at her, dark eyes swimming in sadness as she tried to put on a brave face as she nodded. Elphaba suddenly flipped them over, pinning Glinda under her. Glinda yelped at the sudden change of perspective.

“I think that you probably shouldn’t have asked to marry me if you think I’m waiting around for my ex-boyfriend. I thought by now you would know how absolutely crazy I am for you.”

“But Fiyero is-”

“The father of our son? What about Mellie? Glinda, how many times do I have to say it until you believe me? It’s always been you. I would murder that man in cold blood just to see a hint of a smile from you-” Elphaba was cut off by Glinda wrapping her arms around Elphaba’s shoulders to hold herself up. Glinda’s kiss wasn’t soft but also wasn’t desperate. Elphaba moaned into the kiss before a familiar voice came from the door.

“You know, I don’t actually have blood anymore. However, it does feel very satisfying that even the great Glinda Upland is still threatened by me.” Fiyero said from where he leaned on the door frame.

“Do you often spy on others' private moments?” Elphaba shot. 

“That is the job you asked me to do, isn't it?” Fiyero countered with a grin. 

Glinda groaned and let herself fall back against the floor. Elphaba settled her weight down on top of her, earning her a bright smile as Glinda’s arms wrapped possessively around her neck.

“And have you found any relevant information or have you only been eavesdropping on private couples moments?” Elphaba countered.

“The usual, small rumblings of conspiracy theories. They are terribly unorganized. I truly don’t think you have anything to worry about here. If Morrible is actually working with them, then she’s lost her touch.” Fiyero shrugged. 

Fiyero’s eyes drifted to where Glinda was now placing lingering kisses along Elphaba’s jaw. Elphaba watched the jealousy flicker across his face before he quickly slipped the mask back on. Just to be a brat, Elphaba shifted her face slightly to catch Glinda’s lips in a quick kiss, her eyes never leaving Fiyero’s as he rolled his eyes.

“Is it like a kink between you two to be all over each other in front of your children?” Fiyero grumbled.

“Oh, no, that just happens naturally when you love your partner as much as we love each other. I wouldn’t expect you to understand.” Glinda said sweetly, though it was hard to feel superior from her place sprawled out on the floor.

“Uh huh. So while you two are dry humping, who watches the baby?” Fiyero countered.

“She’s fine.” Elphaba sighed, glancing back at Mellie who was currently stuffing one of her teething ring toys in her mouth.

“Wait, you guys actually dry hump in front of your baby?” Fiyero asked incredulously. 

“Wouldn’t you love to know?” Elphaba countered, grinning at Glinda’s intake of air as her leg settled between Glinda’s thighs.

“You know… I don’t think I ever really considered how hot it would be to watch my two ex-girlfriends go at it-” Fiyero began.

“Urg, gross. It was not an invitation.” Elphaba interrupted.

“Just food for thought, I wouldn’t be opposed-”

“Momsie!?” Liir shouted as he walked into the house, slamming the glass doors behind him.

“Oh, thank Oz. I’ve got to go.” Glinda sang before capturing Elphaba’s lips in a searing kiss that had Elphaba moaning into her mouth and shifting her hips.

“Set up at the table Liir, I’ll be there in a clock tick!” Glinda called back.

“Stop kissing!” Liir countered.

“We’re not!” 

“Liar!”

Elphaba scoffed and shook her head.

“Oz, is he the Gale Force?” Glinda murmured, as Elphaba rolled off of her.

***

“So, anyway this blonde girl in a different grade was being mean to my friend, but her boyfriend actually is secretly in love with my friend-” Liir was ranting. 

Elphaba looked like she was ready to fall asleep on top of her plate full of hot pasta. Fiyero was deeply confused, unable to keep up with the twists and turns of children’s storytelling. Melena was blissfully ignoring the conversation, focusing on her meal. Saph and Shell were in their own world giggling softly with each other. Glinda leaned inwards, listening with rapt attention, her fork hovering over her plate. 

“Wait, the boyfriend is in love with Trism?” Glinda clarified. Liir nodded rapidly. “Oh, that is juicy.” Glinda gasped, leaning in more.

“Right?! Trism doesn’t like him back obviously. He says he had much prettier boys chasing him in Gillikin, that he doesn’t have time for average boys that settle for any girl that shows interest.”

“Love that.” Glinda interrupted. 

“But Flicka, that’s the name of the girlfriend, she really hates Trism and she is being really mean to him and when we were outside she pushed Trism off the monkey bars and called him a queer and I don’t even know what that means but I know it's probably mean-”

“Well, she probably meant it in a mean way, but Mama and I are queer because we are two women.” Glinda explained. 

“You and Mama are lesbians.” Liir said, confused.

“Well, no. We like boys and girls so we’re bisexual. Lesbians are girls who only like girls.” Glinda explained.

“What are boys who only like boys?” Liir asked awkwardly.

“Gay. But these are just labels, some people can live perfectly fine without labelling themselves.” Glinda responded.

“Oh, okay.” Liir said, drawing shapes beside his plate with his finger, not looking up at Glinda.

“So Flicka was being mean, then what happened?” Glinda asked. Liir’s eyes flashed up at Elphaba, who still seemed to be battling her desire to fall asleep.

“Well… it made me really mad. But, I knew if I hit her I would get in a lot of trouble… so when we got back to class…” Liir’s eyes flicked to Elphaba then back to the table. “I used my magic to turn her lunch into a rotting fish.” Liir mumbled the rest.

“Liir!” Elphaba chastised, suddenly very awake. Glinda threw her head back cackling so hard.

“Oh, Elphie, she deserved it!” Glinda defended.

“That is not what we use our magic for.” Elphaba countered.

“Oh, would you rather be summoned to the school for Liir starting fist fights?” Glinda asked with a raised brow.

“Bad influence.” Elphaba said, pointing an accusing finger at Glinda, who only rolled her eyes.

“I know we’ve been talking a lot about Trism… but when's the last time you wrote to Eberly?” Glinda asked casually, finally stabbing her fork into her pasta.

“Oh, I’m not sure.” Liir said, avoiding Glinda’s eyes again.

“Would you like me to help you send a letter to her tonight?” Glinda asked, watching Liir.

“I don’t know… maybe.” Liir shrugged, his cheeks burning.

“Or I could help you write a letter to Trism. You could give it to him in the morning.” Glinda said casually.

Elphaba opened her mouth to point out the absurdity of writing to someone you would see in the morning, but stopped herself at Glinda’s warning glance. Liir smiled softly to himself at the thought but quickly hid it, looking up to Glinda with a shrug.

“Maybe.” He replied.

“Liir… is Trism your boyfriend?” Glinda asked, leaning in with her usual look when she was looking right through him. 

“What?! No! Of course not!” Liir answered too quickly, his cheeks burning a bright red. 

“Okay, that’s okay. But you really want him to be right?” Glinda asked softly.

Liir’s eyes darted around the table at the uninterested dinner company. First to Fiyero, who was looking at him with a look of curiosity. His eyes shifted to Elphaba, who still held a look of being thoroughly unimpressed in general before settling on Glinda, who was peering into the depths of his soul.

“No… we’re just friends, okay?” Liir said softly.

Glinda hummed, unconvinced, as she leaned back in her chair and began focusing on her meal again.

“That’s too bad. That boy looks at you the way I used to look at Mama.” Glinda sighed, purposely sounding distracted.

“The way you still look at me.” Elphaba added, grinning at Glinda who winked at her.

“He does?” Liir asked after a few moments of silence.

“Oh, absolutely. That boy is smitten with you. Well, of course he is. You are pretty great.” Glinda said casually.

“But he had a lot of pretty boys around him in Gillikin… why would he like me?” Liir asked. 

“Well, you are incredibly handsome. Thanks to your father, he did give you his only good quality.” Glinda paused to smile sweetly at Fiyero who rolled his eyes. “Thanks to Mama you’re a powerful sorcerer. And thanks to me, you are charming and witty. You, my darling boy, are a catch and it’s clear Trism is well aware of that.” 

“You really think so?” Liir asked lightly.

“Oh, honey. I know so. The question now is… what do you feel?” Glinda asked, leaning on an elbow.

“I’m not queer.” Liir whispered, looking up at Fiyero awkwardly.

“Hey, buddy. Whether you are or not doesn’t matter. You were made by a bunch of queers. I like men and women too.” Fiyero shrugged.

“You do? I thought you only loved Mama.” Liir asked.

“Oh, sure. Mama is the only person I ever loved like that. However, I had a lot of fun… kissing… many different men and women.” Fiyero said, grinning at Elphaba. 

“Oh, we know.” Glinda said with an eye roll.

“Okay… maybe I do like him a little.” Liir said cautiously.

“Wonderful. We should invite him and his family over for dinner!” Glinda said enthusiastically.

“Glinda…” Elphaba said in warning as Liir groaned.

“Well, Elphie, we have to get to know the boy’s parents! How do you suggest we do that?” Glinda replied, exasperated.

“Is it possible that we could plan one wedding at a time?” Elphaba countered.

“Oh! The wedding! We should invite them to the wedding! Liir can show off his waltz!” Glinda exclaimed.

“Oz, Glinda, he likes the boy. He didn’t say he was devoting his life to him.” Fiyero cut in.

“Well, he could be the one he ends up marrying and how will we look if we did not give him a warm welcome?” Glinda countered.

“Momsie, I’ll ask him if his parents would like to come to dinner one day, but only if you promise not to tell embarrassing stories or try to plan our wedding.” Liir said cautiously.

“When should I start with embarrassing stories and wedding planning?” Glinda asked him with a grin.

“After the fifth date, just to be sure it doesn’t scare him off too soon.” Liir said thoughtfully. 

“You got yourself a deal.” Glinda beamed.

“Lurline, she corrupted our son.” Fiyero said to Elphaba who shrugged.

“I’m sure there’s some kind of science behind it. Nature vs nurture or something.” Elphaba deadpanned, winking at Liir.

***

Elphaba smiled as Mellie leaned over her floaty to splash her hands in the water excitedly. 

“Damn, since when do you wear bikinis?” Fiyero asked, sitting at a chair on the edge of the pool.

“Since I’m in a pool at my own house and not on the run?” Elphaba grinned.

“That’s fair. You look… incredible.” Fiyero said softly.

“Thank you Yero. Where’s Liir?” Elphaba asked, smiling at Mellie as she smacked her hands on Elphaba’s chest.

“Glinda took him. They are looking over wedding plans.” Fiyero watched Elphaba as she nodded and lightly dripped water from her fingertips onto Mellie’s head, causing the baby to kick her feet with joy. “You look so much happier this time.” Fiyero observed.

“Very different circumstances.” Elphaba answered.

“I’m sorry. I should have been more for you.” Fiyero said lightly.

“For him. I already forgave you. But you should have been more for him.” Elphaba corrected. “And as angry as it makes you, and don’t lie; I know you, Yero. She was everything I needed and everything he needed. Without having to be asked. If your goal is to break up that relationship, to be his father and finally win your stupid battle against Glinda, you will lose. Not because of anything I could do, but because she showed up and she put in the work of being a parent and he bonded to her. You can’t take that away from her.” 

“She’s absolutely ridiculous and she’s passing that onto our son you know?” 

“Oh, I do. He acts like he has no idea the word ‘library’ exists. As much as I act like I hate it… I love it.” Elphaba laughed to herself.

“I knew if I ever let you near Glinda again, I would lose you.” Fiyero sighed.

“You lost me years before Glinda was around again.” Elphaba sighed, scooping Mellie from her floaty and exiting the pool. 

Elphaba had just finished wrapping Mellie in a cow print hooded baby towel when Fiyero stood directly in front of her. His eyes travelled down her body, before tentatively placing a hand on her hip and looking sadly up into her eyes.

“You will always be the love of my life Elphaba. No matter what.” Fiyero said softly. 

Elphaba knew the position was incriminating. She knew she should push his hand away, or step away from him, but the sadness in his eyes made her feel bad.

“You’re going to grow mold, Yero. Water and hay are not a good mix.” Elphaba replied softly.

“I know what you said to Glinda… was that true? That there is no chance for me anymore? Not even one night?” Fiyero asked, softly. His thumb stroked her hip. 

“No. We’re over, as much as I’ll always love you… that love pales in comparison to her.” Elphaba smiled sadly. “I feel like I should say I’m sorry… but I’m not sorry for loving her… I’m sorry that you are hurt.” 

“I wish I spent more time appreciating it. I can’t remember our last kiss… or the last-”

“That’s not my cross to bear.” Elphaba interrupted, placing her hand on top of his on her hip.

The sound of Glinda clearing her throat, pulled Elphaba’s attention to her. Fiyero was the one to step back and let his hand drop. Glinda’s eyes looked like they were fighting to hide the pain of walking in on such an intimate moment, but she was losing the battle. Her hand rested on Liir’s shoulder. Liir looked between Fiyero and Elphaba with a look of strong dislike, like a man ready for a fight.

“Liiry and I just wanted your opinion on some of these color schemes…” Glinda said, too calmly, it barely sounded like her own voice.

“Of course darling. Do you want to take Mellie and I’ll dry off and meet you inside?” Elphaba asked, moving to place a kiss on Glinda’s cheek.

“Okay.” Glinda said, taking Mellie and forcing a half hearted smile at the infant who screeched loudly in her joy. 

“I’ll wait for you Mama.” Liir said, eyeing Fiyero suspiciously as Glinda made her way back to the house.

“Be careful now, she left her watchdog.” Elphaba teased, as she dried herself off.

“I think you should go home now.” Liir said flatly. 

“Liir, don’t be rude.” Elphaba warned.

“Why are you even here?” Liir growled, squaring his shoulders.

“I had a job to do for your Mama and then I was hanging out to spend time with you buddy.” Fiyero explained.

“Why? I don’t even like you.” Liir growled.

“Liir!” Elphaba scolded.

“Why did you let him do that? I thought you loved Momsie!” Liir shouted, turning his attention to Elphaba.

“Young man, I would be very careful right now if I were you. We didn’t do anything. Of course I love your Momsie. You are getting upset over things you do not understand.” Elphaba said, her voice dangerously low.

“I understand that he shouldn’t be touching you like Momsie does. I understand that you shouldn’t let him. I understand that Momsie is upset and you don’t care-”

“Of course I care-”

“You aren’t acting like it. If you love him so much, fine, but I’m staying with Momsie.” Liir said firmly, turning on his heel. 

“Liir Thropp!” Elphaba called after him.

“That’s not my name anymore!” Liir called over his shoulder.

“Oh good, she passed on her dramatics too.” Fiyero grumbled. Elphaba growled, waving her hand to pull Liir back. 

“Liir Upland-Thropp, you will not walk away from me in the middle of a conversation.” Elphaba scolded.

Liir turned, breaking the magic hold Elphaba had on him before sending her stumbling back with his own magic.

“It wasn’t the middle, it was over.” Liir shot as Elphaba stood stunned. 

***

Elphaba finally found Glinda in the sitting room, playing cards with Shell. Mellie was fast asleep in her chair, Liir sulking beside her. Glinda’s eyes flashed to Elphaba, before laughing way too loud at one of Shell's awful jokes.

“Where’s your girlfriend, Shell?” Elphaba grumbled, eyes falling to where his leg was touching Glinda’s.

“She went to bed early.” Shell shrugged.

“How convenient.” Elphaba sighed. “Darling, you wanted me to look at something?” Elphaba asked, looking back to Glinda.

“Yes, it’s not urgent dear. We can look at it after our game.” Glinda said sweetly.

“She’s under the impression she can beat me.” Shell grinned.

“Isn’t this a little juvenile, dear?” Elphaba sighed.

“Card games? Hardly-”

“Okay, you proved your point. I’m sorry, okay?” Elphaba sighed.

“You have nothing to be sorry for dearest. We’re just playing a game. What are you-” Glinda cut off as Elphaba grasped her hand, throwing the cards onto the table. 

“You, time for bed-” Elphaba began.

“The sun is still out!” Liir objected.

“I don’t care. In your room.” Elphaba growled, grabbing Mellie’s chair in her other hand. “Move.”

Liir flew from his seat, stomping loudly ahead of them.

“Elphaba, what has gotten into you?” Glinda shot as she was dragged through the hall.

Elphaba ignored her until they crossed the threshold of their room, she gently placed the baby seat on the floor before turning round on Glinda and pushing her back hard against the door.

“You wanted to make me jealous? Congratulations, I’m jealous.” Elphaba growled.

“I didn’t do-” Glinda was cut off by her own gasp as Elphaba’s mouth was on her neck, sucking and biting hard.

“You’re mine, Glinda.” Elphaba growled, her hands coming to Glinda’s hips and pushing her back against the door as her teeth continued to graze over exposed skin. 

Glinda let her head fall back against the door for a moment, a moan escaping her lips, before she refocused her brain and grabbed Elphaba’s hands. Glinda used as much force as she could to spin them around before pushing Elphaba back against the door. Glinda let her eyes travel down Elphaba’s body, her robe falling open slightly to reveal the black bikini underneath. 

“So, let me get this straight. You are allowed to be jealous of a card game, while I am to be perfectly okay with your ex’s hands all over you-”

“They were not all over me-”

“I’m speaking now.” Glinda growled, pushing Elphaba back against the door again. 

Elphaba swallowed, her eyes fixed on Glinda’s hard and unwavering. 

“When I agreed to let Fiyero into our house, to let him attempt to bond with our son, I was not aware that you were planning on flirting with him-”

“I was not-”

“I’m still fucking talking.” Glinda growled, her hands quickly untying Elphaba’s robe, pushing it from her shoulders, leaving her in her bathing suit.

“I wasn’t aware I should be worried, that he would be allowed to put his hands on you,” Glinda gripped Elphaba’s hips hard, pushing her leg between Elphaba’s thighs. Elphaba instinctively grinding down on her. “Yet, I am the one in trouble because I laughed a little too loud, sat a little too close. You are allowed to practically fuck your ex with your eyes, talking about what your relationship could have been. You want him, Elphaba? Go ahead, he’s right next door.” Glinda seethed, with one last push of her thigh against Elphaba, she moved back. 

Elphaba stayed against the door, letting Glinda’s eyes move over her. Letting her take in how Elphaba’s swollen breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath. How her lips stayed parted, her tongue darting out to swipe across her lips. 

“Is he right next door right now?” Elphaba asked, tilting her head slightly.

“I imagine so, can’t think of anywhere else he would be.” Glinda shot.

“Good.” Elphaba said, pushing off the door, as Glinda scoffed before Elphaba’s hands were on her hips, leading her back to their bed.

Glinda’s face faltered as she struggled to catch her brain up to what was happening.

“I felt bad for him, so I let him touch my hip. If that makes you mad, I accept that. But there are far better ways for you to take out that anger than flirting with my brother.” Elphaba growled. 

Glinda’s hand was already in Elphaba’s bottoms before her back even hit the mattress.

“Oz, you’re already so fucking wet.” Glinda groaned, as her fingers circled Elphaba’s clit. “Is this all for me, or did Fiyero start you off?” Glinda shot.

“Shut up Glinda.” Elphaba growled before kissing Glinda forcefully. Elphaba’s hand worked the button and zipper on Glinda’s pants loose before finding its way to Glinda’s wetness.

“You’re pretty wet yourself,” Elphaba groaned, biting Glinda’s pulse point harder than normal, earning her a loud cry from Glinda. “Is this all for me, or did my brother-”

“Maybe he did, maybe he didn’t, I asked you first.” Glinda spat, pushing two fingers inside Elphaba roughly.

“Fuck, Glinda!” Elphaba moaned, circling her hips on Glinda’s hand. Glinda’s free hand came up to tangle in her braids, pulling her down roughly to capture her lips.

Glinda forced her way into Elphaba’s mouth, her tongue laying claim to her mouth as she swallowed Elphaba’s sounds.

“He has no right to put his hands on you. You are mine.” Glinda growled, her fingers moving roughly inside Elphaba. 

Elphaba nodded as much as she could with Glinda’s hand still fisted in her hair, words not able to form in her brain. 

“Fuck Elphaba, your fucking dripping.” Glinda growled. 

Elphaba nodded again before Glinda used her grip on her hair to pull her back until Elphaba was on her back with Glinda on top of her. Glinda removed her fingers before pulling Elphaba’s hand from her pants. Glinda roughly pulled Elphaba’s bathing suit bottoms off and tossed them across the room. She wasted no time, covering Elphaba with her mouth.

“Glinda!” Elphaba’s body tensed, her hand coming to Glinda’s hair and using her grip to pull her closer.

“Hands to yourself Miss Thropp.” Glinda growled untangling Elphaba’s hand from her hair before pushing her hand away. Glinda resumed her rough exploration with her mouth, Elphaba’s body arching into her, pleading for more.

Glinda’s hands came up to hold Elphaba open, her nails digging into the inside of her thighs. Her tongue dragged through her folds aggressively, lapping at the excessive wetness.

“Galinda, fuck! You feel so good.” Elphaba rasped, twisting her hands into the sheets to try to avoid reaching out.

It didn’t take long with Glinda’s unrelenting touch before Elphaba was crumbling under her loudly. Glinda didn’t linger, quickly standing from the bed.

“Glinda?” Elphaba moved to sit up, still breathing heavy from her orgasm.

“Lay down.” Glinda ordered, quickly stripping out of her own clothing. 

Glinda crawled back onto the bed, quickly climbing over Elphaba hovering over her face. Elphaba’s arms quickly hooked around her thighs. 

“I said keep your hands to yourself.” Glinda shot, pushing Elphaba’s hands away.

“Glinda…” Elphaba whined as Glinda’s own hand slipped down her stomach and dipped between her thighs, teasing herself just out of reach of Elphaba’s mouth.

Glinda’s other hand came up to the headboard to support herself as she rolled her hips into her own hand, smiling to herself as she heard Elphaba’s whimper.

“Did you think you would just get everything you wanted Elphie? That there wouldn’t be some kind of punishment?” Glinda asked, her voice sugary sweet. Glinda’s head fell back with a low moan.

“Do you think you deserve to taste me? That you deserve to have me cum in your mouth?” Glinda continued through her moans, her hips jerking as she circled herself faster.

“Please, Galinda-”

“Fuck!” Glinda gasped, as she sank her own fingers inside herself.

“Please, use my mouth Glinda. I want you to cum in my mouth.” Elphaba pleaded.

“I think you’re missing the point darling. You don’t deserve to have my cum in your mouth… you’re lucky I’m even letting you watch.” Glinda replied around her broken gasps.

“Please, darling. I’ll be good, I’ll be so fucking good, Glinda.” Elphaba moaned as Glinda’s hand fell from the headboard and tangled in Elphaba’s braids.

Glinda’s breath was ragged as she continued to pump her fingers inside herself, grinding the heel of her palm against her clit with each thrust. Her thighs shaking around Elphaba’s head.

“I’m so close, Elphie.” Glinda groaned as her hips stuttered and twitched seemingly with a mind of their own. 

Glinda finished moaning out Elphaba’s name, before promptly collapsing on the bed beside her. She lay there attempting to catch her breath when Elphaba’s strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her close. Elphaba trailed soft kisses over the back of her shoulder. 

“Of course it was all for you darling. You know how much it turns me on when you get possessive over me. You’re still the only one I want.” Elphaba whispered against her skin.

“I’m still grumpy with you.” Glinda grumbled, but scooted closer into Elphaba’s embrace.

“I truly am sorry I upset you. How can I make it up to you?” Elphaba whispered, running her fingers gently down Glinda’s arm.

“I’m not sure. I’m sure I’ll move on soon.” Glinda sighed, placing a hand on the arm still wrapped around her.

“You know your son came to your defense. Told me that he was staying with you if I ran away with Fiyero. Even used his magic on me.” Elphaba sighed.

“What?” Glinda gasped, turning in Elphaba’s arms “Did he hurt you?”

“Just pushed me back and refused to listen to me.” Elphaba sighed, reaching up to push Glinda’s hair behind her ear.

“Hmm, probably serves you right.” Glinda hummed, relaxing into Elphaba’s grasp.

“Yes, well, are we going to talk about the part where you and my brother…” Elphaba asked, her voice dropping. 

“You saw the worst of it, I was performing for you, darling.” Glinda sighed, nuzzling her face against Elphaba’s collarbone.

“Next time I will do worse to him than just taking a leg.” Elphaba threatened.

“Alright, well that threat only works if I actually care about him.” Glinda scoffed.

“Glinda, I am truly all yours. I need you to know that.”

“Then you better start acting like it, Miss Thropp.”

***

Fiyero paused, walking into the sitting room, looking over the scene. Mellie was banging on her toys joyfully on a blanket on the floor. Elphaba was sitting leaned back on the couch, holding a book up while Glinda placed paint samples on her collarbone.

“What’s happening here?” Fiyero asked with a small grin, approaching the couple.

“She’s trying to make sure the colors we choose for the wedding won’t clash with my skin color.” Elphaba grumbled.

“That’s actually smart.” Fiyero said, as if surprised.

“I know. I don’t know why that’s always so surprising to everyone. I was Head Girl at my young ladies etiquette academy, you know. Top of my class before even starting primary school.” Glinda sighed.

“I mean, you can’t do red, that will look too much like Lurlinemas.” Fiyero said casually.

Glinda fished through her basket of paint samples before choosing another one and holding it up to Elphaba’s collarbone with a deep sigh.

“Urg, he’s right.” Glinda grumbled.

Glinda glared at his grin as she flicked the paint sample at him. He flipped it around in his fingers thoughtfully, looking up at them.

“Just trying to help.” He said casually. “Doesn’t this kinda feel like when we would hang out in Shiz?” He asked suddenly.

“Don’t get too excited, I’m not sitting on your lap this time.” Glinda smiled back at him. 

“Can’t blame a guy for trying.” Fiyero teased.

Glinda scoffed as Elphaba slowly looked over at him with a raised brow. 

“It’s just nice, that’s all. We used to be friends, before all the love triangle stuff.” 

“I wouldn’t say it was a triangle. I think we attempted settling for each other while we both loved the same woman.” Glinda said softly, her lips pursing considering the paint sample against Elphaba’s chest. 

“Yeah, but what would you describe that as if not a love triangle?” Fiyero asked.

“Parallel lines? I don’t know, I’m not a scientist.” Glinda grinned back at him.

“You’re both ridiculous.” Elphaba grumbled.

“We may be ridiculous but Miss Self-loathing over here had the two most popular students at Shiz pining over her.” Fiyero pointed out.

“He raises a valid point, and you know how much it pains me to say that.” Glinda grinned.

“Yet, in true Elphaba stubbornness, you have held onto that well into adulthood. This whole ‘who could ever want me’ thing while you have Glinda Upland and Fiyero Tigelaar falling at your feet.” Fiyero continued.

“Yeah! What’s that about?” Glinda joined in.

“Oh, no no, this won’t do. You two hate each other, remember? We’re not doing this ‘teaming up on Elphaba’ thing. It isn’t cute.” Elphaba said, pointing between them.

“We don’t hate each other, Elphaba. We are just competitive.” Glinda said with an eye roll.

“We were almost wed. We have laid together-”

“Urg, why do you always have to bring that up.” Glinda said with a shiver.

“That’s what exes do. Anyways, you weren’t complaining at the time.” Fiyero shrugged.

“Of course not. I’m polite.” Glinda grinned back at him.

“We all share a son. I know I fumbled that, but if we are going to move forward in co-parenting I think maybe we should try to find those kids that were always hanging out, who all loved each other in some way.” Fiyero said softly, looking to the floor.

Elphaba closed her book, turning to look at Fiyero as if trying to read his true intentions.

“Even if you become the world's best father… Fiyero, I am marrying Glinda. I will always care for you, of course. But there’s no chance I will ever leave this woman for you, I need you to know that before you break our son’s heart for no reason.” Elphaba said seriously. 

Glinda grinned, sitting beside Elphaba and snuggling into her side. Elphaba’s arm instinctively wrapping around her shoulders and holding her tightly.

“Okay, let’s place all our cards on the table. I’m in love with you Fae. Always have been, always will be. I am well aware that you have always held Glinda on a pedestal. I always knew if it was between the two of us you would choose her. I know I have no hope of rekindling either of the romances I once had. Of course I tease. You are both incredibly beautiful women, what man wouldn’t want to remind people that he has romantic ties with both of you. I love you too, Glinda, not in the same way, as I know you understand all too well. We went through hell together in that castle and for a moment we relied solely on each other, until it was easier to blame each other. You were the only truly safe person for me in there, even when I was spitting venom at you, it was entirely because I trusted you enough to break down. I know you loved me, I heard you fight for my life when they took me away. I heard you scream and cry for me. We have this big wedge between us now that is out in the open, the reality that we never spoke before about where our hearts truly lay…and now there's Liir. Who, just like his mother, is obsessed with you-”

“I truly have that effect on the Thropp family.” Glinda shrugged smugly, with a soft smile.

“I know deep down, behind the jealousy and competitiveness… there is still nothing but love and respect for you dearest. I may not have seen your vision at the time. It looked like cowardice to my naive brain, but how could we ever deny what you did with it. Not just what you accomplished, but you came out the other end with your life and your power. But I remember how you would scream, how you would cry, how much you suffered behind those walls and that’s before anyone faked their deaths.” Fiyero concluded.

“Thank you Yero.” Glinda whispered, snuggling deeper into Elphaba. “Thank you for seeing me.” 

“I feel like you two are the people who know me most. I don’t think I have any cards to lay on any tables. I want you to be there for our son, Fiyero. I have never hidden that and I always tried to give you space to do that. You both know how deeply I love you. You both know where I stand, what I choose. Liir is not a baby anymore, he’s got big conflicting feelings. I know the more you push back against Glinda, the more he will move away from you. If you want a relationship with him, he is not the only person you’re going to have to make amends with.” Elphaba said seriously.

“I know.” Fiyero said lightly, looking over at Glinda.

“I’ve done nothing wrong and am entirely perfect, so I’m not sure what I could possibly add to this conversation.” Glinda sighed, teasingly. Both Fiyero and Elphaba rolled their eyes.

“Okay, fine. I trusted you, Yero. Completely, and you embarrassed me. Oz, I didn’t want to marry you either, but you left me alone in front of Oz and what’s worse, you broke my heart by leaving me for the woman I was deeply in love with. I was so alone with all that heartbreak and I have resented you every moment since then. But then I learned how awful you were to them. You had everything I ever wanted and you treated them like trash, you hurt her and that made me resent you so much more. I’m so unbelievably pissed off at you Fiyero. How could you? How could you do that to her? How could you do that to my sweet boy? You left us both broken and alone, yet you have the audacity to claim you love us. You can’t begin to imagine how much that makes me want to punch you in your stupid hay face. Yet, I remember who you were, once. Silly, fun, carefree Fiyero. The same boy who never told anyone when I said too much in my drunk ramblings. The same boy who always got me to my dorm safely and never pushed for more than I was willing to give. The same boy who defended my honor when the boys on the dance floor got a little too handsy. The same boy who agreed to be imprisoned in a castle with me to play a role neither of us wanted. I did fight for you Fiyero, I did mourn you. I did love you. You were my friend. You held my secrets. I wish you would have been the man I knew you to be for them.” Glinda said, clenching Elphaba’s hand.

“I know. I can’t change the past. I can only try to be that man once more, for all of you now.” Fiyero said lightly.

“If you hurt Elphaba, I’ll be angry, but I am well aware she can handle her own… but if you hurt Liir… I don’t think you understand the level of rage that will come over me.” Glinda warned.

“Who would have thought Galinda Upland could be such a mother bear?” Fiyero grinned.

“Are we doing this?” Elphaba asked, looking between them. “Are we laying our differences aside, truly, for the sake of our son?” 

Glinda stood suddenly, waving at Fiyero to do the same. He slowly got to his feet and they looked at each other face to face for a moment. 

“You won Glinda. You got the girl. Can we be friends again?” Fiyero asked lightly.

“Oh, Yero. It was silly of you to try. You know I always get what I want.” Glinda grinned. 

“We could always try being a throuple.” Fiyero suggested with a grin. 

“You wish.” Glinda rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms around Fiyero’s neck as his arms circled her waist. “You are much softer now.” Glinda murmured, causing him to laugh. 

“United front?” Elphaba asked, standing from the couch to cross over to them.

Fiyero and Glinda looked over each other for a moment. 

“Yeah, united front.” Fiyero said lightly.

“For now, because if you fuck up, I’ll turn on you so fucking fast.” Glinda grinned.

“I would expect nothing less.”

Chapter Text

Chapter Three

“Momsie?” Liir called as the doors slammed behind him.

“In the dining room darling.” Glinda called back, her hand finding Elphaba’s under the table and squeezing lightly while looking over to Fiyero on her other side with a small nod.

Liir hesitated as he walked in the dining room, his eyes darting over the three of them sitting together. 

“Come sit with us my darling.” Glinda says gently. 

Liir’s eyes landed on Elphaba, searching for an explanation in her eyes, before flicking over to Fiyero, who mostly looked nervous. Liir’s hands tightened into fists.

“What did you do?” Liir spat at Elphaba.

“Liir…” Glinda said with an air of warning, sitting back straighter in surprise.

“I’m not going with you. Just because you want to mess everything up and be stupid doesn’t mean I have to go with you-” Liir shouted.

Glinda’s hand slapping hard on the table made all occupants in the room jump. 

“Liir Upland-Thropp, if I were you I would stop talking before you make yourself look like a fool. Now please, take a seat.” Glinda scolded.

Liir flinched at being spoken to so coldly by Glinda, but slowly moved to the seat across from the trio. Liir shifted uncomfortably as Glinda looked him over as he had seen her look at countless business partners.

“I will not tolerate you speaking to the woman I love and more importantly, your mother, that way. Especially when you have no idea what we are here to speak to you about. While I appreciate your love and desire to defend me, I am a woman…of a certain age…” Glinda said, raising a hand to Fiyero, who slowly shut his mouth with a grin. “I assure you I have fought many battles without you and I certainly do not want or need your attitude towards your mother, nor do I particularly enjoy that you have used magic on her-”

“She used magic on me first!” Liir defended.

Glinda took a breath, placing a hand on Elphaba’s as she went to speak, shaking her head slightly.

“Liir, I understand your resentment and anger towards Fiyero, I think it's safe to say we all do.” Glinda paused to look at both Elphaba and Fiyero who nodded along. “I love that you have accepted me and have such fierce loyalty to me, as I have for you. But you must remember Liir, who has always been there for you. I have been here for you for only two years, you must remember what life was before you found me?” 

“I do.” Liir grumbled.

“The one person in this room who deserves your fierce loyalty, no matter what is your mother. She has loved you and fought to keep you alive and healthy even when it wasn’t convenient to do so. You can only imagine how much it breaks my heart to see and hear of you treating her this way. I need you to understand that every couple will disagree, maybe even have a fight or two. That is not on you to solve. Mama and I have dealt with much worse in the past, I promise we will figure it out between us, without your help. Now I expect that you will apologize to your mother, not now in some scripted apology in front of all of us, but certainly at some point today when you are calm and have reflected on what I have said.” Glinda said firmly.

“Okay.” Liir mumbled awkwardly.

“Wonderful, now do any of you want to take the lead here?” Glinda asked, looking between Fiyero and Elphaba.

“You’re doing a wonderful job. I see why they let you lead a nation.” Fiyero said with a grin.

“Obviously. I’m excellent at a great many things, Yero.” Glinda said with an eye roll. 

“Momsie and I are not separating, Liir. Nothing has changed between us. I think it’s important to start there.” Elphaba said calmly.

Glinda smiled and leaned into Elphaba, placing a quick kiss on her cheek.

“However, we do feel like there needs to be some changes around here. You see, Liir, not everyone can be as perfect as me.” Glinda paused to give Fiyero and Elphaba a moment to scoff and roll their eyes. “We realized that we have let our pasts separate us and we have not hidden that from you.”

“There was a time where the three of us were actually quite close.” Fiyero added.

“We have a lot of things between us these days that keep us apart, but we also have one very big thing keeping us connected, and that’s our love for you.” Elphaba continued.

“I have personally made some dreadfully callow choices. I have a lot to make up for with you Liir, and I have a lot to make up for with your Mama and Momsie too.” Fiyero said awkwardly. 

“I’d say you and I are pretty even, dearest.” Glinda grinned.

“So what? I call him dad now and we pretend we have always been a big happy family?” Liir grumbled.

Glinda snorted at the idea. Elphaba smiled fondly at her, before shaking her head at Liir.

“You can call me whatever you want buddy.” Fiyero said with a small smile.

“As long as it’s respectful.” Elphaba interjected.

“Also, this meeting is not about what you are going to do. It’s about what we are going to do. We are no longer working against each other. Fiyero isn’t going to try to break us up, Mama isn’t going to take anyone's limbs,” Glinda paused to glare pointedly at Elphaba, who mumbled an apology to Fiyero. “And I’m going to continue to be the ray of sunshine I always am.” Glinda beamed over at Fiyero when he playfully nudged her shoulder.

“Why?” Liir asked, looking up to Glinda.

“Because, we let the bad guys tear us apart years ago. You know there was a time when I was scared and alone and the only comfort I had was Fiyero. He also gave his life to save Mama, not knowing Mama would use magic to try and save him. I don’t think we tell you enough of the good stuff.” Glinda said with a small sigh. 

“Is he moving in too?” Liir asked, with a dejected sigh.

“No, I still have a lot of work to do that keeps me travelling, but I will be stopping by more often. I would like to do more things with just you and I when I’m in town. I would like to get to know you, and maybe see if you have any interest in getting to know me.” Fiyero said cautiously.

“I guess.” Liir shrugged awkwardly, not meeting Fiyero’s eyes.

“I’ll take it.” Fiyero grinned.

“How long are you staying this time?” Liir asked, tugging at a loose thread on his sleeve.

“I’ll be leaving again tomorrow morning. Maybe if it’s okay with you and Glinda, I can ride with you to school in the morning.” Fiyero suggested, looking over at Glinda.

“Maybe… maybe you could both come.” Liir suggested.

Glinda looked at Fiyero with a half shrug. Fiyero grinned at her.

“I have to warn you Liir, you don’t know what it’s like when they are actually getting along… They feed off each other. They will embarrass you.” Elphaba interjected.

“Us?” Fiyero asked, appalled.

“We would never.” Glinda gasped.

Liir couldn’t help the grin that took over his face.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Elphaba shrugged, sitting back in her chair. 

***

Glinda was sitting on a couch in the main sitting room, scratching notes intensely on a parchment when Shell plopped on the couch beside her. 

“Whatcha working on?” Shell asked casually. 

“Wedding planning.” Glinda grunted, shifting to create distance between them.

“Want to finish that game of cards tonight?” Shell asked, tilting his head slightly with a goofy grin. “It was a lot of fun, until we got interrupted.” He added, scooting closer to Glinda.

Glinda let out a deep sigh, closing her notebook and placing it on the table beside the couch, turning to look at Shell. 

“I may have given you the wrong idea. I made a foolish call in my anger. I have no interest in you Shell, I was using you to make Elphie jealous and it was childish and stupid… have you been drinking? Where did you even get liquor?” Glinda asked, pushing further away.

“I have my sources.” Shell shrugged casually. “And use me all you want, I don’t mind.” Shell reached out to pull Glinda closer. “We can really make her jealous.” 

“Do not touch me.” Glinda warned, slapping his hands away. “If you would listen, I made a mistake… Shell, stop!” Glinda shouted.

Shell growled as Glinda kept pushing and slapping his hands away. 

“Damn, my name does sound good coming from your lips.” Shell purred, moving with his entire body, trapping Glinda between his weight and the couch. “You smell so good too.” He continued as Glinda pushed her clenched fists against his chest.

“Get off of me! Please stop! I don’t want this!” Glinda pleaded.

“Hey! What’s happening here?” Fiyero’s voice boomed, as he entered the room. 

The moment Shell pulled back to look at who was coming into the room, Glinda squeezed herself out from under him and stumbled into Fiyero’s arms, her breathing ragged from her panic. 

“Are you okay?” Fiyero asked, as soon as Glinda was in his arms. Glinda shook her head against his chest. 

“Hey man, we were just playing around.” Shell said, holding his hands up in the air in surrender.

“I don’t think she feels the same way.” Fiyero growled.

“Man, you don’t know how she was all over me last night-”

“I don’t give a motherfuck if she was on her knees begging last night, I heard her very clearly saying no to you right now!” Fiyero shouted, squaring his shoulders and maneuvering Glinda behind him as Shell got up from the couch.

“What business is it of yours? You are just a walking hay bale. No one cares what old straw legs has to say.” Shell spat.

“What in Oz is everyone shouting for? Liir is trying to do homework… Glinda?” Elphaba asked, rounding the corner.

Glinda rushed into Elphaba’s arms, curling into her side. Shell threw his hands up in surrender again.

“Don’t worry I’m leaving.” Shell grumbled.

“I bet you are.” Fiyero scoffed.

Elphaba watched Shell stumble out of the room, holding Glinda tightly to her as she sniffled. Elphaba’s eyes slowly moved to Fiyero. 

“Is he drunk?” Elphaba asked.

“I guess so. I was just coming to see what Glinda was up to and heard her shouting at him to get off of her.” Fiyero explained.

Elphaba’s brows furrowed before attempting to look down at Glinda. Elphaba placed a finger under her chin to make her look up at her. Glinda’s eyes swimming with tears.

“Did he hurt you?” Elphaba whispered.

“N-no. It happened too fast. Fiyero came. I don’t want Shell here anymore, Elphie.” Glinda stammered.

“He was drunk, you were hitting on him last night, he probably thought you were interested. We can talk-” Elphaba stopped with a deep sigh as Glinda stepped away from her.

“Oh… okay.” Glinda’s voice came out small and broken as she nodded lightly, before forcing a smile. “If you two will excuse me, I just need a moment.” Glinda said, turning abruptly and ignoring Elphaba calling her.

The silence stretched as Fiyero and Elphaba stood there, neither looking at each other. Elphaba inhaled deeply before turning her attention to Fiyero.

“I have to get back to Liir, I left Mellie in her chair in there-”

“She was yelling at him to stop. She said very clearly she didn’t want it. He didn’t stop Fae. He wouldn’t have stopped if I didn’t come in. Drunk or not, she wasn’t unclear. She was hitting him and saying no and you just told her it was her fault.” Fiyero said cautiously. Elphaba exhaled loudly, looking back towards the door.

“Go, I’ll go make sure Glinda is okay.” Fiyero sighed.

***

Elphaba gently placed Mellie in her bassinet and turned back towards their bed. Glinda was curled in the fetal position, looking so incredibly small, her eyes shut.  Elphaba slowly walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Glinda?” Elphaba whispered.

“Hmmm?” Glinda answered.

Elphaba sighed as she looked over at the bedside table. Glinda had a tea cup that was now empty with an empty vial of poppy extract alongside it.

“Sweet dreams darling. I love you.” Elphaba says softly, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on Glinda’s temple. 

Elphaba frowned as a tear slipped past Glinda’s closed eyes and her bottom lip trembled slightly.

“I’m sorry Elphie. It was a stupid game. I didn’t think-” Glinda’s voice was a broken whisper.

“No darling. It wasn’t your fault. We will talk about it in the morning, okay?” Elphaba whispered, running her hand over Glinda’s hair.

Glinda barely nodded before her lips parted slightly as sleep took over.

***

“Oh! Elphaba, what are you doing awake? Shell found me in town and we went out, you didn’t have to wait-” Sapphira began.

“Move.” Elphaba growled.

Sapphira looked at her confused before stepping to the side. Elphaba’s hands twisted in Shell’s shirt pushing him hard against the glass doors. 

“Did she ask you to stop?” Elphaba growled.

“Elphaba! What are you doing?!” Sapphira yelped.

“Did she fucking tell you to stop?!” Elphaba shouted.

“What are you-” Shell began, cut off by Elphaba’s fist landing hard on the side of his face. 

“What are you talking about! Shell, what is going on?” Sapphira trilled.

“Did my wife tell you to stop when you were forcing yourself on her?!” Elphaba slammed Shell back against the wall. 

“Shell?!” Sapphira gasped, a hand coming up to her mouth.

Shell attempted to grab Elphaba, but a blast of magic burned at his skin where he touched her, causing him to yelp.

“Yes! Okay! But what she said and what her body was say-” Shell was cut off by another hard punch, followed quickly by another one on the other side of his face.

“Don’t talk to me about my wife’s body.” Elphaba growled. 

“Elphaba…” Sapphira’s voice came out in warning.

Elphaba’s fists continued to rain down on Shell, his own hands coming up to protect his face.

“Okay! I’m sorry! Fabala, stop!” Shell shouted.

“Oh, now that word means something to you.” Elphaba laughed darkly. “Well guess what Shell. I also don’t feel much like stopping. Your words are saying one thing but I have decided that your body would like me to continue!” Elphaba spat. 

Elphaba lost track of how many blows she landed, and didn’t even flinch as Shell’s face bruised under her unrelenting strikes. She barely heard Sapphira’s pleading. She hardly registered the light turning on. It wasn’t until a hay-filled arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her back that she was able to feel the throbbing in her hands.

“Get off me!” Elphaba shouted, twisting in Fiyero’s grip. 

“You need to stop Elphaba. It’s enough now.” Fiyero said softly.

“You’re fucking crazy.” Shell said, spitting blood onto the floor. “Honestly, your wife isn’t even that great. Maybe if it was ten years ago she would have been worth it-” 

“Hey, buddy, take it from the guy who experienced my own leg burning off due to this witch’s magic, I would shut the fuck up if I were you.” Fiyero warned. 

“Get him out of my house, Sapphira. I don’t care if you put him in a tent under a bridge, just get him the fuck out of my house.” Elphaba growled. “Let go of me.” She snapped, pulling away from Fiyero.

“Elphaba, let me help clean you up. You're bleeding.” Fiyero sighed, following Elphaba down the hall.

“Leave me alone.” Elphaba snapped, slipping into her shared room slamming the door before Fiyero could follow.

***

Elphaba awoke to Glinda’s gasp and the blonde sitting up quickly, looking over herself.

“Glinda?” Elphaba asked groggily.

“There’s blood.” Glinda gasped, turning to Elphaba.

“It’s okay darling. I’ll clean it.” Elphaba mumbled.

“Elphie, your hands!” Glinda exclaimed, gently reaching for Elphaba’s bloodied and bruised hands.

“I’m okay.” Elphaba groaned, despite hissing at Glinda’s touch.

“What in all of Oz happened?” Glinda asked incredulously.

“I handled the problem.” Elphaba murmured.

“What?” 

“Shell won’t be an issue anymore.” 

Glinda paused, looking down at Elphaba’s hands, her lips parting slightly as she processed Elphaba’s words.

“Did you kill him?” Glinda whispered.

Elphaba scoffed, shaking her head slowly. Despite the pain in her hands, she reached for Glinda, pulling her back down into the bed.

“No. I didn’t kill him. Maybe I should have though.” Elphaba said softly.

“I didn’t want this.” Glinda pouted. 

“I did.” Elphaba said simply.

“It looks bad, Elphie.” Glinda whispered, gingerly running her thumb above Elphaba’s split knuckles. “You have magic, you don’t have to hurt yourself. Not that I condone violence.” Glinda whispered.

“I wanted to feel it.” Elphaba groaned.

Glinda brought Elphaba’s hand up carefully placing light kisses around the damage. Elphaba winced at the juxtaposition of Glinda’s elegant beauty beside her gnarly battered hands.

“How do you propose we explain this to our son?” Glinda whispered.

“That I’m perfectly capable of defending my wife.” Elphaba said stubbornly.

“You didn’t have to… I know you blame me-” 

“I shouldn’t have said that.” Elphaba interrupted. 

“It is a little hot.” Glinda looked up at Elphaba through her lashes, “That you defended my honor.” 

“I should have done it sooner.” Elphaba whispered.

“Better late than never.” Glinda whispered. “Let me clean you up?” Glinda asked. 

Elphaba sighed, but nodded. Elphaba looked over at the window where the sun was just breaking over the horizon. Glinda slowly rolled onto her side and looked over Elphaba with the first rays of sunshine framing her body.

“We should do gold for a wedding color. You always look so sublime surrounded by gold.” Glinda murmured, tracing a finger down Elphaba’s arm.

“Let's just run away, you and me and the kids. No wedding colors, no politics. Just our family. We can be married by sunset.” Elphaba said.

“Elphaba Thropp, are you trying to take my party away from me?” Glinda grinned, rolling into Elphaba’s side. Glinda nuzzled into her shoulder, inhaling the familiar scent deeply and feeling her body relax instantly. 

“You can still have your party, we will just already be married.” Elphaba chuckled.

“I refuse to marry you while you look like a common street brawler.” Glinda said softly, kissing the warm skin of Elphaba’s neck. “Or you might have just won me over with that one.” 

“Who will ever know what my hands looked like?” 

“I will, and with your hands all busted up, how do you plan to consummate the marriage darling?” 

“With my mouth?” 

“Hmm. You raise another valid point.” Glinda giggled.

“Do you want me to demonstrate?” Elphaba grinned.

“Get up. We have to clean your wounds before you lose your hands to infection, and I assure you I would miss them terribly.” Glinda grinned, rolling on top of Elphaba completely. “Besides, Mellie will be up very shortly and she will be hungry.” 

***

“No, Glinda. You don’t understand if it wasn’t absolutely terrifying it would have been so hot. I had no idea Elphaba even knew how to throw a punch but she hit him so hard each time I thought she was punching through solid bone. I’m surprised the sound alone didn’t wake you. She didn’t even break a sweat.” Sapphira whispered beside Glinda in the sitting room.

“Oz, you are going to have to pay to clean your wet spot off my couch.” Glinda cackled.

“I just might because, damn Glinda.” Saph said, dramatically fanning herself. Glinda grinned, bouncing Mellie on her knee.

“What are you two conspiring about in here?” Fiyero asked, entering the room with his luggage. 

“Sapphira was telling me how hot Elphaba was beating up her brother.” Glinda grinned.

“Right? Lurline, I almost didn’t want to stop her.” Fiyero said, rushing over to sit on the table in front of the two women. 

“You two are making me sad I missed it. I’ll have to make her reenact it for me.” Glinda grinned.

“You have everything, Yero? Should I send for the carriage?” Elphaba asked entering the room. She froze as all the occupants turned to stare at her. “What?”

“Nice bandages, slugger.” Saph winked at her, causing Glinda to sputter out a laugh.

“Oh, you’re all making fun of me.” Elphaba sighed, absentmindedly tugging at the gauze wrapped around her hands.

“I assure you we are not making fun of you.” Fiyero said with a grin.

“We’re just objectifying you.” Glinda smiled.

“Even better.” Elphaba deadpanned.

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Chapter Four

“Why are you out here all alone and sulking?” Sapphira asked, as she found Glinda sitting on a bench in the rose garden.

“Just thinking, I guess.” Glinda mumbled.

“Avoiding your wife and baby?” Saph accused grinning.

“Maybe. I don’t know.” Glinda shrugged, looking over the trellis of flowers.

“I get it…I’m sorry Glinda. I knew he wasn’t the forever guy, you know. I didn’t think he was that guy though. Are you okay? Like actually?” Saph asked quietly, placing a hand on Glinda’s shoulder tentatively.

“I’m so messed up in my head Saph. There was a time all I wanted was a man like him to just take what they wanted. Maybe someone told him that's who I am. I don’t know. But I also feel like maybe I’m being overdramatic, he barely got to feel me up before Fiyero was there.” Glinda sighed.

“I‘ve felt this way too. When I was sexually assaulted back in high school. I spent forever thinking of new reasons why it was my fault, why I had no right to complain. He was my boyfriend, I had slept with him before. How was he to know I really meant ‘stop’ this time? It took me years to realize, no matter what you allowed to happen to your body before… It isn't a season pass. You have every right to feel the way you do, Glinda. He made you feel unsafe in your own home.” Saph said seriously.

“He isn’t who hurt me the most last night… Oz, I feel awful, I’m so ungrateful aren’t I?” Glinda scoffed at herself.

“I don’t know, tell me and I’ll let you know.” Sapphira said softly.

“I can’t say it out loud.” Glinda whispered, her tears welling up in her eyes.

“Hey, listen to me. Whatever is said amongst the roses, belongs to the roses. It will never go past here.” Sapphira whispered.

“I’ve always been touched or grabbed against my will, you know? Even when I was a child. Always, ‘come sit on my lap Galinda’. Hands brushing against parts of me ‘accidentally’. I was leading Oz and these men still felt they had a right to my body… and I never truly said anything against it. Because they will blame me anyway, not just the men but everyone. ‘Oh, honey, that’s the price of being pretty.’ Since I was a child.” Glinda wiped at her tears aggressively, looking away. 

Sapphira sat in silence, looking to the floor, waiting for Glinda to continue. 

“I was scared. I was really trapped under him and… I was terrified it would be more than just him grabbing at me… When Elphie was there… Have you ever had someone you trusted so much that even just the way they smell makes your brain stop screaming? Just feeling their presence in the room makes everything less heavy?” Glinda looked over at Sapphira, wiping her tears on her arm.

“Yeah, I have.” Saph whispered in a hoarse voice.

“When she made an excuse for him… I never felt so dirty, Saph. I would have felt less dirty if he would have fucked me on that couch. She made my one safe place not safe and I’m so fucking mad at her. How could my fierce protective Elphie be one of the people that say that? That think that? It made me think of every person who told me it could have been worse. Oz, isn’t that always the answer? ‘At least you didn’t get raped.’ ‘Well, what were you wearing?’ ‘You did laugh at his jokes, it seemed like you were flirting.’ I hate it! Sometimes I just want to make myself so unattractive then maybe they won’t touch me anymore… but the thought of Elphie not wanting me either… Oz, I’m so fucked up.” Glinda scoffed again, shaking her head. “I’m still so mad at her… but I feel like I can’t be anymore. She defended me. She apologized. Her hands are so bad, I can only imagine how bad he looks…” Glinda trailed off with a sigh.

“It’s certainly not pretty… Glinda, have you said any of this to Elphaba?” Saph whispered.

Glinda chuckled sadly to herself, shaking her head.

“Maybe you should… You have a right to your anger, she did betray you in that moment.” Saph continued softly.

“I know how badly she wants to have family. Maybe I should suck it up-”

“She has a family. She has you and the kids. Don’t make excuses for her.” Saph said firmly.

“I’m afraid if I don't, where does that leave us? How do I forgive her without excuses?” Glinda sighed.

“Maybe you don’t have to right now.” 

“We have children. I have to forgive her.” Glinda sighed.

“Forgiveness and love are two very different things. Do you still love her?”

“Of course I do.” 

“Then love her, but she hurt you. Just because she turned it around in the end doesn’t take away from your pain. You will forgive her eventually, but you’re not ready yet. Most importantly… I think she needs to hear the things you have told me. I won’t say anything, it’s not my place… but she deserves to know and she needs to know that she still hurt you. That one action doesn’t take that away.” 

Saph let Glinda sit with that in silence. She watched as Glinda’s tears slowly subsided and she mentally pieced herself back together.

“You know what? Fuck this. We are young and we are hot. Let’s ditch the kids with your wife tonight and go out dancing, instead of moping around. We have had enough ‘sad’ for today.” Saph said suddenly.

“Dancing? Are you joking?” Glinda scoffed.

“Glinda, I just went through a break up, you just went through a lot of even worse things. Tonight, you and me. We are going to dress as slutty as we want, makeup on point. We will look like we just walked out of a dream. Most importantly, we won’t let a single man touch us against our will. We are going to own our power.” Saph said confidently. 

“I highly doubt Elphaba will approve of me going dressed super slutty, especially without her. Who am I trying to impress anyways?” Glinda laughed.

“Ourselves! We are owning our power Glinda. Besides, don’t you want to make her a little crazy? I thought you were mad at her.” Saph said with a wicked grin.

“I’m not exactly as young as you anymore dear. I’m afraid it’s been many years since I danced the night away.” Glinda sighed, a small smile breaching her lips as she sank into her memories.

“Couple of drinks, I have full faith that fun young Glinda will make a comeback. Come on, Glinda. I have so few friends in Munchkinland and if I’m going partying there’s no one I would rather party with than The Glinda Upland. Have supper with your family, then we will lock Elphaba out of your room and get ready.” Saph pleaded.

“I’m not cheating on my wife.” Glinda said sternly, pointing a finger at Saph in warning.

“I never even suggested that. We are just going out, two friends, not picking up anyone. Just dancing the night away and then I’ll deliver you to your wife, safe and sound and untouched.” Saph said seriously.

“Fine, but Elphaba is going to grill you in the morning.” Glinda grinned.

“I’m so not afraid of her.” Saph said with an eye roll.

***

“What do you mean you are going out?” Elphaba asked incredulously, bouncing Mellie against her shoulder as the baby slowly drifted to sleep.

“Saph and I want to go out, so we are going out. You can handle one night alone with the kids, darling.” Glinda said calmly as Saph was searching deep in Glinda’s walk in closet.

“Let me send for Dulci, I’ll take you out if you want to go out-”

“Oh, no.” Saph interrupted, stumbling out of Glinda’s closet with multiple outfits draped over her arm. “You can’t come, this is a girl’s night.” 

“I am a girl.” Elphaba deadpanned.

“No, you’re a wife.” Saph replied with a grin. 

“That doesn’t change my gender.” Elphaba replied flatly.

“Are you going to let us dress you up and do your make up then? If you’re coming you have to match the aesthetic.” Saph challenged raising a brow.

Elphaba paused and looked over the clothes draped on Saph’s arm cautiously.

“Didn’t think so. Get out.” Saph grinned.

“This is my room.” Elphaba grumbled.

“Darling, I love you. Get out.” Glinda smiled softly, leaning up on her toes to kiss Elphaba’s cheek.

***

“Lurline, I haven’t dressed like this in many years.” Glinda said distractedly as she stared at herself in the mirror.

Glinda looked over herself, the black dress was tight, like it was designed to hug every curve of her body. The neckline dipped low to reveal far too much of her cleavage to be considered respectful. The skirt ended mid thigh. The middle was cut out to reveal her flat stomach and her back, the material at her sides holding it together was transparent. Saph had done her make up for her, unlike Glinda would do herself. It was bold and daring, sharp cat eyes and bold red lips. 

“Maybe Elphaba will let you wear her boots to really make you look like you’re ready to kick ass.” Saph grinned.

“We’re practically married. What’s hers is mine… Damn, I look fucking hot.” Glinda smiled.

“Yeah, you do. Elphaba is going to have a heart attack.” Saph laughed from her spot on their bed. Glinda had a look of hesitation as she twirled in the mirror.

“I’m basically a married woman… I should put some more clothes on.” Glinda mumbled to herself.

“Glinda, you’re not going to have that body forever, show it off! Besides, married woman or not, they aren’t allowed to touch you. No meek, polite smile Glinda tonight. Tonight Glinda Upland will bite your head off if you get too close.” Saph reminded her, coming over to stand next to Glinda in a similar outfit. “Tonight the only hands on you will be the ones you want there.” Saph finished firmly.

Glinda nodded and took a deep breath before looking back at Saph.

“You won’t leave me tonight?” Glinda asked softly.

“Not a chance.” Saph promised, before grinning mischievously, “Unless you ask me to.” 

“Unless I’m ditching you for my wife, you don’t have to worry about that.” Glinda said firmly.

“Oh, I know you won’t cheat on her, but dancing with a hot stranger is not a crime if you decide you want that.” Saph wiggled her eyebrows.

“I’ll dance with you, that’s it.” Glinda replied.

“You got it, boss.” Saph said with a playful salute. “Ready to get in the carriage? Because I’m ready to watch Elphaba short-circuit.” Saph laughed, pulling Glinda towards the door. 

“She’s probably already wearing her boots.” Glinda giggled.

“She will be so overwhelmed, she probably won’t even notice you taking them off her feet.” 

The two Gilikinese women sauntered down the hallway laughing loudly, arms linked. Glinda was looking at Saph when she heard Elphaba’s gasp and the faltering of her footsteps. The two women came to a stop in front of her. Glinda felt the heat spread through her chest as Elphaba’s eyes roamed up and down and over her body, her throat bobbing with each swallow. Glinda was afraid for a moment she might drop the baby she was holding, so she stepped forward to wrap her arms around Elphaba’s waist and sandwich Mellie between them.

“W-where are you two going again?” Elphaba stammered.

“Dancing. Give me your boots.” Glinda said simply.

“My boots?” Elphaba asked, confused.

“They complete the look dear.” Saph added helpfully.

“But… they won’t fit you.” Elphaba said with a slight head tilt. 

“She raises a point, she has much larger feet.” Glinda pouted, looking back at Saph.

“Back to the drawing board.” Saph sighed.

“You… Glinda…” Elphaba breathed.

“Yeah?” Glinda smiled softly, blushing slightly.

“Don’t go, stay here with me.” Elphaba whispered.

“And waste such a good outfit?” Glinda asked playfully.

“I’m not sure I like the idea of you going out looking this good. I want to keep you to myself.” Elphaba said in a low somber voice.

“I promise, I’ll behave. Don’t wait up, darling. I’ll meet you in bed.” Glinda said, blowing a kiss as to not smudge her makeup.

“I promise, I’ll deliver her there myself.” Saph joined, wrapping her arm around Glinda’s and pulling her past Elphaba.

“So where do you keep your shoes?” 

***

Glinda’s head was fuzzy. The music was too loud. Her feet hurt, they probably would hurt less if she had worn Elphie’s oversized boots, but the ambitious stiletto they had chosen was proving to be a problem that got worse every minute. Glinda had decided the more she drank the less she would feel it, however, she had since drunk the equivalent of a swimming pool and she certainly still felt it.

“Should we move to the next one? This club is lame.” Saph shouted over the music.

“You said that about every place we’ve been too, you’re just looking for a fight.” Glinda called back.

“Of course I am, we are in battle paint. Since when is everyone so respectful? I swear, it’s like Elphaba is lurking in the shadows scaring them off.” Saph yelled. 

Both women looked at each other for a moment as the words sank in before turning opposite directions and squinting around the room until they faced each other again and burst out laughing.

“You two ladies seem to be enjoying your night. Can I buy you two a drink?” A man asked as he slid to the bar beside them.

“I’m a happily married rich woman, thanks anyways.” Glinda responded, barely glancing at him.

“Didn’t you get divorced?” The man called back. 

“Oh, you know who I am. Then you must be aware of who my wife is.” Glinda smiled, finally looking over the clean shaven dark-skinned man. “But hey, if you want to waste your time and money on me, by all means.” Glinda shrugged.

“Maybe all I want is to be able to tell the story of the time I shared a drink with Glinda the Good.” The man grinned easily, waving down the bartender.

“I hate to tell you this, but I’m not in the role of Glinda the Good tonight.” 

“Even better.” The man laughed, leaning over the bar to shout out his order.

***

Glinda couldn’t stop laughing. She was practically sitting in Saph’s lap in a booth at the back corner of the club. Not that this man had made any kind of move, he still sat with enough distance between them. Glinda was sure the endless stream of alcohol was easing her guilt of the playful flirting between the three of them.

“So your wife doesn’t care that you are out here all over another woman?” He called out.

“We didn’t give her much of a choice.” Saph called back.

“I see, so you’ll probably be in trouble when you get home.” He laughed.

“Don’t worry, I can handle her.” Glinda winked at him and they all snickered together.

“Does she ever use her magic on you?” He asked.

“Only when I ask her really nicely.” Glinda grinned.

“Oh shit, what does she do?” Saph asked, her arms circling Glinda’s waist and resting her chin on her shoulder.

“Whatever I want her to do. I’m not airing out all the details of my sex life for you two. I haven’t had enough to drink for that.” Glinda laughed.

“Well let's fix that shall we?” The man laughed, stretching before heading back towards the bar.

“Okay, he’s really hot right?” Saph asked after he was out of earshot.

“Oh yeah, you should go for it! Hot and respectful? That’s hard to find.” Glinda giggled.

“I would, but he seems to only have eyes for you. I learned my lesson with that situation.” Saph laughed.

“He doesn’t stand a chance. I’m hopelessly in love unfortunately, even if I’m still upset with her.” Glinda sighed dramatically.

“You’re upset with me?” Elphaba asked, startling both women as she snuck up to the table.

“Elphaba! Where are the children?!” Glinda asked, a hand clenching her chest.

“I sent for Dulci… You’re upset with me?” Elphaba repeated, her brows furrowing. “Is that why you didn’t want me to come? Is this a punishment?” 

“Elphaba, honestly.” Glinda groaned, sliding off of Saph and sliding her hands over her dress.

“How did you find us?” Saph asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

“You’re out with Glinda… News travels fast.” Elphaba said casually.

“So, you're stalking me now?” Glinda asked.

“What? No! I just… I thought you just wanted to go out dancing.” Elphaba’s words stumbled out awkwardly, as the man slid back into the booth and began handing out the drinks.

“Oh, hi! I didn’t know you were joining us! I would have got you something.” The man said, smiling easily at Elphaba. 

Glinda’s eyes stayed trained on the table as she felt Elphaba staring at her. Glinda wasn’t sure if she wanted to scream or cry, but she was afraid if she looked at Elphaba she might do both.

“It’s okay. I’m not staying… I was just checking in.” Elphaba sighed, she looked over the man quickly before looking back at Glinda who was swaying softly. “Please make sure she gets home safely, Saph.” 

Elphaba didn’t wait for a response, before moving away from the table towards the exit. Glinda looked up at Elphaba’s retreating form and was suddenly very sure what she wanted to do. 

“Oh, you are in trouble.” The man laughed.

“No, she is.” Glinda growled, sliding from the booth and following Elphaba’s path.

“Hey!” Glinda called pointlessly as the music drowned her voice out. 

Glinda picked up her pace, almost causing herself to fall flat on her face. Elphaba exited the bar without so much as a glance backwards, and somehow that pissed Glinda off even more.

“Hey!” Glinda called again as she crashed through the exit. 

Elphaba turned to face her, standing motionless on the street as she watched her.

“You still think of me as a huge whore don’t you? That’s why you're spying on me, isn’t it?” Glinda spat.

“What are you even talking about, Glinda? I’m not spying on you!” Elphaba asked exasperated.

“Are you not? Or just keeping tabs on me? Make sure I’m not stepping out of line? Make sure I’m not all over-”

“You had a rough night… You wanted to dance and I thought maybe if I… Maybe you would want… Oz, it doesn’t matter. I’m going home okay? I didn’t mean to ruin your night out.” Elphaba sighed.

“Do you think I like it, Elphaba?” Glinda asked, her eyes burning.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Elphaba said, taking a step towards her.

“Do you think I like them touching me? That it doesn’t make me feel gross? That I am supposed to just smile and shift away so I don’t hurt their feelings? That I can’t scream or slap them away because that would be rude?” Glinda cursed as her tears began to fall. “Please don’t touch me.” Glinda said as Elphaba began to move towards her. 

“Glinda, I… I never really thought about it… I thought maybe you enjoyed the attention-” Elphaba stopped when Glinda scoffed. 

“Of course. I must, right? Because I’m nice and I laugh when I’m supposed to, I’m flirty at all the right moments. I’m just always asking for it, it’s my fault-”

“Glinda, come home with me. Let’s talk about this at home.” Elphaba said carefully looking around at the attention they had earned from passersby. 

“I hate that you of all people think of me like that. Damn it, Elphaba! You were the only safe place for me in all of Oz, how dare you take that away from me!?” Glinda shouted.

“Darling, I’m still safe. I would never hurt you. Please, let’s go home-”

“You did hurt me! You hurt me more than he did! But you hit him after, so I’m supposed to pretend it didn’t shatter me right?”

“Miss Glinda, do you need-” A man began, approaching Glinda.

“Don’t touch her.” Elphaba growled, stepping towards the stranger quickly.

“Oh, don’t overcorrect. I’m fine.” Glinda said, waving the man off.

Elphaba froze in place, watching Glinda as if waiting for instructions on how to proceed. Glinda let her eyes lock on Elphaba’s, letting her tears ruin all the hard work Saph put into her make up.

“I didn’t come out to punish you, Elphie. I came out to take my power back. To wear what I want and dance how I want and not allow anyone to take that as an invitation for anything.” Glinda sighed.

“What do you need me to do?” Elphaba whispered.

“Hear me. I need you to hear me.” Glinda said sadly.

“I do hear you. I will never let anyone touch you again my sweet-”

“But when they do. Because they always do and you’re not around every moment. Then what?” 

“You tell me. Whatever you want. Do you want me to find him and kill him? I’ll kill him for you, Glinda.” Elphaba said seriously.

“I don’t want you to do anything to him. Elphaba it’s not about what you do to them, how you’ll protect me from them. You’re not hearing me. It’s been my whole life, since as far back as I can remember. From uncles and friends of my parents to business partners. It has always been there and will continue to be there. You can’t change that. I needed you to see me. I need you to see me-”

“It wasn’t your fault, Glinda. I’m sorry. I don’t feel that way, I just freaked a bit because I just wanted to have a family-”

“You always had a family Elphaba! Or do we just love you too much? Are we not enough for you as we are? Do you need us to be more like Frex?” Glinda placed her hand over her mouth to stop the stream of the monologue that she was about to embark on. She clenched her eyes shut, shaking her head slowly. 

Elphaba took a step back, her brows knitting together.

“I’m sorry. That was too much.” Glinda whispered.

“It’s okay.” Elphaba said lightly. 

“It’s not.” Glinda sighed, opening her eyes slowly. 

“I don’t want you to be like him, for the record.” Elphaba said, trying to force a small smile.

“I know.” 

“Can… I know I’m not in a place to ask for anything…”

“Just ask, Elphie.” Glinda sighed softly.

“Can you just… I understand you are upset with me, I understand that I hurt you, but I’m not losing you right? You’re not running?”  Elphaba asked awkwardly.

“Elphaba, no, you’re not losing me. I’m not going anywhere.” Glinda said softly.

“Okay. How do I make it better? What should I do?” Elphaba asked. 

Glinda shrugged, looking around at the crowd that had surrounded them at a safe distance, pretending not to hang on every word. 

“Glinda,” Elphaba began, bringing Glinda’s focus back to her before slowly sinking to her knees in the street. “I wish I would have held you. I wish I told you it wasn’t your fault. I wish I promised that I would keep him away from you. I wish I was the safety you needed me to be. I’m so sorry Glinda.” 

“Elphaba, you’re causing a scene.” Glinda hissed, stepping towards her. “Get up.” 

“We already caused a scene, darling. I need you to know I might not be able to stop it, but I’ll never leave you alone in that again. I’ll be safe again, and you don’t have to believe me right now, but I’ll show you.”

“People are staring, Elphie.”

“I know.” 

“Staring at you, on your knees in the street.”

“I know.”

“You hate that.” 

Elphaba grinned.

“I know.” 

“Get up. You’re being dramatic and that’s my job in this relationship.” Glinda hissed, moving until she was close enough to attempt to pull Elphaba to her feet. “Oz, on your knees with your hands all bandaged up, people will talk, Elphaba.” Glinda chastised.

“I won’t let you feel it alone again. You were scared and hurt and I left you alone with it and I hate myself for it… but I promise that it will never happen again.” Elphaba continued. 

Glinda sucked in a breath and sank down in front of Elphaba.

“I didn’t want it. I never wanted anything to do with him.”

“I know.”

“I tried to get out and I was trapped and I was so scared Elphie. I couldn’t move him and he was crushing me and I couldn’t breathe and I didn’t know what else to do but beg… I know it was only for a moment but I was so scared. I didn’t know how far…” Glinda shook her head, looking away. 

Elphaba didn’t move, didn’t reach for her, didn’t speak. She stayed still and just watched Glinda, listening. 

“And just before Fiyero came I had this thought. This… how would you want me after-”

Elphaba’s head fell forward, hiding her eyes. Her shoulders shook slightly.

“He didn’t get to. He barely even felt me up. He basically just grabbed my-”

“Wait. You don’t have to tell me.” Elphaba said, her head snapping up. Her eyes swimming with shame, locked on Glinda’s. “I hate that you felt that… that you believed there was a world where I wouldn’t want you. That your value to me could be tainted by someone else. I hate that my later actions probably justified that thought. I will always love you, will always want you, no matter what.” Elphaba said intensely. 

“Okay.” Glinda whispered, looking around the crowd, before leaning into Elphaba. Elphaba finally wrapped her arms tightly around Glinda. “This is probably going to be in the national paper tomorrow.” Glinda murmured against her shoulder, smiling softly at Elphaba’s chuckle.

“Yeah, probably. I hope they enjoy the gossip.”

“You came to dance with me. That’s what you were going to say wasn’t it.” Glinda said softly, nuzzling into the crook of Elphaba’s neck.

“Yes.” 

“You hate dancing.”

“I know, but I love you.” 

“We have to go get Saph, but I’ll go home with you… I want to go to bed and I hate these shoes.” 

“Okay. Listen… you’re drunk and I’m old, I don’t know how graceful us getting up off this gravel is going to be.” Elphaba grinned.

“Oh, it’s probably going to be quite a show.” Glinda chuckled.

***

Glinda leaned against the bedroom door as it closed behind her. She watched as Elphaba moved to her dresser to grab her pyjamas, pausing and turning to Glinda when she realized she was being watched. Elphaba stood silent, watching her, giving her space to speak.

“I… I want to ask for something… but I don’t want you to get mad.” Glinda said softly.

Elphaba took a breath and moved slowly to sit on the edge of their bed. Her hands nervously fidgeted with the nightgown in her hands before she nodded.

“I won’t get mad.” Elphaba whispered.

“I… I can’t stop thinking… feeling… I hate that he’s the last person to touch me in places… and… I don’t want to have sex… but I want you to kiss me and I want you to be the last person who touched me, but I don’t want to make you mad-” Glinda gasped as Elphaba suddenly shot up and moved towards her.

“Sorry. Not mad. May I?” Elphaba asked, holding a hand out towards Glinda’s hip.

Glinda nodded slowly, Elphaba’s hand came to her hip softly. She stepped closer to Glinda before kissing her so softly it felt like a whisper. 

“I’m going to bring you to the bed and take your shoes off of you, do you want to change? Do you want me to take your clothes off? You can also tell me to stop at any time. Remember that okay? Remember that I will never be the person who touches you when you don’t want it.” Elphaba whispered.

“Can… can I keep the dress on?” Glinda closed her eyes, feeling ridiculous.

“Of course, my sweet.” Elphaba said, with so much love that Glinda didn’t have a chance to drown in her feelings. 

Elphaba led her slowly to sit on the edge of the bed, sinking to her knees and slowly working the straps on Glinda’s shoes, taking time to rub Glinda’s sore feet. Glinda waited to be moved back when Elphaba stood, looking up slowly when Elphaba didn’t move.

“Get comfy, I’ll come to you.” Elphaba whispered.

Glinda nodded and moved into her normal spot, pulling the covers back to be tucked under the warmth of their blanket. She closed her eyes and took in the scent of their combined space, the familiar smell of them merging together calmed Glinda’s racing heart. She opened her eyes as she reached for Elphaba.

“H-he touched me…” Glinda paused and took a deep breath trying to force the words, but Elphaba’s lips covered hers.

“You don’t have to tell me. Take this,” Elphaba held out her bandaged hand and smiled lightly. “And put it wherever you want me to touch you, whether he touched you there or not. You’re in control. You’re always in control here.” Elphaba whispered.

Glinda reached up to pull Elphaba back down on her.

“Don’t stop kissing me okay?” Glinda mumbled against her lips. 

Elphaba nodded and kissed Glinda, pouring as much gentle love as she could into her. Elphaba’s tongue didn’t ask for permission into Glinda’s mouth, waiting instead for Glinda to make that choice. When she did, Elphaba eagerly accepted it. Glinda’s hand came to Elphaba’s on her hip and guided her hand slowly up her stomach, Glinda hesitated before bringing Elphaba’s hand over the curve of her breast. Her grip tightening to urge Elphaba to squeeze. Elphaba ignored the pain, refusing to give Glinda an excuse to focus on her. 

“Harder.” She whispered against Elphaba’s lips as Elphaba lightly tightened her grip.

“I won’t hurt you and I do not want to be rough with you.” Elphaba whispered back, closing her lips over Glinda’s again 

Glinda pushed Elphaba back against the mattress, swinging her leg over to straddle Elphaba’s thigh. 

“I’m okay, you can be rough with me. I want your hands everywhere, I want you to squeeze my tits and my ass-”

“No. You may be okay, darling, but that is not what I want right now.” Elphaba said softly, bringing her other hand up to cup Glinda’s breasts, squeezing lightly, just enough to be felt. “I’m not going to try and break you. I don’t want to break you. I love you, and I worship this body. This body you are asking me to hurt is my home, it's my temple. I can’t do that for you right now, not like this.” Elphaba whispered.

Glinda let her head fall forward, resting her face on Elphaba’s collarbone. Glinda groaned as the tears came rushing back.

“It’s okay darling, feel it. Don’t try to outrun it. Let yourself cry on me while I touch you everywhere with all my love for you.” Elphaba whispered in Glinda’s hair.

Elphaba’s hands circled around Glinda, starting at the back of her shoulders and running down the length of her spine, over her ass and squeezing lightly. Her hands didn’t linger anywhere long, moving in slow, easy movements, while humming softly. Glinda’s tears collected on her collarbone as she whispered soft loving words into her hair.

“Elphie… you can touch me if you want… or I could touch you. I’m not trying to be a tease.” Glinda murmured against Elphaba’s neck.

“Hush, not tonight. I’m just worshipping the woman I love. I don’t expect or want anything else tonight.” Elphaba whispered.

Elphaba couldn’t say how long her hands roamed lovingly over every hill and valley of Glinda’s body, how many soft kisses she placed into messy blonde curls. All she knew was that slowly, Glinda’s weight settled on top of her completely, that her breathing evened out and that her hand twisted into Elphaba’s shirt that she never did change out of. 

“My Elphie.” Glinda murmured sleepily against Elphaba’s neck.

“Always yours, my darling.” Elphaba whispered.

“Thank you for being safe again.” Glinda mumbled, sleep heavy in her voice.

Elphaba’s face crumpled as the words tore at her heart, but she forced her voice to stay normal.

“Of course, my sweet.”

Chapter Text

Chapter Five

Elphaba was startled awake by the singing voice of Dulci. She felt around the bed for Glinda, refusing to open her eyes.

“She’s not there Fabala, everyone else has been up for hours.” Dulci’s voice was gentle.

“You didn’t have to stay.” Elphaba groaned.

“I think it’s clear I did. Up up. It will do you no good to sleep all day.”

“Dulci, I’m just so tired.” Elphaba groaned.

“You’re depressed and a little bit of a mess, don’t lie to Dulci. It will do you no good. Out of bed, let’s clean those wounds and get some food and water in you.” Dulci nudged Elphaba affectionately with her nose, much like she did when Elphaba was a small child.

“I need coffee.” Elphaba groaned, cracking one eye open to look at Dulci.

“Forget about coffee; you need water. Let’s move. You may be grown my dear Fabala but Dulci will still pick you up out of this bed.” Dulci threatened.

“Where are the children? Where’s Glinda?” Elphaba asked, finally sitting up in bed.

“Glinda has the children. Washroom, unwrap your hands.” Dulci replied, making her way to the washroom. Elphaba begrudgingly followed.

“Lurline, Elphaba. Did you join an underground fight club?” Dulci asked, looking over the dark bruising and scabbing cuts.

“You should see the other guy.” Elphaba deadpanned.

Dulci fixed Elphaba with a look that made her stand a little straighter and look away.

“You should have sent for me sooner. I figured giving you space to find your footing in your new family dynamic would be helpful, I see now that I was wrong.” Dulci grumbled, gently cleaning Elphaba’s hands.

“I’m not a child in your care anymore Dulci.” Elphaba sighed.

“Hogwash, you are always a child in my care.” Dulci grunted.

“You have your own family back home that needs you now.” Elphaba said with a tone of voice that made Dulci pause and look at her.

“Tell me what happened young lady, don’t bother lying. You know I can always tell.” Dulci said with an air of indifference.

“I hurt Glinda and I hate myself for it.” Elphaba whispered, letting her head fall forward to avoid Dulci’s eyes.

“That’s just what you two do. I just assumed it was your love language.” Dulci scoffed.

Elphaba glared up at Dulci as she carefully wrapped her hands back up in gauze.

“I keep breaking her heart, it’s not a joke.” Elphaba grumbled.

“Yet, here she is, loving you anyway.” Dulci sighed. “You are not perfect, nobody is.” 

“I blamed her for Shell attempting to sexually assault her because she flirted with him the night before to make me jealous.” Elphaba whispered.

“Well, that is terrible. Why did you do that?” Dulci asked, letting Elphaba’s hands drop.

“Because I’m an awful person.”

“Wonderful, now let’s dig deeper. What’s the real reason?” 

“Because I had my own family again… and I didn’t want to lose him so soon.”

“Is Glinda not your family?”

“You know what I mean, Dulci.” Elphaba sighed exasperated.

“You had a parent and a sibling again.” 

“Yes. I missed having that for so long-”

“Did you?” Dulci tilted her head.

“Of course. Glinda has every extended family member involved in her life and I have no one-”

“Have you forgotten what your family was to you? I can assure you Frex was never the doting father to you.”

“I know, but he was a father… not my real one, but he raised me.”

“Did he?” Dulci scoffed.

“He gave me a place to live, my basic needs were met.”

“You’re right, he was practically a saint.” 

“You mock me.” Elphaba sighed.

“Because you sound absolutely ridiculous. You forget that I remember your childhood clearly. I still have the nail marks in the walls of what is now my home. I still hear your desperate screams to be let out. You wanted love, Fabala, and now you have a woman who loves you more than you ever thought possible, a son who idolises you and a brand new baby, yet it’s not enough. It all means nothing if it’s not the parents who tried to break you.” Dulci said sternly.

“For the record my son isn’t my biggest fan anymore.” Elphaba sighed. “He much prefers to scream at me.”

Dulci paused and smiled fondly at Elphaba. 

“That’s truly beautiful, Fabala.” 

“I don’t see how that could be.” 

“Let me remind you of who you were before Shiz, before Glinda. Before you had anyone challenge your father’s voice in your head and give you a scrap of self-worth. Do you remember being young and angry about the injustices around you? Do you remember how your magic would explode out of you and destroy everything around you, giving Frex one more thing to ridicule you for?”

“Yes.” Elphaba hissed.

“I remember the little girl who put her head down at the table when Frex started screaming. I remember the little girl that never challenged him. Who jumped at his every request. Who became a caretaker for Nessa while still a child herself. So, yes my dear Fabala, it doesn’t feel nice, and it is certainly not an appropriate way to speak to your parents, but I think it’s beautiful. I’m damn proud of you because without a parent for you to model yourself after and with the majority of his life spent in exile with you, you have managed to create an environment safe enough that your son can freely express his anger. Something you never had.” 

Elphaba choked on a gasp, doubling over as if she had been punched in the gut. 

“What did you imagine your future spouse and children to be like when you were locked in that room, Fabala? When you allowed yourself to dream, what did you see?” Dulci asked softly.

“I didn’t… I knew it was pointless. I knew that to hope would hurt too much. I wouldn’t have been capable of tolerating it.” Elphaba groaned.

“Come see what your family has been doing all morning, quietly dear, see who they are when they think you’re not looking.” Dulci said, walking ahead of Elphaba and leading her to the nursery. 

Dulci stopped a few steps away from the open door and nodded towards it. Elphaba walked gingerly over to peek inside.

Glinda lay flat on her stomach in an outfit she wouldn’t be caught dead in outside her home. Casual comfy clothes, hair in a messy bun. She made faces at an overjoyed Mellie, who reached for her, grabbing at Glinda’s nose. 

“You took my nose?!” Glinda gasped dramatically. She was rewarded with a shrieking laugh from Mellie.

Liir was sitting beside Glinda, using her side to support his back as he focused on his book, his brows furrowed in concentration.

“Momsie, do you think Mama knows about the religious shift in Oz?” Liir asked, distractedly.

“Are you already on college level books? Of course she knows about it. She probably wrote multiple theses on the subject for fun. You know your Mama is the smartest woman in all of Oz.” Glinda said.

“I’m not reading college books, silly Momsie. It’s just something Trism likes to talk about a lot, he says it’s really interesting and I don’t know a single thing about it.” Liir shrugged awkwardly.

“Of course, it’s about a boy.” Glinda giggled, Liir’s cheeks flushed immediately. “Well, darling, talk to your Mama when she gets up. If she’s not already an expert she will be before the sun sets.” Glinda said, before capturing Mellie’s reaching hands and kissing them all over.

“Imagine if you could show that little girl this view. What do you think she would feel?” Dulci whispered.

As if Glinda could hear the whispering above Mellie’s overjoyed sounds, or maybe just that she could feel Elphaba’s eyes on her, she turned her head. Her eyes settled on Elphaba’s, before a shy smile took over her features.

Elphaba placed herself mentally in her younger self for a moment, the child gasping for air through her panic at being caged into the confining space of her locked room.

She imagined that girl could see through her eyes now, see the huge spaces of their house, the blindingly beautiful woman smiling over at her with eyes that screamed her love, the boy calmly flipping through a graphic novel unconcerned with the world around him and the baby girl, excitedly bouncing on her butt, delighted with all the attention she was receiving. Elphaba didn’t bother wiping the single tear that fell as she returned Glinda’s smile.

“Hope.” Elphaba responded to Dulci before slipping into the room to be with her family.

***

“I don’t get it, why couldn’t everyone just believe in what they wanted. Why did they fight? Do we believe in Unionism or Lurlinism? Or are we a part of the Pleasure Faith?” Liir asked kicking at a loose branch that had fallen across the dirt trail he walked with Elphaba.

“Well, our differences are what separate us. Religion is based on nothing more than faith, people take their beliefs and their faith very seriously and it leads to war. Trying to kill those with opinions that are different from yours. I’m personally not religious, so I see no worth in following something you can’t prove exists. However, I come from a family of Unionists.” Elphaba explained, looking over at Liir.

“I don’t think I want to be religious either. It sounds exhausting.” Liir said thoughtfully.

“It does, doesn’t it? What about Trism?” Elphaba asked with a small grin.

“He said he doesn’t know which one to choose yet. I don’t know if he even realizes he doesn’t have to.” Liir answered.

“Well, you get to be the one to tell him.” Elphaba smiled to herself.

“Mama?” Liir said, suddenly halting his steps. 

“Yes?” Elphaba asked, turning back around to face Liir.

Liir looked around at the wooded area around them. He spent just a moment listening to the chattering birds and the sound of the wind rustling through leaves.

“Do you miss the cabin sometimes?” Liir asked awkwardly.

“It was a shack.” Elphaba corrected.

“You always called it a cabin.”

Elphaba smiled softly at the memory of the small shack, taking a moment to consider Liir’s question before answering. She spotted a fallen tree that offered a good sitting place and waved Liir over to it, just slightly off the path. 

“Sometimes.” Elphaba said casually as they settled on the tree bench. “I miss the world not being able to touch us, I miss how close we were. I don’t miss how hard it was, or how little we had. I don’t miss how much it hurt missing Glinda.” 

“I wish we could go back sometimes, with Momsie and Mellie. No one else would find us and we wouldn’t have anything to fight about anymore.” Liir sighed.

“Oh, you can always find something to fight about, no matter what your house looks like or how much money you have. Fiyero and I managed that quite efficiently.” Elphaba grinned.

“But it could be different this time.” Liir whispered. 

“Darling, Glinda could never stomach living in the cabin… and dare I say, I think you’ve grown quite accustomed to certain luxuries as well.” Elphaba smiled at him.

“I just miss you.” Liir sighed.

“I miss you too, Liir.” Elphaba whispered, scooting closer to wrap an arm around Liir’s shoulders. “But we don’t have to go back to the cabin to make time for each other. Look, we’re doing it right now on this walk.” 

“I don’t want to go anywhere without Momsie and Mellie. I want to keep them. But I also want to have time for just us again.” Liir said awkwardly, picking at the bark of the tree.

“Is that why you are angry with me so often Liir? Because I haven’t made enough time for you?” Elphaba asked.

“I guess, and because I get scared when you upset Momsie… I’m afraid to lose her again too. I don’t like when she doesn’t talk or acts like Mimzy.” 

“Momsie has been doing really well on her medicine, she has been handling really hard things without acting like that, so maybe you can start not worrying about that as much. As for my time, Liir, if you had just told me. I can’t help if I don’t know what I am doing wrong. You’re a growing boy with your own life now. You have your own friends and I just felt like maybe you didn’t want your old Mama cramping your style. Especially because your Momsie can be incredibly overbearing and embarrassing enough for the both of us.” Elphaba grinned.

“I think she’s funny.” Liir smiled.

“You would.” Elphaba scoffed.

“I don’t mind when you guys act silly. I guess it makes me feel lucky that my moms love me so much. Trism always says that when I tell him stories, he always says that my moms love me so much. He also says I’m lucky because my moms are famous and I could get anything I wanted. I told him you would never let me do that, but he doesn’t believe me.”

“You’re right, I will never let you use our fame as a free pass. Liir, we do love you a whole lot. You will always be my first born and the boy who got me through exile and gave me a reason to keep fighting when it felt like I had nothing left. I simply adore you, even when you’re not very nice.”

“Do you think Trism and I could fall in love like you and Momsie?” Liir whispered.

“Oh, maybe. Only time will tell. If you work at it, if you accept the things about each other that are different and don’t try to change them. If you stick it out even when it’s hard. If you forgive each other when you make mistakes. Being in love, while it sounds easy, is actually a lot of work to keep.” Elphaba said softly.

“I hope one day he will look at me like Momsie always looks at you.” 

“Can I tell you a secret Liir?” 

Liir nodded softly.

“He could be already, because it took me forever to realize what that look was.” Elphaba whispered.

“Does it bother you that I like boys?” Liir asked suddenly.

“Liir, I have to tell you something. I’m marrying a woman.” Elphaba grinned playfully. “Of course not. I love you Liir, who you are and whoever you will become. Nothing will ever change that, especially not who you choose to spend your life with.”

Liir nodded, leaning into Elphaba and smiling as she kissed his head.

“Mama?” Liir waited until Elphaba hummed. “I think I’m going to marry Trism.” 

“Okay, but don’t tell Momsie yet. She will start planning and by the time the wedding comes it will be so outlandish you will barely get to see your new husband.” 

“You’re probably right.” Liir laughed. They sat in silence for a few moments, just enjoying each other's nearness.

“Oz, Liir. I can’t believe you are almost nine. Where did my little boy go?” Elphaba sighed, squeezing Liir tighter to her side.

“I’m right here Mama.” Liir giggled, nuzzling his face into her shoulder. “I really am sorry I was mean to you and that I used magic on you.”

“Thank you for apologizing. I must tell you, I’ve already forgiven you. Maybe we both need to find better ways to handle our big feelings.” Elphaba said softly.

“Yeah, maybe.” Liir mumbled. The silence stretched around them again, Elphaba breathing in the calm around them. “Mama… can we go back? I’m hungry.” 

“Yeah Liiry, of course.” Elphaba said, with a final kiss to his head.

“Do you want to look for berries on our way back? Like we used to?” 

“I really do.” 

***

Elphaba and Liir found Glinda in the dining room, a sea of small containers filled the table with small samples of blended fruit in each one. Glinda smiled fondly as they entered the room, snickering at Liir’s face covered in berry juice. Glinda had a notebook on the table and Mellie in front of her in a highchair.

“Based on my research we love strawberries, we tolerate blackberries, we might kill a man for raspberries, but we hit a roadblock with blueberries. We decided they can’t be trusted and they are probably terrorists, so we won’t even try them.” Glinda explained, still holding the spoon in front of Mellie who leaned away from it.

“I did find those blueberries rather sketchy.” Elphaba chuckled, leaning down to place a soft kiss on Glinda’s head.

“I’ll brave the blueberries for you Mellie.” Liir grinned.

Glinda gasped dramatically holding the spoon towards Liir.

“Our knight! Are we going to share with Liir, Mellie?” Glinda asked.

Mellie scrunched her face laughing and moving her hands excitedly across the empty tray of her highchair.

Glinda slipped the spoon into Liir’s open mouth like she was feeding Mellie.

“Mmm those are yummy.” Liir informed Mellie.

Mellie screamed a stream of ba’s, slapping her hands on the tray. Glinda’s eyebrows shot up like Mellie was telling her a particularly interesting story.

“Oh wow. You feel very strongly about this. Should we share more with your brother?” Glinda asked Mellie, dipping the spoon into the mush of blueberries before moving to hold it out towards Liir.  

Mellie screeched and reached her hands out grasping towards the spoon. Glinda tilted her head slightly. Glinda navigated the spoon around her hands into her open mouth. Mellie moved the mush around with her tongue, already reaching out towards the spoon again.

“See, I told you it’s yummy.” Glinda giggled.

“Did Dulci go home?” Elphaba asked, leaning her hip against the table.

“Yes. She told me to tell you she would be back tonight.” Glinda said, distractedly.

Elphaba watched Glinda and Liir dote over Mellie, who was eating up the attention. 

“What are the odds of getting you all in the same room at the same time?” 

Glinda practically fell out of her chair with the rush of pure panic hearing Shell’s voice. Glinda’s hands instinctively reached for the highchair when Elphaba’s arm wrapped around her, pulling Glinda tight against Elphaba’s side. Elphaba was already facing Shell and Melena with the scowl of a woman ready to kill, her magic zapping across her knuckles as she fought to contain her anger.

Elphaba’s arm squeezed Glinda reassuringly before dropping away to position herself protectively in front of Glinda. Glinda looked at Shell for the first time and couldn’t contain her gasp. His face swelled with bruising, a gash across his right eyebrow and the eye below was almost completely swollen shut.

Shell’s eyes locked on Glinda as she observed the damage. His lips quivered into a cocky grin despite the damage to his face.

“Hey, Glinda.” He said, adding a small wave. 

Glinda felt a chill run down her spine as her breath stuttered. Liir’s hand closed around her wrist lightly, helping Glinda ground herself, as he looked between Elphaba’s hands and Shell’s face. Liir slowly looked up at her, reading the panic swimming in her eyes. Glinda saw the moment his brain clicked all the information together. She felt his grip tighten on her wrist before he dropped her hand and turned his attention towards Shell and Melena, falling into place beside Elphaba.

“Liir, come back-” Glinda began.

“He will be okay.” Elphaba said, only looking away momentarily from Shell and Melena to glance down at Liir, who mirrored her stance. 

“Alright, everyone can stand down, I came to apologize. Glinda, listen, I was-” Shell started with a sigh.

“Don’t fucking speak to her.” Elphaba snapped. 

“How do you propose I apologize, if I’m not permitted to speak to her, Fabala?” Shell asked exasperatedly.

“She doesn’t need or want your apology.” Elphaba growled, a thick bolt of magic running down her arm. 

Glinda’s attention snapped to the dining table as it began to vibrate, some containers falling splattering pureed berries all over the floor. Glinda looked back towards Elphaba and Liir, both standing like perfect clones of each other, shoulders squared, eyes locked on the threat.

“Mama, remember, you control it.” Liir said softly, not breaking his gaze.

Elphaba’s lips twitched, her chin ticked up  with pride. The table abruptly stopped moving.

“Glinda, I was drunk and-” Shell took a step towards her, hesitating only when both Elphaba and Liir immediately summoned magic into their fingertips.

“What a great lesson you are teaching your son, Elphaba. To use violence instead of talking out your disagreements.” Melena cut in. Elphaba’s eyes snapped to her.

“Oh, well you know, I never had a mother to teach me these things.” Elphaba shot, between gritted teeth.

“Glinda are you going to let this one stupid mistake cost Elphaba all that's left of her family?” Shell asked, tilting his head.

A ball of fire hit Shell square in the chest, sending Shell flying into the wall before quickly extinguishing. 

“I want you to know, he has impeccable control so he meant to do that.” Elphaba smirked.  

Liir preened slightly from Elphaba’s words, while never breaking his focus on Shell and Melena. Melena glanced unimpressed over at Shell. 

“What are we supposed to do, Fabala. We have nothing, you were supposed to help us.” Melena attempted.

“Maybe he should have kept his hands off my wife.” 

“Oh wake up Fabala, that wedding is never going to happen. You think a woman like her chooses you in the end? Use your brain-” Melena stopped, taking multiple quick steps back as Liir raised his hand.

“Elphie, you know that’s not true.” Glinda said softly.

“I do know that, my love. She hasn’t gotten to me.” Elphaba said, glancing at Glinda picking up Mellie who was crying, from her highchair. Glinda came up behind Elphaba, placing a hand on her hip in a silent show of support.

“I knew I should have let them drown you when you came out. It’s the biggest mistake I ever made. My only real regret in life!” Melena spat.

Glinda gasped, her hand tightening on Elphaba’s hip. Elphaba caught Liir’s hand, before he could throw magic at Melena. Elphaba shook her head softly at him.

“How dare you.” Glinda growled.

“Oh sweetheart don’t act tough when you're hiding behind your magical guard dogs.” Melena scoffed.

“Mama?” Liir asked through clenched teeth.

“She’s not worth it, Liir.” Elphaba said softly.

So tough behind their magic, Glinda. Shall we level the playing field.

Glinda inhaled sharply before a small whimper escaped her lips.

“Elphie… Take Mellie. Quickly please.” Glinda said urgently.

Elphaba’s brows furrowed as she turned, reaching for Mellie. Elphaba barely had her arms around Mellie when Glinda stumbled back into the table with a scream.

Liir’s head snapped towards Glinda, as Elphaba stepped tentatively towards Glinda, holding a hand towards her.

“Glinda. Darling. It’s not real.” Elphaba said softly. Clenching Mellie to her chest.

Liir felt Shell’s sudden burst of movement more then saw it. Shell’s arms reached out diving at Elphaba’s turned back. Liir blasted him into the dining table with a simple hand movement. Elphaba’s head turned towards the table. Liir moved closer to Elphaba. His eyes flashing between Melena and Shell until his back was against Elphaba.

“Take care of Momsie, I’ll watch them.” Liir said, trying not to focus on the whimpers escaping Glinda, her hands clenching at her head.

Elphaba looked back at Liir for a moment, hesitating. She looked at him as if she was seeing something familiar in a stranger, before Glinda’s soft pleading snapped her back to focus. 

“Glinda, darling, focus on my voice. What you are hearing inside your head is not real. I am real, I am here.” Elphaba said calmly. Elphaba held onto a wiggling Mellie just a little tighter, not seeing any kind of reaction to signify Glinda was registering her words.

“She can’t hear you. As you know, with proximity the spells are much stronger.” Morrible paused, smiling wickedly as Elphaba whipped around to see her slither into the room. “She has been transported to a place where she’s trapped in a loop of you leaving her, and my dear, you're not being very kind to her either. Tsk, tsk.” 

“Liir, get behind me.” Elphaba’s fingers twitched.

“Who is she?” Liir asked.

“I wonder how many times she can go around before she snaps.” Morrible scoffed, shaking her head. “Always a waste of time, that one.” She sighed.

Elphaba’s hand flew out, sending pulses of magic toward Morrible, who easily swept them away.

“Now now, Elphaba, I imagine you're out of practice, but you must remember who taught you about your magic in the first place.” Morrible sighed, as if disappointed. “But the boy, you’ve clearly put in some work yourself.”

Elphaba’s stomach dropped at the slow smile that spread across Morrible’s face as she stared at Liir curiously. 

“What do you want, Morrible? You’re out of Southstairs, why not run and live a life of freedom? Why risk being sent back?” Elphaba growled, watching Shell limp back to his mother’s side.

“Some of us are not cowards that back down from a fight.” Morrible spat. “I had high hopes for you Miss Thropp. All that power and you have wasted it. I can’t help but wonder how much of that fantastical power you have passed down to your children?”

Glinda collapsed to her knees, rocking back and forth, hands pulling at her hair, as she whimpered and mumbled to herself.

“Leave my children and Glinda out of this. I’m the one you want.” Elphaba seethed.

“You were back then, oh but not now. No, I will let you choose Miss Thropp, since I’m feeling rather generous. Give me the baby and I’ll leave your precious girlfriend’s brain intact or you can keep the baby and I can melt her brain right here.”

“Counter offer, you leave my family alone and I won’t kill your little spies over there.” Elphaba growled.

“My spies.” Morrible chuckled. “Oh, Elphaba, has having children made you dumb? Or have you been spending too much time with Miss Upland?”

It happened in an instant. Morrible waved a hand towards Melena, her body jerking unnaturally, her neck snapping and lolling to the side with lifeless eyes staring blankly ahead before she could even scream. Shell caught her body as she fell, pain twisted his face. 

“Mom?” Shell whispered, despite knowing that she was gone.

Elphaba’s mouth fell open, her brain stumbling to try and process what was happening. Liir whimpered from behind Elphaba, as a single trickle of blood fell from Melena’s mouth, dripping down Shell’s arm.

“You used to be such a formidable opponent, Miss Thropp. I am not stupid enough to trust everything to one little spy, and if I did, I certainly wouldn’t be so obvious as to make that spy the father of my son.” Morrible spat.

Elphaba’s eyes tore from Melena’s lifeless body, hardening as she looked at Morrible.

“But you don’t need to worry about him, I suppose, since you put your little spell on him. Since he can’t die or feel pain, isn’t that correct? I wonder, did you have the foresight to protect him from mental torture? Miss Upland has shown me for years how enjoyable that is.”

Glinda’s body suddenly thrashed on the floor as blood-curdling screams ripped from her throat.

“Hand over that baby, Elphaba!” Morrible screamed, redirecting Elphaba’s magical blast, causing it to obliterate the wall between the dining room and kitchen.

“Stop!” Liir screamed, desperately. 

The force of Liir’s magic exploding out of him sent Elphaba toppling back into the table, her arm instinctively wrapping around Mellie protectively. Elphaba scrambled back to her feet as quickly as she could.

“Glinda?!” Elphaba shouted, the sudden silence making Elphaba’s heart race as she collapsed to her knees beside the now motionless body of her fiancée. “Glinda, please, no.” Elphaba groaned, her hand coming to cup Glinda’s cheek.

“Elphie.” Glinda’s voice was so small and broken, her eyes fluttering open to look at her. 

Elphaba let out a breath of relief. Her head fell forward slightly, before she was suddenly whirling around to face Morrible. 

It was the first time since Morrible’s arrival that she looked surprised, her eyes travelling rampantly looking down over her new and very deep lacerations travelling up the expanse of her arms. Morrible’s eyes snapped back up at Liir. She slowly chuckled as Liir slipped into a defensive stance.

“Well, now that is interesting.” Morrible said simply, spinning gracefully and abruptly sweeping out of the room. Liir took a step forward.

“Let her go, Liir. Momsie needs us right now.” Elphaba said, her focus sweeping to Shell, who sat leaning against the wall cradling Melena, oblivious to anything that had happened since then. Pathetic little whimpers escaping him.

“Elphaba… She was in our house.” Glinda’s voice was full of exhaustion as she sat leaned up against the solid wooden leg of the dining room table, an arm around Liir’s shoulders. Liir was dutifully wiping at the tear stains on her cheeks.

“What worries me more is that she knows now just how powerful Liir is.” Elphaba said flatly, turning to look at Glinda.

Glinda’s eyes slid over to their son, worriedly fussing over her. He pushed fallen strands of blonde hair back behind her ears as she looked at him with worry filling her features.

“Please don’t disappear Momsie.” Liir whispered. Glinda’s breath tumbled out of her as she leaned her head against his. 

“I’m right here my sweet darling boy. I’m still here.” She whispered.

“Do you have enough left in you to hold Mellie for a few moments?” Elphaba asked. Glinda nodded weakly against Liir’s head.

“I’ll help her Mama.” Liir responded.

Elphaba manoeuvred Mellie onto Glinda’s lap, Mellie falling into Glinda’s chest the moment she was able to. Elphaba was crossing the room quickly once her family was secured together, coming to a stop just a step away from Shell.

“Get out.” Elphaba said sternly.

“She killed her. Fabala, she killed our mom.” Shell whimpered.

“I don’t particularly care. She’s been dead to me the majority of my life. Take your mother and get out.”

“I… I don’t know what to do… you can kill me Elphaba. You can do it. Remember you want to kill me-” Shell began to beg.

“I’ve decided I much rather condemn you to life. It’s your turn to find out what it feels like to be completely alone in the world.” Elphaba shot.

Shell let out a broken moan, pulling Melena tighter against him. Elphaba scoffed, simply waving a hand to use her magic to push them down the hall and out of the house.

***

The moment Glinda slipped into sleep in their bed, Elphaba sprang into action. Hurriedly packing her family's most essential belongings. Liir followed, trying to help where he could and stay out of the way if he couldn’t.

“Liir, remember how we talked about you still being my little boy?” Elphaba asked suddenly, turning to Liir.

Liir nodded slightly. Elphaba took a deep breath and looked out the window into the distance.

“I hoped you would never know this, Liir. I never wanted you to know the war we’re about to be in. I have to tell you so much and we don’t have a lot of time so I need you to really listen. I need you to be my big brave boy.” Elphaba said, forcing her eyes back to Liir.

“I’m listening, Mama.” Liir’s voice shook slightly.

“I’m putting all my trust in you, Liir. I have to ask you to do what it takes to win this fight. It’s not always going to be easy and sometimes you will have to do the very last thing you want to do, but we have to do it. We have to do it to keep the people we love safe, even if it hurts them at the moment.”

“You’re not coming to the Emerald Castle with us.” Liir said softly.

“I have to find Fiyero, I have to make sure he’s safe. I have to get everyone we ever loved into that castle, it’s the safest place for them. I will meet you all there when I can. Morrible will attack the people we love that don’t have magic or a guard to protect them.”

“I guess I’m going to see what it’s like to really miss you, huh?” Liir whispered. “Mama… we have never been apart before.” Liir sniffled.

“I know. Liir, you’re the only one I trust. Your magic is so powerful, you can protect them.”

“What do you need me to do, Mama?” Liir asked, squaring his shoulders and standing tall.

“I need you to take this bag and keep it safe. Do not play with the book, not until you are older. That is the Grimmerie and you need to understand people will kill for it. All spells in the Grimmerie are irreversible. So when you are older, make sure you really want it before using any spell-”

“Mama… won’t you be there to teach me?”

“I want to be, Liir. I’m going to try to be. This is really dangerous now Liir, and just in case something happens to me, I need to tell you this stuff.” 

Liir’s eyes watered, but he swallowed his sobs, wiping his face aggressively with his arm.

“No book until I’m grown. Got it.” Liir said, his voice wavering.

“Good boy. You can trust Glinda, she has no magic but she knows some things about it. She can help you. My cloak is in that bag, I know it’s too big now but you’ll grow into it. Always wear it when you ride the broom, it will keep you warm.”

“How will you get around without the broom?” Liir asked.

“They will be looking for me in the sky, Liir. It’s safer for me to stick to the ground.” Elphaba said. “I’ll carry it to the carriage, Momsie will know something is off if I don’t. This next part I have to ask is going to be really hard and I need you to understand how important it is.”

“We have to break Momsie’s heart.” Liir said, leaning back hard against the wall.

“Yes, we do. When she realizes, she will fight to stay with me. I need you to keep her safe no matter what. You get her to Chuffrey. No matter how much she screams or cries or begs, no matter if she slips into Glinda the Good, no matter if she says mean things to hurt you enough to let her go. She will be desperate, and it is going to hurt us just as much as her, we have to stay strong Liir. We are responsible for them. Once you are safe in the castle, trust no one other than Chuffrey and Momsie. There could be spies everywhere. Always keep your guard up and always pay attention, Liir.” Elphaba paused.

“Mama… what if I fail? I’m still just a little boy even though I want to be big.” Liir murmured. 

“Liir, you are my son. You are just like me, with just a sprinkling of Momsie’s charm. If I can’t be there, there is no one else I would trust to protect them. You have all my faith. Liir, your magic is stronger than mine, we never told you, but I need you to be careful how you wield it. Do no harm, unless you truly have no other choice.”

Liir stared into his mother’s eyes intensely, as if trying to burn every detail into his brain.

“Take care of Momsie and your sister. Make sure Momsie eats and gets some sleep. Chuffrey will help you. Momsie won’t get on the broom, she’s terrified of it, if you have to get her out fast, you will have to force her, don’t waste time arguing with her.” 

“I don’t like this Mama. I don’t want to say goodbye.” Liir whined as his emotions finally boiled to the surface. “I wanna go with you Mama.” 

“I want you to be with me too darling, but I need you. You’re my only hope.” 

Liir pushed forward off the wall collapsing into Elphaba, his hands clenching tightly as he tried to fight the emotions back down.

“I’ll do it Mama, I just hate it.” 

“I know me too.” Elphaba whispered, her hand running through his hair.

“I will write to you and send it by Chistery when I find out any information. If there is anything I need you to do I’ll put it in the letters, but you’ll have to use magic to unlock the instructions. If I call Momsie Galinda in the letter, that’s a code and you’ll have to give the parchment a drop of your blood to unlock it. Do you understand?”

“Yes, blood magic. Because we share blood it will only open for me or Mellie.” 

“Exactly. One last thing, Liir… if I don’t make it home there are letters in the Grimmerie for Momsie, Mellie and you. Keep them safe and hidden unless something happens to me okay?” 

Liir sucked in a breath and nodded against Elphaba’s stomach.

“Okay,” Elphaba let out a breath, wrapping her arms around Liir tightly. “Okay. We don’t have much time, Liir. Let yourself feel what you need to now, because once you’re in that carriage I need you to be brave and strong.” 

Liir pushed his face harder into her stomach as a sob finally broke through. He grabbed her shirt desperately.

“Don’t die, Mama. Please don’t die. I love you so much and I’ve been so mean and I still need you. I’m still a kid Mama, I still need you. You have to hurry up and come back, because Momsie and Mellie need you too.” Liir sobbed.

“I’m going to do everything in my power to get back to you, Liir. I love you so much, and I know you were just hurting, darling. I’m so proud of you. You are so incredible, more than I ever dreamed you would be. I love you, I love you so much.” Elphaba whispered, her own tears springing to the surface as she held Liir as tightly against her as she could.

***

“So, Saph and Dulci’s family should already be on the way right?” Glinda asked, grabbing Mellie’s chair. 

“Yes, they should beat us there.” Elphaba said, grabbing her broom.

“Planning a lot of casual broom rides in our imprisonment?” Glinda asked with a raised brow.

“I like to have it close by.” Elphaba sighed. 

Glinda eyed her suspiciously before humming, deciding not to press further. She followed Elphaba as they walked to the already very loaded carriage. Liir stood beside the carriage looking out at the expanse of the yard sadly.

“Hey, we're coming back Liiry. This is still our home.” Glinda comforted softly, ruffling his hair. “You know how protective Mama gets, it will only be a clock tick before she can’t stand it anymore and wants to go home.” Glinda teased.

Liir forced a half smile and nodded. His eyes floated to Elphaba’s as she took Mellie’s chair and Glinda climbed in.

“Mama loves you so much.” Elphaba whispered against the sleeping infant's head, placing a gentle kiss between her eyebrows. 

Glinda took Mellie back once she was in the carriage and placed her securely on the seat.

“Hey Liir, do me a favor and look at the door, I’m going to kiss your Momsie.” Elphaba said with a small grin.

Glinda’s chuckle faltered as Liir turned his attention to the door, clutching a bag to his chest as a single tear fell from his eye. Glinda didn’t have too much time to question it before Elphaba was kissing her. Glinda hadn’t quite expected such a strong kiss, maybe something a little more soft and playful. She ran her hands up Elphaba’s arms, trying to follow Elphaba’s desperate kiss when it hit her. 

Glinda’s nails dug harshly into verdant skin. She pulled back with a harsh gasp. 

“No, Elphaba Thropp, you are going to sit down in this carriage and suffer with the rest of us in that castle.” Glinda said sternly.

“Kiss me again, my love.” Elphaba said softly.

“No! I will kiss you while this carriage is moving. You are not leaving me again. You can’t leave, Mellie is still breastfeeding!” 

“She’s almost on all solid foods, darling. She will only be on formula for a moment.” Elphaba said lightly, grimacing as she felt Glinda’s nails grip her so tightly it felt like she broke the skin.

“You promised me Elphaba! You promised me you wouldn’t leave me again! We are doing it together this time, that's what we said. Come with us, we will bring the children to Chuffrey and I’ll go with you.” Glinda cried.

“They need you, Glinda. Kiss me please.” Elphaba’s voice cracked.

“I need you, Elphaba! I’ll go with you. I’ll get on the broom, okay? I’ll do it and we will figure it out together.” Glinda pleaded.

“I’m so sorry darling. I love you, but you are safer in the castle.” Elphaba whimpered, pulling away from Glinda, her nails leaving the evidence of their travel behind.

“I don't want to be safe when you're not safe! Please don’t do this to me again. Please Elphie, please. I’ll do anything, darling. What do you want me to do? I’ll do it.” Glinda pleaded through her heavy breath.

“Kiss me goodbye, Glinda.” Elphaba said softly.

Glinda attempted to scramble up from the seat but was magically held back against the seat. 

“Your magic won't hold forever Elphaba. I swear to Oz, I will jump out of this carriage while it’s moving! I’m not losing you again.” 

“You are the love of my life, Glinda. I need you to take care of our babies until I come home.”

“If you come home. You think me dumb enough to not know the very real possibility that they will kill you Elphie?! I need you, our babies need you. I can’t do this alone.”

Elphaba surged forward and placed a lingering kiss on Glinda’s head as she battled against the magic holding her down, letting out a frustrated scream.

“Hold out, my sweet. I will always find my way home to you.” Elphaba whispered against her head, before moving towards the door, pausing in front of Liir.

“I’ve got them, Mama.” Liir said softly. 

“I know.” Elphaba whispered, Elphaba held out the broom, waiting until Liir gripped it tightly before letting go of it and pulling Liir tightly against her chest. “Never let them make you feel like you have to prove anything, Liir. You are the most powerful sorcerer in Oz, even more powerful than me. You owe them nothing.” Elphaba said intensely, placing a hard kiss on top of his curls.

“I love you, Mama, big big like the sky.” Liir squeaked.

“I love you, Liir. More than words could ever say.” Elphaba said, pulling away.

“Elphaba, I won’t forgive you this time. If you do this to me again, I won’t let you back in. If you leave me again, you’re leaving me for good.” Glinda said as a desperate last ditch attempt.

“Then my darling, I will love you from whatever corner of Oz you condemn me to, but I will regret nothing knowing you are safe.” Elphaba said, letting her gaze linger on Glinda for a moment. “And thank you for showing me the love of a lifetime. I’ll carry it with me until my end.” 

Elphaba turned and with a stiff nod to Liir jumped out of the carriage, shutting the door and waving the driver off.

Glinda attempted to surge forward, still being held back. Her eyes finding Liir’s and instantly realizing.

“Liir, honey you have to let me go. I didn’t kiss her. I have to kiss her. That could be the last time I ever see her. Please, my darling boy. Please.” Glinda pleaded, her breath very nearly approaching hyperventilation as the carriage picked up speed. Liir dropped his eyes to the floor, but his magic held.

“No, Liir. Please. Please!” Glinda begged. “Elphaba! Elphaba, I’m sorry! I want to kiss you! Please!” Glinda screamed, desperately thrashing as much as she could under Liir’s magic.

“No! No, please she could get hurt or die. Oh, Oz, what if that was… no please. Liir, just let me kiss her. Please. I love her and I didn’t say it, I didn’t kiss her!” 

“She knows. She knows you love her Momsie.” Liir whimpered.

Glinda let out a blood curdling scream, as she openly wept. She choked out half formed pleads and apologies. Liir pulled his knees up to his chest and rocked himself, his own tears streaming down his cheeks.

“I’m sorry, Momsie… but it’s my job to protect you now.” Liir’s whisper went unheard under the broken wails from Glinda.

Chapter Text

Chapter Six

Glinda had refused to break down. She refused to give Elphaba the satisfaction. It had been weeks of people filtering into the castle and Liir rushing them asking questions like what his mother looked like, if she was hurt, if she was safe. Glinda would hover just out of view, trying to appear like she wasn’t listening intently. 

Mellie was growing rapidly and it was hard for Glinda to see the changes and not want to find Elphaba just to scream at her for missing it. 

Liir watched the door everyday, probably more so than the guards stationed to protect it. He seemed bigger now too, as if aging rapidly in the month and a half Elphaba had been gone. 

Glinda would catch moments where he was that little boy again, full of fear and worry. When she caught his eye from across the room she could see him shove it all back down. 

Glinda didn’t feel much like a parent anymore. Sure she was called Momsie, but Larena really swooped in to care for Mellie, since Glinda couldn’t handle seeing all of her milestones that Elphaba was missing. Not to say she never did, but she certainly wasn’t doing as much as she used to. Liir, well… they rarely spoke. Most of their communication was in passing with a head nod or a quick ‘morning’. It was foolish, Glinda knew, to hold it against him. She knew that his actions screamed Elphaba’s influence. Yet, Glinda still felt betrayed.

Being trapped in a castle full of everyone she had ever cared for without the one person she loved most felt like a particularly cruel punishment. 

At least she had Chuffrey. Her devoted sweet ex-husband, who was the only person who didn’t look at her like a sad puppy, or quickly turn away when they saw her. His strong familiar presence might have been the only thing keeping her together.

On a particularly loud and storming night about a week ago, Glinda had sat up in bed with a box of letters in front of her. She flipped through them, rereading the words scratched into them. Love bombs for each day Elphaba had been gone. Leave it to Elphaba to convince the army of flying monkey’s to become a postal service. 

Everyday, around the same hour, Chuffrey had come into her room silently holding out an envelope with her name scribbled on it. She had never sent a single letter back. 

In the comfort of the dark, in a bed she once shared with Elphaba, she would flip through them. She would reread the words. She would remember she had been too stubborn to kiss her that last time. She remembered the last words Elphaba heard her speak was a promise that she had nothing to come home to.

Glinda couldn’t say if it was the storm raging outside, her guilt or grief. Maybe it was the two bottles of wine she had drunk straight out of the bottle in her bed, but she was overcome with the need to not be alone.

She only hesitated a moment when she had slipped into Chuffrey’s room. He sat up upon her entrance with worry etching his face. She wrinkled her nose at the smell of cigars, something she never allowed in the bedroom when they shared this space.

“What’s wrong?” Chuffrey had asked. 

Glinda did not let herself think of how it would feel later, she just needed it to stop. She needed to stop thinking of Elphaba asking for a kiss that Glinda would never grant her.

Glinda surged forward straddling Chuffrey in his bed and kissing him. Her eyes clenched shut as she kissed him hard, pouring everything she should have given Elphaba into him. Chuffrey, gracious as always, kissed her back. He matched her rhythm, his hands resting respectfully above her hips. 

Glinda rested her forehead on his, her eyes still clenched shut as she softly rotated her hips on him. His hand came up to wipe at a tear she hadn’t realized had fallen.

“I love you so much.” Glinda whispered.

“I’m not her, Glinda.” Chuffrey said lightly.

Glinda’s hand covered his mouth, slowly shaking her head, refusing to open her eyes.

Chuffrey wrapped his arm tightly around her waist and lifted her. He moved them until they were both lying down on the mattress, his arms wrapped tightly around her.

“I know. It’s okay.” Chuffrey whispered in her hair as Glinda cried herself to sleep in his arms.

Since then Glinda had curled up in Chuffrey’s arms every single night, chasing away the loneliness. Chuffrey would accept her kisses, gently moving away before Glinda could get too heated.

“You didn’t bring me my letter tonight.” Glinda accused, as she came into Chuffrey’s room. 

Chuffrey was turning down the sheets of the bed when he turned to look at her, a sadness and what looked almost like fear in his eyes.

“Oh. Right, of course.” Glinda said with a small nod, realization crashing into her as she moved to the dresser to take out her earnings.

“Glinda, you never once wrote her back…” Chuffrey said softly. 

“Oh, you know she's so busy finding everyone and sending them here... She doesn’t have time to read a bunch of letters.” Glinda said with a dismissive wave of her hand.

“She made time to write you letters every day for a month and a half. I’m sure she would have made time to read your letters.” Chuffrey said gently.

“Well, now we know a month and a half is how long it takes for Elphaba Thropp to formally give up on me.” Glinda said with more distaste than she wanted to.

“I’m sure that’s not true.” Chuffrey sighed.

“Did Liir get his letter tonight?” Glinda asked, turning to Chuffrey.

Chuffrey didn’t answer. His eyes focused on the floor as he inhaled a slow deep breath.

“I thought so.” Glinda said softly, stepping back and wrapping her arms around herself.

“I’m sure this is hard for her too Glinda-”

“I’m sorry, I need a moment.” Glinda said, quickly disappearing out of Chuffrey’s room.

Glinda found herself in the awful room that condemned them to this life all those years ago, clenching her box of letters in her arms, tonight's bottle of wine balanced on top.

She sat crossed legged on the balcony popping the cork off the wine before pulling out the first letter again. She knew them all by heart by now but read them again anyway.

Glinda,

I just finished breaking your heart again. The carriage just pulled out of sight and it was the hardest thing for me in this world to not to chase after it. Maybe I’m too old, too soft to enter this kind of life again. It’s eerie being in our home without you. Your scent lingers on everything around me, I can see the evidence of you as if you're just around the corner… your hair pins are still on the bathroom counter, your slippers tossed beside the bed. Yet, I don’t know if I will ever see you again. I don’t know if you meant it when you said I was out of chances.

Please don’t hold this against Liir. This is far harder on him than you realize. You have to be safe. I have to keep you all safe.

My heart is forever yours. 

Forever your Elphie.

Glinda took a large gulp of wine, folding the letter carefully back into its envelope and opening the next one. 

Glinda read the love confessions, looked over the sketches of Glinda’s face, Glinda sleeping bathed in morning sunshine, Glinda on the floor with Mellie. She paused at the one that had caused her to cry in Chuffrey’s arms for hours. The sketch was a what-could-have-been. A quick note scratched into a corner. 

This is what I imagined it would look like. I was always listening.

The sketch was them standing at the altar. Glinda’s thumb traced over Elphaba in the sketch, smiling softly. All the details she would casually ramble on about as Elphie read her book at night were included. Details she had assumed Elphaba hadn’t been listening to.

“It worked.” Elphaba said with a breath of relief, startling Glinda as she turned to see Elphaba standing behind her.

“Oh, good. I’ve started hallucinating.” Glinda sighed, picking up her bottle of wine.

Elphaba chuckled and shook her head, staring at Glinda lovingly.

“Not quite. It’s magic.” Elphaba said, her eyes sparkling with affection. “Oz, I miss you.” 

“So, why did it take you so long to pull this out of nowhere?” Glinda asked, full of indignation, turning her body around to sit facing Elphaba, waving her bottle in the air before bringing it back to her lips.

“I figured you needed time to calm down.” Elphaba said lightly.

“So, where are you now?” Glinda asked, picking at a loose strand on her pants.

“Glinda, we won’t have all night… Do you really want to spend it on small talk?” Elphaba asked.

“What else is there?” Glinda asked, tilting her head. “Were you hoping I would be so excited to see you I would strip and give you a show?” Glinda asked.

“No… I don’t know that I expected anything. I just wanted to hear your voice… I don’t know if you even bothered opening my letters but…” Elphaba trailed off with a sigh. 

Glinda held up an envelope, looking up at Elphaba. 

“I read them… Well until I didn’t get one today.” Glinda sighed, turning to look down over the railing. She casually wondered if she jumped, would she die from the fall or from hitting the ground first?

“How are the children?” Elphaba asked, pulling Glinda’s attention back. 

“I don’t know.” Glinda sighed.

“What do you mean? Where are they? Where are you?” Elphaba asked, her brows knitting in concern.

“Liir and I barely speak, Momsie is raising Mellie. Oh, she said her first word. It was Mama, congratulations. I’m just sitting up here in the place you left me the first time, drinking some wine, reading your letters.”  Glinda sighed. Elphaba’s face fell and she looked down at her own hands.

“I get it though… why you never trusted me enough to take me with you. I can’t even do the one thing you did trust me with.” Glinda mumbled, running her fingers over the letters.

“I knew it would be hard.” Elphaba whispered. 

“Yeah. It’s been hard.” Glinda agreed softly. She took a moment to look over Elphaba, noticing the lack of a ring on her left hand. It hit her hard in the chest, but she did her best to cover it up.

“Is it even safe for you to do this? What if someone sneaks up on you?” Glinda asked.

“Fiyero is standing guard.” Elphaba said distractedly. Glinda’s head shot up.

 “You found Fiyero? Is he okay?” Glinda asked.

“Yeah,  he’s fine. Morrible didn’t have him yet, I got to him in time.” Elphaba said softly.

“So, you’re coming home? Are you on your way home?” Glinda asked, leaning forward in her excitement. “When did you find him? It was never in your letters.” 

“My letters were always about you. How much I love you. Not to tell you about what’s going on out here.” 

Glinda’s eyes narrowed. 

“You didn’t answer a single one of my questions.”

“I know.”

“Has he been with you the whole time?” Glinda whispered.

“No.”

“Longer than two weeks?”

The silence was deafening. Glinda took a deep breath and nodded.

“You were never planning on coming back to us were you? Too much of a hero complex, have to save Oz right? I’m so fucking dumb.” Glinda groaned.

“Darling-”

“Do not. I want you to know that if I had magic I would make this apparition of you disappear right now.” Glinda spat standing and grabbing onto the railing with her back to Elphaba.

“You said once that you would have chosen me over him if that was an option… except this time I begged, and you still chose him.” Glinda mumbled.

“He can’t die, Glinda.” Elphaba whispered.

“Oh, is that what it takes for you to choose me?” Glinda asked, looking over the edge of the railing. 

“Glinda… wait. Please-”

“But that’s just an excuse isn’t it? It’s just always him, that’s why you had to leave us for him, that’s why you took off your ring-”

“I didn’t! Look. It’s right here. You just said you wouldn’t let me come back… so if you are not planning on marrying me anymore… Well, I'm wearing it on my right hand now.” Elphaba said, panicked.

Glinda turned to look at her and Elphaba held up her right hand as proof.

“I love you, Glinda. I’m in love with you.” 

“Do you sleep with him? Curled up against him for warmth?”

“Glinda it’s summer. It’s hot.”

“Do you kiss him-”

“No! I don’t touch him, he doesn’t touch me. I’m still only yours.” Elphaba cut in desperately.

“I’ve been sleeping with Chuffrey.” Glinda blurted, looking back towards the railing.

“Okay... I know he loves you. That’s okay, he makes you feel safe.” Elphaba said calmly. Glinda scoffed.

“Yeah, well. We were married once. The only person who didn’t run away from marrying me.” Glinda laughed, humourlessly.

“I’m not running away from marrying you. I want to marry you. I want to marry you so badly.”

“You don’t want to feel responsible for my death. A month and a half that's how long it took for you to give up on me.”

“I’m here aren’t I? I did the spell to see you, to be able to hear you.”

“You don’t even want to tell me where you are.”

“I don’t want you to do anything stupid like trying to find me.” 

“How would I ever do that? This is the closest I get to seeing the outside. I’m a prisoner here, Elphaba.” Glinda countered.

“Glinda, I just need to neutralize Morrible so we can finally just live our lives. Have our wedding and watch our children grow-”

“Oh, Elphaba. That will never happen. Can’t you see? We are doomed to this. Every few years there will be some threat. Some big bad. Am I supposed to relive my biggest trauma on a loop until it eventually kills me?” 

“I’m coming to you. Right now. Wait for me right there please.” Elphaba pleaded. 

“Oh, now you’ll come. Just long enough to pull me back inside and make sure they board this room up too, right?” 

“Glinda. Please wait for me. I can’t help you from here. I don’t have the Grimmerie. If you make a rash choice, I can’t do anything.” Elphaba’s breathing was ragged. “I know you’ve been drinking, I know you are angry and hurt but please wait for me.”

“I kiss him. Chuffrey. I’ve been kissing him and sleeping in his bed. One time I was grinding on him but he shut that down pretty quick.” Glinda sighed and turned to find Elphaba with her eyes shut slowly nodding.

“Okay. That’s okay. Is that what you want now? Do you want to go back to Chuffrey?” Elphaba whispered, keeping her eyes closed making it impossible for Glinda to read her.

“I wanted to stop feeling so alone. I wanted to stop thinking, trapped in a loop of my own mistakes. I wanted to feel like someone who loved me could fucking choose me for once. I wanted to feel like an asset instead of a liability.” 

“And? Does he make you feel what you want?” 

“No. He makes me feel seen. He doesn’t let me push too far, he doesn’t get mad when I call him the wrong name.” Glinda scoffed at herself. “I’m fucking pathetic.”

Glinda turned and leaned over the railing, her hair blowing in the wind.

“Glinda, please.” Elphaba groaned.

“Where are you, Elphaba?” Glinda asked.

“I’m just outside the city. We got in this afternoon from Winkie Country.” Elphaba said, holding out a hand. Glinda let out a breath. “Please, wait for me.”

“So, did you visit Fiyero’s family out there? Then come here and avoid yours? Couldn’t be bothered to see your own kids, Elphaba?-”

“I didn’t know if I could leave again if I did.” Elphaba whispered. 

“Oh you could. You excel at leaving. Don’t bother, Elphaba. I’m not going to jump. Thank you for finally letting me know how easy it is for you to be away from us.” Glinda said, kicking the box of letters aside and rushing out of the room ignoring Elphaba calling after her.

***

Glinda was curled up against Chuffrey, her tears finally subsided and she was mostly just feeling numb now. Her eyes focused somewhere in the distance.

“Try to sleep, darling.” Chuffrey said, softly. 

Glinda nodded against his chest to appease him, though she knew she wouldn’t be sleeping anytime soon. It had been approximately an hour since she learned Elphaba was practically in their backyard. She was full of pure rage and she was sure her heart had been ground into dust.

The sound of guards shouting caused Chuffrey to shoot up as his bedroom door flew open. 

“Elphaba?!” Chuffrey gasped, placing a hand over his chest. “You scared the hell out of me. Stand down, she’s fine.” Chuffrey said with a wave of his hand.

“I resent you implying that this has been easy for me.” Elphaba growled.

“I see that.” Glinda sighed, rolling onto her side so her back was towards Elphaba.

“You two spoke?” Chuffrey asked.

“It hurts me too, Glinda!” 

“Clearly.” Glinda deadpanned.

“What in Oz is happening?!” Chuffrey shouted.

“Go see your children, Elphaba. Before you leave again.” Glinda said, shooing her with a hand over her shoulder.

“Do not dismiss me.” Elphaba growled.

Glinda sat up in the bed aggressively, slamming the blanket back and looking at Elphaba angrily. 

 “Is that only okay for you to do? Skipping around all of Oz with your boyfriend-”

“Ex-boyfriend!”

“-as if I didn't beg and plead with you not to leave me again. Like it didn’t even matter. How you left me so easily all the while knowing my last memory with you would be denying you a kiss, you knew I would regret it! You were punishing me!” 

“What was I supposed to do? Force myself on you?”

“Maybe!”

Elphaba surged forward and Glinda yelped attempting to roll out of the bed, but was caught too quickly by Elphaba straddling her hips. Elphaba’s face was hovering over hers so closely she could feel her hard breath over her cheeks.

“Is this what you wanted?” Elphaba growled.

Glinda’s brain had shut off the moment she could feel Elphaba and take in her scent, so close and so real. Her body, as if acting on instinct wanted to crash them together, wanted to forget the past month and a half. All she could do was whimper.

“Hello? This is still my room, I would love to know what is going on here. I would really appreciate if you two could hold off on angry fucking until in your own room.” Chuffrey cut in.

Glinda’s eyes flashed between Elphaba’s lips and her eyes, still stunned by her mere presence. 

“You had a lot to say earlier, why so quiet now?” Elphaba whispered. 

Glinda didn’t answer, couldn’t answer. She knew she was being taunted, knew that Elphaba was toying with her, wanting her to be the one to close the almost nonexistent distance between them. Oz, she wanted nothing more in that moment, but the angry part of her refused.

Elphaba’s eyes flashed with surprise for a moment, her plan clearly not going the way she had expected. She pulled back slightly and everything in Glinda wanted to scream at the distance.

“What room is my son in?” Elphaba asked, turning her face towards Chuffrey. 

“Same room as before.” He said softly. 

Elphaba looked back at Glinda, leaning their foreheads against each other, taking a moment just to feel close to her.

“I’m going to see Liir, I’m going to place this ring on your chest and if you decide you really are done throw it out or whatever you want to do… it’s your ring, or you could put it back on the finger it belongs on.” Elphaba whispered.

“How long are you staying?” Glinda managed to choke out.

“At least a night. I miss sleeping in an actual bed. I’m old now.” Elphaba grinned softly, before standing.

“Sorry for interrupting your evening, Chuffrey.” Elphaba grumbled as she passed him.

The room was full of silence for a few moments, Chuffrey looking over at Glinda still frozen on the bed.

“So… are all lesbians this toxic, or just you two?” Chuffrey attempted.

***

“Mama!” Liir shouted, jumping up from bed.

“Shh, stay in bed it’s late. I’m coming.” Elphaba said softly, sliding under the covers and pulling him tightly into her. 

Liir folded tightly against Elphaba, grasping at her desperately as if she would vanish any moment.

“Mama, you came back.” Liir cried into her chest.

“I told you I would do my best, Liir.” Elphaba whispered, placing kisses in his hair.

“Did I do good, Mama?”

“Liir, you did amazing. You did everything right. I’m so proud of you Liir.” Elphaba said, holding him tighter.

“It was so hard Mama. I hate it. Momsie hates me now-”

“Woah, no. She doesn’t Liir. Momsie does not hate you.” Elphaba said, pulling away from Liir slightly. His bottom lip trembled as she looked at him. He had aged so much in such a short time, Elphaba felt the guilt settle over her.

“She… she barely looks at me anymore… I knew she would be mad at me. But I did what you asked, I got her here and… and it’s okay if she hates me because she’s safe right? That’s what we do. We take care of them, no matter what.” Liir snuggled back into Elphaba. “But you're back now, so I don’t have to do it alone anymore.” Liir mumbled.

“I’m so sorry Liir. I’m so sorry I put this on you.” Elphaba groaned.

“You’re home now. It will get better, right?” Liir whispered.

“Of course. It’s late darling. Get some sleep.” Elphaba whispered.

“You’ll still be here in the morning right? You’re not leaving again?”

“I’ll be here in the morning.”

***

Elphaba walked into the room that had once been hers, faltering to find Glinda standing in the darkness, staring out the window.

“I thought for sure you would stay in his bed.” Elphaba said softly.

“And miss possibly one of our last opportunities to fight?” Glinda scoffed, turning to face Elphaba. “Would you like to start?” 

Elphaba smiled softly, waving her hand to silence the room. 

“Round one?” Elphaba asked.

“How many rounds are there?” Glinda asked. 

“Let’s find out.”

Glinda nodded and slowly walked towards Elphaba, stopping just in front of her and reaching for her hands.

“Firstly, I love you. And I need you to know that I am so beyond angry and hurt that when we do this, when we air it all out, it’s going to be a lot. So, I need you to hear that even with all of that stuff sitting inside my chest, I still love you.” Glinda said.

“I love you too. Should we start with a kiss?” Elphaba asked softly.

“Will you be able to stop? Because I’m not certain I will be.” Glinda said honestly. “And I don’t want to fight while making love this time.” 

“I don’t know but I do know I want nothing more than to kiss you right now.” 

Glinda leaned towards Elphaba slightly, waiting for Elphaba to meet her. Elphaba’s chapped lips pressed to hers like she had been trapped in the desert and Glinda was a glass of fresh water. Glinda’s body instinctively pressed closer to Elphaba as her arms wrapped around Elphaba’s neck. Glinda’s heart felt like it was exploding with all the excitement of a first kiss. Elphaba’s hands squeezed at her hips as Glinda’s overflow of emotions caused her to sob into the kiss.

Elphaba pulled back to rest her forehead on Glinda’s, keeping her eyes closed and letting herself feel Glinda’s pain. Elphaba willing her own emotions to stay inside so Glinda could have this moment. 

“You keep doing this to me, then you promise not to do it again, but you always do. I know, you will promise again but it’s a lie. You’re going to leave me over and over except it’s not Morrible in my head, it’s just my life.” Glinda cried, dropping her face into Elphaba’s chest, tangling her hands into Elphaba’s shirt.

Elphaba tilted her head towards the ceiling, willing her tears to stay back, taking deep calming breaths.

“We will figure out how to stop Morrible and then we can go back to our lives.” Elphaba whispered.

“Oh, Elphaba, can’t you see?” Glinda groaned, begrudgingly stepping away from Elphaba. “There is no happy ending for us. We are doomed to this life, there’s always another big bad. Always another evil you will feel the pull to defeat. You are destined to fight for the oppressed and I am destined to always be left behind.” 

“No, I don’t accept that. We can be happy-”

“For a minute. We can have moments of happiness between the complete heartbreak. You will leave me again, and I will scream and beg you again. We will do it again over and over.” Glinda shook her head. “I’m so tired of being broken by you. I hate that you are the only person who can do this to me. I hate that the person I am in love with is also the person who breaks me over and over and Oz, I wish I never went to Shiz. I wish I stayed in Frottica with all my ignorance and naivety. My life could have been so simple. I would have married some high society man and spent too much money…” Glinda’s voice trailed off as she shook her head staring at the wall past Elphaba.

“But you wouldn’t love him.” Elphaba said softly.

“I wouldn’t know. That’s the point. I would have missed all the great parts of being in love… but I also would never know this part. The part that feels like you’re being ripped apart at the seams. But, I do know, so I’m trapped in this fucking loop. This cycle of complete happiness then complete devastation and sometimes I truly wish I never even knew.” Glinda replied with a shaky breath. “Because there’s no reality where I don’t choose you and I think we both know that.” Glinda finished with a heavy sigh.

Elphaba lowered her head, nodding slightly. She looked at her hands as if seeing them for the first time and her brows furrowed for a moment. She looked up to Glinda, wiping at her cheeks, her eyes pools of unspoken pain. She felt a squeeze of guilt and fear coarse through her.

“You don’t have to know.” Elphaba whispered.

“I do know. It’s too late for that.” Glinda scoffed.

“I can take it away. I can take your memory of me away.” Elphaba whispered.

Glinda laughed, though it sounded more like a sob as she shook her head at Elphaba.

“And trap me as a nineteen year old inside a middle aged woman's body?” 

“No, you would still have everything else, just not anything with me.” Elphaba said lightly.

“Elphaba, everything in my life has been about you since I stumbled into being your roommate. Can’t you see that?” Glinda asked incredulously. 

“I… I don’t know what else to do.” 

“There is nothing you can do. You’re never going to trust me to run into battle with you and neither of us will ever be strong enough to walk away. This is our destiny.” Glinda sighed.

“I’m staying. I’ll stay.” Elphaba said desperately.

“For now.” Glinda smiled sadly.

“Glinda… it’s not that I don’t choose you, it’s not that I don’t trust you. I could never live with myself if something happened to you out there, if you got hurt-”

“So you hurt me instead? Morrible in my head fucks me up, Elphaba. It hurts and it’s terrifying. But I would choose it over you actually leaving me any day.”

“I know, but how could I live with myself if I can’t save you out there and they kill you-”

“What do I do if they kill you out there and I never had the chance to save you?”

“Glinda, how could you save me? You don’t have magic.” Elphaba sighed.

“Neither did Fiyero-”

“And they killed him, Glinda! He’s a fucking scarecrow because they killed him and I would never risk that happening to you!”

“What do you think they did to me in that castle, Elphaba? There are far worse things than death. Fucking with my head, trying to alter my memories, trying to turn my love for you into a weapon. You think they didn’t hurt me? You think they didn’t lay their hands on me? You did leave me unprotected and I fucking survived. I may not have magic but I played to my strengths.”

“It’s not as simple as batting your eyelashes and a well placed giggle out there.” Elphaba shot.

“Right, because that’s what I did. I flirted my way out.” Glinda scoffed. “Is that all you see in me? Oz, you were more willing to force our son to give up his childhood than trust me to help you!”

“Oh, we will get to our son eventually, let’s finish this fight first.” Elphaba growled.

Glinda shook her head looking over Elphaba slowly.

“You make a lot of declarative statements about how you would never put me at risk, never be able to live with me being hurt or killed. I never get a choice, never get a chance to help you. Do you think my love for you is less? How do you think it would feel if you never came home and I sat here? Because I know what it feels like, I lived it for eight damn years. But because I made one wrong choice, because as a scared and naive youth I didn’t get on the broom when you asked, you haven’t been able to trust me since. You’ve never forgiven me for that.” 

“When I asked you I didn’t know what it was like out there. I was so thankful you said no once I knew. I never want you to know that life Glinda.” Elphaba said softly.

“What about what I want? Does that matter to you at all?” 

“Not when it comes to this. Not when it comes to keeping you safe “ 

“Then why can’t I say the same thing? Why do I have to live with the fear and worry of you being in danger?”

“Glinda, you are not a woman who can do without. Life out there is not something you can throw money at to get your way-”

“Oh, for Lurline’s sake Elphaba, I will fucking burn all the money! I don’t want it! I want you! I will go without, to be with you! I will sleep with bugs crawling all over my body to be with you! I will take any physical and emotional pain to be with you! I will take whatever terrible thing to be with you, to have the opportunity to be there for you, to take care of you!”

“Okay, alright, I hear you. I understand that it’s a double standard. I understand that you want to be there for me too. We can have this fight forever, I don’t think we are ever going to come to an agreement on this one. I understand what you are saying but I cannot make myself ever agree to put you in danger. Unless you have more to say on this maybe we should move on.” Elphaba sighed.

“Go ahead.” Glinda said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“The kids, Glinda. I knew it would be hard. I knew you would be hurt and that you would struggle, but I trusted you to be there for them. You made such a big deal about what you wanted in the event of a separation to be there for them, but how can I trust that when you shut down the moment I went away for a while. It wasn’t even forever. I trusted that you would at the very least, continue to show up for them like you promised, like you were willing to fight for.”

“How do I parent our child when you have given him explicit permission to defy me? That you gave permission to use magic on me? You gave him power over me, I am no longer an authority to him. But yes, please, let’s talk about the children. How dare you put this all on him? Put people’s lives on his shoulders. He is a child, Elphaba and you made him a soldier. I may have shut down on them, I accept any and all judgement for that, but I still saw him. I still saw him watch the door religiously, and hide every ounce of fear to do what you asked of him. You used our son as a weapon against me, what did you think that would do to our relationship? How did you think we would step out of that carriage after he held me down while I pleaded like a common beggar on the street? Were we to bounce back like nothing happened? Oz, it would have been more humane to take us here yourself and disappear in the night, still as painful but at least he wouldn’t have so much pressure on him. How utterly cruel to take his childhood from him simply because what? He has magic? And if something did happen? What were his orders General? Was he expected to kill? How could you put that on him?”

“He was my best option to keep you all safe-”

“He’s a child! Not a soldier!”

“And you left him alone-”

“So did you! You gave him his orders and fucked off! It is our job to protect our children, not the other way around. I may have failed them, but so did you! At least I can admit it.” 

“Do you think it felt good? That I didn’t feel like a monster?” Elphaba scoffed.

“Good! You should. I do too! That doesn’t take away what we both did. You knew it wasn’t fair what you were asking of him, Elphaba. You are not stupid, you had to have known you were putting my safety before what was best for him. I hate that, truly hate it. It makes me feel physically ill that you put me before our son.”

“Did you not also put yourself before both of our children? Putting your own grief before what they needed?”

“At least I knew they were safe and taken care of, that I didn’t ask them to grow up too soon. Yes, I was selfish. Yes, I faded away from them. But you abandoned them too. At least I still held our daughter every day, at least I still saw our son every day. Maybe I wasn’t active, maybe I didn’t do the things I normally do or the things I promised I would do, but I was here.”

“Not by choice.”

“Yes, well…” Glinda sighed. “Are we just going to loop back into the last fight then?” 

“I had to hold our son tonight while he cried and told me of how you hate him now, but how it’s okay because he made sure you were safe. He has spent all this time believing his favorite person in the world hates him.”

“And who put us in this position? Obviously, I don’t hate him. But who put us in an impossible situation? It hurt me Elphaba, he hurt me. No, actually, he didn’t. You did, through him. I am focusing on what that experience was like for me, how I feel that shifted our relationship. But let’s stop for a second and think of what it was like for him. If I am his favorite person in the world, what do you think that was like for him? To be the one holding me down while I begged and screamed for you. I didn’t ask that of him, you did. You forever changed our relationship, you forever changed our son. You can put the whole world on your shoulders for the rest of time Elphaba, that’s just who you are, but you didn’t have to do it to him.”

“Fine. You’re right, it was a shitty thing to do to him. But I’m still focused on how you handled this. What if I die tomorrow of just a normal heart attack or something. Is Larena raising our children? If I’m not there, you stop being their mother? How is that any different than what Fiyero-”

“Don’t you fucking dare.” Glinda spat.

“Well, Glinda. Is that not what you did?” Elphaba asked, exasperated. 

“Fine, maybe I want to be more like Fiyero so maybe you’ll-”

“Fuck off with that Glinda. What are we ten?” Elphaba growled. “If you truly feel that I am running around behind your back with him then what’s the point of having this fight? What’s the point of trying? Or is it that you want me to tear him down and stroke your ego? I may be working with Fiyero, but you're the one all over your ex-husband. So, maybe you’re projecting because of your own guilt.” 

“Oh, does it bother you now?”

“No, but I think it bothers you.”

“Maybe it does, but it’s Chuff right? At least you know he’s not fucking me. Maybe if it was a guard-”

“Technically you broke up with me before I left, so what right do I have to be jealous?” Elphaba said with a heavy sigh.

“Alright, fine. I get wasted and fuck the guards then go crawl into bed with my ex-husband. You’re still okay with that?” Glinda shot.

“Well, now you’re just trying to hurt me.” 

Glinda put her face in her hands, groaning as she ran them down her face.

“I’m so tired, Elphaba.” Glinda sighed.

“This isn’t exactly a blast for me either-”

“No, Elphaba, it’s late. I’m exhausted.” Glinda said, dropping her hands to look at Elphaba.

“Oh, right. Yeah. Time out?” Elphaba said, lightly. 

“Time out.” Glinda replied, forcing a small smile before standing and walking cautiously over to Elphaba. “May I?” She asked, holding out her arms towards Elphaba.

“Always.” Elphaba whispered. 

Glinda wrapped her arms around Elphaba’s waist and rested her head on her shoulder. Elphaba’s arms wrapped tightly around her shoulders as she took a deep breath, sinking into the familiarity of the embrace.

“Good night, Elphie.” Glinda whispered, stretching to place a soft kiss on Elphaba’s cheek. “I love you.” Glinda whispered against Elphaba’s cheek before stepping out of her grasp. Glinda nodded slightly, forcing another small smile as Elphaba looked her over. Glinda quickly wiped a tear as it fell before heading towards the door. She was stopped by Elphaba’s hand catching her arm.

“Where are you going?” Elphaba asked softly.

“Oh, I just figured you would like at least one night to relax in an actual bed, and you know we are…” Glinda gestured out towards the room. “You know.” She finished awkwardly.

Elphaba tugged Glinda back against her and kissed her lightly.

“I would still like to sleep next to you, if you are alright with it.” Elphaba whispered against her lips.

Glinda responded by wrapping her arms tightly around Elphaba’s neck, pulling herself up as she kissed Elphaba deeply. Elphaba lifted her up by her hips, Glinda’s legs instinctively wrapping around her waist.

Elphaba easily carried them to the bed, laying Glinda back gently under her. Glinda’s hands tangled in her hair, not daring to break their kiss.

“Glinda, you’re tired.” Elphaba groaned, as Glinda’s hands were working fervently on unlatching her pants.

“I am, but what if this is my last opportunity.” Glinda panted.

“It’s not. It won’t be.” Elphaba whispered, placing her hands over Glinda’s to halt them.

Glinda sucked in a quick breath, her bottom lip quivering slightly.

“You don’t want me anymore?” Glinda asked.

“I do. I really do. But I also want to hold you while you sleep, and not have you fuck me like you’re saying goodbye.” Elphaba whispered.

“Am I saying goodbye?” Glinda asked.

“I hope not.” Elphaba smiled sadly.

“Okay, well… that’s something.” Glinda said softly, pulling Elphaba down onto the mattress beside her.

They gravitated towards each other, slipping into place as they always did. Glinda’s head rested on Elphaba’s chest, her fingers drawing soft circles against the skin of Elphaba’s lower stomach where her shirt rode up. Elphaba’s hand travelled down the length of her back and back up. 

“Glinda… did you actually fuck any guards?” Elphaba asked quietly, her body tensing under Glinda.

“Shh.. we’re on a time out, darling.” Glinda laughed softly, leaning up onto her arm to look Elphaba in the eye. “But, no. I didn’t. The only person I’ve been around is Chuffrey.” 

Elphaba’s body visibly relaxed as she nodded slowly and reached back out for Glinda.

“But you were jealous, weren’t you?” Glinda asked, allowing Elphaba to pull her back down.

“Yeah, I was.” Elphaba said lightly.

“Guess we can’t be broken up then.” Glinda mumbled against Elphaba’s chest. Glinda could sense Elphaba’s smile.

“I guess not.”

***

Glinda woke up way too early for how late they were up, but feeling Elphaba still under her made a smile stretch across her face. There was a part of Glinda that expected her to vanish before the sun rose. 

Glinda sat up and for the first time since Elphaba had arrived, allowed herself to really look over her. 

Elphaba was pretty dirty, leaves embedded in her braids that were beginning to fray, streaks of dirt on her arms and face. Glinda wondered how she didn’t notice that last night. She let her fingers trace down Elphaba’s arm as she continued her examination in the early morning light. Glinda could see small bruises along both her arms, probably from bumping into trees or something. 

Elphaba stirred slightly, her arms breaking out in goosebumps from Glinda’s light touch.

“Glinda?” Elphaba asked, her voice gravelly from sleep.

“Shhh, you can sleep, I’m just looking you over. I can’t believe I almost let you fuck me like this, you’re filthy.” Glinda grinned when Elphaba scoffed. “We will have to get you in a shower later. Will you let me redo your braids? These are a hot mess.”

Elphaba nodded, bringing her arms over her head and stretching. Glinda smiled affectionately as her shirt rode up further and Glinda’s eyes narrowed at the evidence of dried blood and how Elphaba’s shirt stuck to her side.

“Elphaba, you’re hurt!” Glinda gasped, her hands going to the hem of Elphaba’s shirt. “You didn’t tell me. I would have been more careful.” Glinda chastised as Elphaba’s hands covered hers, preventing her from lifting the shirt.

“I didn’t want you to be careful. I’m fine really.” Elphaba said, her eyes open now, searching Glinda’s with panic.

“Well, I know you are lying or you would let me see it.” Glinda said, raising a brow. 

“Okay, fine. It’s not great, but I really don’t want to focus on that right now.” Elphaba sighed.

“Right. Okay.” Glinda sighed, gently pulling her hands back. “Well… I’m hungry. Am I still allowed to take care of you by bringing you breakfast, or is that against the rules too?” 

“Glinda… are we starting round two already?” Elphaba sighed.

Glinda shook her head and took a slow deep breath, calming her own emotions.

“Breakfast?” Glinda asked.

“Do you want me to come with you?” 

“I think the moment you walk out of this room you are going to be swarmed, but it’s up to you. I am capable of being a delivery girl.” 

Elphaba smiled softly.

“I would enjoy having you to myself just a little bit longer.” 

“Okay, but I know how gross you are now, so keep your hands to yourself.” Glinda said, pointing a warning finger at a chuckling Elphaba before swinging her legs out of the bed.

Glinda wrapped herself in a robe and threw open the door, almost walking right into a pacing Liir. 

“Lurline, Liir. You scared me half to death.” Glinda gasped as she softly shut the door behind her.

“Is Mama still here?” Liir asked, panicked. 

Glinda paused, looking him over. She noted how he never looked up at her, his eyes flicking nervously from the wall, to the floor, to her feet. Glinda reached out and took his hands, trying not to break into tears as he flinched at her touch.

“Look at me, Liir.” Glinda said, squatting to be at his level.

“Oh. Yeah. That’s okay. I thought she might leave.” Liir sighed, staring hard at the floor now.

“Liir, she’s still in bed. Look at me, please.” Glinda said softly.

“Why?” Liir asked.

“Because I want to speak with you.” 

“We are speaking. We are speaking more than we have in a long time, actually.” Liir replied.

“I know, but please Liir.” Glinda groaned.

“I can’t.” Liir whispered.

“Why not?” 

“I’m afraid I’ll cry.” 

“Lurline, Liir. That’s okay, we will cry together.” Glinda said, her voice wavering. “Please.”

“I know what I did. I know what you felt. I knew what it meant but I had to do it! I had to keep you safe while Mama was gone! It was my job and Mama had to go to make sure everyone else was safe too! So I’m not sorry. It’s Mama’s and my job to make sure you are all safe. I didn’t like it either! I never wanted you to hate me, Glinda. I love-” Liir’s words spilled out of him just as quickly as his tears.

“Hey! I have legal paperwork now. You are legally not allowed to call me that anymore.” Glinda interrupted.

Liir’s eyes snapped up to hers, his face scrunching into confusion. 

“My turn?” Glinda asked, waiting for Liir to nod slowly. Glinda placed her finger under his chin keeping his eyes on hers.

“I never once have hated you. Not for a single clock tick. I could never hate you, I love you far too much for that.” Liir let a sob break through as his eyes searched Glinda’s looking for any hint of a lie in them and finding nothing but honesty. “I’m not perfect Liir, as much as I claim to be. I have been a terrible mother to you lately, and that has not a single thing to do with you. I handled my own stuff wrong. You are not responsible for me. I don’t give a damn what Mama said. Your magic does not make you responsible for anyone. It is a gift, certainly, not a job title. You are a little boy and Mama and I failed you. She never should have asked this of you, she never should have put this on you and I should have showed up for you. I know how scared I’ve been since Mama left, I bet you were really scared too, and I wasn’t there for you. If anyone should be mad here, Liir, it’s you. It is our job to protect you, to comfort you, not the other way around. Never the other way around. I need you to understand that.” Glinda said sternly.

“We lied to you, I lied to you. I didn’t tell you.” Liir said.

“You followed what your mother told you to do. Liir, Mama lied to me.”

“But… I could have-”

“Liir, darling. You are almost nine. Mama is a grown woman, who knows what she did wasn’t right. You didn’t do anything wrong, and I certainly don’t hate you. Liir, I love you. I love you.” Glinda said sternly, punctuating with squeezing his hands in hers.

“Momsie, I was so scared.” Liir cried crashing into her.

“I know baby boy, I’m so sorry.” Glinda whispered, kissing the side of his head. Glinda let go of his hands to wrap her arms around him tightly.

“It hurt so much, Momsie. I can’t stop thinking about how you were screaming and and… it was my fault. I was hurting you and you wouldn’t love me anymore because I hurt you-” Liir trailed off, choking on his sobs.

“No honey, no. You didn’t hurt me. You didn’t. I was, well, I am mad and hurt, but not by you darling.” Glinda paused, taking his hand in hers and bringing it to her hair, smiling softly at the small release of tension in his shoulders as he began twirling it between his fingers. “Mama and I are in a rough place right now and we are working it out, but that is not your fault and neither of us blame you. Both of us have a lot of blame to take for this one. We are going to figure it out, Mama and I. I don’t know if she will stay Liir. Honestly, I think she will feel the need to go back out there and do what she feels she needs to do to protect us. But starting right this second, no matter what happens, if she leaves or not, you are not responsible for anyone. You are to be a little boy again, and no matter what happens, no matter how much pain I’m in, I’m to be a mother. I take care of you. Okay?” Glinda asked.

Liir took a deep breath and nodded slightly, his crying calming down slowly. 

“Now, I was on my way to get Mama and I breakfast. Do you want me to get you some too?” Glinda asked and Liir raised his right shoulder in a half shrug. “Well, I suppose I’ll get enough for all of us just in case. Mama is awake and I think she would really like it if you ran in there and jumped on top of her. I know she missed you a whole lot. It’s been a while so make it a really good jump okay?” Glinda asked with a wink. 

Liir nodded enthusiastically as Glinda stood, smoothing out her robe and reaching for the handle.

“Ready?” Glinda asked as Liir took a running stance. 

Liir took off the moment Glinda threw open the door. She smiled to herself as she made her way to the kitchen.

“You’re not the only one who can use our son as a weapon, Miss Thropp.” Glinda grinned to herself.

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Chapter Seven

Glinda paused as all eyes in the dining room turned to her. She shifted from foot to foot, looking down slowly, suddenly very aware of her pyjamas and her robe.

“Man, they so spent the night fucking.” Crope laughed.

“We most certainly did not!” Glinda countered.

“Where is she?” Saph asked softly.

“Probably still not able to walk after Glinny was done with her.” Crope laughed boisterously.

“Crope, shut up.” Milla warned.

“That’s still my daughter you're talking about, young man.” Highmuster said coldly, pointing a fork in warning at Crope.

“She’s resting. She’s not exactly ready to be swarmed by everyone yet.” Glinda said softly.

“I would love a word with her later.” Larena trilled, bouncing Mellie on her knee.

“Momsie…” Glinda groaned.

“I think Elphaba just got in late at night. We all know there are issues that this family needs to work out. We all love them and wish to speak to Elphaba ourselves, but why don’t we give them a bit of space to work this all out.” Chuffrey cut in, nodding as Glinda mouthed a ‘Thank you’ to him. 

“Okay… but like, are we all supposed to pretend we didn’t notice Glinny boning her ex-husband while Elphaba was gone?” Crope asked.

“Lurline, Crope!” Saph shouted.

“I heartily assure you, that was not happening.” Chuffrey sighed.

“I just came here to get breakfast. I didn’t ask for this character assassination.” Glinda groaned.

“Run while you can dear, I’ll have Murda bring it up.” Chuffrey said softly, still shaking his head at Crope.

“Momsie, can I take Mellie to see her?” Glinda asked awkwardly.

“She is your daughter, Glinda. In case you have forgotten. Take her where you please!” Larena said, rolling her eyes. 

Larena crossed over to Glinda, passing the baby over. Mellie cried as she reached back for Larena.

“I know sweet girl, you go visit your Mama and Momsie and you will come back to see Mimzy after.” Larena said sweetly before looking up at Glinda sternly. “You two better not fight in front of my sweet angel.”

“We won’t Momsie. Liir’s up there with her and I just wanted to have all my family together while I still can.” Glinda said softly, bouncing Mellie who was still trying to get back to Larena.

“She’s leaving again? But the scarecrow is here, wasn’t that the mission?” Larena’s brows furrowed.

Glinda glanced up and found Fiyero sitting awkwardly at the opposite end of the table. He raised his hand in greeting and Glinda gave him a small nod.

“Well Momsie, there's always going to be more missions, more people who need to be saved. I chose a woman with a hero complex, what else could I expect?” Glinda sighed.

“Yes, well you’re not married yet.” Larena huffed. 

“Momsie…”

“I’m mad at her too, Glinda. She made some promises to me, too.” Larena said. 

“I’m going to have a meal with my family now, but mad or not Momsie, she is still the mother of your grandchildren.” 

“Mad or not, I haven’t given up my roles, darling.” Larena countered.

Glinda sighed heavily, side eyeing Larena before turning and exiting the dining room. 

***

Elphaba refused to let Mellie go when the food arrived, holding her close to her chest and Liir close to her side, peppering kisses across both of their heads.

“Elphie, you have to eat. I imagine you haven’t been eating well out there. You already look like you're wasting away.” Glinda lectured as she uncovered the trays on the cart that was brought to them.

“Just a few clock ticks darling, come snuggle with us.” Elphaba said lightly.

Glinda thought of how Mellie fought to get back to Larena, how Liir avoided her eyes and flinched at her touch. 

“Oh, it’s okay. I’ll let you soak up all the love you can from them darling.” Glinda chirped. 

Elphaba quirked an eyebrow at her, tilting her head slightly.

“They missed you too, Glinda.” Elphaba said softly. 

Glinda busied herself with uncovering trays and lining up cutlery, shrugging softly at Elphaba’s words but not replying. 

“Please Momsie?” Liir asked in a small voice.

Glinda didn’t look up. She threw the napkin she had been folding onto the cart and spun towards them sliding in behind Liir who turned in Elphaba’s grip to curl into Glinda. Elphaba smiled softly at Glinda as she wrapped him tightly in her arms.

“Oz, I missed this.” Elphaba sighed contentedly, running her hand in Liir’s hair, leaning over to kiss Glinda’s head.

“Then stay. Let some young scrappy kid fight the injustices. Stay with us.” Glinda said softly.

“Glinda, I don’t want to do this in front of them.” Elphaba said calmly.

“I’m not fighting with you darling. I’m saying, you want to be here too. You, my sweetest love, are not twenty anymore. I just know it has to be wreaking havoc on your body. Maybe it’s time to retire the superhero cape.” Glinda shrugged.

“Firstly, it’s rude to call someone old first thing in the morning. Secondly, I’m not a superhero darling,” Elphaba took her hand from Liir’s hair and with a small flick of her wrist, when she turned her hand over and opened her palm, there was a bright red poppy. “I’m a witch.” She finished.

Glinda took a small sharp breath, fighting the urge to swoon. Her arm loosening on Liir to take the offered flower.

“Well… then I want my hat back.” Glinda attempted, though all the fight had left her voice. Elphaba just chuckled and cupped her cheek. Liir hummed softly at the comfort of being crushed between the two women once again.

They lay there quietly as Mellie grasped at Elphaba’s face repeating the only word she knew like it was a whole language. Liir shuffled to his back to watch Mellie and tickle at her feet. Glinda laid on her side beside Liir, twirling the flower around and around in her fingers as her mind drifted.

Glinda was overwhelmed with every emotion all at once. She was angry for a million reasons, she was heartbroken for a million reasons, she was terrified. Glinda’s eyes flicked up to her family smiling together and felt even more like an outsider. Someone peering into other people's private moments. Things had shifted and she couldn’t just pretend they could slip back into what they were before. 

Elphaba’s ring still sat on a dresser, waiting for its fate to be decided. Elphaba still had every intention of leaving again, to fight at the head of another war. She also had every intention to do it with Fiyero and to leave Glinda behind waiting, again. 

Everything Glinda wanted was right in front of her, yet she still felt like it was out of reach. Glinda could feel the mask creeping up, the desire to slip into the numbness of a character to have a break from feeling everything all at once.

Liir’s hand came over Glinda’s wrist, her eyes snapping up to his. He smiled lightly at her. Glinda glanced at Elphaba who still cooed happily at Mellie.

“I love you.” Liir whispered. 

Glinda forced a smile as her eyes burned. She nodded once firmly at him. Her sweet boy, despite the cavern between them, could still hear her heart and seemingly knew how to speak directly to it.

Liir’s hand slowly plucked the poppy from her fingertips and shuffled to his knees. A small grin on his lips as he pushed Glinda’s hair back. 

“My moms taught me this once.” Liir whispered to her.

“Oh, well you must have been an excellent student.” Glinda smiled, despite the tears that broke past her defenses, as Liir slid the flower into place in her hair.

“Well, you see, my Momsie… She's the most beautiful woman in Oz. So, she knows a thing or two about boys putting flowers in her hair.”

“But I’m quite certain out of all the boys who put flowers in her hair. You are her favorite and you do it the best.” Glinda replied as Liir used a thumb to wipe a tear.

“Wanna know a secret?” Liir whispered just above her ear, to still be able to watch her eyes. Glinda swallowed the lump in her throat.

“I live for secrets.” Glinda whispered back. 

Elphaba had looked over as Liir placed the flower in Glinda’s hair and was now completely invested in what was occurring beside her, straining to hear every whispered word between the two who seemingly forgot she was there.

“I used to be really sad because I wanted to be pretty enough and smart enough to be able to just know I was the prettiest or smartest person in Oz-”

“Liir-” Glinda began

“Shh, I’m still talking.” Liir said, placing a finger over her lips. 

Glinda huffed air out of her nose but couldn’t help the grin from such a flawless impression of her.

“My Momsie knows she’s the most beautiful woman in Oz. She says it all the time. She says it to everyone. But… one day I realized that she actually is the only one who doesn’t know. That she says it because she wants to be, but she doesn’t believe it. I don’t think my Momsie thinks she is good at all. I think my Mama and Momsie think a lot of the same things about themselves; they just show it differently.” Liir paused as Glinda clenched her eyes shut. 

Elphaba’s breath stuttered, her face crumpling in confusion. Glinda was the most confident person she had ever known, the idea of her actually not being confident at all felt like all of Oz being suddenly upside down.

“I think you try really hard to be all the things you say you are, but you never actually feel like you get there. That’s why you always get that silly grin when I say it… like it's some kind of joke between us and not real. I do think you’re the prettiest woman in all of Oz, and so does Mama and so do a lot of people in Oz. I also think, even though you make mistakes sometimes… I really do think you're good. I think you're good because you care about doing the right thing and always say you're sorry when you do the not so right thing. That’s why I always forgive you, because you always come back and fix it.” Liir said softly.

Glinda put her hands over her face and sobbed softly, shaking her head at the overwhelming feeling of being stripped bare. 

“Momsie… I know you want me to only be a little boy again and I know we both want to pretend all this other stuff didn’t happen, but I don’t think we can.” 

“I know.” Glinda forced out, though it was muffled by her hands.

“But Momsie, we were never supposed to stay the same. I’m always going to be growing up and you are too. It was just time for us to move to our next part. I’m sad that it changed but I’m really excited to see what it will be like now.” 

“Fuck, Liir.” Glinda groaned, sitting up suddenly to wrap herself around him. “I hate that you can think like that so young. Your deepest thought at this point in life should be how to stretch bedtime.” Glinda cried softly into his hair.

“I don’t need to think about that, I just have to be cute and you’ll let me stay up as late as I want.” Liir chuckled.

“Fair enough.”

***

Elphaba stood awkwardly in the corner of the washroom, watching Glinda flitter around the room pulling out products and placing them close to the tub.

“This seems excessive. I could just shower, Glinda.” Elphaba said lightly.

“I imagine you haven’t been taking care of yourself at all out there, you need all of this.” Glinda said with a sigh.

“Glinda-”

“Though you are filthy, so maybe a quick shower then we can set up the tub.” Glinda said thoughtfully.

“Glinda, please.” Elphaba sighed.

“Let’s get you out of these clothes and then.. burn them or something. Don’t worry, I’ll buy you more exactly like it.” Glinda chirped, reaching for Elphaba’s shirt. “Let’s see the damage, shall we?” Glinda asked with a small grin.

“Glinda, please stop. I don’t need all this. I just want a quick shower.” Elphaba groaned.

“Fine. I’ll accept that.” Glinda sighed. 

Glinda attempted to pull Elphaba’s shirt up, but was stopped by Elphaba’s hands on hers.

“I can handle this. Why don’t you go spend some one-on-one time with Liir while Larena has Mellie?” Elphaba asked.

“Oh.” Glinda said softly. “Right. Of course.” Glinda took a step back, letting her hands drop to her side.

“Glinda, please don’t read too much into this.” Elphaba groaned, as Glinda turned back to the medicine cabinet. 

“Oh, I’m not. I just forgot, I’m not permitted to help you with anything.” Glinda shot, slamming products onto the bathroom counter.

“I just thought you could capitalize on this time-”

“Stop treating me like I’m stupid! Like I don’t know you are hiding whatever wound that is! That you can’t even trust me to care for you!”

“I can do it. You don’t have to.” Elphaba sighed.

“Don’t worry Elphaba, I’m leaving. At least clean it with that stuff.” Glinda said, tossing a hand towards the topical healing ointment she had tossed on the counter.

“Glinda, stop!” Elphaba shouted, grabbing Glinda’s arm as she attempted to storm past. “I can handle this, that’s all. It’s not a personal attack.” 

“Isn’t it? I’m begging you to let me help you. Let me take care of you. Yet you can’t even give me something as small as cleaning a wound-”

“I don’t want you to worry about me, Glinda.” Elphaba sighed.

“I’m already worried, Elphaba! I’m always worried about you. It happens pretty naturally when you are in love with someone as reckless as you are. What exactly are you expecting of me? Am I to be your trophy wife? Sit pretty until you get home and decide to parade me around?” 

“Glinda… I don’t want you to make it something bigger than it is and I know how it looks-”

“What happened?”

“What do you-”

“What happened to cause it? Did you trip over a rock in the dark? Were you attacked? What happened?” Glinda asked calmly. 

Elphaba sighed and looked to the ceiling as if praying to a divine entity to whisk her out of this conversation. Glinda scoffed.

“You used to see me, Elphaba, and I’m not quite sure when you stopped.” 

“I still see you, Glinda.” 

“You don’t. I think that is what keeps hurting me the most since you have been back. You see me the same way Oz does. Some fragile little girl that can only get by with looks or money. Have you forgotten that I am the one that got your agenda pushed through? That I am the one that got rid of Morrible and the Wizard the first time? That I survived eight long fucking years, believing the love of my life was dead. Have I used my looks or my money as weapons? Of course. But I am so much more than that and it kills me to know that you of all people only see that in me now.”

“Like you said, we’re not twenty anymore.” Elphaba sighed. “You don’t have the fight in you anymore-”

“The fight? I’m fighting you at every turn Elphaba. You’re so dead set to do it on your own? Fine. I give up. Do it on your own. But I also reject your protection and your imprisonment-”

“You are not imprisoned…"

“Yes I am! You took away my freewill and had me restrained to deliver me back to the same jail I was condemned to the first fucking time. The fucking guards are under strict rules not to let me out, ‘for my protection’! You are controlling my whole life and I let you, but you give me nothing back!”

“Uh… I think you forgot to do the silence spell.” Liir said awkwardly from the bathroom door.

Glinda’s hands came to her mouth, shaking her head slowly. She rushed over to kneel in front of him.

“Liir, I’m so sorry.” Glinda said sincerely. 

“It’s okay… just thought you should know I can hear you… really clearly.” He said softly.

“We’re sorry, Liir.” Elphaba said softly.

“Mama?” Liir asked, turning and walking slightly closer to Elphaba, leaving Glinda kneeling on the ground looking ahead at the empty space where Liir had been.

“Yes, Liir?” 

“You talked to me like a big kid. You told me that I had to be brave and strong.” Liir said awkwardly.

“I know.” Elphaba said softly.

“I’m going to be brave right now, okay?” 

“What do you mean, Liir?” Elphaba asked.

“I don’t think you're being fair. I know we have to protect them because we have magic and it’s scary. I don’t want anything to happen to Momsie either… but you ask her for a lot, and even though she hates it she does it… but you don't do the same… I know why you won’t let her leave with you, but why can’t you let her take care of you while you're home? What’s the danger in that? Maybe… maybe if you let Momsie help you while you're home, she wouldn’t feel so much like you were leaving her out.” Liir said, bracing himself as he finished.

“He shouldn’t be able to think like that, Elphaba. We’ve traumatised our son.” Glinda said with a sad sigh.

“I let her help when I need help-”

“It’s not about needing help, Mama. It’s like when you would let me help stir the pot when you were cooking on the fire. You didn’t need me to do it. You could have done it too. But it made me feel like I was needed, like I was a part of cooking it.” 

“You’re too young to be a marriage counsellor.” Elphaba sighed, looking over at Glinda, who was still kneeling and staring ahead at the wall.

“And you're too focused on winning the argument to see how to fix it.” Liir shrugged.

“Now you're getting sassy.” Elphaba said with a warning finger.

“If you accept the things about each other that are different and don’t try to change them. If you stick it out even when it’s hard. If you forgive each other when you make mistakes. Being in love, while it sounds easy, is actually a lot of work to keep. Right? That's what you told me once.” Liir said.

“I did and you remembered.” Elphaba said with a small grin.

“Of course. I wanted to have a love like yours. I told you that.” Liir shrugged. “But if you already know all that, why are you trying to change Momsie?” 

“Liir, I have heard all the points you are making and I appreciate that you want to make sure Momsie and I are going to be okay. I’m sure it’s very scary to hear us fighting. Thank you for being brave enough to share that with us, but I’m going to ask you to go back to reading your book. Momsie and I got it from here. Okay?” Elphaba asked, gently.

Liir eyed her suspiciously for a moment before nodding. He made his way to the door, pausing by Glinda.

“I always knew you were more than rich and pretty by the way.” Liir said softly. “Mama does too, or she wouldn’t like you so much.” 

“Shut the door behind you please, Liir.” Elphaba said.

Silence stretched between them once they were alone again. Elphaba quickly placed a silencing spell on the room.

“We didn’t convince all of Oz… about me not being wicked. The places Fiyero and I were going for information are full of people who think I should be dead. That being said, they consider you a traitor as well. I can’t take you with me because they would do the same to you. I got caught in a miscalculation.” Elphaba said, moving towards Glinda, pointing at the spot on her shirt where the dried blood had been earlier. 

Glinda stood slowly and turned to face Elphaba.

“A miscalculation with magic?” Glinda asked.

“I can't use magic, Glinda. How fast will they all turn on me if I use my magic for violence on the citizens of Oz? No, fair fights only.” Elphaba explained, smiling lightly at the annoyed twitch in Glinda’s lips. “It was a miscalculation of their attack.”

Elphaba sighed and brought Glinda’s hands to the hem of her shirt.

“Please, be gentle. Also I know it looks very bad, but it’s only a surface wound and please try not to freak out.” Elphaba said lightly.

Glinda nodded slowly, gingerly lifting Elphaba’s shirt while watching her face for signs of discomfort. Glinda held the shirt in her hands after pulling it over Elphaba’s head. Glinda’s eyes stayed locked on Elphaba’s eyes.

“I’m scared, Elphie.” Glinda whispered. Elphaba smiled at her.

“It’s okay. I know.” 

Glinda’s gaze slowly travelled down, a small gasp escaping her before she could compose herself. A deep cut from the side of her ribs right under her bra line to the center of her stomach. Dark bruising surrounded the angry looking wound. There was dark thread holding the skin together, clearly not put there by a professional. The slash was clearly infected and Glinda put a hand to her mouth, unsure if she was about to vomit, scream or cry.

“Elphaba… you should have told me. I imagine I have only made this worse.” Glinda said as calmly as she could.

“I don’t enjoy the way you are looking at me right now, so I was going to handle it.” Elphaba said lightly.

“How am I looking at you?” Glinda asked.

“Like I’m breakable.” 

“I hate to break it to you, darling. We all are. You just happen to be badly injured. This needs a real doctor, Elphie.” Glinda said, calmly. 

“I don’t need a doctor it’s not that bad-” 

“Elphaba. It’s really infected and who in Oz did this hack job? You need real stitches.” Glinda said sternly.

“Fiyero.”

“You let a scarecrow stitch you up instead of going to a hospital? Elphaba… you remember you are not a fugitive right?” Glinda said with a furrow in her brow. 

“Old habits? No, they would ask too many questions.” Elphaba sighed.

“It was a knife?” Glinda asked, staring at it.

“Yes.” Elphaba whispered.

“I have a doctor here. They will be discreet, and won't ask any questions. This is a serious infection. The kind that can actually very quietly kill you from the inside, Elphaba. We have the means to take care of this but you need to be honest when these things happen.” Glinda replied.

“Okay.” 

“Elphaba…How long are you staying?” Glinda asked, her eyes staying focused on the wound.

“I don’t know yet.”

“I want to marry you before you go, if you won’t take me with you, can you give me that at least?” 

“Glinda, you don’t want our wedding to be in this place.” Elphaba said.

“I want us to have a wedding and every time you go out there there's a chance we won't ever have one. If you get stabbed in the gut in some forest and bleed out in the middle of nowhere with Fiyero by your side, I would like at the very least to call you my wife at your funeral.” Glinda said, her voice beginning to waver.

“Are you sure you don’t just want to have something to keep me here waiting? I have seen how long you pondered over paint chips.” 

“Give me a week. We will get married at the end of the week. Then you're free to ride into battle.” 

“You’re serious?” 

“Why not? Everyone is here already. What are we waiting for?” 

“We’re still in between rounds of our fight?” Elphaba asked with a grin. 

“We can fight while we are married can't we?” 

“Okay. Let’s get married in a week.” 

“I have to send for the doctor. Please get washed up carefully. After the doctor, I’ll do your hair?” Glinda asked.

Elphaba nodded slightly, looking her over. Glinda reached up, placing a light kiss on her cheek before exiting the room.

***

Glinda looked around Chuffrey’s office as the people she had rushed in there settled into seats with concerned looks on their faces.

“I don’t have long before my absence is questioned. Chuff, if you can send for Doctor Narvick, Elphie needs some wound care. You are all people I trust and I need you to help me with this crazy rushed thing.” Glinda explained.

“And what exactly is that?” Highmuster asked with a raised brow. 

“My wedding.” Glinda said easily.

Larena’s head shot up looking at Glinda with an aghast expression of shock. The baby seat she had been rocking came to a halt.

“Glinda… a rush wedding-”

“I don’t have time to debate it, so listen to what I need and then you can decide if you are in or not. Alright?” Glinda asked, looking at the group. She looked from Saph, to her parents to Chuffrey before continuing.

“Elphie and I decided to get married in a week. I am going to need so much help pulling just that off as it is, but also… I want it broadcasted to all of Oz. I want flyers inviting Ozians to join Glinda the Good's wedding and intimate after party. I want it broadcasted from start to finish. A full vetted crew to capture close ups of intimate moments. Full media campaign. I want it outside in a wide open venue.”

“Glinda, this wedding is supposed to be for you! Not for Oz this time.” Larena protested.

“It is for me, Momsie. I’m marrying a soldier. Maybe she’s right that I will never be the woman who can fight on the front lines with her… but I can do this.”

“And what exactly is this doing?” Saph asked carefully.

“Giving them a time and place of where we will be with exactly what they want in an open hard to guard venue.”

“And if they see through your very obvious trap?” Chuffrey asked.

“Well… then I will have a backup ready.” 

“Who?” Highmuster asked.

“Shell. He owes me one and honestly I don’t think he would miss an opportunity to harass me.” Glinda said, looking over to Saph.

“So let me get this straight. You want to rush a perfect broadcast wedding. Then you want someone to ruin it?” Saph asked.

“Yes.”

“Have you gone crazy?” Saph scoffed.

“I can’t stop Elphaba from fighting. She is too strong-willed and she won’t let me near anything she perceives as dangerous for me. However, with all of Oz watching, Glinda the Good and Elphaba Thropp confessing their undying love, the subsequent attack on us during such an important and sentimental day… It will justify any actions that otherwise may be considered wicked, and it will give her an army all around Oz. Especially when they see how much it devastates their Good Witch.” 

“Glinda, I know what this wedding means to you…” Larena trailed off.

“Are you sure you want to give it away?” Chuffrey asked.

“Do you think it will work?” Glinda asked.

“Glinda, you know it will work.” Chuffrey said sadly.

“Then of course, it may be the only way she will allow me to contribute.” Glinda replied.

“How did you get Elphaba to agree to a public wedding?” Saph asked.

“I haven’t. But I’ll handle Elphaba and Liir. I need you to handle the rest. Can I count on you?” Glinda asked.

Glinda looked around the room to sad faces with small nods.

“I have to go, but Chuff, please send for the doctor right away. Elphaba needs to live long enough for us to have this conversation.” Glinda declared, already moving to the door. 

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Chapter Eight

Elphaba screamed as Doctor Narvick dug into the wound pulling out the thread, blood and pus pooling out. Glinda scrunched her nose in disgust but quickly hid it, turning her attention to Elphaba’s face, twisted in pain, instead.

“Oh, darling, stop being dramatic. It’s just a surface wound.” Glinda taunted with a sarcastic smile.

“You’re not funny.” Elphaba growled through clenched teeth.

“I need more gauze.” Doctor Narvick grunted.

Glinda moved to the table stacked with the doctor's tools and grabbed the package of gauze.

“Miss Thropp, this is a really serious infection. I’m going to have to drain as much as I can from the wound. I won’t lie to you, this is going to be very unpleasant. Miss Upland, this may be the part where you would like to step out.” Doctor Narvick informed, cleaning around the wound with the gauze. 

“Oh, I assure you, you must be mistaken, Doctor. You see, my lovely wife-to-be assured me it’s not that bad. Merely a simple surface wound that requires no concern at all.” Glinda trilled.

“Alright, Glinda.” Elphaba groaned.

“Why, it is basically nothing but a tiny scratch. Wouldn’t you say, Doctor?” Glinda asked, dramatically.

“You’re in some domestic trouble I see?” Doctor Narvick smiled.

“It appears that way.” Elphaba sighed, grimacing at the uncomfortable feeling of the antiseptic the doctor applied burning at the edges of her wound. “Ok, you were right, Glinda.” Elphaba said softly.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that.” Glinda said, cupping her ear.

“Ah! I said you were right!” Elphaba yelped as Doctor Narvick drew a scalpel down the wound, a heavy stream of bloody puss gushing out.

“Miss Upland, I will have to ask you to leave if you keep taunting my patient.” Doctor Narvick said distractedly.

“I assure you, Doctor, she deserves it.” Glinda grumbled.

Doctor Narvick paused, raising an eyebrow at Glinda

“Fine… I’ll stop.” Glinda sighed.

***

Elphaba wasn’t sure exactly where Glinda had disappeared to after walking the doctor out, but she took the opportunity to sneak out of the room, actively avoiding high traffic areas until she found herself in front of Chuffrey’s office, knocking lightly.

“Come in.” Chuffrey called.

Elphaba peeked inside the office, making sure Chuffrey was alone before crossing the threshold and closing the door behind her. Chuffrey jumped to his feet.

“Elphaba. I didn’t expect to see you so soon.” Chuffrey said nervously.

“I had to get out of that room.” Elphaba said awkwardly, approaching Chuffrey’s desk.

“Elphaba, I think it’s important to say that I had no intention of hurting you. I just worried she would go elsewhere… to someone who didn’t care about taking advantage-”

“Chuffrey, I’m not mad.” Elphaba said with a small grin.

“You’re not?” Chuffrey asked, his brows knitting together.

“You are safe for her. Do I particularly like that she was kissing you? Not really. But this all started with us sharing her, if you recall. If she needs someone I will always prefer that it’s you if it can't be me. I know you love her and I know you’ll take care of her. I know you won’t let her go too far. She loves you, you love her. You shared a bed and kissed. Now I’m here and she’s back in my bed. Anyway, I’m not breastfeeding anymore obviously and I would love to have a cigar with you.” Elphaba said calmly.

Chuffery gestured to the chair opposite his desk and reached into his drawer pulling out his package of fine cigars. 

“Like old times.” Chuffrey smiled as he carefully unwrapped the cigar package.

“I think we should steer clear of the scotch this time. I’m in enough trouble as it is.” Elphaba chuckled, accepting the offered cigar.

“I’m afraid I have to agree.” Chuffrey smiled, leaning back in his chair and looking over Elphaba. “You look like shit.” 

“Thank you. It’s really nice to be back with friends.” Elphaba scoffed. 

“We’re really okay?” Chuffrey asked, blowing out a long stream of smoke.

“Would you prefer to get in a fist fight after our cigars? Would it make you feel better?” Elphaba grinned.

“Travelling does make you rather aggressive doesn’t it?” Chuffrey grinned.

“Glinda’s right. I’m not as young as I used to be. I’m also much more acutely aware of what I’m missing at home.” Elphaba said, rolling the sides of her cigar in the ashtray.

“So, why do it? Why not let us handle the issue here?” Chuffrey asked, tilting his head.

“Because I don’t know if I trust your guard or your colleagues. Because Morrible wants me and my family. Because she walked into my damn house like she lived there. Because she knows my son has raw power with an insane amount of control, everything she wants. Because with no effort at all she brings Glinda to her knees.” Elphaba listed.

“Because you always run into battle never thinking about what it will cost you.” Chuffrey added.

“Not this time. I’m well aware of everything it is costing me. When Glinda wouldn’t write back, I did believe I lost her. I’m willing to pay any price to keep them safe.”

“She did better this time. For having just lost you again. I mean it wasn’t great, but it was leaps and bounds away from what it was before.” Chuffrey shrugged.

“She doesn’t understand. I can’t make her see.” Elphaba paused, taking a long drag of the cigar. “I would be less useful with her there, I would constantly have to be aware of myself and her. She would be the easiest target and if they succeed in getting her… it’s over. I wouldn’t be able to push that loss out of my mind to continue the fight. She’s not just unprepared for life out there, she’s my biggest weakness. I can’t seem to be able to make her see that.” 

“You both have strong feelings. I think she can’t see your side, but you can’t see hers either. Glinda by no means should be anywhere near a battle or a physical altercation… but she’s never really been a damsel either. Despite the fact that she plays one quite well. Look where we are Elphaba. Remember who she is. Glinda does not sit idle and wait to be rescued. She has her strengths too. You're both too busy trying to win the fight against each other, that you both fail to realize together you two are powerhouses. Besides the fact that you two love each other and want to save each other, besides the fact that you both want to protect your family, you two have completely different tools in your wheelhouse. If you found middle ground Elphaba, using your brute strength and her impeccable cunning…I truly believe there isn’t an enemy out there that could defeat you. Alas, as you always have, you must turn the fight inward.” 

“It’s not that easy, Chuff.” Elphaba groaned.

“It is. If you took all that time that you spend going in circles of ‘stay, no, let me go with you, no’ and used it to make a plan that played both of your strengths. I am even afraid of how unstoppable you could be.”

“Let’s go back to talking about you putting your whore mouth on my soon-to-wife.” Elphaba teased. 

“It is nice to have you back in the castle. I must say, I’ve been rather lonely without you. Would you ever consider a job here?” Chuffrey asked.

Elphaba cackled, quickly wrapping her arms around herself groaning at the shots of pain from her stitches.

“Oz, don’t make me laugh, it hurts.” 

“Wishful thinking, I suppose.” Chuffrey grinned.

“I never had a job to be honest, but also I think this would be far too overwhelming for me.” Elphaba said, holding out her hands to indicate the contents of the desk. Her smile faltered for a moment when she caught a glimpse of Glinda’s name on a parchment. “Did she rope you into making wedding invites? We don’t need them, everyone is here already.” Elphaba said, her hand already reaching over. 

“Firstly, this desk is a mess.” Chuffrey said, scooping his parchments together to form a stack, including the one Elphaba had been trying to grab. Elphaba’s eyes flashed up at him suspiciously. “Secondly, I wouldn’t give you my job-”

“Give it to me.” Elphaba interjected.

“I haven’t even picked a job yet.”.

“Chuffrey, give me the parchment.” Elphaba said, her tone dropping.

“I can’t. You know I can’t.”  Chuffrey said, letting out a sharp exhale.

“It’s my wedding too.” Elphaba pointed out.

“I’m sorry-” Chuffrey halted his words as Elphaba held out a hand and a single parchment from the middle of the stack shot out at her. “Oh, that’s cheating.” Chuffrey groaned.

Elphaba’s eyes scanned the paper, clearly a rough draft. It looked like a wedding invitation, the only evidence giving it away was the name.

“You are cordially invited to the wedding of Glinda the Good and Elphaba Thropp?” Elphaba asked, eyes narrowing at Chuffrey. “Tell me, what is she planning?”

“At this point, I feel like I need to remove myself from this and say, talk to your wife.” Chuffrey said softly.

“Thank you for the cigar, Chuffrey.” Elphaba said, getting to her feet.

“Anytime.” Chuffrey said softly.

Elphaba didn’t bother slinking around as she left Chuffrey’s office, ignoring excited calls of her name, as she marched down the hall. Elphaba threw open their bedroom door to find it still empty. She thought for a moment and turned towards the stairs.

The stitches in her side screamed as she rushed to the balcony that Glinda had stood on watching her fly away from her the first time. By the time Elphaba was pulling herself up the last few stairs that brought Glinda into sight, she was sure her side was bleeding again. Elphaba quickly folded the parchment, sliding it into her bra.

“Hey.” Elphaba said as casually as she could for someone so out of breath.

Glinda turned to her at the sound of her voice and smiled brightly, before her smile faded into a scowl. 

“You shouldn’t be doing all those stairs.” Glinda lectured.

“Yeah, I’m realizing that now. You might have to carry me down.” Elphaba said with a small grin. 

“Then we both will be injured.” Glinda chuckled, drawing small hearts in the margins of the parchment in her lap.

Elphaba gingerly sank to the ground in front of Glinda, watching her hand move around the edges of the paper.

“What are you working on?” Elphaba asked quietly.

“An olive branch.” Glinda mumbled.

“For whom?” Elphaba asked with a furrowed brow.

“Us.” Glinda smiled sadly. 

“Do we need one?” 

“Well are you going to give in and let me go out there with you?” Glinda asked.

Elphaba leaned back on her hands and looked Glinda over. She smiled playfully.

“Tell you what. If you can beat me then I’ll let you come.” Elphaba said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Beat you in what?” 

“A fight.” 

“You want to fight me?” Glinda asked, shocked.

“No, but if you go out there with me other people would love to fight you. It will be like sparring class, just without a stick. No magic, and I won’t even hit you back. If you can get me pinned to the ground, I’ll let you come.” Elphaba said with a small shrug.

“Elphaba you’re injured.” Glinda sighed.

“Sounds like you have an advantage then.” Elphaba grinned. “But if I get you pinned to the ground you get to tell me all about your parchment there, just without your clothes.” Elphaba winked.

“Elphaba Thropp. Anyone could come up here!” Glinda gasped, scandalized.

“Who is coming up here darling?” Elphaba chuckled. 

“Did you come all the way up here just to try and get me naked?” Glinda purred, setting the parchment aside and crawling forward to Elphie. “You just had to ask nicely, darling.” 

“Oh, yeah? Is that all?” Elphaba grinned.

Elphaba rolled out of Glinda’s reach at the last possible second and jumped to her feet. She smiled down at the blonde pouting on her knees on the floor.

“Oh, darling. You didn’t think it would be that easy did you?” Elphaba taunted.

“Forgive me for trying to find a way to win without hurting you.” Glinda huffed getting to her feet.

“You can’t hurt me anyway. You’re too soft. Too sweet. That’s why I can’t take you with me.” Elphaba shrugged. 

“Are you trying to hurt my feelings?” Glinda asked, furrowing her brow, watching Elphaba circle her, but never looking directly at her. 

“I’m trying to prove a point actually.” Elphaba said, turning to finally face Glinda head on. “If you can’t pin me to the ground when I have taken away almost all of my strengths, what are you going to do when faced with someone who won’t hesitate to use theirs.” 

“Well obviously, I’m not going to hit you Elphie. You're hurt enough, and I love you.” Glinda countered.

“I want you to try. I want you to give me all you’ve got. Prove me wrong and I’ll surrender. I know you're still mad at me, here’s your chance to take it out on me with aggression.”

“I won’t hurt you, Elphaba.” Glinda said sternly. 

“Fiyero and I did cuddle, every night-”

“Stop. I know what you're trying to do.” Glinda warned.

“And I let him kiss me too, whenever he wanted.”

“Stop it, Elphie!”

“Do you think they care out there, if you say no or stop?”

“But it’s not true, you are just trying to make me mad!” 

“Not everything your opponent out there will say is going to be true either. They will very quickly tell you how wicked I am. How I deserve to burn. They love to tell me how they will burn me at the stake and make my children watch,” Glinda’s nostrils flared at the words but she didn’t move. “They also love to tell me all the terrible ways they will defile you when I’m gone. They wouldn’t stop if I begged them to. It is meant to wound. It is meant to make you so blind with rage you don’t see what is coming next.”

“And what's coming next?” 

“I let him kiss me wherever he wanted.”

Glinda scoffed, rolling her eyes, but Elphaba noticed the way her jaw clenched, trying not to show her rage.

“Everyday after I wrote your letters, I would let him-”

“I said stop!” Glinda shouted storming over, landing a hard shove to Elphaba’s shoulders. “Is this what you want? Are you happy now?” Glinda shouted, shoving Elphaba again.

“If this is how you think you’ll defend yourself in battle, you would already be dead.” Elphaba sighed, taking another push to her shoulders.

“You can imagine it can’t you? What I would sound like? Do you think I would sound the same for him as I do for-” 

Elphaba stopped speaking as a palm swung open towards her face. Elphaba leaned out of the way, easily.

“There she is. A little better.” Elphaba laughed, taking a step back and easily defending herself against the flurry of slaps aimed at her.

“Close your fist and throw your body behind it darling. Getting slapped is an insult, not a power move.” Elphaba said, redirecting another slap from Glinda.

“When did this become a self-defense class?” Glinda huffed.

“When you showed me you might just have a little fighter in you after all.” Elphaba grinned.

“And if I actually hurt you?” Glinda asked, her breath coming in ragged.

“You’re the lady taking care of me anyway.” Elphaba shrugged.

Glinda hummed, but charged forward at Elphaba, throwing no shots, but forcing Elphaba to give her more room to work with.

“Hands up baby, I could have knocked you out quite a few times by now.” Elphaba said, smiling as Glinda brought her hands up to her face.

Elphaba moved quickly into Glinda’s space, only for Glinda to spin out of her reach before Elphaba could grab her. 

“I’ll admit, I’m impressed.” Elphaba chuckled.

“Hmm, I may not have been a fighter, but I was a dancer.”

“You raise valid points.” Elphaba said, faking Glinda out before encroaching on her space, to back her into a corner again. 

Elphaba didn’t even notice her slip. So caught up in taunting Glinda and being genuinely surprised at how well she was doing, that she didn’t notice how her hand slipped when she got in Glinda’s space. Not until Glinda’s hard punch caught her in the jaw, sending her face whipping to the side.

“Oh, Oz! Elphaba! I’m so sorry!” Glinda gasped, rushing to her, hands coming to her face gently. 

“Don’t be sorry. That was a fucking great punch.” Elphaba scoffed in her amazement.

“I told you I didn’t want to hurt you, Elphie! I don’t like this- Oh!”  Glinda yelped as Elphaba wrapped her arm around Glinda’s waist and pushed her back against the wall gently, pinning her between her body and the wall. 

“That may have been one of the hottest things you’ve ever done.” Elphaba purred.

“You have a punching kink now? Did Fiyero teach you that?” Glinda countered.

“No, I have a thing for small, pretty women who are also strong and tough.” 

“Yeah? Should I start beating you up as foreplay?” Glinda purred.

“You can try.” Elphaba whispered directly into her ear, letting her tongue trace the shell of her ear. Glinda gasped, her body moving under Elphaba. 

“But darling, you forgot we’re in the middle of a fight.” Elphaba chuckled, right before she felt the leg that Glinda had positioned behind hers, sweep a leg out from under her, just as Glinda pushed her shoulders back. Elphaba fell back hard and groaned from the pain of hitting the hardwood.

“I didn’t, I knew you expected me to.” Glinda shot, dropping to her knees straddling Elphaba’s hips.

“You’re not going to try and pin me and win?” Elphaba asked. 

Elphaba took in a sharp gasp of air when Glinda began unbuttoning her own blouse, while rotating her hips in a slow consistent motion. 

“Oh, no darling. You have proven your point. You would get too hot and bothered with me there and get yourself killed.” Glinda purred. Elphaba’s hands came up to push the blouse off Glinda’s shoulders, before settling on Glinda’s hips and grinding up into her.

“We both know you won this fight.” Elphaba whispered. 

“We do, and I’ll never let you forget it.” Glinda giggled. 

“I know.” Elphaba rolled her eyes. 

“But since I won, I believe I should get a reward, since I’m very selflessly giving up my original reward.” Glinda said matter-of-factly. 

“And what reward are you thinking you deserve, darling?” Elphaba asked, with a chuckle.

Glinda’s hand came forward, gripping Elphaba’s jaw tightly, tracing her thumb across Elphaba’s bottom lip.

“I think you should put this pretty mouth to use, until I’m a shivering and shuddering mess under you.”

“Fuck!”  Elphaba growled, already reaching for Glinda’s pants.

***

“You’re right. We should have fighting practice every day.” Glinda said with laboured breath as she collapsed her head on Elphaba’s naked chest. “Though now I don’t know if I have the strength to make it down those stairs.” 

“I’ll consider it.” Elphaba chuckled, placing a kiss on sex-touselled blonde hair.

“I can’t believe you got me so worked up that I would forget about this.” Glinda whispered, tracing just outside Elphaba’s very irritated wound.

“You were pretty wound up darling. It has been a while.” Elphaba whispered.

“It appears the same could be said for you.” Glinda replied, placing a soft kiss on Elphaba's collarbone.

“Yeah, it could.” Elphaba grinned.

“I would say let's just go to sleep here, but our son is going to start panicking soon.”  Glinda sighed.

“We have some things we were supposed to talk about before you distracted me with multiple orgasms.” Elphaba said softly, running a hand through Glinda’s hair.

“Hmm, I think we did a lot of talking, we deserved the orgasms.” Glinda giggled, nuzzling closer into Elphaba’s neck.

“I have to ask you about the invitation, Glinda.” Elphaba whispered.

“What invitation?” Glinda attempted.

“The one that fell out of my bra that you kicked half way across Oz.” Elphaba deadpanned.

“You know, I should find that bra for you.”

“Glinda.”

“Not right now, please. We just made love, Elphie, I don’t want to argue right now. I want you to hold me and kiss me and just feel close to you please.” Glinda pleaded.

“Why would we fight about a wedding invitation, Your Goodness?” Elphaba asked.

“Okay.” Glinda sighed, rolling off of Elphaba and moving around the room to collect all her missing clothes. 

“Since when did you want our wedding to be a performance and isn’t that something we should decide together?” 

“You make a lot of decisions for me.” Glinda said flatly. “I made this one.” 

“Why? What happened to ‘just us, just real this time’? Now we are to spend the day performing for the broadcast? I thought giving you a week meant finding some flowers and an officiant, not broadcasters. Don’t we have enough people in the castle?” 

“Why do you want to ruin it? Why do you want to fight all the time? I asked you to just let me be close to you, but no. Were not fucking anymore so I guess we have nothing better to do than argue.” Glinda scoffed.

“I just was blindsided by the fact that my wedding was going to be a performance. I’m a little upset about it. I just thought… I just thought that marrying me was something really special to you too.” Elphaba sighed defeated. “But… tell me the plan.” 

“Elphaba, of course it's special to me. But you keep my hands tied in a lot of ways. I don’t have many options to help you and I certainly can’t make it look like I’m trying to help you-”

“How is this helping me?”

“I’m giving her a target. A wide open space, a promise we will be there and distracted-”

“You’re using our wedding as bait? Oz, Glinda!” 

“We will still be married, Elphaba. It will still be a real wedding and all of Oz will watch and-”

“Glinda, wait. I know you have never exactly married for love, but you have had the dream wedding… darling, I’ve never been married. I’ve never been engaged, no one's even considered asking me before. I don’t want my first and only wedding to not only be a performance but to be ruined.” Elphaba said softly.

“Elphie…” Glinda moaned, letting her clothes fall from her hands in a heap as she moved back to straddle Elphaba’s bare legs. “I didn’t think of it.” Glinda whispered. 

“I know. A wedding is just another party for you at this point, but for me it’s everything I never even dared to dream of.” Elphaba said softly.

Glinda looked away, avoiding Elphaba’s eyes as she felt the guilt crash through her. She may have been willing to give up her dream wedding with Elphaba for her protection, but she never once considered what this wedding meant to Elphaba. It was more than a legal union to Elphaba, it was more than a party. To Elphaba it was someone doing the impossible, someone choosing her forever. 

“You said you were working on an olive branch. Why don’t we take a break from this and go through that.” Elphaba offered.

“It’s a list of what I’m willing to compromise. Since we hit a bit of a stalemate. It’s me trying to meet you in the middle.” Glinda shrugged awkwardly. “Well it’s a legally binding contract that we will both sign once we agree on it.” 

“Is it legally binding?” Elphaba asked with a grin.

“No, but I’m going to treat it like it is.” 

“I would expect nothing less, Miss Upland. Read me your list of demands.” Elphaba grinned.

“Not quite demands. You may attempt to haggle but try and remember just how much I’m giving in here.” Glinda sighed, stretching to grab the parchment. Elphaba took the opportunity to ghost her fingertips down Glinda’s side, leaving behind goosebumps and causing the blonde to shiver.

“Alright, I’ll keep it in mind.” Elphaba said softly.

“Good. What round are we on now? Round four? Round five? Round eight million?” Glinda asked, as she settled back on Elphaba’s legs.

“I thought this was a negotiation, not a fight. There’s not usually contracts in a fight.” Elphaba grinned. “Though conducting a business meeting in the nude is brilliant, it certainly makes it much more interesting. Can we put that in the contract? All business meetings must be done nude?” Elphaba teased.

“Firstly, I’ve done many business meetings and these men already feel far too comfortable touching me. I don’t want to see what they would feel brazen enough to do if I was nude.” Glinda grumbled.

“Amendment, all business meetings with each other are to be done in the nude.” Elphaba chuckled.

“Approved.” Glinda said, reaching for her quill. 

“Perfect, one down. What’s next?” 

“You have to come home for a minimum of three days each week. You can’t keep leaving us for long chunks of time. Any span of time that needs you to be away longer requires conversation and approval.” 

“And you hold the right to refuse? What if it’s important?” Elphaba asked, with a tilt of her head.

“You are not a prisoner. You will do whatever you feel like you have to, we both know that. I would like an opportunity to understand why and to plead my own case.”

“Okay, I’ll accept that.” Elphaba nodded.

“Really? I was expecting much more of a fight on that one.” Glinda said, looking into Elphaba’s eyes.

“Contrary to popular belief, I’m not a fan of working against you darling. What’s next?”

“Speaking of being a prisoner; I would like a say in my own security. You can’t keep making decisions about my life, locking me away until the storm blows over. I’m fairly certain it’s illegal. I know you love me and want to keep me from any danger, but it’s not fair to keep me locked away for safety while you're running head-first into danger.”

“I reject this one.”

“You reject? This isn’t a check list of what you approve or reject, this is a discussion.” Glinda sighed.

“A say in your security would have meant you getting out of that carriage and following me into danger and leaving our children alone.”

“A say in my security would have meant you wouldn’t have lied and tricked me into returning alone to a place that had been my personal hell for almost the entirety of my adult life. A say in my security would mean I would have some idea of what's going on and the ability to tell you what I need. You may be alone dodging knives out there, but I am being blindsided with major changes I don’t get to have an opinion on and have to deal with the emotional fall out of that alone. I have loved you and supported you always, I let you fly away on that broom even though everything in me wanted to pull you back into that castle with me. I deserve to be spoken to about the events that will also very much affect my life too.” 

“Fine. We can speak of it, but I hold the right to veto if you’re being reckless.” Elphaba grumbled.

“Oh, well then, same for you. Tell me Elphaba, which one of us here is known for flying off the handle. I admit that in the comfort of my own home, with the people I love and trust I can be rather hot-headed or over-the-top. But out there? When in a moment of danger? I am well practiced in acting perfectly polite and calm. You? Not so much. So, if you can veto my say in my own security, I would like the right to veto your missions if I don’t like them.” 

Elphaba sighed heavily. Her eyes travelled down Glinda’s neck to her collarbone and over the swell of her breasts. Elphaba reached out cupping one and running her thumb lightly over Glinda’s nipple.

“Darling, we’re still in the middle of our business meeting.” Glinda moaned softly.

“I know, I’m thinking.” 

“Are you? It feels a lot like you're feeling me up.” Glinda giggled.

“I’m doing that too. I’m very good at multitasking.” Elphaba said matter-of-factly. 

“I see that.” Glinda purred, shifting her hips on top of Elphaba. 

“Fine, I agree, no one has veto, it will be a discussion and we may have to agree to disagree.” 

“Thank you.” Glinda said lightly, looking down at the parchment, her lips pressing together as she looked at it.

“So? What’s next?” Elphaba grinned.

“The kids. I did a million things wrong. I know that. I will forever have to live with the regret that I put doubt into my relationship with Liir. All I can do now is own that and make sure it doesn’t happen again… but when Liir used magic on you, I came down on him, but then you asked him to use magic on me. We can’t use our children as weapons, Elphie. I feel it needs to be a rule that Liir’s magic and potentially Mellie’s magic cannot be used against us. We certainly shouldn’t be asking them to act against one of us. I understand why you did it, Elphie. Lurline help me, but I am well versed in the way your brain works. It damaged our relationship far more than I think you realize. It breaks my heart that Liir told me he can’t stop hearing the way I screamed. We did that to him. When he talks like a grown man, it hurts me so much… I can’t believe I turned out to be a worse parent than Frex-”

“I’m sorry, I have to interrupt here. We made really big mistakes. We traumatized him, we fucked up his head, we have acted on impulse instead of being better parents. You didn’t know my father like I did, darling. You are not even close to him and I cannot accept you ever comparing yourself to him. It not only is wildly inaccurate, it takes away from the absolute hell he put me through.” Elphaba said sternly.

“I’m sorry.” Glinda said softly, hanging her head.

“I understand why. It’s easy to hate ourselves and beat ourselves up for our mistakes. But unless you are extremely hateful to our son behind my back, Frex is not a comparison you can make. I agree, we cannot use the children as weapons against each other.” 

“I want to expand on that, we cannot use the children as weapons period. I know that Liir has powerful magic and that's a beautiful thing, but that doesn’t make him a soldier. He is still a child who, thanks to his brilliant mother, has this talent. Maybe one day he will choose to take over your crusade to rid the world of evil, but we cannot make him. We have to protect him, Elphie and give him as close to a normal childhood as we can.” 

“It’s a beautiful sentiment, Glinda… but with magic comes-”

“No. Magic is a gift, a talent. You don’t owe the world anything and neither does he. I respect that you feel a calling to stand up against oppression, we cannot make that choice for him and he’s too young to make it on his own.”

“You know that's not true. Tell me that if Morrible broke in here right now, all our loved ones wouldn’t just sit around and watch the show, completely comfortable because in their mind, I have magic. Of course I’ll save them. You do it too, Glinda. How many times have you used the words ‘You know you have magic.’ to me? I have magic therefore I owe the world something.” Elphaba sighed.

“Maybe others do, but for me sometimes I’m curious why you wouldn't use magic to make something easier or I’m just teasing you.” Glinda said, placing the parchment and quill on the floor to wrap her arms around Elphaba’s shoulders. 

“If you were in danger you would count on me saving you just like anyone else.” Elphaba sighed.

“Well, darling, I know you. I know that you would do anything at all to make me safe. That’s not an expectation of you, that’s having faith in you. If I expected you to save me every time, wouldn’t I have demanded you get Morrible out of my head next time? I expect nothing and I trust you to prioritize. I assume getting Morrible out of my head leaves too many people vulnerable, so as much as I know you hate it, you have to let it happen-”

“I don’t understand it. I don’t know how to get her out of your head. I don’t know how she’s doing it or where it comes from but it’s so powerful, the hold she has on you… but Liir did it. He broke her connection with you. Morrible's power is being sourced from somewhere new… she’s more powerful than she’s ever been. It’s so frustrating because no one is talking and I can’t figure it out without information.”

Glinda nuzzled her face into Elphaba’s neck, inhaling her scent and placing a light kiss there.

“Would Shell know?” Glinda asked, lightly.

“Maybe, but I’m afraid I would kill him before he could get the chance to talk. If he would even tell me.” Elphaba grumbled.

“I could try and find out for you.” Glinda whispered.

“Absolutely not. I take back my right to veto. You are not putting yourself in that situation.” Elphaba said sternly.

“My sweetest love, I may not have magic but I can be used as a weapon too.” Glinda said sweetly, grazing her teeth against Elphaba’s neck. “Your brother is quite fond of me, I think it would be fairly easy. No man thinks clearly when all the blood in their body is going… elsewhere.”

“I’m not prostituting my wife for information. Absolutely not, you’re not fucking my brother. Vetoed.” 

“Ew. Gross. Of course not. I would get him to talk long before it got to that point.” Glinda said, pulling back with a look of disgust. 

“And when he won’t stop? When he won’t let you go?” Elphaba asked.

“Well we obviously would have to work out a security plan. If we have some way to signal the guard or we can have you hiding in the other room.” Glinda said thoughtfully, before waving the idea off. “But we can come back to this later. We are still going through our list. Kids. Not weapons. Ever.” 

“Agreed.” Elphaba said with a firm nod, watching Glinda pick up the parchment. 

“Can I add one?” Elphaba asked.

“Sure, go ahead.” Glinda said, smiling encouragingly at Elphaba. 

“The whole kissing of your ex-husband…” 

“Thought it didn’t bother you?” Glinda grinned playfully, before writing on her parchment.

“It doesn’t bother me as much as it could… but I’m still not a huge fan. I would like to keep my wife to myself, but I also understand you needed him.” Elphaba said awkwardly.

“Did you talk to him about it? While you were smoking cigars you thought I wouldn’t be able to taste on you?” Glinda asked.

“Briefly. He was afraid I would be angry. He told me he was worried that you would go elsewhere and someone else would be more likely to take advantage of you. That’s all we really said about it. Why?” 

“Just thought he might have told you how many times I called him by your name in those moments. Not that it makes it better, but it wasn’t Chuffrey I needed or even wanted. I was chasing your ghost and as much as I love him, he was just a prop. That being said, I agree of course. I would also like to add, we have to stop taunting each other’s jealousy. It only gives life to the insecure parts of us and it just hurts honestly.”

“Agreed. There’s only you, darling. Although, when you get a little jealous, it’s pretty hot.” Elphaba grinned.

“Yes well… same to you. To clarify, no kissing anyone else, no intentionally triggering each other’s jealousy, but cute little jealousy is allowed.” 

“Encouraged. I love the way you grab me when you get possessive and are proving a point.” Elphaba grinned.

“Noted.” 

“Okay, what about no more secret attacks? All this is great, but if you didn’t tell me about the wedding and I didn’t expect it, I would be very unprepared to handle the situation and very very cross at you when I found out you knew. I will tell you what I am working on out there and you tell me what you are plotting over here. Maybe we can help each other make it even better.” Elphaba said with a shrug.

“I would honestly love that.” Glinda whispered, leaning to kiss Elphaba gently. “May I also include an amendment that has to do with your time away? I formally request that you make it home to sleep if you can. None of this setting up camp just outside the city your family is in. If you are close enough that I could have you sleeping beside me, please come home.” 

“I can do that. Although, you have to agree to actually let me sleep-”

“Mama?! Momsie?!” Liir shouted as the door opened. 

Glinda yelped, crashing herself against Elphaba to shield each other as well as they could.

“Don’t come up here Liir.” Elphaba called down.

“Elphie! That’s rude.” Glinda chastised. “Liir, Mama and I are not decent. Can you give us a clock tick to get presentable?” Glinda called.

“Were you kissing again?” Liir asked 

Glinda and Elphaba grinned at each other before both responding in unison.

“Yes.” 

“Good. Hurry up, I miss you and I want to read to you both.”

Chapter Text

Chapter Nine

Glinda rolled over in Elphaba’s arms and opened her eyes. She smiled softly at the sight she was greeted with. Elphaba’s face soft with sleep, her lips slightly parted. The moon light streaming in from the window lighting her face. Glinda cupped her cheek softly and Elphaba leaned into it, smacking her lips slightly before her soft snoring resumed.

“Oz, Elphie, you are so insanely beautiful, and quite frankly it’s not fair.” Glinda whispered. “I would give you all of Oz if I could.” 

Glinda traced her finger gently down Elphaba’s jaw. Smiling at the way she crinkled her nose before a hand came up to wipe at her cheek.

“How lucky am I to have you like this? How could anyone look at this sweet face and see you as anything but perfect?” Glinda whispered.

Elphaba’s eyes opened, unfocused in the moonlight and very much still asleep as she mumbled something urgently, Glinda just smiled fondly.

“Okay, Glinda?” Elphaba asked, staring at her intensely.

“Of course, darling.” Glinda grinned, fighting the urge to laugh as this seemed to satisfy Elphaba. 

Elphaba’s eyes crashed closed again. She mumbled something else Glinda couldn’t understand before tightening her arm around Glinda’s waist and settling back into her dreams.

Glinda watched with a quiet fascination at every twitch of Elphaba’s face in the moonlight, how even in sleep her body couldn’t fully bring itself to rest. 

Glinda couldn’t imagine how anyone could want to hurt this beautiful goddess of a woman. How had she been given so many trials in her life? Glinda wanted so desperately in that moment to alter history, to give Elphaba everything she deserved in her past. 

Glinda’s lips twitched downward thinking of how she was continuing the trend of disappointing Elphaba. How could she be so utterly self-serving that she didn’t think for a clock-tick about how devastated Elphaba would be about the spectacle of their wedding. 

She knew Elphaba had felt unworthy of love, the way she had flinched at touch, ran away when called beautiful. Oz, Elphaba had struggled to even let Glinda see her completely bare. Glinda couldn’t help but smile at how far they had come from that, with them both naked and wrapped in each other. 

Yet that insecure woman who fully believed she was unworthy of love, unworthy of being chosen, still existed in Elphaba. Her calm and collected soon-to-be wife who had been giddy, almost to the point of Glinda herself, because of a lackluster proposal. Because it was Glinda, who loved her so fiercely through it all, that had asked. It was Glinda who had left her husband and the comfort of a powerful position to commit her life to just loving her Elphie. That was always enough for Elphaba. Glinda just had to love her, she never asked for more… but she deserved so much more. She deserved a real wedding that was all about their love… and damn it all, Glinda was going to give it to her.

Glinda slid out from Elphaba’s grasp, smiling at Elphaba’s sleepy protest. Glinda pushed a braid out of Elphaba’s face, before getting out of bed. 

***

Glinda navigated the castle like a woman on a mission, which she supposed she was. She didn’t knock or even hesitate as she threw Chuffrey’s bedroom door open, turning on the light.

“Chuffrey, I…” Glinda began before registering what was before her. She paused as her brain rushed to catch up. 

“Oh, Oz!” Glinda shouted, turning around to face the door, her cheeks burning in a bright blush. “Oh, Oz. Oh, Oz.” Glinda repeated. 

“Glinda… is there something I could help you with… right now… in the middle of the night?” Chuffrey asked carefully.

“Are you naked right now? Oh, Oz! Was it never that you didn’t like… or were you just gay this whole time?” Glinda shouted at the door.

“Ouf, you were married and you never got naked and made out with your husband? No wonder you got divorced.” Crope scoffed.

“We got divorced because she was in love with a woman.” Chuffrey said softly, the sound of a soft kiss triggering Glinda to whip around.

“You don’t deserve him. You are annoying and all you think about, all you care about is sex and he’s not going to change, you can’t charm him into wanting it. No. I forbid it. Get up, get dressed. I will not let you destroy one of the few good men left in Oz.” Glinda said angrily, pointing at Crope.

“You just want to see me naked, Glinny.” Crope winked.

“Oz, Elphie’s never going to believe this.” Glinda muttered to herself, placing her hands on her burning cheeks. “Elphie! Chuff, I need your help. Like now.” 

“Is Elphaba okay?” Chuffrey asked, sitting up. 

“Yes, but I have so much to do and not enough time. I need you. I need Liir…”

“Glinda… have you been taking your medication?” Chuffrey asked carefully.

“Yes, Chuffrey. If you call me crazy again, I’m going to show you the way Elphie taught me to throw a punch.” Glinda said through clenched teeth.

“Calmly dear, tell me what’s happening.” Chuffrey said softly.

“Oz, you're so hot when you're patient with this lunatic.” Crope moaned.

Glinda marched over and landed a hard punch to Crope’s muscular arm, though it hurt her hand, like a lot, she refused to show it.

“Get out of bed with my husband. Go find one of your sleazy one-night stands.” Glinda growled.

“Ex-husband, love. We are divorced or you wouldn’t be able to marry Elphaba.” Chuffrey reminded.

“I’m marrying her and I need your help with it.” 

“Glinda, I have been helping you with it, but it’s the middle of the night and there’s not much I can do at this moment.” Chuffrey said carefully.

“I’m getting married today. In this castle. With just our friends and family, so that Elphaba can have this day of just celebrating our love, then we will do our show for Oz. Today is about Elphaba and I want to give her the most perfect surprise wedding.” Glinda said, almost pleading.

“Fuck, that’s romantic as hell. I’m in.” Crope said.

“I didn’t ask you , Crope” Glinda growled.

“Do you need help or not, Glinny?”

“Urg, fine!” 

***

“Maybe we should wait until the sun is at least cracking the horizon before waking up your eight year old son.” Chuffrey whispered loudly as Glinda slid in beside Liir.

“Shut up, you two will scare him.” Glinda shot back. 

Glinda ran her hand over his back and through his hair, placing light kisses on his cheeks. Slowly and gently stirring him from his dreams.

“My sweet boy, Momsie needs you.” Glinda whispered. 

Liir sat up suddenly, Glinda narrowly avoiding their heads knocking together.

“Liir, sweetheart. It’s okay.” Glinda said, reaching a hand towards him.

“Where’s Mama?” Liir’s voice was rough with sleep, as he quickly swiped his hands over his eyes.

“Asleep in bed, Liir. Everything is truly okay. I just need your help, but you can’t tell Mama okay?” Glinda said softly.

“Oh… okay.” Liir said, his tone dropping drastically, his fingers finding the edge of his blanket and fiddling absent-mindly with it. “What do you need me to do?” Liir asked, avoiding Glinda’s eyes.

“I have a bit of a crazy idea and truly I need you to pull it off. I also promised you that you would be involved in all wedding planning. I want to get married today, and I want you to help me make that happen. But Mama can’t know, we’re going to surprise her. Do you think that will be okay, Liir?”  

“Married? Today?” Liir asked, his head shooting up, searching Glinda’s eyes. Glinda nodded, a smile creeping on her face.

“Don’t you think it’s time, Liir?” Glinda whispered.

Liir didn’t answer with words, instead he jolted out of bed, almost running into Chuffrey. Liir paused for a moment before turning back to look at Glinda still seated on his bed.

“What are you waiting for? We don’t have a lot of time!” Liir shouted. 

***

Glinda shivered as they entered the empty throne room. Their footsteps on the marble floor echoed through the space. So many memories flooded her head as she looked around, her hand tightening around Liir’s out of instinct. Chuffrey’s hand came to her shoulder, squeezing lightly.

“Are you sure this is where you want to have your wedding?” Chuffrey asked softly.

“It makes the most sense. It will easily fit everyone… and it will take the power away from what happened to us in this room… like how the room she left from, it's now almost a secret hideout for us.” Glinda smiled.

“How in Oz are we going to turn this room into something suitable for a wedding in less than a day? Have you ordered flowers? Decorations? Do you even have a plan?” Crope asked.

“I have a semblance of a plan.” Glinda grumbled.

“This is going to be a long day isn’t it?” Crope groaned as Chuffrey nodded.

“Liir, I have a question to ask of you but I need to have a conversation with you first, okay?” Glinda asked, settling down onto her knees in front of Liir. “It’s very serious, Liir. I need your full attention.” 

Liir’s eyes that were dancing across the wide open space moved to Glinda’s. He nodded firmly, allowing Glinda to take his hands. 

“I never want you to feel like you have to use your magic for me, or anybody. If someone is going to be mad at you or mean to you for not using magic for them you send them to Momsie and I’ll handle them. Now I’m going to ask if you want to use your magic to help me. You can say no, Liir. It is not your job to be my magic slave… that’s your mother’s job.” Glinda said with a wink. 

“Yeah, it is!” Crope whooped.

Glinda cupped Liir’s cheek, softening at his big smile. She stroked her thumb over his cheek lovingly.

“I won’t be mad or disappointed. I’ll simply turn to those men behind me and start handing out tasks. Do you understand?” Glinda said firmly.

“I want to use my magic to help you, Momsie” Liir replied.

“That’s a very important word to me right now, Liir. You truly want to?” Glinda asked. 

“Yes. What do you want me to do?” Liir asked, magic zapping across his knuckles in excitement. 

“Well, we have to think. You and me, because we know Mama the best right? This is Mama’s wedding, we have to make it as amazing as we can for her.” Glinda said, leaning back slightly.

“It’s your wedding too, Momsie.” Liir said, grinning.

“Yes, but I’ve already had my dream wedding. This one is for Mama. All I want is to marry her and for her to be happy with what we do here. There’s a lot of people here, and they are all going to be watching us. Mama doesn’t feel too comfortable with that, so let's try to make this room somewhere Mama would feel comfortable.” Glinda said, standing to look around the room. “Any ideas, Liir?” 

“Trees. She likes to be in the trees.” Liir said.

“Excellent idea. We can’t have trees everywhere or our guests will be upset that they can't see.. Oh! What if we have trees behind where we will be standing, like a canopy!” Glinda said excitedly. 

Glinda jogged across the room, waving at Liir to follow her. Liir laughed excitedly as he ran to catch up with Glinda. 

“Who would have thought she would be good with kids?” Crope asked, placing a hand on Chuffrey’s lower back.

“She is a kid. It’s strange. I feel like I should be jealous or sad or something. I love that woman more than anything, I mean she was my wife for so long… yet, I can’t seem to feel anything but happiness and excitement for her.” Chuffrey said thoughtfully as Glinda cheered for Liir who had mounted two large willow trees out of nothing. 

“I think… When you love someone enough, it’s selfless. You want them to have everything they ever wanted… even if that is not you. You also are a part of how they got to this point. Do you really think they would be here if you hadn’t set Glinda free?” Crope asked, turning his focus to Chuffrey.

“Yes. It just would have been a lot more messy.” Chuffrey laughed. “Which is really saying something. But those women, I think they were destined for each other. Written in the stars or something. Oz, they defied all the odds to get here.” 

“A love so strong, Lurline herself couldn’t keep them apart.” Crope nodded.

“You know, if you showed her this part of you, I’m certain she wouldn’t be as annoyed by your presence.” Chuffrey smiled, leaning into Crope. 

“Eh, I enjoy annoying her. It’s like our love language.” 

***

“I would love to know where my entire family is and why my wife is sending you to force me into suits. Isn’t it bad enough that she’s turned our wedding into a dramatic show? Now, she’s got my ex doing suit fittings. She couldn’t get Highmuster or Chuffrey? Also, all day? What is she doing, Fiyero? Why is she holding our children hostage?” Elphaba ranted as the tailor adjusted the suit and looked her over.

“Sorry to disappoint, Fae. I just do as instructed to keep Glinda on my good side. She said something about making up for lost time-”

“You're lying. You reek of lies. What do you know ‘Yero?” Elphaba said, eyeing him suspiciously. 

“Do you trust your wife-to-be so little? Why marry her then?” Fiyero asked with a head tilt.

“She has great ideas that she doesn’t think all the way through before executing, I have every right to be concerned. I woke up alone in the early hours of the morning. I haven’t been able to find my children, not for breakfast, or lunch. I have been avoided like the plague by people who just yesterday were desperate to speak to me. She’s doing something. I can’t protect her if I’m not prepared. Damn it, we agreed we wouldn’t do this anymore.” Elphaba growled.

“Maybe you’re overreacting. Maybe she really is just hanging out with your kids and everyone is avoiding you because you’re clearly in a mood. I know I would be avoiding you too, if Glinda didn’t force me to be here.” Fiyero grinned as Elphaba glared over at him. “I’ll give Blondie this though, she sure got your sizes down.” 

Elphaba turned to Fiyero, letting him look her over. Fiyero let out a slow breath, whistling softly to himself.

“Damn, Fae. You look fucking amazing. It fits you like a damn glove.” Fiyero said, clearly in awe.

Shaking his head lightly, Fiyero reached out to grab the red poppy boutonnière. He held it up, asking permission. Elphaba nodded, standing still and watching his hands fumble along her breast pocket.

“Forgive me Fae, but I have to ask one last time before I’m completely out of chances. Are you sure you want to do this? Time is running out, but we can still run. Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with Glinda Upland? She’s a lot.” Fiyero asked as he finally wrestled the flower into place.

“I have never been more sure in my life. She is a lot, but she’s also mine. I am a lot, too. We can handle it. I couldn’t imagine my life without her terrorising it.” Elphaba grinned. 

“From unadulterated loathing to helplessly in love?” Fiyero asked, smiling.

“That’s us. If you ever write a book about us, there's your title.” Elphaba chuckled. 

“She’s the luckiest living creature in all of Oz. I hope she knows that.” Fiyero said solemnly. 

“Oz, Fiyero. You're acting like I’m about to walk down the aisle. Save some of it for the broadcast.” Elphaba said, pushing Fiyero’s shoulder playfully. 

“I can’t believe she’s actually going to marry me.” Elphaba said, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

“Well, she also still has time to run, so we’ll see.” Fiyero grinned. “But, she would be a fool not to marry you.” 

“Mama! Mama! We need you!” Liir shouted as he crashed through the door. His breathing ragged. 

“Liir, what’s going on?” Elphaba asked, moving towards him. 

“It’s Momsie, she needs you. Let’s go!” Liir shouted, taking off in a run. 

Elphaba looked over at Fiyero, who also looked worried and confused, which only made the fear claw its way across her chest as she took off in a sprint to catch up to Liir. Fiyero followed right behind her.

Elphaba noticed how empty the halls were as they wove through the many hallways. Liir stopped in the distance crashing his back against the wall, gasping for air. He raised his hand limply towards the doors of the throne room and Elphaba swore her heart stopped for a clock-tick.

“In… there.” Liir choked out.

“I’ll check it out. You get him breathing again.” Fiyero said, already moving toward the door.

“Scream for me if you need me.” Elphaba said, already kneeling in front of Liir as Fiyero slipped into the room. Elphaba put her hand over his heaving chest as he gulped at air, her brow furrowing. 

“Liir… why are you in your suit?” Elphaba asked. 

“Momsie…. wanted… to see…” Liir said between gasps.

“Okay. Alright. Let’s focus on breathing.” Elphaba said calmly, breathing deeply with Liir, until his breath returned to normal. 

“Mama, Momsie needs you.” Liir said, suddenly pushing off the wall and grabbing Elphaba’s hand and pulling her towards the room where her life had drastically changed forever. 

“Liir, you should wait out here. I don’t want you in danger, you wait for me out-” Elphaba’s plea stopped as Liir pulled them into the room and Elphaba found herself surrounded by an all out assault of unexpected wedding decor all at once.

Elphaba’s feet stopped moving, as if suddenly cemented to the floor. Her hand tightened around Liir’s. Her eyes widened as she looked over the occupants of the room, standing from their matching white chairs and turning to look at her.

It wasn’t until Elphaba’s lungs started to burn that she realized she wasn’t breathing. She took a deep gasping breath, as she took in the dazzlingly lit room. It wasn’t dark, but she would describe it best as intimate lighting. The high ceilings of the room swarming with what appeared to be brightly shining stars. Her eyes moved to the large willow trees at the front of the room, leaves draping down, just above…. Glinda.

Glinda took all of Elphaba’s breath away. Her simple white gown was elegant and hugged her curves, the neckline dipping low but still tasteful. The skirt came to her mid-thigh. Her head tilted slightly with her eyes sparkling with love, reflecting starlight, as she watched Elphaba, a wide smile on her face. Mellie was perched happily on her hip.

Elphaba’s face was wet, and she wondered how long she had been crying. She wondered if everyone else around them could hear her heartbeat as clearly as she could. Elphaba opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out. She took a step backwards, shaking her head slowly. 

Glinda’s brow furrowed, she took a step towards Elphaba, being stopped by Highmuster’s hand on her arm. 

“Hey, where are you going? I thought you wanted to get married.” Chuffrey whispered as he slid up beside Elphaba.

“I…I can't. Things like this don’t happen to people like me Chuff. This isn’t my life. I don't get things like this.” Elphaba whispered urgently.

“Well, you will continue not to get things like this if you run away when you do.” Chuffrey grinned. “Getting cold feet is normal.”

“No, it’s not supposed to be today. We haven’t prepared! The broadcasts. This is… this is…” Elphaba looked around the room, a sob escaping her throat.

“A room that was built especially for you. Yeah. It's the crazy woman in the white gown waking up her army of servants in the dead of night to give you a wedding that screams her love for you. I’ll let you walk away Elphaba, but I’ve had very little sleep and I will be grumpy about it.” 

“People don’t do things like this for me.” Elphaba mumbled.

“Oh, Oz. Do you even know who you agreed to marry? Are you going to let your son walk you down the aisle, or are you running from her, away from all this? Time to choose.” Chuffrey said casually. 

Elphaba found Glinda’s eyes watching her, panic pouring out of her as she went through a mental checklist of what went wrong. Elphaba knew that look. 

“Okay.” Elphaba whispered.

“Okay?” Chuffrey asked.

Elphaba aggressively wiped at her face, before reaching for Liir’s hand. Liir beamed at her as he took it and began to lead her down the aisle. 

“Oh, hi.” Glinda whispered as Elphaba made it to the spot in front of her. Larena switched spots with Highmuster to stand next to Glinda, as she reached for Mellie.

“What… how? Why? Why do all this for me?” Elphaba asked, clenching Glinda’s hands hard the moment they were free.

“How else could I make sure everyone was present to hear about me winning our fist fight?” Glinda grinned, as Elphaba scoffed. “Of course I had to do this for you. It’s your first wedding, you deserve to have a real one and I just love you so much Elphie.” Glinda said sweetly, rolling up to kiss Elphaba lightly.

“Hey! It’s not time for that yet!” Crope called from the audience, earning him a roar of laughter. 

“Peanut gallery over there. Oh, remind me I have so much juicy news for you later.” Glinda whispered conspiratorially. 

Elphaba snorted, as if she couldn’t believe Glinda was real. 

“Are you two ready?” The officiant asked.

“I’ve been ready for over a decade.” Glinda said, not breaking eye contact with Elphaba, who nodded her agreement.

Neither Elphaba nor Glinda heard a word the officiant was saying as they stared into each other’s eyes, giggling as they reached to wipe each other’s tears away. 

“You have decided today will forever mark the day where two hearts become one, through the bond of marriage. Now it is time for you to share your vows, the promises that will carry your love through the years. Glinda Arduenna Upland, please share your vows to Elphaba.” The officiant said.

The color drained from Glinda’s face. She closed her eyes tightly, taking a deep breath. Slowly opening them and smiling shyly at Elphaba.

“I knew I forgot something.” Glinda said, awkwardly. Elphaba smiled fondly at her with a small shrug as the audience laughed loudly.

“No matter, I can wing it.” Glinda said playfully with a small shrug.

“You are rather good at that.” Elphaba teased.

“I so am!” Glinda beamed. “My Momsie used to always preach to me when I was young that when you marry someone you marry their family too. So, I’ll get to you darling,” Glinda paused, squeezing Elphaba’s hands before gently placing them by her sides and carefully getting to her knees and reaching for Liir who stood rigidly beside Elphaba. 

Liir’s brows knitted together before hesitantly taking Glinda’s hands. 

“My sweet darling boy, we’ve already had quite a journey in such a short time haven’t we? I used to obsess over all the ways I could have altered the past so that I would never have to lose your Mama. I realize now that it had to happen that way, because without my own astronomical loss, there would be no you. What a horrendible thought. I can’t imagine my life without my best friend and partner-in-crime. If I woke up tomorrow back at the beginning, I would do it all exactly the same, go through all the pain again willingly because I know it leads to you.” Glinda said seriously, wiping the single tear that fell from Liir’s eye. His hand reached out, faltering as if just remembering the perfect ringlet curls took a lot of work to create. Glinda caught his hand on its retreat and brought it to her hair.

“It’s okay.” Glinda whispered. Liir’s fingers reflexively twisted the curl like he so often did. “I will forever be grateful to you Liir, not only for your love and your forgiveness for my mistakes, but because I know without you we would not be here. Such a brave boy trying to take care of his Mama, do you remember Liir?” Glinda asked.

“Yes.” Liir whispered.

“Like an angel sent by Lurline herself, you came out of nowhere with the eyes I remembered so well. I felt the world shift the moment we met, I didn’t realize at that moment that it wasn’t just about Mama, that it was about us too. I might not have been your Momsie yet, but it was like the beginnings of a prophecy. Mama will forever be the absolute love of my life, but we were just as destined for each other, my boy. I look forward to embarrassing you for the rest of my time left on this earth, loving each other through all our big emotions, and getting into trouble with Mama together.”

Liir giggled, stepping closer towards Glinda. His fingers twisting in her hair slower. 

“I will never stop trying for you, even when I get it all wrong. I’ve never even thought of being a parent before you, so I’m learning on the fly here. I will mess up again, Lurline help me, but as much as I try… I’m not perfect. You have me forever Liir, even when things aren’t the best, even when I’m not doing the best. I love you so fiercely Liir, for always.”

“I love you Momsie.” Liir choked out, hugging Glinda tightly. Glinda nuzzled her nose into his curls. As they pulled away, Liir placed Glinda’s hand back in Elphaba’s. 

“Then there’s you.” Glinda grinned as she got back to her feet.

“Then there’s me.” Elphaba repeated softly.

“You are probably the most annoying, insufferable woman I have ever met and I can never seem to get enough of you.” Glinda paused as the room chuckled. “Oh, Oz, darling. You crashed into my silly little world and completely imploded everything I thought I knew. I wanted you so bad from the moment you put me in my place in the Shiz courtyard and that scared me to death. Sometimes the intensity of my love for you still scares me. The only person in all of Oz that can get to me. From the moment I met you, you have been driving me completely mad, my love. For the smartest woman I ever met, you completely missed all of my best moves. Truly darling, I've never thrown myself at someone so hard and you were always so completely unfazed, I truly don’t know how my ego survived it.” Glinda smiled softly at the memory. “My brave selfless warrior, with the biggest heart in all of Oz. I didn’t stand a damn chance against you and it was so foolish of me to try. I will always be completely devoted to you, darling. I will follow you anywhere. I trust you completely. I belong to you completely and I always will. No one’s taking you away from me again. This is it, good and bad, I’m here for it all. I will strive to be a woman who is worthy of you, though I’m not sure I’ll ever truly make it there, I will keep trying. Everything good in me has come from what you taught me, the world you showed me outside of my spoiled entitled bubble. You are everything truly good in the world Elphie, you always have been.” 

Elphaba’s hands held tightly to Glinda’s as the tears fell freely. Elphaba sniffled softly. 

“Elphaba Thropp, please share your vows to Glinda.” 

“Oz, I wasn’t prepared for all of this.” Elphaba chuckled, wiping at her face desperately. “I’m a mess.” 

The crowd chuckled, drawing Elphaba’s eye briefly, a blush creeping up her neck. Glinda tapped a finger on their linked hands.

“Pretend they are not here, Elphie. It’s just you and me.” Glinda whispered. 

Elphaba nodded, closing her eyes and taking a calming breath before opening her eyes and refocusing.

“I used to read a lot of romance novels. I thought I knew what love was. I knew I would never have it, but I had read all the great love stories so many times. When I started to fall in love with you, my first thought was it was some cruel joke. How could I, the one person who never did what anyone else did, fall in love with the one girl literally everyone was in love with.” Another round of laughter, Glinda squeezed her hands. “The next thing I knew, it wasn’t a silly little crush on the prettiest girl in school anymore. It was all consuming. I knew I was doomed when I had your five-hour skincare routine memorized. I felt like I had been scammed, because all of those great love stories… I’m not sure the authors ever knew love. I was woefully unprepared for what love really was. How strong it sits in my chest even in the midst of our worst fights. How not a single thing has the capacity of shaking it. I have stared down the barrels of guns without even flinching, but a single tear falling from your eyes in a fight can bring me to my knees. Everything is for you, every choice, every move I make, every sketch I create, everything I am and everything I strive to be is for you and our kids. I was never supposed to have this, or at least that’s what the world spent my whole life trying to teach me. Yet this ridiculous stubborn blonde came out of nowhere and gifted me everything I didn’t even dare to dream of. I will forever be grateful for all of it, Galinda. Every single moment with you. As we grow old and add to an endless list of memories, I promise my love will never falter. I will never grow so complacent I forget what a gift it is to have you. As our babies grow up and leave us behind, going out to take on this crazy world, I will be there holding you back from chasing their carriages. It's you and me, darling. Until the very end.” 

Glinda collapsed dramatically into Elphaba’s arms, crying softly into her shoulder as Elphaba chuckled softly.

“I love you, I love you.” Glinda repeated, over and over into her shoulder.

“I love you, my sweet. Always have and I always will.” Elphaba whispered.

“Oz, what a waste of time doing my makeup. I swear I didn’t cry like this at my other wedding.” Glinda groaned.

Elphaba reverently wiped at Glinda’s tears as the officiant turned her attention back to Glinda.

“Glinda Arduenna Upland, do you take Elphaba Thropp, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health? If so, say, ‘I do.’” 

“I do, Oz… a million times over, I do.” Glinda sobbed.

“Elphaba Thropp, do you take Glinda Arduenna Upland, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health? If so, say, ‘I do.’” 

“Oz, yes. I do.” Elphaba gasped.

“You have united two families as well as chosen families. I turn to them now to promise that they will support your marriage with joy, love and optimism. All those who wish to promise their support say ‘I do!’”

The chorus of enthusiastic hooting and hollering from the crowd was deafening. The clapping sounded like thunder. Drowning out both women's sobs at the outpouring of support around them. 

Larena hid her face in Mellie’s chest, muttering “I do" there. Highmuster wiped at the tears that shamelessly dripped from his chin. Liir stepped closer to Elphaba’s side, eyes wide at the ongoing sound. 

Glinda stepped closer to Elphaba, their foreheads reflexively resting against each other, breathing in each other as everyone they loved continued cheering. 

“Alright, alright.” The officiant shouted, waving their hands to attempt to calm the crowd. The sound slowly dwindled.

“You two certainly have no lack of support. I wish you both a future full of love and happiness. Finally, with the overwhelming blessing of everyone who is present here today, I now pronounce you Glinda Arduenna and Elphaba Upland-Thropp. Are you two ready to kiss your bride?” 

“Lay it on her, Elphaba!” Crope called from the back, followed by a chorus of cheers.

“Yeah, Mama!” Liir grinned. 

“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life, Missus Upland-Thropp.” Glinda replied.

Elphaba stepped closer to Glinda, their lips connecting as naturally as they always have. Elphaba placed an arm around Glinda’s neck and one around her waist before dipping her back. Glinda’s boisterous laugh breaking the kiss as her hands came to Elphaba’s face, still being held suspended. 

“It’s about time you married me.” Glinda smiled, before capturing Elphaba’s lips again. 

As if a dam was broken the room seemed to shake with the crowd's enthusiastic show of support. Glinda’s tongue tracing Elphaba’s bottom lip as her arms looped around her neck. Elphaba granted her access almost instantly, their tongues dancing in a familiar rhythm. 

“Alright, alright. Let her breathe.” Larena said, swatting at Glinda’s arm. She was trying her best to appear unaffected, but her misty eyes gave her away. 

Highmuster swooped Glinda up the moment she was back on her feet, as Larena stepped over to Elphaba, giving her a hug with a kiss on the cheek. 

“We still are going to have a conversation, you and I, not on your wedding day, but soon.” Larena said sternly. “But, I mean this wholeheartedly, welcome to our family… officially.” Larena finished, unable to fight off the smile that stretched her face. 

“I look forward to a lifetime of you humbling me, Momsie.” Elphaba chuckled, reaching for Mellie, who while she looked concerned by the loud noises had thus far refrained from crying. 

“This will be the last night of Mimzy babysitting services, just so you're both aware.” Larena said firmly.

Highmuster still held Glinda in a tight embrace, swaying them side to side as they softly cried on each other.

“You did it, for real this time.” Highmuster whispered into his daughter's hair. Glinda nodded against his shoulder before breaking away and turning immediately to Liir who stood awkwardly, anxiously fiddling with his jacket sleeves.

“Liiry… We did it!” Glinda said excitedly. 

Liir beamed up at Glinda and rushed into her open arms. Only startling a little bit when she lifted him, struggling to settle him on her hip.

“Oz, you’re getting too big, I can barely lift you anymore.” Glinda pouted. “I thought I told you to stop doing that.” 

“Momsie! You’re married! To Mama!” Liir said excitedly.

“I am! I couldn’t have done it without your help!” Glinda trilled, scrunching her nose at Liir.

“If I wasn’t so overwhelmed with how happy I am, I would point out that I’m pretty sure we agreed on not forcing our children to perform magic for us in that legally binding contract of yours.” Elphaba cut in, leaning slightly against Glinda’s side with Mellie babbling away against her shoulder.

“Firstly, we have yet to sign that contract so it’s not official yet. Secondly, I did not force him, I asked him if he would like to.” Glinda huffed defiantly.

“Yeah! She said it’s not my job to be her magic slave, it’s yours!” Liir defended. 

Glinda’s cheeks burned as Elphaba’s brow slowly raised at her.

“Oh, is that so, Missus Upland-Thropp?” 

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Chapter Ten

Glinda had barely seen Elphaba. They were swarmed the moment the staff began pulling out the chairs. Her heart longed to be close to Elphaba, but another distant relative was holding her tight and babbling away. Surely, Elphaba was overreacting by getting her entire extended family to the safety of the Emerald Castle.

Glinda wanted nothing more than to make sure Elphie was okay. This was a lot for her, she couldn’t imagine what it was doing to Elphaba. She felt a hand on her wrist, and looked down to find Liir. 

“Sorry to interrupt. Mama needs you.” Liir said, politely.

“My sweetest boy. If you’ll excuse me it appears my new wife requires my attention.” Glinda chirped with a giggle, letting Liir pull her away.

“Is Mama okay?” Glinda asked as Liir pulled her out of the throne room into the hall. Elphaba was leaning against the wall with one foot perched on the wall behind her. 

Elphaba was lost in conversation with Fiyero, Crope and Chuffrey, holding a cigar in her hand casually. 

“She’s fine. You looked like you needed help.” Liir shrugged.

“Smart lad.” She grinned at him. “Oz, Liir. That’s my wife.” Glinda squeezed Liir’s shoulder, never taking her eyes off Elphaba. “How lucky am I?” 

“Depends what mood she's in.” Liir shrugged. “Right now? Pretty lucky.”

Glinda’s loud laugh drew the attention of the smoking gang. Elphaba’s face lit up the moment she saw Glinda.

“Excuse me, gentleman, but I finally have a chance to steal a moment with my wife.” Elphaba placed her cigar in the ashtray in Chuffrey’s hand.

“Might as well take it with you, you’re already going to taste like it.” Glinda said with mock annoyance.

Elphaba smiled, placing the cigar in her mouth and nodding at the men.

“Gentleman.” 

“Take it easy on her stud, she has a whole meal and reception to get through.” Crope called after them.

“Don’t worry about little old me Crope, I assure you I can handle it.” Glinda said with a wink over at him.

“Liir, do you mind if I steal Mama away for myself for a few clock-ticks?” Glinda ran a hand through his hair. 

“Nope, do you want me to stand guard so no one bothers you?” Liir asked.

“I think we will be okay. You could annoy Fiyero for me while we are away.” Glinda shrugged.

Liir nodded like he was given an important mission and made his way over to the group of still smoking men. Glinda easily fell into step beside Elphaba.

“You’re a bad influence.” Elphaba smiled.

“Me? No! I just gave those boys a chance to bond without the pressure of trying to bond. I’m kind.” Glinda defended. 

“Uh huh. If you say so.” 

Glinda looked over her shoulder to make sure no one was looking before pushing Elphaba into a random unoccupied room. 

The room appeared to have once been someone’s office. It was kept clean over time but the lack of decor or anything other than a desk and chairs gave away its abandoned status.

“You look too damn hot for your own good. You have no idea how wild you make me when you wear a suit.” Glinda growled pushing Elphaba against a wall beside the door. 

“Miss Upland-Thropp, I believe we are supposed to wait until the guests have retired for the night before consummating the marriage.” Elphaba cackled.

Glinda paused, looking over Elphaba leaning so casually, so relaxed, against the wall.

“Here’s how tonight is going to go. It’s the last night Momsie is watching Mellie and it’s our wedding night so we are going to make the absolute most of it…” Glinda plucked the cigar from Elphaba’s hand, never breaking eye contact as she took a slow drag, never allowing her face to show her disgust. She blew the smoke out slowly.

“Fuck, Glinda.” Elphaba squeezed her thighs together as Glinda grinned knowingly.

“First, you’re going to enjoy this cigar while I enjoy you with my mouth. Then we’re going to go back in there-”

“Wait, you skipped over the part where I get to enjoy you.” Elphaba said, taking a drag from the cigar Glinda held to her lips.

“If you're good, I’ll consider letting you later tonight.” Glinda grinned mischievously, taking another slow drag, feeling the harsh burn in her lungs before leaning into Elphaba. 

Elphaba groaned as Glinda’s lips parted against her own, the smoke curling around them. Elphaba parted her own lips, inhaling the smoke from Glinda’s lungs as their tongues met in the middle. 

Glinda couldn’t help the giggle as she felt Elphaba shiver under her.

“Cold, darling?” Glinda teased.

Elphaba plucked the cigar from Glinda’s hand and threw it to the ground, grinding it out with her foot.

“Hey, destruction of property! Also, I know how much he pays for those exotic cigars.”

“I don’t care, I need you. Now.” 

Elphaba’s hands were on her hips, pushing her back towards the desk.

“No, no. You don’t get to see me until this dress comes off, or you’ll miss the whole ensemble I have on under it for you.” 

“I’ll see half now and half later, that's fine.” Elphaba’s mouth closed around the sensitive part of Glinda’s neck, as Glinda bumped into the desk.

“Elphie! I had a plan, don’t ruin it!” Glinda groaned.

“Was the plan to look so incredibly sexy that I immediately strip you out of it and have my way with you?” 

“...yes.” 

“Congratulations baby, mission accomplished.” Elphaba growled, flipping Glinda around suddenly causing the blonde to gasp. 

Glinda’s hands landed flat on the desk to catch herself. Elphaba’s hand came between her shoulder blades, pushing her lower. 

“I’m willing to bet you’re already so wet for me.” Elphaba purred, grinding up against Glinda’s ass.

“Elphie-” Glinda moaned, feeling Elphaba’s hands slip slowly from her hips to her thighs. Elphaba pulled the snug skirt of Glinda’s wedding dress up until it rested at her hips.

Elphaba sucked a breath in through her teeth looking down at Glinda, who swayed her hips gently. The contrast of the black lace against her pale skin, the matching garters high up on her thigh connected to the garter belt around her waist.

“Lurline, Galinda. You are going to be the death of me. So fucking hot.” Elphaba’s hand ran over the curve of Glinda’s ass. 

“Elphie… I know we don’t have a lot of time, but I want you to fuck me. We just got married, I want to feel you inside me. I need it, Elphie please.” Glinda’s voice grew more desperate as she pushed her ass back against Elphaba. 

“Well, you see, I wasn’t aware I was getting married today so I didn’t cut my nails.” Elphaba teased.

“No… Elphie. I want you to feel yourself inside me. I want you to feel me come undone around you. Fuck, Elphie, I want you to finish inside me.” Glinda’s rant cut off by her own moan.

“Wait. You want me to use the spell… on myself?” Elphaba asked. 

“Oz, yes please. I want you to fuck me in your sexy suit-” Glinda was lost in her own hightened state of arousal. 

“Glinda, honey… you’re not on birth control, we don’t have condoms…”

“It’s one time Elphaba please, darling please.”

“My sweet, it only takes once.” Elphaba chuckled.

“I don’t care, Elphie! I need it.” 

“You will when you're not this turned on.” Elphaba chuckled.

“If it happens, Elphaba, then Lurline decided it was meant to be.”

“You don’t want to carry children Glinda, you made that very clear.”

Glinda’s hand slammed down on the table as she desperately whined.

“Elphaba, for the love of all things. You have me bent over a desk, begging and you want to have a discussion about this? If you put a baby in me, I would carry it, I would love them. I would make you stay home and take care of me. Now please. Elphie.”

Halfway through Glinda’s rant Elphaba had already begun the spell. Elphaba looked down at the clear bulge in her pants, tilting her head at how odd it felt, as Glinda was still trying to reassure her she was okay with the risk of pregnancy.

Elphaba waited until Glinda twitched her hips back towards Elphaba again, before grinding her bulge against the plush curve of Glinda’s ass. 

Glinda answered with a moan and pushed herself back into Elphaba desperately, showing that she felt it. The sensation was new to Elphaba, feeling a part of her straining to get free. It wasn’t painful but it was uncomfortable. However, the feeling of Glinda grinding on her was overwhelming. The action sent sparks of pleasure shooting up her spine, her answering thrust was more of a reaction than a conscious thought. 

“Glinda… it’s…”

“I know. Wait until you’re inside me darling.” Glinda moaned. 

Elphaba stepped back to release the addition to her body, suddenly feeling unsure as she sprung free.

“Glinda… I don’t want to hurt you.” Elphaba said, a furrow in her brow. 

“You’re that big huh?” Glinda chuckled, attempting to look over her shoulder. “I can take it, Elphie. Just go easy on me, it has been a while.” 

Elphaba watched Glinda as she slowly unclipped her garter belt and slid her panties down. Elphaba felt the heavy weight at the apex of her thighs twitch as if it had a mind of its own at the view in front of her.

“Elphie, feel me. Touch me. Feel how bad I want you.” Glinda’s hips swayed invitingly. 

Elphaba moved to her knees behind Glinda, spreading her open before trailing her tongue between the already wet folds. Glinda whimpered at the feeling of finally being touched but not nearly enough. Pushing herself back harder against Elphaba’s face.

“Elphaba, please don't tease. They will come looking- ah!” 

Elphaba’s tongue explored as if mapping out uncharted territory, swiping at the familiar wetness, collecting it like her favorite nectar. Glinda’s hands tightened around the edge of the desk. 

“Fuck, Elphie. You're so good. You feel so good.” Glinda whined, her hips moving to chase the feeling of Elphaba's tongue.

Elphaba's lips sealed around Glinda's sensitive clit, sucking in quick intense pulses. The answering deep groan to Glinda's cries, sent shivers through her body. 

“Your mouth is fucking amazing, Elphie. Oz, yes. Please… I need you inside me. I want you to feel me cum around you. Elphie please.” Glinda gasped.

“Glinda, I want to make you cum in my mouth first, I don't want to hurt-”

“Lurline, Elphaba! I can feel myself dripping. You did it. I'm ready. Now please, fuck your wife.” 

“You'll tell me if-”

“Oh, for the love of all things.” Glinda shot up from the desk, turning on Elphaba and pushed her back onto the desk. 

“This must be part of that insufferable part I was talking about in my vows. Oh my, Yes, Elphie, you are big.” Glinda paused, running her hand along the length of Elphaba’s cock. “And I appreciate you wanting to make sure I'm ready for you. This isn't my first time dearest, if I say I'm ready, I'm ready. Now you fumbled the control I so graciously let you have.” Glinda sighed dramatically.

Glinda climbed on the desk, kissing the tip just to hear Elphaba's sharp intake of breath.

“Which is a shame, I think you would have loved fucking me bent over a desk. Alas, this is why I have to be in control,” Glinda paused as she straddled Elphaba's hips. “Because darling, you think too much.” Glinda finished, before lining herself up with Elphaba.

“Are you ready darling? I promise you won’t last long.” Glinda chuckled. 

Elphaba's eyes widened and flicked down to where Glinda hovered over her. She licked her lips slowly, her forehead creasing.

“Elphie, you're overthinking.” Glinda said softer this time. “Do you want to fuck me?” Glinda asked.

“I'm just nervous. I do want y- Fuck!” Elphaba groaned, her head falling back as Glinda slowly sank onto her.

Glinda's hands fell to Elphaba's shoulders; bracing herself, her lips parted in a silent exhale. Glinda's brows pulled together in concentration.

“Are you okay?” Elphaba asked as Glinda paused halfway on her descent.

“Yes. Give me a moment, I'm adjusting.” Glinda whispered.

“Am I hurting-” Elphaba's words were cut off by Glinda's hand over her mouth.

“Unless you want to tell me how I feel stretched around your cock, stop talking.” Glinda removed her hand to place it back on Elphaba's shoulder. 

Elphaba brought her hands to Glinda's hips. Glinda closed her eyes and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as Elphaba pulled her hips back before thrusting back softly. Despite her overwhelming urge to push herself deeper, she carefully maintained the same depth. Glinda's moan at the sensation encouraged her to repeat the action.

“I know you're out of practice, darling. But you made it seem like you're something of a professional. If I'm too big for you…” Elphaba paused as Glinda's eyes flashed open with the fire of being challenged burning in the chestnut brown orbs.

“Too big for me? You are pretty sure of yourself aren't you?” Glinda growled. “Maybe what I need is my wife to just take me-” Glinda fell forward, her lips parted as Elphaba thrust into her a little harder. Glinda's hands gripping the jacket of Elphaba's suit desperately.

“You are a small woman, I won't judge you dear. Not everyone can be a size queen.” Elphaba teased.

On Elphaba's next thrust, Glinda pushed down to meet her, almost taking all of her. Elphaba threw her head back with a groan that sounded a lot more like a growl.

“Oz, Elphie. I feel so full.” Glinda gasped as she circled her hips, in a soft slow rhythm. 

Elphaba's hands tightened on Glinda's hips, grasping as if physically holding herself back. The set of her clenched jaw. Glinda knew that it was overwhelming to feel this for the first time. She remembered how she could barely contain herself thrusting into Elphaba's warmth. Yet, her Elphie, the picture of self-control somehow held back. Her jaw clenched and hands tightened against the material of her wedding dress. Glinda wanted nothing more in that moment than to break Elphaba's self-control. 

“You feel so good, Elphie. You're so big, I don't think I've ever felt so filled-” Glinda said in a breathy whisper.

“You're performing. Why are you performing?” Elphaba asked, eyes narrowing on the blonde riding her with a slow measured rhythm. 

“Oz, Elphie. Because you're supposed to be fucking your new wife, in her wedding dress. The polite thing to do would be to lose control of yourself here, darling. You're making me feel like I'm losing my touch.” Glinda grumbled.

“I can't, darling. If I do I could hurt you and you feel so fucking good, I'm going to finish way too fast.” Elphaba groaned.

“How good do I feel, Elphie? Tell me.” Glinda's breath stuttered, as she moved her hand to rub slow circles around her own clit.

“So good. You're so tight, it feels like your body is trying to pull me in and hold me there. So warm and wet,” Elphaba paused, groaning at the breathy sounds coming from Glinda. “I can feel you everywhere all at once, completely surrounded by you. Like coming home after a long day, like I was made for this. Like there is nothing else outside of this feeling, this moment.” 

“You're so poetic, darling.” Glinda panted, her hips moving at a quicker pace. “And I absolutely adore you. You're perfect to me. I love you deeply, my darling. But, what I need from you right now is to let go. I want to feel you take everything you want from me. Now, fuck me properly! Yes!” Glinda shouted as Elphaba thrust up into her, using her grip on Glinda's hips to pull her into each of the hard thrusts. 

“Yes! Just like that, Elphie!” Glinda shouted, her hands falling to Elphaba's shoulders, nails digging into the material of her jacket.

Elphaba couldn't speak, only primal grunts escaping her as she let herself push into Glinda's welcoming warmth. It was all consuming, a pleasure so good her body demanded more. Glinda's wanton moans and desperate cries only added to the building excitement. Elphaba's brain could only focus on the burning need to create more friction, to feel Glinda around her. Glinda seemed to impossibly tighten around her, or was she growing inside Glinda? 

Elphaba wasn't able to form a single coherent thought.  She could hear Glinda but not focus on the words that tumbled from her lips. Nothing else in the world seemed to exist, just the feeling of Glinda taking her hard and deep in a steady rhythm, building a tension in Elphaba's body steadily. 

Glinda couldn't help the loud desperate sounds coming from her as Elphaba finally let go and was using Glinda's body to chase her orgasm. The rough deep thrusts filled Glinda so completely, pushing her closer and closer to her own release. Elphaba's grunts added to the desire building in Glinda's core.

“Elphie! You're going to make me cum!” Glinda screamed, feeling herself clench around the hardness inside her. The waves crashed around her, a scream echoing out from the deepest part of her, Elphaba's rhythmic thrusts never faltering or slowing. 

“Elphie!” Glinda screamed, head falling forward, lost in everything that was her wife chasing that explosive release. Glinda's body greedily spasming around her, begging for her to release her desire inside the warm welcoming walls.

Elphaba's thrusts lost their rhythm as the tension in Elphaba's body threatened to break. Glinda could feel her spiral, could feel how close she was. Glinda looked up through hooded eyes, into the cloudy green orbs she loved so much.

“Give it to me, Elphie. Cum for me.” Glinda said through breathless pants.

Glinda didn't know if she ever saw Elphaba so unguarded in all her life, and she was confident it was the most beautiful sight she had ever beheld. Elphaba's mouth fell open in a silent cry as she twitched and exploded deep inside Glinda. Her eyes clenched shut and face twisting in her release. The sound came after the first streams painted Glinda's walls. A string of grunts and curse words tumbled from her lips before her entire body fell limp, hands dropping from Glinda's hips. The only sound remaining was her labored breathing.

“You are a dream Elphaba Upland-Thropp. That was so fucking hot.” Glinda whispered reverently, as she adjusted, sliding Elphaba from her, until she laid against her side. “Though you might want to take this away before we go back in there, people will ask questions.” Glinda giggled, kissing Elphaba's cheek.

“I think I'm just going to nap. That was… insane.” Elphaba huffed.

“No, you are not permitted to have a nap just yet. Woman up, you had an orgasm now, come have dinner with your wife and celebrate finally getting married with all the people that love us.” Glinda kissed Elphaba's cheek one last time before sitting up and looking for her discarded panties.

“I can't move, everything's heavy.” Elphaba groaned. 

Glinda rolled her eyes, finding what she was looking for and quickly fixing herself, looking for something to check her reflection in. 

“Keep it then. It could be fun to feel you getting hard for me while I'm grinding all over you on the dance floor. But I'm leaving you to explain it to whoever asks questions.” Glinda purred, coming over to tuck Elphaba into her clothes. 

Elphaba hissed as Glinda's hand wrapped around her cock. Elphaba's body jolted up to support her weight on her elbows.

“Oh don't be dramatic.” Glinda teased, patting Elphaba's crotch with a grin after refastening her pants. 

“Elphie…” Glinda said suddenly, watching Elphaba as she used her magic on herself again. “Did you happen to silence the room or did all our wedding guests just listen to me screaming for you?” 

Elphaba didn't answer, instead just staring straight ahead as a blush crept up her cheeks.

“Good… good.” Glinda sighed, taking a deep breath. “Well, I suppose it's time to face it.” Glinda smiled, offering a hand to Elphaba.

***

“There you two are. Everyone has been waiting for you to start the meal. Oz, Glinda. You know, most people wait until after the reception to consummate the marriage.” Larena chastised as she fussed over her dress. 

“Oh, Larena, the girl has waited long enough to marry her, she couldn't wait any damn clock-ticks longer. Don't forget to pay Chuffrey!” Highmuster laughed, kissing his daughter's cheek.

“Thanks Popsicle… wait, pay Chuffrey for what?” Glinda asked.

“Nothing for you to worry about, dear.” Larena grumbled, moving on to Elphaba's suit.

“You had a bet didn't you?” Elphaba deadpanned.

“Forgive me for thinking you two could hold off at least until the reception.” Larena shot.

“Chuffrey is going to make so much money tonight.” Highmuster said, nearly doubling over in laughter.

“Momsie! I can't believe you.” Glinda gasped.

“Alright, alright let's go take our seats. You two right up front.” Larena waved at them.

“Where's Liir?” Elphaba asked. 

“With us. Now listen to me, both of you. You just got married, tonight Highmuster and I will have both kids. You two just enjoy this. I specifically request it.” Larena asked.

“Thank you, Momsie. Please tell my son that he still owes me a dance!” Glinda called out while pulling Elphaba ahead to the tables set up. 

The stars were shining even brighter for the meal. Glinda winked at Liir as they walked past his table. Liir waved excitedly from his spot next to Fiyero. Glinda led them to the table set up under the willow trees in front of their audience.

“Are we supposed to eat with everyone staring at us?” Elphaba whispered as she reached for Glinda's chair to pull it out for her.

“Basically. Have you never been to a wedding, Elphie?” Glinda asked as she took her seat.

“What about my life makes you think I've been invited to any weddings?” Elphaba laughed, sitting next to her.

“Well, I would have invited you to my last one, but you were dead at the time.” Glinda teased.

“Uh huh.” Elphaba chuckled.

A member of the staff stopped by their table with two glasses filled with an amber liquid. 

“Compliments of Lord Chuffrey.” He said, placing the glasses in front of them. “One of the older vintage scotches.” 

Glinda looked amongst the crowd until she spotted Chuffrey, pointing him out to Elphaba, before they raised their glasses in thanks.

“How did you even manage to pull off a full wedding in a day?” Elphaba asked, leaning closer to Glinda.

“I have my ways, darling.” Glinda replied, her eyes sparkling in the starlight. 

Elphaba was taken by just how beautiful Glinda was, not for the first time, but it never seemed to fade. When Glinda looked at her in that special way, it always seemed to freeze Elphaba’s world and she could do nothing but sit there and stare at the woman that she could finally say was her wife.

The sudden cacophony of clinking of glasses startled Elphaba. Her brow furrowed as she looked over the assembled crowd. The clinking got louder as more people joined in.

“We have to kiss now.” Glinda explained, pulling Elphaba's attention back to her.

“What? Like, yes, I will kiss you but, why?” Elphaba asked, confused.

“Because they are telling us to, with the glasses.” Glinda giggled leaning into Elphaba.

“Why do they get to tell us when to kiss?”

“Oh, darling. Weddings are performances. We are the show tonight.” Glinda explained, leaning in and kissing Elphaba slowly. The crowd hooted and hollered at getting what they wanted.

Glinda giggled as she broke the kiss and glanced at Elphaba's confused expression. She cupped her cheek, smiling at her lovingly.

“You're going to kiss me a lot tonight, darling.” Glinda giggled.

“Not just tonight, I would hope.” Elphaba murmured. 

Crope and Chuffrey had appeared at their table carrying a book of parchments. Crope was almost giddy in his excitement.

“Okay,  so we are going to play a game while they prepare to bring out entrees. I just need to quiz you two.” Crope said, his smile wide.

“Why?” Elphaba said flatly.

“To see how well our guests know us darling.” Glinda laughed. “Drink up, my love, it will make this part easier.” Glinda encouraged Elphaba.

After writing their answers word for word Crope nodded to Chuffrey, who took his place on Elphaba's side of the table and called for the attention of the crowd.

“Good evening, everyone. I would have liked to thank you for coming to celebrate the love of these two, but I know that you didn't have much of a choice.” Chuffrey announced. The crowd laughed.

“We have prepared a couple little games while we wait for the meal. We have grilled the new wives, and got all the juicy details here.” Crope added placing a hand on Glinda's shoulder.

“Let's see how well you know them. Should we start with the easiest one?” Chuffrey asked giggling.

“First one I think we all know, where did they meet?” Crope asked, holding out his arms to the crowd.

A chorus of the answer “Shiz” was shouted back at them. The men nodded. Elphaba looked over at Glinda who was already staring at her lovingly. Elphaba's annoyed edge faltered at the look of pure joy radiating off Glinda. 

“Alright for this next one we are going to do a show of hands. Who initiated the first kiss? Raise your hand if you believe it was Elphaba.” Chuffrey placed a hand on Elphaba's shoulder looking out to the audience. A number of hands came up in the audience. 

“Oh, this is interesting. They have faith in you, Elphaba!” Crope said excitedly. Glinda beamed at Elphaba, who was already blushing hard.

“Misguided, obviously.” Glinda muttered.

“Let me hear some thoughts on this. Why do you believe it was Elphaba?” Crope asked one of Glinda's distant relatives.

“She seems like she is more in control, it just makes sense.” The blonde woman replied.

Glinda snorted, resting her head on Elphaba's shoulder.

“Shows how much they know. Clearly I'm in control here.” Glinda purred against Elphaba's neck. 

Elphaba grinned, resting her head against Glinda's while a debate ensued in the audience about why they chose either Elphaba or Glinda. 

“Momsie, what about you? Do you have the inside scoop?” Crope asked. 

Glinda and Larena made eye contact, Larena trying to read the answer from her daughter's eyes. 

“I don't actually have the inside scoop. I know it had to be Glinda. She's very demanding when there is something, or someone she wants.” Larena said, smiling at Glinda's hand to her chest in mock offense. 

“I know the story!” Liir announced excitedly. 

Elphaba placed her face in her hands and groaned. Glinda giggled, bumping her shoulder with Elphaba’s. 

“He's going to tell everyone how I took advantage of you.” Elphaba muttered through her hands.

“I threw myself at you.” Glinda giggled, kissing Elphaba's temple.

“You were drunk.” Elphaba reminded her.

“Nice! So, Liir who kissed who first? Tell us all the gossip.” Crope winked at him, in his place between Fiyero and Larena. 

“Momsie kissed Mama, back in Shiz.” Liir said matter-of-factly. 

Fiyero's brows furrowed as he looked up at the women, trying to work out the timeline this could have happened.

“Sorry, ‘Yero. I couldn't resist.” Glinda shrugged, causing a laugh from the crowd. 

“Jeez, I didn't expect an infidelity scandal so early in the night.” Crope teased.

“I can't believe I'm finding out over a decade later.” Fiyero shot back, hand over his chest as if he had been wounded.

“Coming from the man who literally left me at our engagement party for the same woman.” Glinda shot playfully.

“I would very much like to not be involved in this conversation.” Elphaba groaned, causing a rumbling of laughter from the audience. 

“Over ten year-old drama, I love it.” Crope laughed.

“Alright, alright. Next question.” Chuffrey chuckled, reigning it in before things got too out of hand. “Who said I love you first? Raise your hand if you think it was Elphaba.” No one raised their hand.

“They lost what little faith they had in you, poor Elphaba.” Crope laughed, drawing a fake tear down his face. Elphaba just shrugged.

“Liir, do you know?” Chuffrey asked.

“I was there! In the room we stayed in when Momsie found us. Momsie said she was in love with Mama, I remember.” Liir answered.

“Actually, back in Shiz, I said I think I might be in love with her and then she had said she knew she was in love with me, so I think Elphie might have this one.” Glinda giggled.

The game continued with Glinda effortlessly charming the crowd while also encouraging Elphaba to drink as much as she could. Glinda made sure that her glass was never empty and by the time the food arrived, Elphaba was not nervous anymore.

“Eat something, my love.” Glinda whispered sweetly, watching Elphaba push the meal across her plate with her fork.

“It's meat. I don't eat meat.” Elphaba whispered back.

“It better not be meat, I was very clear.” Glinda leaned onto Elphaba's shoulder, looking at Elphaba's plate.

Elphaba was snorting in her laughter and Glinda slowly looked up at her flushed and laughing wife.

“It's tofu, Elphie. Are you messing with me?” Glinda asked, a fond smile stretching her face.

“ I was very clear. ” Elphaba repeated in a deep voice.

“Oh! You're making fun of me. On our wedding day no less. Is my voice that deep, Elphie?” Glinda feigned shock and giggled.

“That's your angry voice.” Elphaba nodded.

“Is it?” 

“I've decided.” Elphaba said with another snorting giggle.

Glinda tilted her head as she looked over Elphaba, she was leaning back in her chair. The stars reflecting in her green eyes made the gold flecks more prominent. The dusting of her freckles was evident in the lighting as well. She looked young and carefree. She looked like a distant memory that Glinda had thought she would never see again. 

“You're happy. Drunk, but happy.” Glinda observed.

“Am I supposed to not be happy?” Elphaba giggled. “I just got married. Me! Can you believe it? I got married and I didn't even settle! I got to marry the woman of my dreams in real life. How wild is that?” 

Glinda couldn't help but giggle at Elphaba's enthusiasm. The audience had begun clinking their glasses again and for the first time that evening Elphaba didn't look around the room like this was the dumbest tradition. This time, her arm came around Glinda's neck, sloppily pulling the blonde towards her and kissing her like there was no one else in the room.

Glinda smiled brightly as she broke away from Elphie's heavy grip. 

“Please eat something. Must I feed you like our baby?” Glinda teased.

This made Elphaba break out into snorts and giggles again. Glinda couldn't help but gaze lovingly, gathering a bite of Elphaba's food on her fork.

“I don't know about you, but I'm starving. I guess I could eat yours too.” Glinda teased.

“Hey, they are about to start speeches but-” Fiyero began.

“My son!” Elphaba exclaimed, reaching for Liir. 

“So… Mama is a little drunk,” Glinda smiled innocently at Fiyero. 

“Mama, you drank too much!” Liir lectured, as he let Elphaba pull him to her lap. 

“No no. Momsie gave me too much.” Elphaba teased.

“I'll accept that. Just wanted to help take the edge off.” Glinda shrugged.

“This should be fun.” Fiyero scoffed. “Liir just wanted to come see you quickly before they started those-”

“He can stay can't he? The Gale Force won't arrest us for keeping him with us?” Elphaba asked, tightening her arms around Liir.

“Do you want to sit up here in front of everyone, Liir? Mama and I are going to kiss a lot.” Glinda warned.

“I know. It's okay. I want to be with you.” 

“I can get him a chair.” Elphaba went to get up, but was abruptly halted by Glinda's hand on her arm.

“The staff can get him a chair.” Glinda said, waving down a member of the staff. 

“Try to get her to eat.” Glinda whispered to Liir, before kissing his head.

“Okay, they are about to start. Come on, Liir.” Larena said as she approached.

“He's going to stay.” Glinda said casually.

Larena froze for a moment looking over them, tilting her head.

“But…” Larena began.

“Unless you want to try to pry him out of the drunk witch's arms.” Glinda shrugged. As if to prove Glinda's point, Elphaba pulled Liir closer to her. 

Larena nodded, accepting defeat, before shooing Fiyero back to the table. Glinda smiled brightly at the crowd as Chuffrey and Crope called everyone's attention back to them.

“You'll have to forgive us, I may have given my wife too much to drink.” Glinda began, earning herself a boisterous roar of laughter. “But Liir's going to help me keep an eye on her.” Glinda teased with a wink directed back at him.

The speeches went as Glinda had expected. Members of her family shared their experiences of Glinda in childhood, painting a picture of Glinda's desire to play rough sports and play in the dirt with the boys, much to Larena's disapproval, to her teenage years where she shifted into her socialite ways. Complete with their well-wishes for their future as a married couple. Glinda spent most of it smiling politely and breathing a sigh of relief as Liir ensured his mother ate her meal.

When Dulcibear stood up, Glinda immediately reached for Elphaba's hand and squeezed it.

“Hello, for those who don't know me yet, my name is Dulcibear. I was Elphaba's childhood nanny and probably the only being in this room that knew Elphaba as a child.” Dulci paused as she locked eyes with Elphaba.  

Elphaba squeezed Glinda's hand back, as she took a deep breath, preparing herself. Glinda leaned into her side and brushed a few braids back. 

“We're here. You have us.” Glinda whispered. 

“I won't talk about all the events that she had to overcome to get here, I think we all know the environment was less than favorable. Elphaba has always been a dreamer. Some of you may find that hard to believe, with the sarcasm she hides behind now, but she always had the biggest dreams. Elphaba knew from a young age that she would change the world. She has always been a social justice warrior, from the time she was just a cub, she would do everything in her power to ensure everyone was treated fairly.” Dulci paused and a far away look fell over her eyes, remembering or perhaps reliving the awful consequences that always seemed to befall Elphaba despite her best intentions. “Elphaba was kind and loving and always looking for someone to truly see her. She was the life of the Animal parties I would often sneak her to… I know, it sounds like I'm making it up, but maybe you will see a glimpse of that girl tonight.” 

The crowd chuckled. Elphaba's face burned but as she ducked her head, Glinda hummed and nuzzled into her.

“I hope we do.” Glinda whispered.

“Then there was Shiz and with Shiz came Miss Galinda!” Dulci continued.

“That's me!” Glinda cheered. The crowd applauded.

“I just happened to be going through some of Elphaba’s things I had managed to hold on to before Glinda collected them. I'm so glad I brought them with me. Now, Elphaba often wrote home. While Frex didn't particularly care, I would read them all to keep up-to-date with Elphaba's college life. I wasn't permitted to write back, however, I got to silently watch this wonderful love story unfold. I wanted to share some excerpts of those letters with you today.” Dulci said, chuckling at the loud cheers.

“Oh, Oz.” Elphaba groaned.

“ My dear father,

There's been some confusion over rooming here at Shiz. But of course I will care for Nessa. For I know that’s how you’d want me to respond. There's been some confusion for you see my roommate is… well, blonde. ”

The audience broke into loud laughter, as Glinda executed a perfect ‘toss toss’ before beaming over at Elphaba. 

“ I am thoroughly convinced this girl has been sent by Lurline to make me pay for my sins. She is completely obnoxious. What full grown woman sleeps with so much light? Why does everything smell like strawberries and roses? Who has a seventy-five step skin care routine? I don't think I've seen her open a book. I'm not convinced she knows how to read. ”

“Ouuu!” The crowd responded. Glinda raised an eyebrow at Elphaba, but her grin displayed there was no real hurt there. Elphaba shrugged.

“ Galinda is still mostly awful… but I think I heard her crying last night. It sounded like it anyway. I didn't know what to do or say. I feel bad. Not that she deserves my empathy, she hates me as much as I do her… but no one wants to be alone in their sadness. I have gotten used to the light and at least the smell is a rather pleasant one. ”

“ I have a sneaking suspicion that Galinda is secretly smart. Of course she is. It seems she does everything perfectly. She is everything perfect and it is obnoxious. No one should be that pretty, that good at sports, and now intelligent? How is that even fair? Although, there is something really wrong with her… she skipped fourteen steps of her skin care routine. Unless she just realized how silly it is. ”

Glinda placed a hand over her heart and stretched to kiss Elphaba's cheek. The crowd hummed ‘how sweet’ and ‘so cute’. 

“And of course, this last letter I received before the story you all know so well…

Galinda was kind to Nessa today. Nessa is really excited. She asked me to be kinder to Galinda. I tried to talk to her but she was really excited about a party she is going to with the Prince… She invited me to go as well. Why would she do that? She also gave me this really nice hat. I like it a lot, but it doesn't make a lot of sense to me. Was I always the problem? Has Galinda only been retaliating against me? I've decided I should start with a kind gesture back. I am penning this letter quickly before heading to talk to Morrible. Maybe I can get Galinda into my sorcery classes, she would really like that. Wouldn't it be something if the prettiest and most popular girl in school was my first friend? ”

“Elphie… Oz.” Glinda said softly, wiping tears from her own eyes.

“So, I just wanted to say congratulations, Elphaba! On finally marrying the prettiest and most popular girl in school.” 

The audience erupted into applause as Dulci took her seat. Elphaba looked over at Glinda, with her chin resting atop Liir's head. Elphaba didn't say anything with words, but the look in her eyes filled Glinda completely. 

The speeches continued, tears were shed, all the while Liir curled into a swaying Elphaba. Finally, it was announced that the staff were going to clear the room to start the reception. 

Elphaba wasn't quite sure how but as they got swarmed, she was separated from Glinda again. People kept hugging her and pulling her over to another person. Until finally she was saved by Crope who led her to Chuffrey’s office.

In the office they held a mini-party with Crope, Chuffrey, Sapphira, Fiyero and her. Chuffrey’s desk was lined with various alcohols and cigars in a buffet-style setup. 

Elphaba had lost count of the drinks and cigars she had, but she found herself sprawled out on the couch, her head resting on Chuffrey's lap and feet crossed over Sapphira’s lap. Her tie loosened and the top three buttons of her shirt undone. 

“So, we're all men here… well except Elphaba and Sapphira.” Crope began.

“I could be a gentleman and Elphaba looks pretty dapper in that suit.” Sapphira laughed before sipping her drink.

“Perfect. Since this is the gentleman's lounge, and there are no children or the parents of the bride, I think it's safe to talk about adult themes.” Crope attempted.

“I'm not giving you details about my sex life.” Elphaba slurred.

“Drink up honey, and I'm sure you will.” Crope chuckled.

“Am I the only one in this room who hasn't fucked Glinda?” Saph asked suddenly.

“It's never too late.” Fiyero laughed.

“I think you might be.” Elphaba replied.

“To be fair, I had her when she was still new and shy. You guys probably have better stories than me.” Crope pointed out.

“We only slept together a handful of times before we figured out that I would never be into it.” Chuffrey shrugged.

“I bet Elphaba has more than made up for it.” Crope laughed.

“Well… I am very into it.” Elphaba defended, causing the group to laugh.

“So we've all heard.” Fiyero said with a roll of his eyes.

“So you two have a kid together, but you also almost married Glinda… isn't that weird? Like how do you even navigate that?” Saph asked.

“I say, threesome. A Thropple Thrupple if you will. There, fixed it for you.” Crope laughed.

“That’s what I keep saying!” Fiyero deadpanned.

“I don't share well.” Elphaba giggled.

“Okay, who was the best sexual partner you ever had? Chuffrey is exempt from this question for obvious reasons.” Crope asked.

“No one here will know mine, but this girl back in Gillikin.” Saph shrugged.

“Elphaba.” Fiyero smiled shyly.

“Aw, ‘Yero. I'm flattered.” Elphaba giggled. “But I'm so sorry, Glinda.” 

The room laughed, except Fiyero who only shrugged.

“I had a feeling.” He grinned.

“So, who would you say is the top?” Saph asked. 

“Both of us.” Elphaba shrugged.

“No way, I'm so sure it's Glinny.” Crope replied, lighting a cigar and passing it to Elphaba.

“Glinda is certainly in charge, but we both top.” Elphaba said, accepting the cigar.

The conversation continued dangerously close to being wildly inappropriate for a while, Chuffrey guiding them away from ever crossing that line. Their voices grew louder as the room filled with cigar smoke.

“Does she still do that squeaking thing?” Crope asked.

“Yes! I love it! It's so fucking cute.” Elphaba practically shouted.

“Oh, good. I came at a great time.” Glinda said from the doorway, waving a hand in front of her face from the thickness of the smoke.

“Oh…hi.” Elphaba slurred awkwardly, her cheeks burning.

“Are you sharing all our intimate details with our friends?” Glinda asked with a raised brow.

“...no?” Elphaba said unconvincingly.

This sent Fiyero, Saph and Crope tumbling over laughing. Chuffrey hid his mouth behind his hand.

“What's even happening in here? What are you all doing to my wife? She's all dishevelled!” Glinda couldn't help her grin at Elphaba's furrowed brow and small pout.

“We're just drinking and smoking.” Chuffrey shrugged, attempting to look casual.

“Hmm. I trusted you boys and Saph with my wife, and it appears you have pumped her full of alcohol, and she was already drunk. How are we going to get her through this reception?” Glinda asked.

“I'm right here.” Elphaba deadpanned.

“Yes that may all be true, but how else were we supposed to get the good stuff out of her?” Crope asked. 

“Like what I sound like in bed?” Glinda said, rolling her eyes. “It's not my fault if you all don't remember.” 

“I do.” Elphaba interjected.

“It hasn't been as long for you sweetie, what a couple hours?” Crope laughed.

“Well, how long has it been since-” Elphaba began thoughtfully.

“Elphie, stop letting them bait you.” Glinda sighed, moving to re-button Elphaba's suit.

“No, it's too warm!” Elphaba whined. 

“Yeah, let her take it off. Take it all off!” Crope added.

“Elphie, you are very drunk. Can I get you to drink some water?” Glinda asked sweetly.

“You are very sober, I should be getting you something to drink.” Elphaba countered, attempting to pull Glinda on top of her. Glinda took the glass from Elphaba's hand before she could spill it.

“I have a drink right here.” Glinda laughed, leaning down to place a soft kiss on Elphaba's lips, which she immediately tried to deepen.

“My love, I'm simply not drunk enough to make out on my ex-husband's lap.” Glinda teased.

“Well then keep drinking.” Elphaba responded.

“One of us has to be sober enough to-” Glinda began

“Not at your wedding!” Saph interrupted.

“Clearly, I can’t trust you idiots.” Glinda teased affectionately.

“Come on Glinny, join us. Think of all the sloppy drunk sex you can have tonight.” Crope added.

“Do you ever think of anything else? See, Chuffrey, it's all he thinks about.” Glinda  said pointing at Crope. 

“Darling, drink up.” Chuffrey grinned.

“Fine, screw it, they want a show. Let's give it to them.” Glinda said before downing the entire glass while the rest of the room cheered.

***

Larena was not prepared for the scene she had just walked into. She had expected the smoke that wafted out of Chuffrey's office, the smell of booze, even the overly loud voices of the occupants. 

She had not expected to find a room full of people egging her daughter on as she straddled her dishevelled wife on a couch, with their tongues down each others’ throats. Glinda's hand was resting on Elphaba's bare stomach, where her shirt had ridden up. Her tongue sloppily slid and glided across Elphaba's as Crope and Saph whistled at them and cheered. Fiyero at the very least had the decency to appear like he was disinterested and tried to avert his eyes while Chuffrey stood by his desk pouring new drinks for everyone.

“Galinda Upland! What in Oz-name do you think you're doing?! You're a lady for Lurline's sake!” Larena trilled.

“Aw man, it was just getting good.” Crope groaned.

“Upland-Thropp.” Glinda corrected, not bothering to even move her mouth away from Elphaba's. “And you told me to enjoy my wedding, I'm enjoying it, thank you for the advice.” 

“Yeah she is!” Crope whooped. 

“Bad influence.” Saph chuckled.

“They are going to announce your first dance soon, and you two look like you've been out at a club for three days straight!” Larena cried.

Glinda, unable to help herself, was back to kissing Elphaba, much to Larena's annoyance. She swatted Glinda's arm.

“Get off of her at once. You’ll wrinkle the material! Now, let's go.” Larena chided, pulling Glinda back. “What do you boys think this is, some kind of peep show? Chuffrey, I expected better from you!” 

“I'm just making the drinks, Momsie!” Chuffrey called back.

“Well you made too many! Haven’t you ever heard of a serving limit!” 

A chorus of ‘ouuu’ rang out across the group. 

“Alright, we can handle this. We're going to splash some water on both of your faces. get your clothes straightened up and everything will be just fine.” Larena said mostly to herself.

“Or we could go take a shower.” Glinda winked at Elphaba, from where she was being held up by her mother.

“Yeah, a cold one, alone. If you don't calm your ass down.” Larena warned.

Elphaba laughed even as Glinda pouted. The rest of the gang sat with their heads down, like children scolded.

“You too! Up. Let's go. Bunch of thirty year old women acting like teenagers. I can't believe you two. Up, let's go. What if your son had walked in on that little show!” Larena lectured.

“Your moms intense.” Elphaba whispered as she finally got to her feet next to Glinda.

“I tried to tell you. No one listens to me-” Glinda began.

“March ladies. Let's go. Also, I can hear you!” Larena gestured towards the door sternly.

“Oz! We're going!” Glinda sighed, grabbing Elphaba's hand and pulling her along.

Chapter Text

Chapter Eleven 

“Highmuster, what took you so long?” Larena hissed, pulling him into the washroom. “Leaving me alone with these two drunk children.” 

Highmuster looked around slowly, Elphaba leaned up against a wall, Glinda directly across the room, leaning against that wall. 

“What's happening here?” Highmuster asked, bouncing Mellie softly in his arm. 

“I had to separate them. They are on timeout like the children they are.” Larena grumbled.

“Your wife put her hand in my pants.” Elphaba whispered to Highmuster. 

“Hey! Get your own wife!” Glinda shouted from her spot on the wall.

“I was tucking her shirt in.” Larena sighed.

“Hand! In my pants.” Elphaba continued.

“I can come tuck her shirt in.” Glinda grinned, winking at Elphaba. 

“Yeah, come make sure she did it right.” Elphaba giggled.

“Don't you dare.” Larena pointed a finger in warning. “Do you see what I'm dealing with Highmuster?” 

“It's their wedding… maybe we just let them go at it.” Highmuster shrugged.

“I agree with Popsicle.” Glinda nodded firmly. 

“I am trying to get them presentable for their first dance, Highmuster. Glinda! Get back to your wall!” Larena shouted, as Glinda crossed over to Elphaba, curling herself into her wife's arms.

“I missed you when I was all the way over there.” Glinda pouted.

“I'll protect you from the mean lady.” Elphaba whispered into messy curls.

“I see two very drunk, very in love women. It doesn't have to be perfect, Larena. We just guide them to the dance floor and let them go.” Highmuster said calmly.

“That's because I put them back together somewhat. You didn't see the scene I walked into. Like one of those peep shows, your daughter… the boys cheering them on-” Larena explained.

“And Saph. Saph was there too.” Glinda nodded.

“She's not a baby anymore, Larena.” Highmuster responded calmly.

Mellie laughed boisterously as Glinda made faces at her from Elphaba's arms. Mellie's hand reached out for them over Highmuster’s shoulder. Larena took a moment to really look at the couple, Glinda making ridiculous faces at her baby, before looking back at Highmuster.

“She's always my baby.” Larena whispered. 

Highmuster nodded, a small knowing grin on his face. Mellie screeched, kicking her legs trying to propel herself over Highmuster’s shoulder to get to Glinda. A stream of soft pink bubbles erupting from her hand. 

“Elphie!” Glinda gasped, hitting Elphaba's arm excitedly. 

A stunned silence took over the room as Glinda started to softly cry into Elphaba's shoulder. Elphaba's arms tightened around her shoulders.

“Magic, Elphie. My baby has magic! Like her big brother and her amazing Mama. Oh, Oz! My perfect magical family. How does this day keep getting better?” Glinda sobbed. 

“Magic… is hard to control. How do we teach a baby?” Elphaba said softly, wiping the tears from Glinda's face.

“We will figure it out in time, but right now all we know is our perfect little girl has magic. Elphie, Oz. Thank you. Thank you for making my perfect babies. I love them so much.” Glinda cried into Elphaba's chest. Her entire body shaking with the force of her sobs. 

Elphaba chuckled softly to herself as she held Glinda tightly, running a hand down the length of her back. 

Highmuster looked at Larena, who held a hand over her chest. 

“I want to have a million babies with you. I want to live in the middle of nowhere, in our big beautiful house with all our kids running around and you'll read books under your favorite tree… and… and I'll watch you laying on the grass, getting a tan.” Glinda mumbled into her chest.

“We seem really relaxed in this fantasy for having a million children to chase after, there's only two of us.” Elphaba laughed, swaying slightly. “But, anything for you, my sweet.”  

“Why don't we get back on track with the babies you’ve got so far before planning for more. I do not wish to have a million babies, that's why I only had one. Let's put those tears away, you have a reception to make an appearance at.” Larena said, though her tone was much softer.

***

“It took us a while, but we finally found our drunken brides. Everyone, please clear the floor for Elphaba and Glinda's first dance as a married couple.” Highmuster announced. 

The crowd shuffled to the edges of the room and Glinda leaned on Elphaba as she was guided to the dancefloor. 

“I have always loved dancing with you. We should do it more.” Glinda sighed as she was pulled into Elphaba's arms.

“I'll think about it.” Elphaba chuckled, focusing on staying upright with Glinda leaning so heavily on her.

“We did it, Elphie. We are married. No one can take you from me ever again. Oz, can you imagine what those girls in Shiz, forced to share a room, would think if they could see us now?” Glinda asked, resting her head on Elphaba's shoulder, trusting her lead completely.

“You would probably be devastated that you never got your private suite.” Elphaba chuckled.

“I did, Elphie, in the castle. But all I ever wanted once I had it was to have you there with me again. Now you’re here, and I can kiss you whenever I want. I get to sleep beside you. I get to know how it feels to be loved by you. Things I used to only be able to dream of. I don't ever want to take that for granted.” Glinda hummed.

“I think that's the booze talking darling.” Elphaba said awkwardly, feeling her cheeks burning at the words.

“Are you ever going to accept that I love you just as completely as you love me?” Glinda hummed.

“I do. It's just hard sometimes. My whole life Glinda, it's not that easy for it to go away. I know you love me, I just struggle to see why.” Elphaba whispered.

“Because you're hot and good in bed.” Glinda grinned, pulling back enough to look into Elphaba's eyes. Glinda let her hand come up to cup Elphaba's cheek, tracing her thumb over her cheek bone. “Because you make me feel like someone who doesn't have to pretend to be wanted. You love me at my best and my worst. Because I don't have to do the voice, or the make up or the dumb blonde act to get your attention. Because you can always see me underneath it. Because you always look at me like I am someone worthy. Because you make me feel sexy even when I know I'm a mess. Because you pick me flowers even when I'm not there when you go for a walk. Because you squeeze me tighter the moment you start to wake up. Because without you the world stops making sense. Because you give me so much, just by being you. You have always had the ability to make me feel, even when everything in me was designed to be numb. You made me want to be brave. You made me who I am, just by loving me and you showed me how to actually love myself, not what I could be or what I should be. I just wish I could do the same for you. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, Elphie. Because you would never be able to think a single negative thing about yourself again.” Glinda whispered reverently, holding Elphaba's cheek to ensure she wouldn't look away. 

“I… I was never supposed to be loved. It wasn't supposed to be an option for me.” Elphaba said softly.

“Yet, here I am. Completely mad about you.” Glinda smiled brightly. 

“Yet here you are.” Elphaba whispered, leaning down to kiss Glinda with every emotion coursing through her chest.

Glinda sighed happily, pulling herself closer to Elphaba as they swayed to the end of the song. 

“Mind if I steal this next one?” Highmuster asked softly, placing a hand on Elphaba's shoulder. 

“Of course.” Elphaba smiled, breaking from Glinda's grip, and handing her over to her father.

Highmuster wrapped her up in his arms easily. The smell of his familiar cologne soothed her. 

“Will you dance with Elphie too, Popsicle? She doesn't have a father.” Glinda asked softly.

“I would but I'm afraid your son has taken that honour.” Highmuster nodded to the two a few spaces over.

“My sweet boy.” Glinda hummed.

“I'm so proud of all that you've done, Glinda. It was the honour of a lifetime being your father.” Highmuster spoke into her hair.

“You are still my father, Popsicle.” Glinda chuckled.

“You have her to take care of you now, my darling girl. I'm nothing more than a figurehead.” 

“You didn't feel that way at my last wedding.” 

“He wasn't the one. So, you still needed me. She is. The one. Very few people truly find their soulmates Glinda. Not only did you find yours but you beat every obstacle that tried to keep you apart.”

“What other choice did I have, Popsicle?”

“What so many of us do; settle. Give up when it's too hard. Run away.”

“Are you trying to tell me something about you and Momsie?” Glinda asked cautiously. 

“No.” Highmuster's booming laugh drowned out the music. Glinda couldn't help but smile. “No, you don't stay with a woman like your mother without being deeply in love. We have our differences, but who doesn't” 

“She's your soulmate.” Glinda said softly.

“No, I don't think she is. I don't think I’ve ever found mine. I never met someone that I could feel the electricity from their stare across the room, like I can feel hers just from looking at you right now.” Highmuster grinned.

“Well, not everyone gets to have a sorceress as their soulmate, Popsicle.”

“You know, I think this one might have to do with pure love, and not so much magic. Though one could argue it's one in the same.”

“Don't you want to find yours? Your soulmate?” Glinda asked.

“I have made the most perfect daughter, I spent the majority of my life with a woman I love deeply. Not everyone gets to meet their soulmate, and I'm quite happy with the way my life turned out. I hope whoever they are, wherever they are, they can say the same.” 

Glinda released a heavy breath, as the song came to an end. Highmuster stepped back and smiled brightly at her. 

“I believe there was a young man waiting for a dance. He said something about owing you one.” Highmuster said, looking over to Liir, crossing from where he left Elphaba. “And, I should grab your wife for a dance before she flees.” Highmuster laughed.

Glinda wiped at the tears that fell before smiling at her son. 

“Is it finally time, Liiry?” Glinda asked. 

Liir stepped towards Glinda, reaching for her hand. Glinda pulled him closer, his face resting against her stomach. She let her eyes close as she just enjoyed this moment with Liir.

“Momsie, what's next?” Liir asked suddenly.

“What do you mean Liiry?”

“Well… you wanted to have Mama back and you have her, you wanted to have a baby with Mama now you have Mellie, you wanted to marry Mama now you're married. What's next?” 

“Oh, you know how these stories go, Liir. Once we get rid of Morrible, it's off to happily ever after.” Glinda smiled brightly.

“I hope that's true. I want to go back to when things were easy.” Liir sighed. 

Glinda caught a glimpse of someone unfamiliar in the audience, looking at the floor awkwardly. Glinda beamed her best smile at them. 

“Well, tonight Liir, things get to be easy. I love you immensely, and I certainly couldn't ask you to help me with my romance, without doing something for yours.” Glinda said sweetly, taking his hands in hers and spinning him around to face the crowd. 

“Trism!!” Liir shouted, breaking away from Glinda to run towards the boy. Glinda smiled as she approached, still not quite able to walk a straight line.

“Hi, Glinda Upland-Thropp, one half of Liir's mothers. You'll have to forgive my intoxicated state, you see I just got married.” Glinda giggled, holding out a hand to Trism's parents.

“Miss Upland…Thropp. Of course we know who you and your… wife are. We were under the impression you would be married on broadcast at the end of this week.” Trism's father spoke, his eyes travelling over Glinda's body slowly still holding onto her hand. 

“Oh, well. We didn't want the citizens of Oz to feel left out, but also I wanted this wedding to myself.” Glinda laughed easily, gently attempting to pull her hand back. 

“Darling.” Elphaba's smooth voice interrupted, her arm sliding easily around Glinda's waist.

“This is my wife, Elphaba Upland-Thropp. Darling, these are Trism's parents. I'm so sorry, I didn't catch your names.” Glinda said, pleasantly. She chose to ignore how Trism's father didn't let go of her hand until Elphaba had appeared. 

“My wife, Marjorie. My name is Trillum.” Trillum said gruffly.

Glinda looked over the two blondes. She knew they had been from Gillikin, but she certainly had never seen anyone from Gillikin that looked quite like them. They were stocky, blonde and unkempt. Glinda hummed as she smiled politely.

“Our boys sure seem to have hit it off.” Glinda said cheerfully. 

“Yes, I was surprised that the son of someone of your… caliber would be attending a public school.” Trillum replied. 

“Oh, well. It was important to Elphie that our son see the real world and not grow up in a bubble.” Glinda giggled, though she looked over Marjorie who had yet to say anything. 

“Right, well Trism seems to like him well enough.” Trillum replied.

“Oh, well Liir is right in lo-” Glinda began happily.

“Glinda.” Elphaba interrupted with a warning tone.

“He's your son, isn't he?” Trillum asked, looking at Elphaba for the first time.

“He is our son.” Elphaba matched his cold tone, seemingly having sobered up. 

“But you gave birth to him. Where is the father?” Trillum asked. 

“Oh! He's around here somewhere. I'm sure you would like to meet him too, of course.” Glinda chirped, looking around the crowd. 

“He doesn't want to meet him, Glinda.” Elphaba said flatly.

“So he supports this delusion then?” Trillum asked, gritting his teeth.

“Come along, darling. We should attend to our other guests.” Elphaba said, never taking her ice cold glare off Trillum.

“Delusion? What delusion do you mean?” Glinda asked, tilting her head.

“You know, I can't help but feel you have something to do with it. I used to be a fan of Glinda the Good. A respectable woman from Gillikin, nice husband-”

“Oh. I see.” Glinda interrupted. “Well, I hate to shatter the illusion for you, but I've been pining for my wife since college.” Glinda shrugged.

“Yet, you condemned her publically?”

“Oh, you know, prisoner of war.” Glinda said, casually.

“The unnamed God will condemn you to hell-”

“That's lovely. I have grown quite fond of the warmer climates. I just can't handle the cold like I used to. You've certainly done a lot of talking tonight, I wonder if your wife shares your views.” Glinda said pointedly.

“Of course my wife shares my views.”

“I would love to hear that from her.” Glinda shot.

“Why bother coming? If you felt this way?” Elphaba interrupted.

“Who turns down an invitation to the castle? I was also hoping to find that it was some kind of act.” Trillum growled.

“How disappointing for you.” Glinda sighed. “You don't have to live this way, Marjorie. If you need help, I know a great divorce lawyer.” 

“Glinda, you'll make it worse.” Elphaba grumbled directly into her ear.

“Either way, if you should decide, you can always contact me. I would be more than happy to help. Now, if you'll excuse me. I just got married and I would very much like to be all over my new wife now.” Glinda said, spinning on her heel, thankful for Elphaba's stabilizing arm. 

“Well… there goes that budding romance.” Elphaba grumbled when they were a safe distance away. 

“He found a boy just like his mother. Typical. There's some science mumbo jumbo about this.” Glinda sighed.

“Just because they are from Gillikin-”

“Not me! You! Religious father, pushing the unnamed God on his little queer kid-”

“I wasn't queer…”

“Honey, did you just marry a woman?” 

“Fine, point made.” 

“That's why Liir wanted to know about religion. Probably because Trism is struggling with what he was taught and what he feels. Liir's his safe space.” Glinda said thoughtfully. 

“Glinda, I know you love him and you know I do too, I know you want to solve all his problems and figure out some way to get Trism away from that awful man and be our little boy's savior. But tonight is my wedding night and I'm already sobering up and my wife hasn't kissed me in far too long.”

“I just… I love you. Let's get you a drink and I’ll kiss you-”

“It's okay, let's go find the boys. I’ve already lost you.” Elphaba sighed.

“No, no you're right it's our wedding.” Glinda turned and reached for Elphaba's face.