Epilogue

Winter was now approaching and the trip back to the Vinkus was required. The Gillikins, Munchkins, and Quadlings had all left not long ago and now it was their turn. Glinda continued to reassure them that she was fine and could handle everything, after all the Vinkun Queen had been helping her for close to three months. While they did not doubt that, Ayla had wanted to make her as prepared as she could be. Some of her fears were put aside knowing that Princess Ozma was there to help as well.

"Perhaps if my father had been more attentive to Nessa, as your mother has been to Glinda, she would not have ended up underneath a house," Elphaba commented as they began the long ride back to the Vinkus. The air was cool and crisp and the travelers could see their breaths. The troops filed behind them, everyone glad that they would be home for Lurlinemas.

"I thought he doted on her," Fiyero said.

"Oh he did but he had not quite covered how to govern by the time he died. I suppose he figured that he'd have more time. Everything he touched became broken or destroyed and not even Nessa could escape," she frowned.

"I am sorry about your sister," the Queen spoke up.

"Thank you. I just wish she was here to see all of this. Perhaps if she'd been given the chance, things would have been different and she would have been leading Munchkinland forward. We could have celebrated together," Elphaba said.

"I thought you guys really didn't celebrate Lurlinemas," Fiyero was confused.

"Yes well while Father despised all holidays that did not mean Nanny did not try to keep it in her own way. Nessa and I would exchange small presents without Father knowing about it. But that wasn't the celebration I was exactly talking about," she admitted.

"The removal of the Wizard and the instatement of Glinda," Ayla said, figuring she was right.

"Yes those things but something else as well," Elphaba smiled and Fiyero raised an eyebrow. She loved him but sometimes he was quite clueless.

"Miss Elphaba, how long have you known?" His mother however was a tad sharper.

"Long enough," Doctor Magi spoke up, not being able to help himself. That's when Fiyero let out this loud whoop. The troops behind them halted in their tracks, afraid they missed some an order or something.

"Really?" He asked her.

"Give me another six months and I'll get back to you," Elphaba said sarcastically. She had been able to hide it better this time around as Doctor Magi had been making sure she was eating better. With the new diet in place, the nausea and other symptoms she'd had before, never surfaced.

"I'm going to be a dad!" He shouted and to that the troops behind them let out their own cheers.

"Huzzah!" Fiyero earned himself a smack as the Flying Monkeys lowered themselves down from the skies to see what all the hubbub was.

"Why don't we just tell the world? Especially after what happened last time," Elphaba shook her head.

"Not to toot my own horn or anything but you didn't have me looking after you last time," Magi spoke up.

"Toot away Doctor. He is quite correct. I would not want another doctor looking after me when I was pregnant," Ayla smiled.

"This is so exciting!" Fiyero was a like a little kid in a candy store. Elphaba could help but chuckle. The rest of the trip he was making plans on what the baby's room should look like and what they should do about their wedding since royal weddings had to occur before any offspring were born, lest they not be considered legitimate. His enthusiasm spread and soon everyone was giving ideas, including some of the soldiers. Elphaba took it all in. She had finally found a home and a family and she could not be happier.

THE END