No Night Ever Has To Be, by Earthangie, PG-13
Title: No Night Ever Has To Be
Author: Earthangie
Rated:PG-13? not really
Notes: I don't need a critique but comments are always and lovingly welcome. It's not beta-ed, but only spell checked. Take it for what it is. A little peice of something I just saw in my head and wanted to share.
"Elphie," Glinda whispered quietly. Elphaba heard the faint inquiry as she came into consciousness.
"Hmm?" Young Elphaba grunted towards the voice in the darkness, across the room.
"Are you awake?" Suddenly the question was a lot closer and it startled Elphaba's eyes open. She could make out one side of Glinda's face by the moonlight that traced it. She could feel the questioning girl's breath on her face, Glinda was that close.
"What?" Elphaba exclaimed in a loud whisper. "You've woken me up, you ninny!"
"Elphie, it happened again," Glinda admitted with a scared, childish tone.
The green girl sighed and lifted her arm, pulling the blankets up and opening the bed to the other girl. Glinda slid her feet in, up against Elphaba's. Nightmares... Glinda had been having terrible nightmares since Dr. Dillamond was murdered. At first she had gone mute. She attended her classes and meals but spoke not a word, for four days. Each night, she had woken up screaming in terror. It was Elphaba who would jolt awake and run to her. It was in those restless nights that Elphaba realized what she was doing. She was slowly breaking her personal wall, for the primpy little priss. As soon as Glinda's yelp hit the air, Elphaba wouldn't waste a minute with getting out of bed to hold her terrified friend. It was there, one night, did Elphie see this, as she rocked the shivering blonde back to sleep.
Here I am, cradling this girl without a second thought. I let her cling to me... I let her tears sting my skin so she won't have to shift uncomfortably. She had looked down, confused at the girl in her arms. She wondered why she did not know the feelings pooling inside her.
"I'm sorry," Glinda uttered, ashamed.
"No, no..." Elphaba curled her arm around the smaller girls back. "I was just sleeping deep. I had forgotten you wake up every night..."
"I wish I didn't," Glinda answered, tucking her head under the point of the green girl's chin.
"It's not your fault. It will go away," Elphaba cooed and mindlessly rubbed Glinda's back. They fell back to sleep.
** *** ** A Few Weeks Later
"Don't you put her in the ground, you fools!" Glinda exploded, lurching Elphaba out of sleep and out of bed.
"Glinda!" Elphaba whispered loudly, grabbing for Glinda's thrashing arms. "Glinda! Please wake up before you kill us both!"
Glinda's eyes sprang open and when she realized that Elphaba was still as green as ever and not an undertaker, she reached for her like a child. Elphaba slipped up to the bed and pulled Glinda to sit up; the blonde's arms snug around her neck. She began to cry onto Elphie's tunic and in turn the young witch tried hard not to wince at the feeling.
"It has been so long," Glinda murmured in her slurred speech.
"Didn't we kind of see this coming, my dear?" Elphie asked her gently.
"I'm such a fool," Glinda cried in a hush. "Look at me."
"You loved Ama Clutch. She'd been your Ama for all your years," she kept a firm grip on the shaking body in her arms. "It is right for you to hurt for her loss. It is what any woman would do." When Elphaba spoke to Glinda, the blonde girl could feel safety surround her and she felt strong. It was not only in what Elphie would say to her, but also how. She made her feel big when she couldn't do it on her own. She felt small when she wanted to curl into her embrace and she felt mature when they'd intertwine their legs at night.
"She's... Cold Elphie..." Glinda said as her eyes slipped closed, unable to reopen. "She's cold... I'm cold..."
"Come on," Elphaba coaxed, loosening her grip. "Get under your quilts or you'll get yourself sick." She slid the sleepy girl back into her soft, fluffy bed. When she went to retreat to her hard mattress, she felt a tug on her tunic.
"Don't leave me tonight," Glinda groaned. "Please."
Elphaba turned and silently slid her long legs under the thick blankets. Glinda clung to her instantly. As much as the contact confused and scared her, she loved it. She would push away the nervous feeling in her stomach and try to concentrate on which body parts and were touching where.
"This is the last time," Glinda breathed against Elphaba's neck. The warmth from their bodies sent a content Glinda into a falling sleep.
"That's what you say every time," Elphaba smiled against her sweet smelling hair. "No night ever has to be."
Author: Earthangie
Rated:PG-13? not really
Notes: I don't need a critique but comments are always and lovingly welcome. It's not beta-ed, but only spell checked. Take it for what it is. A little peice of something I just saw in my head and wanted to share.
"Elphie," Glinda whispered quietly. Elphaba heard the faint inquiry as she came into consciousness.
"Hmm?" Young Elphaba grunted towards the voice in the darkness, across the room.
"Are you awake?" Suddenly the question was a lot closer and it startled Elphaba's eyes open. She could make out one side of Glinda's face by the moonlight that traced it. She could feel the questioning girl's breath on her face, Glinda was that close.
"What?" Elphaba exclaimed in a loud whisper. "You've woken me up, you ninny!"
"Elphie, it happened again," Glinda admitted with a scared, childish tone.
The green girl sighed and lifted her arm, pulling the blankets up and opening the bed to the other girl. Glinda slid her feet in, up against Elphaba's. Nightmares... Glinda had been having terrible nightmares since Dr. Dillamond was murdered. At first she had gone mute. She attended her classes and meals but spoke not a word, for four days. Each night, she had woken up screaming in terror. It was Elphaba who would jolt awake and run to her. It was in those restless nights that Elphaba realized what she was doing. She was slowly breaking her personal wall, for the primpy little priss. As soon as Glinda's yelp hit the air, Elphaba wouldn't waste a minute with getting out of bed to hold her terrified friend. It was there, one night, did Elphie see this, as she rocked the shivering blonde back to sleep.
Here I am, cradling this girl without a second thought. I let her cling to me... I let her tears sting my skin so she won't have to shift uncomfortably. She had looked down, confused at the girl in her arms. She wondered why she did not know the feelings pooling inside her.
"I'm sorry," Glinda uttered, ashamed.
"No, no..." Elphaba curled her arm around the smaller girls back. "I was just sleeping deep. I had forgotten you wake up every night..."
"I wish I didn't," Glinda answered, tucking her head under the point of the green girl's chin.
"It's not your fault. It will go away," Elphaba cooed and mindlessly rubbed Glinda's back. They fell back to sleep.
** *** ** A Few Weeks Later
"Don't you put her in the ground, you fools!" Glinda exploded, lurching Elphaba out of sleep and out of bed.
"Glinda!" Elphaba whispered loudly, grabbing for Glinda's thrashing arms. "Glinda! Please wake up before you kill us both!"
Glinda's eyes sprang open and when she realized that Elphaba was still as green as ever and not an undertaker, she reached for her like a child. Elphaba slipped up to the bed and pulled Glinda to sit up; the blonde's arms snug around her neck. She began to cry onto Elphie's tunic and in turn the young witch tried hard not to wince at the feeling.
"It has been so long," Glinda murmured in her slurred speech.
"Didn't we kind of see this coming, my dear?" Elphie asked her gently.
"I'm such a fool," Glinda cried in a hush. "Look at me."
"You loved Ama Clutch. She'd been your Ama for all your years," she kept a firm grip on the shaking body in her arms. "It is right for you to hurt for her loss. It is what any woman would do." When Elphaba spoke to Glinda, the blonde girl could feel safety surround her and she felt strong. It was not only in what Elphie would say to her, but also how. She made her feel big when she couldn't do it on her own. She felt small when she wanted to curl into her embrace and she felt mature when they'd intertwine their legs at night.
"She's... Cold Elphie..." Glinda said as her eyes slipped closed, unable to reopen. "She's cold... I'm cold..."
"Come on," Elphaba coaxed, loosening her grip. "Get under your quilts or you'll get yourself sick." She slid the sleepy girl back into her soft, fluffy bed. When she went to retreat to her hard mattress, she felt a tug on her tunic.
"Don't leave me tonight," Glinda groaned. "Please."
Elphaba turned and silently slid her long legs under the thick blankets. Glinda clung to her instantly. As much as the contact confused and scared her, she loved it. She would push away the nervous feeling in her stomach and try to concentrate on which body parts and were touching where.
"This is the last time," Glinda breathed against Elphaba's neck. The warmth from their bodies sent a content Glinda into a falling sleep.
"That's what you say every time," Elphaba smiled against her sweet smelling hair. "No night ever has to be."