Glinda, oh, Glinda...<br/><br/>Elphaba had always known that there was so much more to her than what she allowed others to see.. she could accomplish so much when she actually tried... and she saw right through Elphaba's smokescreen to get her out. It was true - Elphaba was already thinking of a place on the other side of the slums to take up residence, tonight in fact.  However, if there was one thing that Elphaba could not take in her life it was the sight of someone she loves and cares for crying... especially if she was the one to cause it, and right now, it was Glinda, after all these years, with her beautiful crystal blue eyes shimmering with tears. Tears that Elphaba herself had cast there with her harsh attitude.<br/><br/>And, in the end, all it took were those pure, crystalline tears to shatter the underground rebel's will and resolve as if it were nothing but a robin's egg.<br/><br/>It all happened so fast that not even Elphaba herself was sure of what was going on.<br/><br/>One moment she was towering over the petite witch in front of her, ready to cast her out, and in the next her arms were wrapped around the tiny frame, holding her tight and close, face buried against Glinda's near naked chest while hot, stinging tears shattered her further.<br/><br/>Oh, gods, she had missed this... she had missed this so damn much. That hollow part in her chest had been breached and all the pain and longing of these past years cascaded into it and out her eyes.<br/><br/><em>//Oh, Glinda, Glinda.... my darling, sweet Galinda... I've missed you so much. Don't leave me, not now... not ever..//</em>