A/N: It's a little short, but I love this chapter, I hope you do too. Also please review. Song Lyrics: In the Pictures-Raven Symone
There's a photo book that can tell you countless things of me
So many memories, I remember every one of them
One look and the moment comes right back to me
"Your mom told me you might be here," Fiyero told her as he entered the dusty old attic Elphaba sat in, flipping through an old photo album. "What are you doing?" He questioned her as he sat down behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She smiled and pointed to a picture in the album. She was young, no older than five or six. The young green girl was seated on a white horse, holding the reigns like she was already a pro.
"I was six," She started, admiring the photo. "It was the first time I rode a horse," she said, turning her head to look at him. "I loved it from the beginning." Fiyero smiled and kissed her below her ear.
"Is this what you do every time you see him?"
"Yes, this album is mostly me, Shell, and Daddy riding. Momma used to ride, until I was born. Daddy told me that she was going to start again when I was old enough, but then she had Nessa, and after Nessa surgery, she just never got back into it." Fiyero smiled and picked up a discarded album.
"What is this one?"
"Me as a kid." Fiyero smiled and opened it to see a little green baby wrapped up in a pale pink blanket lying in Melena's arms. Fiyero turned the page to see the same baby, smiling up at the camera from her crib. The entire picture album went on like that, pictures of a green baby growing up.
"You were adorable." Elphaba smiled. The couple sent the next few hours going through pictures of Elphaba's past.
Melena rolled her eyes as she watched her husband stand at the bottom of the attic stairs, waiting for the couple to come down them. "Frex, give the poor guy a chance."
"They are sleeping together and you know it," Frex stated, crossing his arms and turning around to look at his wife.
"As long as she doesn't get knocked up or get a disease, I don't really care. She's twenty-two, she responsible enough to take what comes from that, plus you can tell that she loves him."
"She does not!" Frex said as he turned around to look at the stairs.
"She does too! Have you not been paying attention?"
"I can't pay attention to her if she gallivanting around with him!" Melena groaned and ran her hand through her hair.
"Talk to your daughter about him, you can tell she loves him."
"When are you leaving?" Elphaba asked quietly as they finished flipping through the last album. Fiyero sighed and kissed her neck under her ear.
"Does it matter?" He mumbled into her skin. Elphaba leaned her head back as his kiss went down her neck.
"Yero," Elphaba moaned.
"Hmmm?" He hummed as he unbuttoned the top button of her shirt and ran his kiss over her collarbone.
"We can't." Fiyero sighed against her skin before falling backwards. Elphaba turned around and looked him in his azure eyes. "Stop pouting Yero." Fiyero crosses his arms and sticks out his lower lip in a pout.
"Why not?"
"My dad is at the bottom of those stairs waiting for us to come down." Fiyero stiffed.
"How do you know that?"
"Because he always is."
"FABALA! WE NEED TO TALK!" Frex called up the stairs at his oldest daughter. Elphaba shot Fiyero her 'I-told-you-so' look before standing up and decreasing the stairs.
"Yes Daddy?" She questioned once she got far enough down the stairs to see her father standing there, her mother sitting in the chair.
"Do you love Fiyero?"
"FREX!" Melena scolded her husband.
"What?" He exclaimed as he turned to look at his wife
"YOU JUST CAN'T RANDOMLY ASK IF SHE LOVES SOMEONE!"
"I'm her father; I can do whatever I want to." Melena rolled her eyes and pushed herself out of the chair and disappears up the attic stairs. Frex sighed and turned to look back at his daughter. "Do you?" Elphaba looked at the wall behind her father, feeling the blush coming to her cheeks, secretly thanking for her discoloration.
"Yes, I do."
"Having fun?" Melena asked as she sat down next to Fiyero. Fiyero looked up from the photo album in his hand to his girlfriend's mother. Fiyero chuckled.
"I guess you could say that."
"Was she showing you the photo albums?"
"Most of them."
"You love her, don't you?" Fiyero smiled slightly at her.
"I do, and I know that I'm not what you and Frex thought for Elphaba, but I do love her and I will never hurt her."
"I know you won't. Frex and I just want the best for Fabala, but after what happened, we are very protective, especially Frex. He's not very open with boys that Fabala brings around."
"I understand. Can I tell you something, Lena?"
"Of course."
"I'm thinking of asking Fae to marry me."
"Oh," Melena gushed. "I'm sure Frex will let you." Fiyero smiled and hugged Melena.