Dorothy knew it was time to say goodbye. She had had many great adventures in Oz, but she needed to go home. If what Glinda had said was true, she could be home just by clicking her heals together and saying, 'There's no place like home.' She was glad to go home, but first there was something she needed to do.

The young girl held onto Toto her small dog, and walked over to the man made of Tin. She had started crying now, though she was trying to be brave. She had said her goodbyes to the Tin-man, and the Cowardly Lion. And now came the hardest part.

Dorothy looked the Scarecrow for a moment before he brought her into a tender hug. As he hugged her she whispered, "I think I'll miss you most of all." As she pulled away from the hug, Dorothy laid a soft kiss on his cheek. She turned away from her friends and faced Glinda once more.

"You know what to do Dorothy." Glinda said gently before she prompted, "There's no place like home."

Dorothy nodded, and began to chat it, tapping her heels together in the glorious red ruby slippers. Within moments the girl who had saved Oz was gone.

The Scarecrow turned away from where she had stood, and walked out of the main hall; his heart broken.

"I'll miss you more Dorothy." He whispered sadly. "I already do."

Three years later. . . . In Kansas

"Dorothy," A woman called loudly. "Dorothy! Where is that girl?" The older woman walked briskly towards the stables where the men were at work. Maybe they would know where Dorothy had gone.

"Henry," she called sticking her head into the barn. "Have you seen Dorothy?"

Henry looked up from the horse he had been shoeing, "No, Em I haven't seen her all morning."

"Well she's gone again." Aunt Em sighed in frustration. "I don't know what I'm gonna do with that girl."

Hunk, one of the farm hands patted the woman's shoulder. "I'll look for her ma'am. Don't you worry."

Aunt Em thanked him, and went back to the house to finish her work there. Uncle Henry grumbled about loosing his best man, but let him go.

In truth Hunk knew exactly where Dorothy would be. He walked up past coral, and fence posts to where the grass was up to your waist. There sitting on the ground with her head in her hands was Dorothy.

Hunk knelt down next to her, "Hey."

Dorothy looked up at him startled, her beautiful eyes wet with tears. She hurriedly wiped her dress sleeve across her face. "Oh, hello Hunk."

Hunk smiled at her, "Now, why is my darling crying? Did you get hurt?"

Dorothy shook her head quickly. "It's nothing Hunk. I'm just having a hard day, that's all."

The farm hand studied the girl next to him, and shifted the permanent straw in his mouth.

"You miss your friends don't you." It wasn't a question.

When Dorothy had first returned three years ago, she had told Hunk about Oz and her adventures there. He had taken her at her word, and believed her without question. Because of this the two had become fast friends. They were nearly inseparable. Whenever Hunk wasn't working, he was with the beautiful young girl. Dorothy spoke freely with him, and trusted him. He was the only thing in Kansas that she actually enjoyed anymore.

"Yes," she replied sadly. "I miss the Cowardly Lion, and Tin-man, and. . . ." She stopped and took in a shaky breath.

"And the Scarecrow," Hunk finished for her.

"I miss him most of all." Dorothy said barely above a whisper before she began to cry again.

Hunk placed his arm around her, "Come on Dorothy, let's get you back to the house. Aunt Em needs you."

The distraught Dorothy let Hunk lead her back towards the house. But her heart and soul were else where. She had truly never left Oz, not for a moment.

I have always loved the Dorothy/Scarecrow pairing, and I don't think it's been done nearly enough. So here is my addition to the pile. Please leave me a review and tell me what you think.