Here it is. I really do hope it's improved. Because honestly I think it was one of my better ideas XD I like the whole actresses/ actors meeting them concept. :) ((*hint hint* WRITE MORE, PEOPLE!))

Chapter 1

What in Oz?

It had been four years since Elphaba and Fiyero left Oz for New York. Elphaba was now 27 and Fiyero was 28, but since he had failed so much in University they were in the same class as each other while they were still students. Thank fully, he was also human thanks to a spell Elphaba managed to salvage from the Grimmerie before she gave it to Glinda.

And in four years Glinda managed to screw up looking over Oz, sure. Leave it to her to mess up.

The letter came with Chistery crashing to the ground in front of them when they had walked out of a restaurant, a few witnesses supplying screeches before he left. Elphaba picked up the letter he left from the collision.

After four years, even the local New Yorkers had gotten used to Elphaba's skin, thinking she may have been a crazy Wicked fan who had dyed their skin green.

"Fiyero we have to go home now. We have to talk." She waved the note in front of Fiyero's face who was playing on his new iPhone, something that Oz had not yet discovered.

"Come on, I was just about to beat my high score." He frowned in feign annoyance at Elphaba then he noticed her serious glare. "Yea or we can go home."

Home was home, even if it was not very big. Fiyero adapted after a while with difficulty after living in a large castle almost all his life. It was a small apartment; some people would call it a flat. Like Elphaba, just for the sake of being different.

"So what is it, Fae? Tonight we were going to go to Central Park after dinner, and I know you love that so this must be urgent."

"Oh, it definitely is." Elphaba unfolded the letter and placed it on the table. She crashed on the dark couch with a dramatic sigh and looked to Fiyero to watch his expression.

It wasn't really a letter; it was more of a news article.

THE WIZARD AND HIS SECRETARY RETURN
OZ IN CHAOS- LADY GLINDA THE GOOD GOES MISSING

"Elphaba… you don't think…" Fiyero looked to his wife who had always felt guilty leaving Glinda behind.

"Of course I do, Fiyero. What else could've happened?" All of the sudden she threw up he arm and the light bulb in the lamp beside her exploded. "Shoot, sorry. Toss me one I'll fix it."

Fiyero mumbled something unintelligible and threw her a bulb; they kept a box in the corner of the kitchen for Elphaba's sudden outbursts and temper flares. They learned very quickly that her favorite victims were light bulbs and the occasional pillow being thrown.

Elphaba swept up the shards and screwed in the new light bulb. She fell into Fiyero's arms out of concern for her friend. He was ready for her.

"We need to do something, Yero." She mumbled into his sweater. It came out more like,
"'E neeth tu oo sumtin Gyro."

Fiyero chuckled. "Then use that brilliant brain of yours and we'll think of something."

"I got it." Fiyero was mildly surprised, he honestly hadn't expected it that fast. Elphaba wiggled free from his grasp and moved to the bedroom and came back with a map.

"What's that?"

"A map that'll show us how to get to our destination." She pointed to a small black dot that labeled itself: GERSHWIN THEATRE, 222 W 51st St, New York, NY 10019.

"Today's Tuesday, so Wicked will start at seven. It's about two hours and thirty minutes plus a fifteen minute intermission so… it'll be done at 9:45."

"I'm not getting at what you're saying." Fiyero could read the map easily enough. After four years in the Gale Force one would hope so.

Elphaba smiled. "We'll need help if Morrible and the Wizard managed to send all of Oz into panic, if this is how it's going to be then I know how we'll get help."

Fiyero chuckled once again. They had touched Glinda, so to Elphaba it was automatically war. This was her way of getting soldiers, he guessed.

"It's 9:20. Do you want to walk to the theatre now?" Elphaba shrugged. "Yea sure, but we'll have to wait till everyone is gone anyway."

They walked in silence, Elphaba thought of Glinda and how she was, what happened in Oz, and what it was like now. The people must be in a panic, one day Morrible the Wizard and Glinda are ruling together, then it's just Glinda, and now she's gone.

Fiyero thought of Elphaba, who had insisted that they return to Oz for at least a week to check on things, mostly Glinda. He felt guilty as if this were his fault now. He put his arm around Elphaba and pulled her close. He'll make it up to her.

When they arrived at Gershwin Elphaba took him around to the back.

Fiyero stared at the unceremonious door. "This is it?" He said bluntly, not much of a climax.

"Yes, this is the infamous stage door. Now we wait."

Minutes past, fans holding Playbills came around also waiting for the cast. A few went up to Elphaba, thinking she was Dee Roscioli and asked for her autograph. She refused with a glare, causing some fan girls to have a fit.

"Oz, dammit." Elphaba grit her teeth.

"Cold?" Fiyero asked.

"Yea."

"If you're so against the cold why did we come?" He said, slightly amused.

"They make a joke of my life, impersonating it and dramatizing it. They will help me now." She said as she denied yet another fan a picture and autograph. Elphaba looked toward the stage door eagerly when she heard the click of the door opening.

Dee smiled at Elphaba then at the fan who had asked for her autograph.

"It's not her, I'm the one you want- it's me!" She laughed as she quoted the show, taking the picture and signing it with a silver sharpie.

It went on for what felt like hours. Elphaba was never patient, especially now. She buried her head in Fiyero's chest, who enveloped her in a hug. "Soon, Fae- your patience sucks." Fiyero stood by her side patiently waiting for the fans to clear away, finally leaving them alone with Dee and Jenn Gambatese, who always tended to stay last. Elphaba carefully tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she approached them.

They were talking, but then Jenn pointed behind Dee to Elphaba. She turned around and greeted her with a smile.

"Hey! Do you want an autograph? By the way, I really like your makeup. Is it MAC? It looks so real!" She commented, reaching out to see if Elphaba had anything to sign.

She simply glared.

Elphaba grit her teeth with a frown, trying not to say something rude to them. After all, she wanted the help of these women, the only people in this world who might not mind her skin.

"I don't want autographs, thanks that you like my skin –I guess- but frankly I didn't even see the show. I just need your help, so if you would just-" Said Elphaba tapping her foot impatiently as Fiyero placed a hand on her shoulder to calm her down. He smiled at the startled expression on the girls faces and stepped in front of Elphaba.

"Ya know, Fae maybe I should-" Fiyero started but Elphaba cut him off, already knowing what he was going to say. "Go ahead." She said, growing more anxious in concern of Glinda.

Fiyero flashed them his winning Prince smile from his Shiz days and extended his hand. "Hello Miss Roscioli, Miss Gambatese. I am Fiyero Tiggular, and this is my lovely," Fiyero reached out to his side to pull Elphaba close to him, but found himself grabbing air. He frowned and spun around to her pacing. He grabbed her hand and into his arms, back in front of Dee and Jenn.

"As I was saying, I am Fiyero Tiggular, and this is my lovely wife Elphaba Thropp Tiggular. We understand this may sound ridiculous to you, especially us telling our situation and who we are. But we need your help, as you know we fled Oz and well, this is where we came, New York. But short story, The Wizard and Morrible are back in Oz and Glinda's missing. We need your help finding her."

Jenn held up her hands once Fiyero finished. "You guys are some crazy fans."

"I don't understand," Dee said interrupting, "Why us?" She said trying to make sense of the situation at hand without being possibly offensive to these people who were convinced they were Fiyero and Elphaba, though they almost had her convinced as well. Elphaba groaned and buried her face into Fiyero's jacket then quickly composed herself, turning back to the two girls.

"Look, this isn't up for discussion, and I'm really against the whole 'kidnapping some actors and actresses in order to save my best friend plan' but, Glinda was my only friend, and I owe her this much now. Fiyero, I told you they wouldn't believe us."

She hadn't it was actually her idea, but he went along with it.

"I don't think kid napping us will work, we have a party tonight because there's a cast change in Mystery of Edwin Drood."

"Oh, great! We'll come and then we can talk to them and at the same time have a little party!" Fiyero said, completely missing the point Dee was trying to get across. Jenn cast a wary glance at Dee and whispered in her ear.

"Do you remember the last time we invited guests to an after party? They fainted and one had a concussion." Jenn muttered. Dee shook her head.

"I know, but this time I didn't invite them."

Elphaba stood to the side escaping Fiyero's grasp. Normally she would relish it but now her thoughts were only focused on the blonde ditz of her friend.

Tell me if it was worth it, or if I should just scrap the idea and pretend such a horrible story never happened.

By the way, have I improved at all overall as a writer?

Elphie your WWW