YAY! Thanks to the people who left so many lovely comments, I'm thrillified to present the sequel to "What Is This Feeling?"

We find Fiyero during the second act right before "Thank Goodness" takes place, but don't worry, there will be a flash back! I also might note that the sequel is a bit more difficult for me because it's easier to write Fiyero in character during the Shiz-era than the second act, so bear with me. His personality has changed a bit, well what do you expect? He had to go through years being seperated from Elphie! He is a little sadder than you remember...

I must stress that it's important to leave some reviews because now I'm going to be busier than ever and might not be as motivated, but as long as people read, I shall write!

DISCLAIMER: Even though it depressing me to say it, I...don't...own...Wicked...way to rain on my parade Madame Morrible!

Reflections

Fiyero took in the surroundings of his new quarters. He and Glinda had recently taken up residence in the Emerald Palace after the Wizard had decreed Glinda as Glinda the Good officially.

His room was cavernous, much larger than he required. His wall was draped in emerald velvet and one wall was covered with a colossal book case packed with numerous volumes of books, just as he had requested. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling and a wood-burning fireplace crackled in the corner. It was indeed a room fit for a prince, and it was hell to him.

Fiyero looked down on his bed where his freshly tailored Captain of the Guard uniform lay, and it sickened him every time he laid eyes on it. The very idea of leading a team, whose sole duty was to hunt the Wicked Witch of the West, was too much for him to bear.

The Wicked Witch of the West….Fiyero recalled the day he first heard that horrific title.

Fiyero and Glinda stood unmoving in train station as she wept into his comforting shoulder.

"Glinda…where's Elphaba?" he had asked, dreading what the answer might be.

"Is she trapped somewhere? Is she sick? Is she injured? Is she…" he thought of all of the horrific things that could have kept her from coming home to Shiz, to Glinda, to him.

After Glinda had composed herself enough, she took Fiyero's hand in hers and began to lead him towards her dorm. She kept mumbling about how he needed to hear the real story before the word gets out. Fiyero followed willingly, feeling very numb. When Glinda opened the door to her dorm, a fresh wave of emotion hit her as she saw Elphaba's room exactly the way she left it. She sat down on her own bed and Fiyero joined her.

"Glinda, what happened? Why didn't Elphaba come home with you? Is she…" Fiyero began with an urgent voice, unable to bring himself to say the word 'dead'.

"No Fiyero, she isn't dead." She choked out.

Fiyero felt a split second of relief until reality set back in. Glinda took a deep breath.

"Oh Fiyero, it was horrible." She whispered.

Glinda spared no detail of their trip to the Emerald City. She talked about meeting the Wizard who wanted to test Elphaba on her powers and how she read the Grimmerie to make the monkey's fly. How the Wizard had no real powers and he was the one behind the animal problems, how Elphaba decided to go against him. She told how Elphaba enchanted the broom and flew away, promising to fight the Wizard, and finally how Madame Morrible branded Elphaba to be called "The Wicked Witch of the West."

The hairs stood up on the back of Fiyero's neck when she told him Elphaba's new name. He felt that he was going to be ill so he stood up and told Glinda he had to leave.

"No, stay with me please!" she pleaded grabbing his arm.

"I have to go!" he growled as he walked out of her dorm.

Fiyero slammed the door to his room and threw his jacket across the room. He pushed things off of their shelves and kicked his nightstand before sliding to the ground, taking fist-full's of his own hair.

"I had my chance, and now she is gone."

It only took a few weeks for Glinda to regain her usual personality, but Fiyero understood that behind her brave face was someone who was hurting. He couldn't leave her, not now, besides she made it clear Elphaba wasn't coming back.

Fiyero stayed dormant for months, talking to almost nobody except Glinda, and when the rumors about the new Wicked Witch began to fly through school, there were days he couldn't make himself get out of bed. His heart was broken.

As their years at Shiz went by, Fiyero began to take comfort that Glinda was with him and he realized he genuinely cared for her well-being. He could never love her in the way she wanted him to, his heart was with the women supposedly flying around Oz and terrorizing citizens, and it always will be. However, being around someone who knew the truth about Elphaba was very reassuring.

After their days at Shiz were over, he and Glinda decided to move to the Emerald City. Going back their he could tell was difficult for her, this was the place she and Elphaba had decided to call home after Shiz until fate had a different plan for them.

Despite the solace he found in Glinda, Fiyero never truly felt happy. Not when he knew Elphaba was flying around Oz, alone, with Oz always on alert.

He thought of Elphaba as he looked around his new luxurious room.

"This was supposed to be her life, not mine." He thought.

That night, Fiyero lay in his new bed, mind unable to stray from Elphaba. Tomorrow would be the day that they would announce to Oz that Glinda has become the right hand women to the Wizard and he is now the Captain of the Guard. Tomorrow he would have to put on a happy face to the people in Oz as they said terrible things of Elphaba.

By the sound of the muffled sobs coming from the room next door, Fiyero could tell that Glinda was thinking of the same thing he was.

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