WARNING! MAJOR ANGST AHEAD! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

ok, Y'all know how this works. Elphaba thinks Fiyero is dead, he's really the scarecrow, Elphaba goes insane. Rated T for mentions of suicide.

Elphab's pov

No! No, no, no, no, NO, NO. NOOOO! My Yero! No! You can't be dead! I need you! I love you! I tried to save you! I really did! Please! Come back! Please... please...

I sobbed uncontrolably into my cape. Sitting on the floor in Kiama-Ko castle. HIS castle...

Oh, Yero...

This is my entire fault! I really am as wicked as everyone says. Everything... Everyone... I love is destroyed by my own hand.

No good deed goes unpunished.

Glinda hates me now.

Nessa is dead...

Fiyero is dead...

I let out a cry, no, a scream of anguish. I get up, still crying, and look around. Nothing sharp enough to kill myself with. That's what I really want. To die. To join him again. Of course, I'm sure he went to heaven... I'd go the other direction. Hell is where the wicked go, isn't it?

So, that's it? No matter what I do, I'll never see him again. I let out another scream. I scream and cry until my thought is raw and I know I would sound awful if I talked but I don't care. All I want is you, Yero!

Come back! You said forever! You said you'd always be there! Come back! I love you!

Augh! I smash everything off of the desk, knock all of the books off the shelf, and bang my head against the wall repeatedly. I feel nothing. My whole body is numb while the stabbing in my heart grows worse. I grab a picture frame and am about to throw it, when I see the picture.

It's Fiyero.

I suppose this is his family's castle. In the picture, he stands tall, in his Gale Force uniform. This must have been taken the bight he was announced as the captain. Same shaggy, yet neat brown hair, same chiseled, handsome features, same eyes. Those sapphire orbs that I loved so dearly, that I miss so much. He has a charming smile on his face, but it is clear he's not happy. I can see the fire in his eyes. Now permanently extinguished. I can also see the pain, sadness and loneliness in those beautiful eyes. The same emotions that reflect in my own eyes.

I take the picture out of it's frame and hold it close to my heart. I was still crying, but seeing his picture made it so much worse. I collapsed onto the floor and cried harder and harder. I gently placed the photo in a small pocket in my cape to keep him close. Yero... I miss you.

Come back...

the end

and then we move into the For Good scene and, well, you know what happens next. 3:)