Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked, but I do own this story. All other rights go to Stephen Schwartz, Winnie Holzman, and Gregory Maguire.

"Well? Are you coming?" After a few moments of thinking about her answer to this question, Glinda Upland adopted a sad expression.

"Elphaba, as much as I'd love to come with you, I can't. Please, at least try to understand," she replied. The green woman standing in front of her stood there for a moment in complete silence before her face darkened.

"I see," she stated. "Well, you've made your decision, and I respect that, but…" Elphaba looked up at Glinda with a slightly hurt expression showing in her eyes before letting out a deep sigh. "I'm sorry, Glinda, I really am, but just understand, it's better this way." Glinda stood there, confused.

"Elphie, what are you talking about?" she asked. Elphaba stood there for a moment, her head hanging low. Suddenly, there was a loud pounding at the door.

"Come on out, Witch! There's nowhere to run!" a man shouted from the other side of the door. The recently-proclaimed Wicked Witch cursed under her breath before reaching down to the floor and grabbing her newly-acquired spell book.

"Elphie, what are you doing?" Glinda asked as her friend flipped through the book. The witch glanced up at her ever-so-fabulous roommate.

"Saving you," she stated simply before going back to frantically flipping through the pages of the old book. Another pounding came from the door.

"You can't hide from us, Witch! Get the battering ram!" the same man as before shouted. Elphaba was panicking now, but she breathed a sigh of relief as she found what she was looking for.

"Look, Glinda, I'm really sorry for what I'm about to do, but it has to be done," she apologized, looking up at her friend, who was now thoroughly lost. Not giving her a chance to respond, the young witch looked back down to the book and started chanting. "Ahtus creto yemen kar, ahtus creto yemen kar…" Suddenly, Glinda felt a strange sensation pass through her body as Elphaba continued to chant. The world seemed to start spinning, and she instinctively put a hand up to her forehead. The vertigo quickly worsened, and she came to the realization that her friend's spell was the cause of what she was currently experiencing. Her vision began to darken.

"El…phie…" she said weakly, and that was all she was able to say before she collapsed to the floor.

The witch looked at her friend one last time with tearful eyes before getting on her broomstick and flying away. The last thing she heard from the room was the sound of a wooden door collapsing and the collective cry of the Gale Force soldiers as they saw her escape.

It had almost been a whole day since Glinda and Elphaba's departure to the Emerald City, and Fiyero Tiggular was already missing them greatly. He spent the whole day worrying about whether or not they were ok, which, as anyone who knew him would tell you, was a very non-Fiyero thing to do. He was supposed to be the brainless prince who hardly gave a thought to anything but himself, but ever since a few weeks ago, he hadn't been acting like his normal self. The students of Shiz University noticed this, but only a few ever chose to ask him, and when they did, they would just get a vague answer as a response. As he lay on his bed, Fiyero thought about his two friends once more before drifting off.

Elphaba Thropp, however, was not put to rest so easily. Although it was rather late at night and she was tired, she had a goal in mind, and she was determined to succeed. Escaping from the Emerald City wasn't hard, but it wasn't exactly easy. She came much closer to an arrow on several occasions than she would ever prefer to be, but other than that, it was smooth sailing. Even so, she was still wary while flying since news travels fast around the Emerald City and its surrounding areas. When Shiz University came into view, however, she allowed herself to lower her guard a little, feeling that she was far enough away for anyone to know about it yet. It wasn't too long after that she was hovering next to a (luckily) open window in the boys' dormitories.

Fiyero was awoken by the feeling that someone was watching him, but he didn't open his eyes, thinking that it would go away on its own. When it didn't, however, his eyes slowly opened. What he saw made him jolt up and almost cry out in shock. There, in the window, was the silhouette of a figure floating in the air. Seeing his sudden movement, the figure startled, revealing a tiny amount of green skin. When he saw this, his eyes widened.

"Elphaba?" he asked, unsure of whether or not this was a dream. The figure nodded, sticking her head through the window. She smiled, but it wasn't a happy smile. This was a sad smile, which was odd even for her.

"Hi, Fiyero," she greeted. Noticing the expression on her face, he frowned in concern.

"Is something wrong? You know, other than the fact that you're floating next to my window, that is," he joked. Immediately, her expression became solemn. She looked away from him before he could see the tears forming in her eyes. She muttered something unintelligible. "What was that?" Fiyero asked. "I didn't quite catch what you said there." She turned around, her eyes somewhat damp.

"I'm sorry, Fiyero," she said softly.

"For what?" he asked, confused. The witch, saying nothing more, got out her spell book once again and began chanting. "Elphaba? What are you doing?" he asked, beginning to feel dizzy; it wasn't long after that Fiyero collapsed onto the bed. Coming into his room for a moment, tears brimming in her eyes, Elphaba kneeled down next to him.

"I never got to tell you this, Fiyero," she whispered to him, "but I believe I was a little in love with you." With that, she got back on her broomstick and flew off.

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