A Million Dreams

A/N: Okay so here goes... I'm fairly new to this fandom. I've seen the musical, I have not read the books... but I have read the amazing creations of the authors on here. I thought I'd give it a go myself. If anyone has any tips for me or any more information, please throw me a message! I can only hope this is good enough.

Fiyero awoke in his dorm with a start, sitting upright in his bed, heart pounding, breathless as though he'd just run the entire length of Shiz University and back to his room. His eyes drifted up to the ceiling, the slow lightening of the sky outside had not yet penetrated the walls of his room, he took deep breaths, slowly bringing his breathing back to a normal rhythm, his heart not yet catching up with his efforts, he lay back down. It wasn't very often he had vivid dreams, but the green best friend of his girlfriend had often been the subject of them.

This time, he had an awful sense of foreboding, his gut telling him that something bad was going to happen, and Elphaba was going to be the target. He knew he had to tell her, but how exactly did one tell someone not to trust everything they see, not to believe everything they heard, and that somehow they'd be responsible for flying monkeys being unleashed across Oz? They'd surely laugh in his face before he'd get the chance to finish. And Elphaba... Kind...sweet...beautiful...smart...logical Elphaba... She'd probably think he was ill. Or drunk.

Throwing off the blankets, he got up and got dressed in the dark, the clock on the table beside the bed read 4:55 am, and he suppressed a groan and started walking. On any other day, he'd easily sleep in until at least after 10, not walking through the deserted grounds of Shiz University on a Saturday morning, when everyone else with half a brain cell would still be sleeping.

That was when he found her. The very last person he wanted to see at that moment, looking almost serene and at peace in the moonlight and slow approaching dawn beside the water fountain, the shine giving her emerald green skin an ethereal glow to it.

"Didn't anybody tell you that it's rude to stare?"

Her tone was light, no hint of sarcasm, or anger in it that he was accustomed to. He shook his head giving her a lopsided grin as he headed over to her.

"For your information, I wasn't staring. I was observing."

Elphaba opened her eyes to give him a pointed look, managing a small smile of her own.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked.

"I could ask you the same thing." She shrugged.

"Couldn't sleep." He answered. "Your turn."

"I got a letter from my father."

"What did he say?" He asked he could tell whatever it was, it was clearly bothering her.

"He doesn't want me to go to the Emerald City. He thinks I'm abandoning Nessa and neglecting my duties to care for her."

After all that he'd been told about her home life, Fiyero for once, found himself agreeing with the old man, a revelation that didn't sit particularly well with him, all things considered, but that nagging feeling in his gut was still there. But he'd also known just how much she'd been looking forward to it ever since she'd got the letter two weeks ago. He knew just how much she looked forward to meeting the Wizard. As if the meeting itself was the answer to all of her hopes and dreams. And to Elphaba, it was. "I mean... it's not like you'll be gone forever. I'm sure Nessa can cope for a weekend without you."

"That's what she told him in her letter, pleading with him to let me go. And usually, he would give in to whatever his precious Nessa asks. Not this time."

He sat in silence, thinking for a moment. That was the infuriating thing about her. She actually got him to sit back and to think of a logical solution. And to his surprise, he actually didn't mind the change in his behaviour. Even Galinda had noticed a difference.

Elphaba looked over at him, she could practically see the wheels in his head turning. She knew he wasn't just thinking about her current situation, the letter burning a hole in her pocket. She realised, at last, that she hadn't been this close to him since the Lion Cub incident. Their moment in the clearing was something she held very close to her heart, she hadn't even confided the full truth to Galinda. She was her only friend, her best friend. She couldn't exactly tell her she had a crush on her boyfriend. She'd seen it in his eyes that day in the clearing, that he had felt at least something too. And she definishly should not be staring, not after she had reprimanded him for doing the same thing. She shook her head pushing the thought to the back of her mind. "So... Why couldn't you sleep?"

"Huh? Oh... Nothing. Bad dream." He shrugged, finally giving up looking for a solution to her issue.

"Want to talk about it?"

"I don't really remember much." He lied, unable to look at her this time.

Elphaba had caught on easily. "You're a horrendible liar."

He chuckled softly to himself, turning his gaze back to her. "Is it your life's mission to call me out on everything?"

"Nobody else will." She smiled.

He grinned at her for another minute. Oz, that smile... He sighed as his grin fell from his lips. "Alright. But you'll only think I'm crazy."

"Fiyero. You're a Prince. Talking to the Governor of Munchkinland's green daughter. In the middle of the night." She stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Point taken."

Unconsciously, she'd shuffled along the bench closer to him to offer comfort. "I won't tell anyone. No matter how crazy it sounds."

He looked at the promise in those big, beautiful brown eyes of hers and sighed again. "It was about you." He finally told her, looking ahead of him now.

"Me? Why would you have a bad dream about me?" She looked confused. Why would he have a dream about her at all?

"I don't know. All I remember is I was seeing you through someone else's eyes in the Emerald City. You were probably causing another commotion. You were surrounded by flying monkeys."

The comment earned a slight laugh from her. "What happened?"

He looked at her face, seeing slight amusement, most likely from his earlier words, but among the amusement, he saw concern and worry. He couldn't ruin her chance to fulfil her dream, so chose not to tell her the full story. "Nothing, exactly. It was a blur. But it looked like you were controlling them."

The concern was gone in less than a second, and she laughed, and he had no idea why her laugh put him at ease, but it did.

"I'm sorry...That has got to be the craziest thing I've ever heard you say." She giggled. "But me?! Controlling flying monkeys!? If such a thing existed, I doubt I'd be the one to..." she barely finished her sentence as more giggled erupted. "That's some imagination you have... Did someone do something to your drinks?"

He couldn't help but grin again. Although the feeling of dread was still there, in that moment, it didn't matter. It seemed to be the thing she needed to take her mind off the letter she received, and the pair fell into a comfortable silence.

"I hope the Lion Cub is okay... We did do the right thing didn't we?" She asked. "I can't help but wonder..."

Without thinking, he took her hand in his, looking at her imploringly. "Of course we did. Maybe one day we'll see him and we'll ask him. Or he could have got to the Emerald City."

She smiled and looked down at their joined hands, emerald green inside tan. That familiar jolt shot straight through her arm to her chest. And slowly she looked up at his sheepish gaze.

"I just want you to be careful. Please?" He looked. "I've come to enjoy your company. And you're a good friend." Even as he'd said the word, it felt wrong somehow. But he had Galinda to think of. He couldn't very well pursue her best friend. And Elphaba herself would have a few choice words about it all too, he imagined.

That word had caused her world to halt. Of course he only saw her as a friend. Who could love a girl with green skin? To top it off, he was in a relationship with her best friend. "Of course." She breathed slowly. "Anyway... I should get back before Galinda notices I'm gone. She loves gossip, but I don't think she'd like to hear about our midnight talks." And with that, she'd pulled her hand away and fled back toward the dormitories and the room she shared with Galinda.

Suddenly, Fiyero felt very cold, like the young witch had taken the warmth with her in the palm of her hand when she left. Feeling like he was being watched, he looked around him. Of course he couldn't see dark eyes glaring at him from a window above, so when he saw nothing, he retreated back to his own room to try and sleep some more, but he found it very difficult once he collapsed back into his bed.

Elphaba snuck back into her room, finding the blonde asleep in her bed, and she quickly got herself dressed for bed and climbed back into her own bed, staring up at the ceiling.

Both witch and Prince in their respective rooms, couldn't seem to get the other out of their minds.

A/N: So what did you think? I'd love to hear feedback. Until next time!