Disclaimer: "I own Wicked!!!"

Elphaba: do you think we've lost her?

Glinda: Probably, *swishes wand*

Me: No!!!!, i'm melting!!! Fine then i don't own wicked. There i hope you're happy now.

Elphaba: Very.

Glinda: hey you stole my line!!!

A/N: Thank you for all you lovely reviews. I love you all, in a non stalkerish way. I'm coping with my grandmother's death, i might be down in the dumps for a while, so some of the stuff you read might be slightly depressing. This chapter is shorter than the other one and is the after math of what happened. it's not very interesting and i don't think that it's too crash hot, but i'd like to know. also i have a tendancy to write really long A/Ns. On with the chapter now.

Chapter 2

Avoidance

When Elphaba woke up she had the worst headache in the world, probably due to all the alcohol she consumed last night and because she had a hangover as well. The next thing she realised was that she could feel someone's face nuzzling her neck. Her eyes shot open and she slowly turned to see who it was. She let a gasp of surprise when she saw who was staring at her, eyes closed and sleeping soundly. She could see his chest rise and fall with every breath he took and she couldn't help but admire him. She popped herself on one elbow and admired him for a little longer, but a sudden reality hit her like a bucket of cold water being splashed on her. She brain slowly kicked in and quickly realised what had happened last night. She forgot about having a hangover and the continued feeling of nausea in the pit of her stomach. Oh Sweet Oz. She slid her hands down her body and realised she was wearing his shirt, how in Oz can I not notice I'm wearing his clothing? She wanted to think of worse things in Oz, like Animals being mistreated and Horrible Morrible, Hey that rhymes, but at the present moment she could only think of the betrayal she'd done towards Glinda, her best and only friend. She mentally cursed herself twenty times over and an interesting thought hit her, why in Oz am I still in his bed? She climbed out of his bed, trying with all her might not to wake him up. It didn't work. As she was dressing she heard someone stretch and yawn.

Please don't notice me, please don't notice me, Elphaba thought twenty times over.

"Morning Fae," he chirped brightly.

Fae? Well it's better than Elphie, "Morning to you too," her reply was said stiffly and her back was still turned to him as she got dressed.

"Are you okay?" he asked moving from the bed and getting dress, but not bothering to put a shirt on, due to the fact that Elphaba had already seen him naked.

"Uh..." she stuttered and really wished he'd put on a shirt, not because she was embarrassed by it, but because she couldn't really think of anything else at the present moment. She finally managed to choke out, "No."

"Why?" He stood in front of her and tilted her chin up so she could look him in the eye, "Please tell me, Fae." He was pleading with her now, he loved her and wished that some part of her would love him too, but knowing her she would deny that she loved him, due to her fierce loyalty to Glinda.

"Fiyero," she breathed, "We woke up in bed this morning. Together and I was half-naked, doesn't that tell you something?"

"Yes, but what's the problem?"

Men!!! Elphaba mentally screamed, no matter how smart they will never get the point. Well...Fiyero is not the type of person to get the point quickly.

"Fiyero puts the night's events together and what do you have?"

"I have you and me, extremely drunk and ending up in my bed, for some bizarre twister of fate."

"Yes, exactly!!!" she screamed at him pulling away from him and started pacing the length of the room, "You and me, somehow end up in bed together and end up sleeping with each other, because we both consumed too much alcohol without a second thought to Glinda," throwing her hands up in exasperation.

"Fae, stop pacing and please calm down," he said grabbing her arm and pulling her gently towards him.

"Calm down!?" she shrieked, "How can I calm down, when I have no recollection of last night's events and have to fill in the gaps, which means I found out I slept with my best friend's fiancé, who just happens to be some party boy I met in university and didn't know at all."

Her words were harsh and he flinched when she referred to him as a party boy, "Sorry for being such a party boy back in university and I'm sorry for this morning and last night and all the other times I've been a jerk to you. So just forget about it Elphie," going back to Glinda's nickname for her because his emotions were just completely haywire at the moment and he didn't know whether to call her Elphaba or Fae, because Elphaba sounded too formal at the present moment and Fae sounded too...romantic for the situation.

"So we should just forget about it," Elphaba said in agreement, but on the inside her brain was screaming, you don't want to forget about it. You love him too much to do so. Shut up, Elphaba told her mind.

"So let's forget about it," his mind was screaming, are you serious? No honestly are you serious? You just made love to the woman you have been hopelessly in love with since forever and now you want to forget about it? Man, your mind is twisted.

They both agreed they would forget it, but their minds and hearts were telling them otherwise.

***

Unknown to them Madame Morrible was listening in on the whole conversation. Excellent, she thought, I have the perfect blackmail against the hideodeous artichoke and the Captain of Gale Force. Perfect. Just perfect. She grinned wickedly to herself and left with haste, her heels clicking against the marble floor of the Emerald Palace. She couldn't wait to tell the Ozians about the Witch and Captain of The Gale Force but should she tell everyone? Or should she use it as blackmail against the Witch and The Captain? She grinned wickedly to herself as she drew out a plan in her head.

***

"Master Tin," Morrible said as she approached the tin figure in the alleyway.

"Celia Morrible, fancy seeing you again," he replied.

"Oh, hush up, I found out some interesting information regarding the Witch and Captain of Gale Force."

"I'm listening," he said, "She made me this way and she needs to pay."

"At last I have found someone that shares those views of her."

"Many more show the same view as you and I, but chose to keep their mouths shut because The Wizard said so."

Morrible scoffed, "The Wizard is nothing more than my pawn that hides behind that giant head of his to prevent the citizens of Oz to discover he holds no power."

"The Wizard holds no power? Interesting," the Tin Man said, "I'm sure we can use that to blackmail him later if we must. So you were saying about The Witch and Captain before."

"Oh yes dearie, I was saying I heard a very interesting conversation between them. It appears that..." Morrible continued her detailed description of the conversation she heard between the Witch and the Captain.

The Tin man was absolutely stunned that they would stoop that low and hurt Glinda. The Tin Man, who was Boq, but didn't tell Morrible that, wanted revenge on The Witch or turning him into the Tin Man, who does something like that? He wondered, only someone truly wicked, he thought was a logical answer, and now he also wanted revenge on The Captain for cheating on Glinda. He burned with rage and anger towards the Witch and Captain, they were meant to be her best friends and they betrayed her behind her back. They must both pay.

***

Elphaba was never the one to accidentally sleep with her best friend's fiancé; she was too responsible for that. Then if she was responsible, how did she get into this situation. Yes, she was very drunk and so was he, but the question remained how on earth did they end up sleeping with each other? Elphaba tried to rid her head of these thoughts and questions of what might have been, but they didn't want to leave her mind. She inwardly groaned and headed back to...actually to where? She wasn't given a room and she stayed with him last night, so where to go?

She roamed the Palace until she found someone that looked like they could help her. She found a library along her way to find someone, but couldn't she was content with waiting for someone to get her, she waited in the library. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she loved books and a massive library plus Elphaba equals a very happy Grand Vizier and a very obvious place to look for her.

She became very engrossed with all the books on the shelves; she found spell books, Animal rights, who knew. I would have thought The Wizard would have destroyed them all. She began to read a very thick volume on sorcery and soon all her troubles and worries about the earlier event of the day melted away, but they were still at the forefront of her mind.

***

Fiyero Tiggular, Prince of the Vinkus, was usually very calm, but at the present moment she seemed to be going into overload. All he could remember were the night's previous events, as hard as he tried to push them out of his mind, but that didn't go to well. Since he and Elphaba were both drunk beyond their minds he had to only imagine what it felt like, but imagining things means he had to fill in the gaps and filling in the gaps, weren't exactly...his strong point. He decided they needed to talk about it more, but realised that she's already probably forgotten about it, due to her the one asking the night's events to be forgotten.

He groaned. What is it that makes me attracted to you so much Elphaba Thropp? He knew the answer to that of course, but he would remind himself that he was marrying Glinda. Oh for the love of Oz, why is it that whenever I think of Glinda I get this really bad feeling guilt in the pit of my stomach, because, his conscience scolded him, you're not marrying her for love and are just doing it because everyone expects it of you. He inwardly groaned, why does my conscience always have to be so bloody right?

***

"Fiyero dearest," Glinda called knocking on his door.

She heard a muffled response from the other side of the door.

"Fiyero, breakfast was served two hours ago, please get out of the room."

"Coming in a second Glinda, and don't worry about breakfast," appearing at the door, "I have one of the worst hangovers ever and don't feel like eating."

"That's nice to know dearest," giving him a kiss, which he felt instantly guilty about and stiffened.

Sensing this, Glinda asked, "What's the matter dearest?"

"Urm...nothing you need to worry about, just a lot of paperwork I need to do," he lied, he hated to lie to Glinda, but if she found out the night's events she would...well...let's just say it would be ugly.

"Okay, we have a wedding to plan," she replied, having no clue what was going on.

He heart just sank; great I momentarily forgot I was getting married. Oh that's just brilliant.

"Fiyero, you seem to be thinkifying, what's the matter and don't say nothing, because I know it's not nothing."

"Just wondering where Elphaba is," that was true, but he wished he could hold her and never let go.

"Oh yes, where is my dearest, darlingest Elphie, I must find her at once and ask her to be my Maid of Honour," she chirped brightly.

"Actually you don't worry about it, I'll go find her. I have nothing to do today and I'm pretty sure you have many things The Wizard has you to do."

"Oh would you dearest, I just have so many things to do today and I'm glad Elphie's here to pitch in," she said and gave him a peck on the check and bounced off to Oz knows where.

This left a very guilty Fiyero to deal with. He could see it in Glinda's eyes the love and devotion, he couldn't ruin this for her, and he just couldn't. So if that meant he was going have to say goodbye to the love of his life and not be with her, so be it. He was too god a man to cheat on Glinda intentionally. Even though he already did, and furthermore—, he inwardly groaned again, what is it about you Elphaba Thropp that makes me think so much?

***

Fiyero found Elphaba curled up in the furthest corner of the library reading what looked like a book on sorcery. Making his entrance known he said, "I never picked you for a girl who would work for The Wizard." Leaning against the selves.

She looked up from her book, "Then you don't know me at all then."

"I thought I was close."

"Okay," she said closing the book, "What do you know about me then?"

"Okay let me think," sitting in a chair parallel from her and looking her in the eye, which she refused to make contact with, due to the fact that the book self suddenly became more interesting, and that under his stare,s eh suddenly felt very unsure about her feelings for him, "I know your middle name is Melena. You love your sister Nessarose, even though she treats you more like a servant than a sister, your best and only friend is Glinda, you never tried alcohol until last night, you are an Animal Rights Activist that was formerly called the Wicked Witch of the West. Your father blames you for Nessa's disability and your mother's death, you love to read and would much prefer it if you could read all day and not be forcibly dragged out to parties by Glinda. Shall a go on?"

"Okay you've made you point, but how do you know all that stuff, I never told you that my father blamed me for my mother's death," her lips were dangerously close to his.

He simply said in a whisper, "because I..." he trailed off, he would not say it, he knew she would blow up if he told her the real reason he knew. He'd known since the beginning ever since the Lion Cub, he started to observe her more and when he saw the look Elphaba gave Nessa at the Train Station, he knew it. Her father blamed her for her mother's death.

"I...what?"

"Never mind I have to go," he said standing up and exiting the library, with the same haste as he did when they rescued the Lion Cub, completely forgetting that he was suppose to asked her if she wanted to be Glinda's maid of Honour and forgetting if she wanted to tell Glinda about what happened.

Elphaba was left confused, but they both had the same thought on their mind, what just happened? And they both came up with the same solution to deal with each other. Avoidance.

You don't have to review, but knowing what you think is nice. Also, with the whole made love and slept together thing, i think that Elphie would think they slept together and Fiyero thinks that they made love, but that's my opinion. I had this idea with my next chapter, but it was just too long, so now they're both 2 separate chapters. Vitual cookies to anyone who read the chapter.