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I must have fallen asleep because I woke up with a jolt.
Clicking. Shouting. Flashing lights.
Elphaba had a tight grip on my hand. She was scared, although her face certainly wouldn't give it away. She would make an amazing actress, I always thought. Still, I was starting to crack the enigma that was Elphaba Thropp; noticing the slight flare of her nostrils or twitch of an eye that might give me a brief insight into her mind. Of course, I didn't understand her completely. Not even close. Galinda (back when she was Galinda) had told me that couples should always know what the other was thinking. I never knew with Elphaba. I just knew that I wanted her to be there for my whole life.
"Alright, back away! No more pictures!"
It was a middle-aged man in fluorescent clothing. He had dark skin and a balding head that shined from the flashes that persisted despite his attempt to make them stop.
"Get the ambulance ready!" He yelled over his shoulder to someone that I couldn't see. I couldn't see much of anything really. Just agonising bursts of light, Elphaba to my side, balding man above me.
He turned to look straight at Elphaba. She looked away.
"Can you understand me?"
"Yes." She mumbled. It was too painful to nod.
"And you?"
It took me a while to realise that he was speaking to me. I was too preoccupied with Elphaba.
"He does." Elphaba answered for me.
I craned my head up to where the man was stood. We were looking eachother straight in the eyes.
"Sorry." I murmured feebly. "I understand."
The other person came over, I think. At least, I know that we were both lifted into the vehicle at the same time, somehow.
The doors shut and then...then...
"Fiyero!"
I was on a bed. White walls and something beeping. I looked down to see myself exactly as I was before that night in the forest. Old clothes, old body. I thought for a second that maybe all of this had been a dream. That I was still in bed with Glinda in some high-end hotel in Oz. Luckily Elphaba snapped me out of my nightmare by rushing to my side. It was her turn to squeeze my hand. She wore a blue and white gown that somehow didn't make her look any less beautiful. She had an ethereal glow about her.
"You look beautiful"
I knew after I'd said it that she wouldn't like it, but the words had fallen out of my mouth before my brain could catch them.
She laughed- her short half-snorting laugh that I'd heard so much back in Shiz.
"I look ridiculous."
"You look ridiculous?" I had to laugh too.
"You look pale."
Her word were soft, but had a sense of urgency about them that made me too afraid to ask her about anything. It was almost a relief when a woman walked to the foot of the bed. Her features seemed to be set in a permanent scowl. Whether she'd been there the whole time or had just walked in, I wasn't sure.
"Back in your bed." She instructed Elphaba rather sternly. "We have to do more tests..." She bit her bottom lip and fumbled with some papers as her words trailed off. "Besides, he needs rest."
I watched as Elphaba loosened her grip on me and shuffled over to the bed a few feet away. Just too far to hold hands. The scowling woman was still hovering at the end of the bed.
"I'm doctor Michelle Jones. And you are?"
Unsure whether to answer, I looked to my right where Elphaba was perched restlessly on the white covers of her bed. She gave me a nod and a reassuring smile.
"Uh, Fiyero." I stuttered "Fiyero Tiggular."
"The other doctor did ask me this earlier..." Elphaba muttered, prompting Dr Michelle to shoot her a very unprofessional look, before turning back to me.
"You're going to have to spell that for me." Her pen was hovering over some papers secured to a blue plastic clipboard.
Once she'd taken down my name she pondered over her notes for at least five minutes, flipping backwards and forwards between pages, making 'umm's and 'ahh's as she did so. It took me by surprise when she finally spoke again.
"Well you seem healthy...if exhausted. Another doctor will be in to check on you later but the police will be in to speak to you both in a moment."
"Police?" I asked a little too loudly for my dry throat, causing me to cough the end of the word.
Dr Michelle handed me a glass of water that I hadn't noticed was on the table beside my bed. I nodded gratefully and gulped down the entire glass.
"Well there seem to be far more questions than answers about this whole situation at the moment." She gestured to Elphaba with her eyes, which caused an anger to rise up from my stomach. But Elphaba just took a deep intake of breath and asked "When will they be here?"