A/N:Did Nessarose come back to life and kidnap all of my reviewers? You better love me now because the speech in this chapter was extremely hard to write. This chapter is defiantly the turning point in the story
Fiyero wouldn't help but smile when he walked into his bedroom. He saw his wife passed out in his bed, enjoying the comfort the bed provided. He quickly changed his clothes and laid down next to her. He watched the blanket go up and down due to her breathing. He watched her nose crinkle up at random times. He watched as a smile danced across her face. He watched her as she slept. She was truly the most beautiful woman he had ever met, even with the countless scars. He knew that all Oz is getting ready to break loose, but she was here and she's safe. He wrapped his arm around her and soon drifted off to sleep.
He woke up the next morning to someone banging down the door. "I'm coming, hold on," He told person as he walked towards the door. He opened it to revile Glinda and Hax standing on the other side. "What do you two want?"
"Oh, to the Unnamed God, Fiyero! You need to get dressed!" Glinda screamed at him.
"Why do I need to do that?" He questioned them, looking from one to the other.
"Fiyero, we are telling Oz the truth about Elphaba," Hax responded calmly. Fiyero sometimes wondered how Hax and Glinda fell in love, they are two totally different people.
"And," Glinda added, "releasing all the animal rights activist from Southstairs." Fiyero nodded his head and closed the door. He quickly got dressed, kissed Elphaba on her forehead before joining the two out in the hallway. Together they walked out onto the Palace stairs. The large crowd hushed as Glinda approached the microphone. "Fellow Ozians, we are here today to tell you the story of the Witch," the crowd gasped but Glinda didn't stop talking, "This is the truth, as Fiyero and I have lived it. She never fit it. She was never loved. She wasn't like us. She wasn't rich, she wasn't spoiled, she wasn't self absorbed. She is a wonderful person. She means no harm." Glinda stepped back, lending the microphone over to Fiyero.
"She's normal, as close to normal as you can get when you're born green. She's a human. She smells flowers, she loves puppies, she smiles at babies. She is just like you. She's an animal rights activist, so she got called Wicked." Fiyero stepped back, lending the microphone over to Hax.
"What we are trying to say is that Elphaba is not wicked and we ask you not to treat her like she is." The crowd started to murmur as Glinda returned to the microphone.
"Also, as the ruler of Oz, I release all of the animal right activists from the Southstairs as now supporting animal rights is no longer against the law. Now, Mr. Tiggular will answer questions from you." Fiyero returned to the mircophone as some one yelled over the crowd.
"What's on your finger?" Fiyero glanced down at his hand. Sure enough, his wedding ring was on his finger. He rarely wore it and especially didn't where it during public events. He mentally cursed himself before taking a deep breath.
"My wedding ring."
"Who's the lucky lady?" Another person shouted above the crowd. He glanced up at his window and saw Elphaba's brown eyes peering through the blinds. Just the look in her eyes gave him courage to conquer the world.
"It's Elphaba." After the name left his lips, he heard the gasps and whispers. Hax goes up to Fiyero and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"That will be all," Hax spoke into the microphone before the trio retreated back inside. Once behind closed doors, Glinda pulled Fiyero into a tight hug.
"You did the right thing," she told him after she pulled out of the hug.