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Fiyero and Elphaba weren't married yet. They still had about two months to go, but they both couldn't wait for the big day.
About a week after the whole commotion that had involved Glinda and Fiyero's lips, Elphaba found in her heart to forgive the blonde. Glinda perked up quickly.
Although, not everything was all sunshine and rainbows for the newlyweds-to-be. Elphaba had been experiencing nightmares, of Fiyero realizing that he's marring a green bean and then dumping her at the altar. She was left alone, with no one to love her.
It was those nights where she woke up crying. And Elphaba rarely cried. Despite the night that she cried more tears than she had in her whole life.
Fiyero was having trouble sleeping too. His bad dreams were of Elphaba never coming back to him after that terrible emotional night. Or something terrible happened to her so he was left in a fog of sadness. Never to be happy again.
He would wake up with a jolt, calling out her name, and shaking slightly. He would realize that he was just in his own dark room, and that his Fae was safe on the other side of the wall.
It would take them both a few minutes to a couple of hours to fall back to sleep. If it was a bad night, they would wake up again shortly of the same cause.
It was one particular night that it was inclement weather outside. The rain was coming down sideways, and fast. The wind was terrible. And it was constantly thundering and lightning.
Elphaba had trouble sleeping because of the storm but finally fell asleep , only to be pulled into another nightmare.
"And Fiyero do you take Elphaba as your wife?" The priest asked.
Just then Fiyero's eyes turn cold, as he narrowed them looking back at Elphaba.
"Of course not! How could I marry an artichoke?I never loved you." He sneered and stomped away, only to run up to Glinda. He held onto her and kissed her deeply. The same way Glinda kissed him that night.
Elphaba would start to cry. She was all alone.
Elphaba woke up with a start. She realized that she was really alone, and sobbed. Even though she knew that Fiyero was only behind a wall in his own room, she wished he was right there next to her, assuring her that it was only a dream, not reality.
She finally stopped crying, wiping her nose with her sleeve like a five year old. Then just laid there, being to scared to fall back asleep.
Fiyero was laying in bed, looking up at the ceiling, listing to the storm outside. It was just moments ago that he woke up from a bad dream. About Elphaba. He replayed it again in his mind.
The two were happily skipping through a forest, they had just been married. They were laughing and skipping, when all of a sudden there was a strange noise.
All of a sudden there came a knife out of no where, flying towards Elphaba.
"Fae!" He screamed. But it was too late.
Elphaba laid there there, lifeless. The knife plunged in her heart.
Fiyero bent down next to her, crying his eyes out.
Fiyero woke up fast after that. Too scared to even think about closing his eyes for more then a second.
Elphaba hated not sleeping. The storm outside wasn't helping either. She hated feeling so vulnerable.
Elphaba hesitated, but decided to get up, sliding her robe on, heading out of her room.
Fiyero heard a knock at his bedroom door, followed by a whisper.
"Yero?"
He got out of bed instantly, rushing to his door to open it wide.
When he saw her, she looked so scared and helpless. He didn't like it.
"Fae? Elphaba, what's wrong?" He was worried now.
"I couldn't sleep, and I just wanted to see you. It's stupid. I'm sorry for waking you. Goodnight."
She turned to walk away, but Fiyero grabbed her arm, making her stay.
"Fae you didn't wake me up, I've been up." He assured her. "I'm glad you came." He smiled faintly. "I'm glad to see you're alright." Then Fiyero realized what he said.
"Why wouldn't I be alright?" She asked concerned.
He tried to think up an excuse, but decided that lying wouldn't be good for their relationship.
"I had a bad dream." He muttered, feeling stupid.
She looked up at him, her eyebrows curving slightly, and her eyes filled with confusion. "You did?"
He nodded glumly. "Yeah." He sighed. "It's stupid." He shook his head. But so did she.
"No, Yero, so did I. That... that's why I came." She said in a small voice. He got concerned.
"You did? Fae what happened?" He took her arms, worried. She shook her head. "I don't want to talk about it." She whispered, as he pulled her close to him.
"It's okay Fae, I'm here." He rubbed small circles on her back for comfort.
But she shook her head again, tears coming to her eyes. "That's the problem though, you weren't there. Well you were at first but then you..you.." She couldn't croak it out.
"Hey,hey,hey," he hushed her softly. "I'm not going to leave you. Never. Not for anything or anybody." He broke away some, so he could pull her chin up so their eyes could meet.
"You can't get rid of me that easily Fae." He chuckled softly. "Even if you wanted to."
She just pulled herself back to him, holding him tightly. "I never want you to leave." She whispered.
A smile graced his lips. "Good. Neither do I."
They stayed there close to each other. Not breaking the hug they both were in.
"Fae?" He whispered.
"Yeah?"
"Don't leave." He pleaded with her.
She laughed. "Of course I won't leave you."
"No." He confused her. "Don't leave, like now. Stay. Here. For the night." This surprised Elphaba a lot. Just enough for her to pull away to look at him, but seriousness and sincereness were the emotions in his face.
"Yero-" she tried to reason, but he cut her off.
"Fae, I can't, no, I'm not,going to go back to bed, only knowing that you're on the other side of the wall either staying awake or having a horrendible nightmare." He took his hand to bring her eyes to his.
"Oh so this is for my own benefit?" She said dryly with a smirk. He gave a sheepish smile. "Okay, and the fact that I need you to be with me or I will not sleep." And that was the honest to oz truth.
She chuckled slightly. "Fiyero I'm not saying that I don't want to stay, I'm just saying that we're not married yet and-" Fiyero placed a finger over her lips, signaling her to stop.
"Fae I know we're not married yet, and I cannot wait until we are, but I'm not saying that I want to do any funny business. I want to sleep. With you." She simply smiled, seeing in his eyes that that was how he genuinely felt.
She was hesitant, but she knew that she wanted to be with him tonight too.
"Okay." Elphaba said in a small voice, amused at the way Fiyero lit up when she agreed.
"But remember," she said sternly "no funny business." He just smiled in agreement. "Of course not Fae, I would never do anything like that if you didn't want me too." He spoke solemnly. And she knew that he wasn't joking.
A clash of booming thunder and a bolt of lightning broke the moment, startling Elphaba, making her cling to Fiyero.
He held on tight to her. "Come on Fae, lets get some sleep." He nodded his head towards his room and she followed him, shutting the door behind them.
Elphaba laid down on her side, facing Fiyero, her hands were pressed together under her head like a second pillow and her knees were slightly bended. Fiyero was in the exact same position, facing his beautiful fiancée.
He decided to pull her close to him, and she stayed in his embrace, inhaling his sent.
He kissed her head before laying his head on hers. "I love you Fae." He told her sweetly.
"I love you too Yero." She smiled. After a few minutes, they both were finally able to sleep peacefully.
The next morning, Nessa started to wheel out of her room, as she heard something coming out of Fiyero's bedroom, which was across from her own.
Her sister came out of the room, shutting the door behind her, and blissfully headed to her room without even seeing Nessa.
Nessa was gobsmacked. There was only one reasonable explanation that Elphaba was coming out of Fiyero's room still in her pajamas.
Nessa needed to speak with her sister immediately.
She wheeled herself down to Elphaba's door and gave a loud knock. Elphaba was confused at this, so she opened the door instantly.
"Nessie what's wrong?" She worried. Nessa had a disapproving look on her face.
"May I speak with you privately." She said strictly.
Elphaba nodded slowly. "Sure. Come on in." She opened the door wider so her sister could come in and shut it when she entered.
"What's up Nessa?" She wondered casually.
"What's up is you and Fiyero in bed with each other when you are not even married yet." Nessa's face was almost red, and Elphaba was shocked.
"Nessa, it's not like we were doing anything." She tried to explain, but Nessa was quick to interrupt.
"Oh sure. You were just in Fiyero's room playing checkers all night." Nessa's words were dripping in sarcasm. "Was it your idea Fabala? Or did he pressure you into it? I wouldn't be surprised if he-"
"Nessa!" Elphaba was furious at her sister. And Elphaba's tone shook her up a bit.
"How could you think so lowly of Fiyero and I? We were just sleeping. We were having nightmares, about losing each other, it was terrible. " Elphaba hated just the thought of the horrible bad dreams.
"Nessa we just needed to be with each other. And just because I walked out of Fiyero's room in the morning doesn't mean we had our tongues down each other's throats all night. And for oz sake Nessa, even if we were its certainly not any of your business!" Elphaba basically exploded at her.
Nessa realized what her sister said was true. "I'm sorry Fabala, I just don't want Fiyero making you do anything that you don't want to do." Her voice was quiet.
Elphaba felt bad for yelling at her sister, but she meant every word.
"It's okay Nessa, just please worry less, and if something comes up I'll let you know okay?" Nessa was quick to forgive her sister as she left the room.
Nessa was still mad though. She hated that fact that Elphaba could easily be lying to her. And she didn't approve of Fiyero at the moment either.
Nessa knew what she had to do. She had to go have a word with her father about this.
