A/N - Thanks for your reviews guys. And now for the latest chapter...

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After the announcement was finished, Glinda ordered the doors to the Emerald Palace to be closed for the rest of the day. She figured nobody would want to go near the place thanks to its latest 'tenant'. She walked into the Grand Hall smiling at Michael as he stood waiting for her. He smiled back to her and said, "You did great. Nice work answering the questions, too."

"Thank you," she replied back. "Thanks for your coaching."

"No problem."

Glinda then had a serious look on her face. "So, what's our first step?"

They were interrupted by Pavel who walked up to them. He motioned towards Fiyero as he said, "I'm sorry for the intrusion, your Goodness, but the…'scarecrow' over there says he needs to talk to you urgently."

Glinda remembered she hadn't had a chance to talk to Fiyero since his arrival. She smiled at Pavel and said, "That's fine, Pavel. I will see him now."

Pavel nodded and walked over to Fiyero to let him know Glinda would talk to him. When Fiyero walked up, she gave him a great big hug which he returned. She then turned to Michael and said, "Michael, this is Fiyero Tiggular, prince of the Vinkus and old friend from University. Fiyero, this is Michael Westen: he's here to help us with some 'problems' we're having?"

They shook hands. "Pleased to meet you," Michael said.

Fiyero replied, "Likewise." Then he turned to Glinda. "Have you seen Fae? Is she ok?"

Glinda nodded. "She's fine, Fiyero. We're taking good care of her."

He breathed a sigh of relief. When she was captured in front of the palace, he thought he would lose her forever.

He missed her.

Fiyero then asked Glinda, "Is there a private place to talk? Fae and I found something on Old Kiamo Highway a few days ago."

Michael asked him, "What did you find?"

He leaned in and said to them, "Apparently, the Wizard's got a warehouse along there. We overheard some guards talking about hoarding supplies for a bridging project."

Glinda thought about this for a second. A bridging project, she wondered. Then it hit her. "The bridge repairs over the Dormon River in Quadling Country. The bridge there was damaged beyond repair after the last set of storms."

Michael looked around the Grand Hall and noticed that they were being watched by Governor Shaz. Michael interrupted their conversation. "Uh, may I suggest, your Goodness, that we heed Mr. Tiggular's advice and find a private place to chat? Perhaps one of our suites?"

He nodded towards the Governor's location. When Glinda saw what Michael was referring to, she agreed to his suggestion. She led Fiyero to the stairs with Michael a few feet behind them. Michael pulled out his phone, pushed a few buttons and, after a few seconds, quietly said, "Sam, where are you?"

Outside of the Emerald Palace, Sam had been keeping an open eye and ear as to the goings on after the trial announcement. He replied to Michael, "Outside the front, buddy, listening in to the latest gossip here. What's up?"

"I may need your help Sam. Meet me at my suite."

"You got it."

Michael hung up and, as he got to the second floor, saw Fiona standing outside of the library. He motioned for her to follow, and she nodded in understanding.

Once the five of them were in Michael's suite, Fiyero described to the group the events that occurred a few nights before:

"Fae and I were walking back towards Kiamo Ko using the Old Kiamo Highway. We travelled that way because the highway is not used much anymore. We weren't too far into Winkie when we heard some voices. So, we hid and discovered the voices belonged to some guards standing by a rather large warehouse a fair distance back from the road. They talked about how the Wizard was storing stuff there until you're no longer in control of Oz."

Fiona asked him. "Did you see what they were storing?"

"When we got there, they were carrying in lumber that was to be used for rebuilding a bridge. I don't know if there's more than that in there or not – we really didn't stick around to look."

Sam shook his head. "You know, I'm liking this Wizard less and less."

Michael ignored him. "Do you remember where you saw this warehouse?" When Fiyero nodded, Michael then asked him, "Do you think you can take us to it?"

"Are you thinking of paying a visit?" Fiona asked.

Michael pointed between himself and Fiona. "We need to start getting ready for trial first." He then turned to Sam. "Sam, can you go with Fiyero and do some scouting for us?"

Sam nodded. "Sure thing."

Fiyero interjected, "It's about a day's journey away. It's going to take a long time to get there."

Glinda smiled. "Perhaps not."

With that, she put her fingers into her mouth and let out a loud whistle – loud enough that everybody was making sure their hearing wasn't damaged. Suddenly, a winged monkey wearing a red jacket, beige vest and black pants flew through the window into the room. Michael was amazed at the sight of the winged creature. Fiona smiled with excitement. Sam looked at the creature with abhorrence.

The monkey came up to Glinda. "Miss Glinda call…Chistery come."

Glinda motioned towards the group. "Chistery, these are my friends." She motioned towards each of them. "This is Michael, Fiona and Sam." Motioning towards Fiyero, she asked him, "You remember Fiyero, don't you?"

Chistery nodded. He said in broken English, "I'm sorry…about…Miss Elphie."

Fiyero nodded; the mention of Elphaba's name made him miss her more. "Thank you Chistery."

Glinda continued, "I need you and some of your friends to take Sam and Fiyero somewhere. Can you do that?"

Chistery enthusiastically nodded, but Sam raised his hands in protest. "Uh, hold up a second. You mean we'll be travelling by winged monkey?" he asked horrified.

Michael called Sam and motioned to him to take the conversation away from the table. They walked to the corner of the room where Sam was wary of the idea. Sam whispered, "Hey Mike, I don't mind the whole flying bit, but there's no way I'm going by 'Flea-Bag Airlines'! We don't know where these creatures have been!"

Michael turned to his friend. "Sam, we need you to get there as soon as possible."

Sam continued his protest. "Yeah, but surely Glinda can help us get there."

"I need Glinda here to start getting ready for trial," Michael replied. "Sam, don't worry about these 'creatures', there's nothing wrong with them. They're only monkeys with wings on their back."

"Only, Mike? You really want me to fly with a winged monkey?"

Michael gave Sam 'the look' which Sam interpreted to mean 'this conversation is over'. Sam huffed in defeat and said, "Fine. But if I get any foreign diseases, you owe me,"

Michael smiled. "Thank you Sam."

The two men sat back down around the table. Michael turned to Fiyero. "You mentioned you were heading towards Kiamo Ko, correct?"

"That's where we live," Fiyero replied.

"I need you to do me a favor: once you've dropped Sam off at the warehouse, I need you continue to Kiamo Ko and bring me anything that would help in defending Elphaba. Things like her old school notes, exam scores, commendations, letters, train tickets…anything you can find."

Fiyero nodded. "I'll bring anything that I can to help Fae."

Sam took about fifteen minutes to gather some supplies before he met up with the group again. They decided that Sam and Fiyero would head to the edge of town separately; that way, they would not to be seen walking out of the Palace together and raise any suspicions. When they got to the edge of town, Chistery and his friends would pick them up and fly them to the warehouse's location (Michael figured it would be better if nobody saw them flying from the Emerald Palace). Michael, Fiona and Glinda wished the two adventurers good luck as they departed.

In the meantime, Michael and Glinda went and visited Elphaba again. He wanted to hear her version of the events that lead to her becoming the "Wicked Witch". Even though Michael knew the story from the musical, he was looking for any information that may not have been written into the performance.

Elphaba woke up that morning with the sunshine coming through the small windows. She noticed a blue dress hanging from the torch holder which she quickly got changed into. It was some time after breakfast when she heard the sound of keys turning. Her door opened and Michael and Glinda walked into her cell.

Glinda dismissed the guard, who closed the door behind him. After wishing each other good morning, Michael got down to business. He had a notebook and pen ready to write down notes. He had to make sure that he phrased his questions carefully so he didn't let the two women know he had some idea of their history. "I need to tell me your entire history with the Wizard - starting from the beginning."

Elphaba was concerned. "Won't the guards hear us talking?"

Glinda shook her head. "The room is protected by magic, so anything that's said here won't be heard out there," motioning towards the door.

With that, Elphaba started explaining her story. "The first time I had a chance to meet the Wizard is when the headmistress of our university wrote to him about me."

"Headmistress?" Michael asked.

"Headmistress of Shiz University – Madame Morrible".

"We called her 'Horrible Morrible'," Glinda joked.

That was a perfect opening for Michael. "So, you two went to the same university?"

Elphaba nodded. "We were roommates at Shiz."

Michael smiled when he asked, "And when you first realized you were roommates, how did you feel about it?"

Glinda and Elphaba both looked at each other and let out a small laugh. Elphaba replied, "I think it can be summed up in one word…"

Glinda didn't even give her a chance to finish her statement. She laughed and sang the word, "Loathing!"

Elphaba turned back to her friend smiling brightly. "Unadulterated loathing!"

"For your face..."

"Your voice..."

"Your clothing…"

Then the two women sang together, "Let's just say…I loathe it all!"

The two women couldn't continue as they dissolved into fits of giggles. Michael smiled at this fun. He realized that these two women were rekindling their friendship; it was good to see the two women start to relax.

The conversation went on for a few hours as Elphaba continued her story, including Fiyero's arrival at Shiz, the dance at the Ozdust, Glinda's hat gift to Elphaba, how Elphaba got Glinda into sorcery class and how the two of them became friends. Elphaba also explained much to Glinda's embarrassment…

"No! You're not going to tell him that! Are you?" Glinda asked horrified.

Elphaba grinned an evil grin. Ignoring her, she told Michael, "So she does it this way…" Clearing her throat, dropping her hands to her side and taking deep breaths, she then flicked her hair with her hands saying, "Toss toss."

The three of them laughed at Elphaba's demonstration. Glinda turned around and said, "You still need practice!"

Elphaba then said, "Then there was trying to make my dress in to a 'ball gown…"

"Oh Oz," Glinda groaned as she put her now blushing face into her hands to cover up her embarrassment.

After reminiscing about the first night they were friends, Elphaba continued her story about how she got notice from Morrible that the Wizard wanted to meet her.

It was almost afternoon when Elphaba started to talk about their time in the Emerald City. It was the moment when Elphaba mentioned that the Wizard gave her the Grimmerie that he stopped her. He said to her, "Do you still have this book?"

Glinda answered that one. "We have it locked in a special room in the library."

Michael nodded. "I need to see this book. We may be able to use it as evidence."

"Well, let me show you where it is."

Since it was approaching the afternoon and they had been talking all morning, the three of them decided to take a break for a while. Glinda gave Elphaba a hug and she and Michael left to go to the library.

When they got there, they saw Fiona sitting at a table doing some reading. When Fiona saw them, she asked, "What's up?"

Michael winked at her. "We're going to see 'The Grimmerie'."

That got Fiona's attention – she got up from her seat and joined her companions.

Glinda walked up to a wooden door with two locks on it. She then used a couple of keys to open the locks. Glinda opened the door into a round room about ten feet in diameter. Light shone through the top through skylights and in the middle of the room was a wooden pedestal with a black book on it.

Glinda walked up to it and opened the book to the first page for Michael and Fiona to see: La Grimmerie. Fiona looked in awe. "May I look?"

Glinda smiled. "Of course."

Fiona walked up, opened the Grimmerie and touched the pages. She could feel an energy emanating from the pages. As she flipped through the pages, Michael asked her, "So this book? You got it from the Wizard? Did he say where he got it from?"

Glinda shook her head. "He said he had this book for a long time but couldn't read it. He said it was 'written in the lost language of spells'."

Then Michael had a thought. "Would he have stored it here in the library?"

"Perhaps. If he did he would have had to…"

And then a thought hit her. She smiled and continued her thought. "He'd have to log it in the library's log books."

Michael smiled. "We can use those logs as evidence to corroborate Elphaba's story that the Wizard handed her the book."

As they were talking, Fiona turned to Glinda, showing her the inside back cover of the book. "Did you know there's something behind the cover here?"

Glinda walked up and ran her hand across the back cover. Sure enough, there was something there. "No, I didn't know." She examined the bulge in the back cover some more, noticing that if she could cut along the outside edge of the paper, she could get out the contents. "Now, if I had a something to cut open the back…"

At that precise moment, Fiona handed Glinda a small pocket knife. Glinda looked at Fiona with surprise. "Where did you get this from?"

"Trust me, just…don't ask," Michael replied.

Glinda took the knife and carefully scored the edge of the back cover. Once she cut a large enough slit, she carefully reached in to retrieve what was lodged in the cover. She pulled out what looked like an old, ripped piece of parchment.

Fiona asked her, "What is it?"

Glinda shook her head, "I don't know."

Glinda started to unravel the parchment when the parchment suddenly flew out of her hand and magically attached itself to the spine of the book. The torn page seemed to "heal" itself into the book and the letters shone briefly before turning back to their normal black color.

Everybody looked at each other with amazement at what they witnessed. "Wow. That was magical," Fiona said.

Glinda nodded. "I'll say."

Glinda then read the words on the page. She first noticed that the bottom half of the spell was missing and it had words on it she had never seen before.

Except for one that she interpreted to mean "heal".

She gasped a small short breath as she ran her hands along the page feeling the energy beneath it. "Sweet Oz," she whispered in amazement. "Can it be? Can it really be the spell?"

"What?" Fiona asked.

Without looking up, Glinda replied, "It's a healing spell…well, part of it anyway. See here, the bottom is ripped off…"

Their thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of Michael's cell phone. Michael saw the caller id and answered the phone. "Sam. Talk to me."

Sam, standing along the Old Kiamo Highway, said, "First of all, Mikey, you owe me big time! I swear I caught some disease from that blasted monkey!"

Michael interrupted his tirade and put the phone on speaker. "Sam, did you find the warehouse?"

"Yeah, we found it – exactly where the Scarecrow said it would be. It's a real big one too with large steel doors. There are three guards watching the place at all times with one of them doing a perimeter walk every so often."

Glinda then asked, "Sam, can you stay there and keep an eye on the place? We're on our way."

"Will do," Sam answered. "Only problem I see is that with it being guarded 24/7, we can't just walk right up to the front door."

Just then, Michael smiled his million-dollar smile. He turned to Fiona. "Hey Fi, did we pack a sniper rifle, some remote detonators and some C4?"

Fiona's eyes lit up and she had a great big smile on her face. "Oh, I like where this is going."

The three friends left the library not realizing they were being watched by two men spying on them from the front of the library.