Hey people! Soo...many of you have sent me death threats regarding the last chapter. Soo...I REALLY don't want to die...NEXT CHAPTER! HERE WE GO! :D

Song used: "Some Nights" by Fun


Fiyero was sitting in his room, nearly asleep, when he heard a knock at the door. Yawning, he glanced at the clock.

11:30

Fiyero leaned his head back against the chair he was sitting in. Who in their right mind would be knocking on someone's door at 11:30 at night? He was about to go back to sleep, when the knocking became louder and more frantic.

Groaning, Fiyero got up from his chair and approached the door.

When he opened it, Fiyero's eyes widened.

"Glinda? What in Oz' name are you doing here? It's nearly midnight!"

Some nights I stay up cashing in my bad luck

Some nights I call it a draw

Some nights I wish that my lips could build a castle

Some nights I wish they'd just fall off…

Glinda, who looked frantic, gestured to someone leaning on her shoulder. She removed her hood, and Fiyero instantly recognized her.

"E-Elphaba? What are you-"

Glinda spoke for her.

"She needs help, Fiyero."

Fiyero had no words at all. Nodding, he opened the door, and the two of them helped Elphaba inside.


Elphaba and Glinda sat down at the table, opposite Fiyero. Fiyero looked at both of them, and he couldn't help wonder what Glinda had meant by "help."

"Um…Glinda? What happened?"

Glinda looked over at Elphaba.

"Elphie?"

The green girl sighed.

"I-I was hit with a poison dart."

"…Are you okay?"

Glinda slapped him upside the head.

"For Oz' sake, Fiyero! If she was okay, would she have come to us for help?"

Elphaba swore under her breath.

"I should've been more careful…I let my guard down for only a minute…apparently that was enough…" Wincing, she clutched her stomach.

"I-I…I think it was one of your soldiers who hit me."

Fiyero grimaced.

"I-I'm sorry Elphaba. I told them not to use regular bullets-"

"Oh, that's just brilliant. Poison me slowly instead of killing me right on the spot!"

"Elphaba…I don't WANT them to kill you!"

"Well, instant death is looking pretty good right about now!" Elphaba remarked, still clutching her stomach.

"It feels like I have the worst hangover in the history of alcohol consumption! I can't see a foot in front of my face, and my stomach feels like there's a porcupine inside it!"

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost

Oh, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for oh

What do I stand for?

What do I stand for?

Most nights I don't know anymore...

Glinda cringed, and Fiyero looked slightly scared.

"Elphaba…where'd you get hit?"

"Huh?"

"The poison dart- Where'd it hit you?"

"On the leg. Why?"

"Just wanted to make sure it didn't hit you…you know…in the stomach or liver or something."

"Thanks for your consideration Fiyero, but honestly, I couldn't care less if the dart was up my-"

"Elphie!" Glinda exclaimed.

"Watch your mouth!"

Well, excuse me! Who's the fugitive with a poison dart in her leg?"

This is it, boys, this is war - what are we waiting for?

Why don't we break the rules already?

I was never one to believe the hype

Save that for the black and white

I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked,

But here they come again to jack my style…

Glinda and Elphaba continued to argue, while Fiyero got up and walked into the other room. They hardly noticed his absence, until he walked back in carrying his Gale Force supply bag.

Laying it on the table, Glinda and Elphaba looked up at him.

"Fiyero, what are you doing?" Glinda asked, with Elphaba leaning against her shoulder.

Fiyero opened his bag and rummaged through it, before pulling out a small wooden case. Opening the case; he took out a small dart, lay it on the table, and put the case back in the bag.

Elphaba, who was looking a little out of it, noticed the dart on the table.

"…F-Fiyero, please tell me that's not what I think it is…"

"If it was one of the Gale Force that shot you, this dart would contain the same poison as the dart that hit you."

"…Y-Your point?" The effects of the poison were kicking in, so Elphaba's usually razor-sharp wit was now reduced to a dull edge.

"Elphaba, I can't take you to a doctor. You're a fugitive, and it would just put you in more danger than you're already in. But, I can take myself."

Glinda gasped.

"Oz, Fiyero! You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do…"

"Relax, Glin. It's not lethal, it just knocks you out for a while. Takes a pretty long time to wear off without the proper antidote though."

"Oh. Well, you should probably help Elphaba to your bed first though."

Elphaba looked slightly nauseous, but she attempted to get up.

"I-I'm fine guys. I-I can-" As soon as she took her weight off the chair, her knees buckled and she fell forward.

Fiyero jumped up, and caught her before she hit the ground.

"Yeah, fine."

"I-In my defense, I can't feel my feet and the room is spinning like a merry-go-round. I-Is it normal to be seeing double of everything?" She slurred, trying to regain her bearings.

That's alright (that's alright)

I found a martyr in my bed tonight

She stops my bones from wondering just who I am, who I am, who I am

Oh, who am I?

Fiyero helped her to his bed, and Glinda followed them. Once Elphaba was in bed, Glinda handed Fiyero the poison dart.

"You're the bravest man in Oz, Fiyero."

He smiled half-heartedly. Taking a deep breath, he took the dart and stuck it in his thigh. Wincing, he held it there for a couple seconds, before pulling it out.

"You'd better get going. The poison'll start kicking in soon." Glinda said, handing him his coat and walking him to the door.

"That was very brave of you, Fiyero."


Well, some nights I wish that this all would end

'Cause I could use some friends for a change.

And some nights I'm scared you'll forget me again

Some nights I always win, I always win...

Glinda sat on Fiyero's bed, next to Elphaba.

Elphaba, who was now REALLYfeeling the effects of the poison, held her hand in front of her face.

"Woah…why is my hand green?"

Glinda smiled.

"Elphie, you were born that way."

"…Woaaaahhh…" Elphaba muttered. "Hey, do you think Fiyero still likes me?"

Wow…Elphie's really out of it…

"…Yes." She nodded, looking over at Elphaba.

"Yesssss!" Elphaba punched the air. "Hey, is it normal to be seeing spots in front of my face? They look like little black fluffy pompoms…"

Glinda held two fingers in front of her face.

"Elphie? How many fingers am I holding up?"

Elphaba looked up at the ceiling.

"Umm…I dunno. I-I can't feel my face. Woaaah…this is SO freaaaakyyy…Do you smell pie?I smell pie…Hey, I feel dizzy…"

Elphaba sat up, only to fall back down against the pillow. She muttered something under her breath, before passing out.

Glinda sighed, looking over at her.

"I hope Fiyero gets back soon…"


Fiyero walked through the door to the doctor's office. His head was spinning, and he felt a little nauseous. He just hoped that he could get the antidote soon.

The doctor, whose name was Dr. Greyson, was sitting at his desk when Fiyero walked in.

"Oh, Captain Tiggular. What brings you here so late?"

"I uh…had a bit of an accident with a…poison dart." Fiyero went to sit down, but his balance was off, so he fell to the floor instead.

Dr. Greyson chuckled, getting up and helping Fiyero to the chair.

"I see. Do you have the dart with you?"

Fiyero nodded, pulling it out of his pocket and handing it to him.

The doctor nodded.

"Ah yes, this is a very common type of dart. You're lucky, I have a bottle of the antidote in the back."

"Thank you." I wonder how Elphaba's doing?


But I still wake up, I still see your ghost

Oh, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for, oh

What do I stand for?

What do I stand for?

Most nights I don't know...

At about 3:00 in the morning, Fiyero opened the door and walked back to his bedroom. Glinda was asleep in the chair, resting her head on her arm, and Elphaba was unconscious in Fiyero's bed.

Fiyero shook Glinda awake.

Glinda yawned.

"Wha?...Mmmm…five more minutes mom…"

"Glin, I got the antidote."

Glinda snapped to attention, rubbing her eyes.

"…You got it?"

"Yeah."

"Well, what are you waiting for? Give it to Elphie!"

Fiyero pulled the bottle out of his pocket. He opened the sterilized needle that Doctor Greyson had given him and stuck it through the top of the bottle. Walking over to Elphaba, he felt around for a vein. Once he found one, he stuck the needle in and injected the antidote.

Now, all they had to do was wait.

At around 10:30, Elphaba began coming to.

Glinda shook her.

"Elphie?"

Elphaba groaned and rubbed her eyes.

"Hmmm?

"Elphaba? Can you hear me?"

"…Wh-why are you yelling?"

Glinda laughed, jumping up and hugging her.

"You're okay!"

"Glin, the yelling..." Elphaba muttered, her eyes still closed. Sitting up, she clutched her head.

"Oh man, do I have a headache…wh-what happened? I feel like I just drank a whole keg of…" looking around, she gasped.

"Wh-why am I here? I-I can't be here. Guys, where are we?"

"In Fiyero's house."

"N-No. I-I have to go. I-I can't be here."

Elphaba got out of bed and attempted to stand up. But as soon as her feet touched the ground, the room started spinning and she sat back down on the bed.

Fiyero walked in.

"Oh, hi Elphaba. You're awake. How're you feeling?

Elphaba looked over at him.

"Fiyero, I-I have to go back to…um…"

"Back to wherever in the Kells you were hiding?" Glinda supplied.

"Fiyero, do you have any idea how much danger we're all in right now? If anyone sees me, we're all dead."

"Yeah, but if we didn't help you, you'd be dead." Fiyero deadpanned, walking back out to the kitchen.

Elphaba looked over at Glinda.

"What did I say?"

"Nothing, Elphie. You just rest, okay?" Glinda said, getting up from the bed and following Fiyero.


Fiyero was sitting at the table when Glinda walked into the kitchen.

"Hey Fiyero."

Fiyero stared off into space.

"It's been two years…is it normal for me to still like Elphaba?"

Glinda smiled, pulling up a chair next to him.

"Of course it is! And I know for a fact that Elphie still likes you."

"Oh, so that's what this's about."

Glinda and Fiyero turned, and saw Elphaba standing behind them.

"I was worried I did something." She said, sitting down across from them.

"Glin, what did I say when I was…you know, out of it?"

Glinda smiled.

"Oh nothing…you asked me why you were green a couple times..."

"…Really?"

Glinda nodded.

"You asked me if Fiyero liked you, too."

Elphaba blushed.

"I…did?"

"Yup! And I quote-" She said, raising her fist I the air, imitating Elphaba.

"-Yesssssss!"

Fiyero laughed, and Elphaba covered her face with her hands.

"I said that?"

"Yup!"

Suddenly, they heard a knock at the door. All three of them gasped and turned to face the door.

Elphaba frantically looked over at Fiyero.

"Who is that?!" She hissed, looking panicked.

"Fiyero, if anyone knows I'm here, we're all getting a one-way ticket to Southstairs!"

Fiyero jumped up and looked out the window. Running back to the table, he looked over at Glinda.

"Take Elphaba out the back door, okay?"

Glinda nodded, getting up and waving for Elphaba to follow, but Elphaba stayed put.

"Fiyero, who is that?"

Fiyero looked back at the door.

"N-No one, Elphaba. But you've got to get out of here."

Elphaba nodded, though she looked like she wanted to say something more.

"Bye, Fiyero." She said, as she and Glinda slipped out the back door.

Sighing, Fiyero crossed the room and opened the door.


Once they were outside, Glinda handed Elphaba her cloak.

"Elphie, are you gonna be okay?"

Elphaba nodded.

"I'll be fine, Glin. I just need to be more careful, that's all. No more civilization for me." She laughed feebly.

"Thanks, by the way. I don't know what I would've done without you and Fiyero."

"Speaking of Fiyero…"

Elphaba groaned.

"-Elphie, he still has feelings for you. You know that, right?"

"E-Even if he does, it would never work out. Glin, I'm a fugitive now. I can't be with the Captain of the Guard! Do you know how badly that would end?"

"But no matter what you do, Elphie, he still loves you. Remember that."

"Okay." Elphaba hugged Glinda, before taking her broom and flying off.


Madam Morrible stood in the doorway of Fiyero's house.

"Master Fiyero, I was informed that you had a bit of a slip-up with a poison dart. Are you alright?"

"Oh…yeah. I-I'm fine."

"That's good. We can't have the Captain of the Gale Force incapacitated because of a minor slip-up now can we?"

"I-I guess not." Fiyero muttered. He did NOT want to be talking to Morrible right now. Or ever, for that matter. She seriously creeped him out.

Just then, Glinda walked in the back door and approached Fiyero. Seeing Morrible, she gasped, but quickly covered it with a cough.

"Why, Hello, Miss Glinda."

Glinda smiled sweetly. There was just something about Morrible that she did not like…but what?

"Well, just stopping in to see how you were doing. Glad to see you're feeling better. Keep up the good work, Captain."

Fiyero waved, then closed the door.

Glinda looked over at him.

"That lady is CREEPY."


Elphaba walked through the forest. She was a good five miles from any civilization, and that was how it was going to have to be from now on. She couldn't risk another slip-up. She'd gotten lucky with the poison dart, what if next time it wasn't a poison dart?

Sighing, she sat down under a tree. Her head was still spinning a little from the poison, but she knew she couldn't let herself rest for too much longer. She had to keep on her toes.

But a rest DOES sound really good…

Yawning, she lay down on the ground, her head rested on her arms.

The other night you wouldn't believe the dream I just had about you and me
I called you up but we'd both agree

It's for the best you didn't listen

It's for the best we get our distance

It's for the best you didn't listen

It's for the best we get our distance...

Oh...


I need ideas for songs! Any suggestions? *holds out plate of donuts*