Ms.DefyGravity11

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in Wicked or Wicked itself. Though I do have great respect for the actors and actresses that all play their parts beautifully.

Introduction: Thanx so much reviewers for reading my fanfic. I hope you're liking it. Remember, if you have seen the play, this is an alternate ending, but don't take it the wrong way. The real ending is the best...this is just my twist if Wicked had a 3rd act. If you haven't seen the musical try your best to go see it and beware my fanfic contains spoilers but it's TOTALLY worth it. PLEASE KEEP READING AND REVIEWING!!!!!! WICKED ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!

P.S.- Remember readers, I'm sorry if I don't post the chapters that often, but I lead a very busy Wicked, basketball, Broadway, and dance life.

On to the show, wait....I mean fanfic......

Chapter 2

"Who said that?" I heard Glinda say in a frightened but pretend peppy voice. I laughed as I imagined her twirling her long pink wand in self-defense. I couldn't resist, "The Wicked Witch, of course!" And of course I added my signature cackle.

I pushed the door open just a smidgen and I heard Glinda run over. And as she opened the door all I saw was pink as she said, "You're alive." Then we looked at each other, hugged, and cried because we both were scared and somewhat knew that we couldn't be the fabulous duo of pink and green anymore.

As we sat there and hugging and crying, I remembered our Shiz days together and how she had "popularized" me. Ohh....how I really wanted everything to be back to normal....

But "normal" left the throne and "wicked" stepped up. That stupid jerk of a wizard and that witch, Madame Morrible, had ruined my life. They plotted to kill my sister and tried to kill the one man who loved me as my perfectly green self.....Fiyero. But Glinda my only true friend was here and I didn't want anything to harm her......

"You can't tell anyone I'm alive."

"Why? Why can't we just tell them that you never were or are Wicked?"

"Because if they do we will start that "Wicked" cycle all over again...and besides, I don't want them to hurt you....you are my only best friend."

"Oh....Elphie....please don't leave me ever again!!!"

"I don't know Glinda.....but somehow....someway....we might be able to....I hope....be Together For Good....I have changed because I knew you....you are such an inspiration to me."

Our eyes both welled up with tears, and as we cried our hearts beat to the same rhythm....again.

"Elphie....you are the one that has inspired me to keep going through all those horrible times...and even though we had our differences over Fiyero....you....you deserve his love."

And as Glinda said those last words her perfectly blonde head of curls tilted as her pink light bulb went on.

"Wait.....if you're alive...maybe...maybe....Fiyero....is Fiyero alive?" she screamed at me as she jumped up and down like a five year old.

"Keep it down, Ms. Popular! The answer to your question is...I don't know....I pray that my spell didn't hurt him.....I hope he is alive....oh OZ...I HOPE, I WISH, I WANT...."

And just as I said those last words, I saw Glinda's jaw drop as we both heard,

"Of course I'm alive"

And my handsome scarecrow barged in......

End of Chapter 2