Elphaba sat in the corner of her cell, back against the bars and cape wrapped tightly around her, watching the huge raindrops falling outside miserably. It had been raining since very early that morning, before the sun was up, and she had been woken up by some rain splashing on her face from outside a few hours earlier. It was finally turning to dawn, but it was still raining, and didn't show any signs of letting up or stopping.

She didn't hear Oveel's footsteps that day, she was too preoccupied with the rain, and jumped when she finally did hear him behind her. She stood up, and he switched the trays and took a glance outside. His hair was dripping with water, and his clothes looked soaked, though he had a heavy coat on. "How long has it been raining?"

"A few hours, at least."

He nodded, and carrying her empty tray, walked away. She didn't know where he went when he left her, but she thought it may have been guarding her, since Fiyero, Damaran, and Glinda all came by the other entrance – she thought that it was probably because he was at the main one. She would ask Fiyero, eventually.

…

Fiyero and Damaran came back to their…fort, you could call it, pleased with themselves for getting a rabbit. They had cooked it and ate where they had found it, and Fiyero saved some for Elphaba…he didn't know what they were feeding her, she could want it. They were located on a hill, in the bushes, and they guessed nobody could see them. They could see the Emerald City, though.

Damaran frequently stood watching everyone, and Fiyero guessed he was just curious – he hadn't ever been to the Emerald City before. He finally decided to ask him, though.

"Why are you so interested in their lives?"

"I'm not."

"Why are you staring at them, then?"

"Well…I thought, maybe…if my sister's here, maybe I'd see her, or something."

Fiyero felt terrible…he had completely forgotten about Damaran's sister. "Oh, I see," he said. Damaran sat down next to Fiyero with a sigh. "When are we going to do something about Elphaba?"

Fiyero shook his head. "I don't know," he responded. "Maybe if I can talk to Glinda…"

"Isn't she mad at you?"

"Probably. But…I think she still loves me. She might let her go, if I asked her to. Maybe."

Damaran nodded. "But how are you going to see Glinda? Aren't you supposed to be dead? And Glinda would be guarded, right?"

"Well, it's not foolproof."

"I can tell."

"Do you have any ideas?"

Damaran paused. "I still think she should just get mad and melt the bars with her eyes, or something."

Fiyero didn't answer him, but gave a small sigh to show how stupid he thought Damaran's idea was.

…

Glinda was very tired the next day. She wasn't exactly sure why, but she was also coughing quite a bit. She called Lillany up to her room.

"Yes?"

"I'd like for you to bring the Witch tea again, today, please. I'm not feeling my best, if you don't mind."

Lillany nodded, almost smiling, but not quite, and she quietly stepped out of Glinda's room.

…

It was still raining that night when Fiyero and Damaran came to visit her. They were both wet, and they made sure not to touch her. Fiyero knelt down and put some dried meat on her tray. "It's rabbit," he told her. "We got it today."

"Thanks," she said. She stooped down to grab it, eating it quickly.

Watching her, Fiyero felt like an idiot. Of course she was hungry…why hadn't he thought to bring her food before? He didn't know what they fed her, but it obviously wasn't much.

"Are you all right? You haven't gotten wet, have you?" Fiyero asked her, concernedly.

"No…well, this morning, a little bit, but it's all right."

"That's good…have you…thought of anything yet?"

"No," she told him, knowing what he meant.

He nodded. "We will think of something, you know. Or Glinda will let you go. It won't be very much longer, I'm sure."

She smiled and nodded, though it was fake.

She heard footsteps suddenly, and turned around swiftly towards the main entrance, tensing. Damaran and Fiyero did the same, as Oveel and the girl Oveel had brought with him the other night came into view. Oveel was holding a glass. The two stopped, and all five of them stood for a moment, staring at each other.

Elphaba was panicked. Oveel was going to take Fiyero into custody…and probably Damaran also. "Okay, Oveel, don't get mad –"

"Lillany?" Damaran choked out.

"Damaran!" Lillany cried, her eyes welling with tears.

The two rushed to embrace each other, and met in front of Elphaba's cell. Damaran lifted Lillany off of the ground slightly, then set her back down. She was crying, and even he looked overcome with emotion.

"I was hoping I would see you, when we came here, I was coming from our home, and then I ran into them, and then I came here with him, and I was hoping you would be here –"

"I was going to write Mother soon, I was going to ask her if she'd send you here –" She wiped her eyes, smiling, and they hugged again.

Fiyero, Elphaba, and Oveel watched with wide eyes, and Damaran finally turned to them. "This is my sister," he announced proudly. He turned Lillany towards Elphaba and Fiyero. "This is Fiyero, I came here with him," he told her. Fiyero gave a small smile, still in shock at what had just happened.

Lillany smiled at him, too, and Damaran pointed to Elphaba. "That's the Wicked Witch of the West, only she's not really wicked, and her name's Elphaba," he told her matter-of-factly.

Elphaba put her hand up in a small wave, uncomfortable and confused.

Lillany smiled at her, still looking timid. She turned back to Damaran. "You're taller than me!" she exclaimed happily. "I haven't seen you for two years, you've grown so tall!"

Damaran smiled, and turned to Oveel, who stood quietly, not quite sure of what to do. "And is he your husband?"

Lillany blushed furiously, as did Oveel. "No," she told him. "That's Oveel."

Oveel also smiled awkwardly. "Hi," he said to Damaran.

Damaran smiled back.

"Um…you're really not supposed to be down here…" Oveel said. He turned to Fiyero. "Especially not you…" he trailed off. His tone was almost apologetic.

Elphaba bit her lip, and looked down. It was quiet as Oveel tried to decide what to do. Fiyero watched him cautiously, not sure of whether or not he should run. He knew if he did run then this guard – Oveel – would certainly run after him. But if he stayed there, then he could capture him. He waited.

Oveel looked from Elphaba to Fiyero, and then to Lillany, who had a protective hold on her brother. "Well…I guess prisoners can have visitors…" he knew if he was caught for his decision, he would be fired, or possibly worse, especially considering Fiyero Tigular was a wanted fugitive. But he was growing to like Elphaba, and he didn't want to do that to her.

Elphaba smiled in relief at him, and he passed her the tea through the bars, which she drank, feeling uncomfortable with everyone watching her.

"Where are you staying?" Lillany asked Damaran.

"In the woods, somewhere."

"Oh…I would offer you stay with me, but I live in the Palace, people would see you," she told him, clearly not liking the idea of him living in the woods.

Damaran shook his head. "Nah, it's all right. We're fine."

Oveel clearly was uncomfortable there, and patted Lillany on the shoulder. "I'm going to be…guarding, again, just come out when you're done and I'll walk you up," he told her. He nodded to Fiyero and Elphaba, and walked back to his post.

Fiyero took his cue, also. "I should go, too," he said. "Damaran, I'll be where our stuff is, you can come back when you're ready…take your time." Damaran smiled, genuinely happy that night.

Fiyero smiled, small, at Elphaba, and quietly, so that Lillany and Damaran couldn't hear, he whispered, "You'll be all right. I know we'll figure something out, Elphaba, the two of us will get out of here and be safe again."

Elphaba nodded, feeling a lump in her throat. Fiyero tore his eyes away from her and walked back the way he had come into the rain that was still falling.

It was just Lillany, Damaran, and Elphaba, and the three stared at each other for a moment. "Have you met before?" Damaran asked the two.

Elphaba and Lillany looked at each other. "Well, no, not really," Lillany answered him, not confident at all that the Witch wasn't wicked, as Damaran had said she wasn't.

Elphaba cleared her throat. "You two should probably talk…" she said, not wanting to interfere on their reunion.

Lillany nodded, and pulled Damaran towards the other end of the hall, towards where Fiyero had left, and they sat down, leaving Elphaba behind.

"How come you're with them?" she whispered to him urgently. "Damaran…they're wanted criminals. Well, I guess she's not exactly wanted anymore, but…"

"No! They're really nice," he told her earnestly. "Well, they did kind of kidnap me…"

"What?"

"No! But only because Fiyero shot me with an arrow, and –"

"He shot you?"

"No! Let me finish! He shot me with an arrow on accident, and he brought me home so they could fix my wound or whatever, even though it wasn't very deep, and they told me I couldn't leave, but I didn't want to, because they were nice, and they gave me free food and all of that, and even after that, they didn't force me at all to stay with them, but I did anyway, because I wanted to! You know me, would I really stay with them if I thought either one of them were wicked?"

She considered that for a moment. "Well, you don't have the best judgement…"

"You don't understand! It was a misunderstanding, all of it! Actually, it's the wizard who's evil, and him and…a madame, or something, they made it look like she was the evil one. And she was friends with Glinda the Good Witch! She still is, but they're mad at each other because Glinda's in love with Fiyero, even though Fiyero and Elphaba are in love."

It was a lot of information to process, and Lillany sat back, and looked back in the direction of the Witch's cell. "What's her name again?"

"Elphaba."

"Elphaba."

"Yes."

She licked her lips. "Well…I guess she seems nice…"

He grinned, and hugged her again. "I missed you so much," she whispered.

"I missed you, too."

…

Elphaba could hear every word they were saying…they had grown louder in their conversation, and they weren't really that far away. She tried not to listen, but found it hard, as it was the only thing besides the rain she could hear. She smiled at Damaran's defending of her and Fiyero. She hadn't known Damaran had had a sister; but she was glad…he had somewhere to go, at least, when all of this was…over. And selfishly, she had to admit that it didn't hurt for one more person to be on her side, which it seemed like Damaran had convinced her to be. She did wish Damaran hadn't told his sister who Fiyero was, but oh well. Even with different colored hair, it was hard not to tell it was him…he was practically as infamous as she herself. Damaran and Lillany were walking back to the entrance where Oveel was, then, and they stopped in front of her cell. "I'll come back again, tomorrow night," he told Elphaba.

Lillany didn't say anything, but gave her a small smile. Elphaba did the same, though she was a little apprehensive.

"All right," she told Damaran. Lillany hugged Damaran again.

"I'm going to go," she said to Damaran. "When will you be back here tomorrow night?"

"I don't know," he told her. "Probably around the same time."

Lillany smiled. "All right. I'll try to come back, also."

Damaran let her go, and she hurried to the front entrance. It was just Elphaba and Damaran, and she smiled at him. "I'm glad you found your sister," she told him honestly.

He grinned. "Me, too. That's where I was going…when I found you guys."

She smiled. "Well, I'm glad you're reunited."

He smiled at her. "And she can help us!" he told her earnestly. "Well, you, I mean. She could like, tell Glinda or something that you need to be let out!"

Elphaba laughed briefly. "All right, Damaran. I'll see you tomorrow."

He waved joyously to her and went the opposite way Lillany had gone. Elphaba smiled. She hoped he was right.

…

A/N: You guys seriously rock. I'm on eleven people's favorites list, and twelve people's author alerts lists! And you're always so nice when you review…you guys are the best.

I have revealed a plot twist! Yea! Some of you guys caught it…congratulations to you! I've been planning it since the chapter Damaran said he had a sister in…I had only a few hints: Lillany was the same age as Damaran's sister, she has brown hair like Damaran (even though so does Elphaba, and she's not his sister, so that wasn't really that much of a hint), and she's from the Uplands. Like Damaran. But you probably figured it out because I went more in depth into her…yeah, so hope you guys liked it! And in case you're wondering, Oveel doesn't like Elphaba like that, and he won't. : ) And this chapter doesn't have very good writing in it, but it was necessary, it revealed some important stuff. Sorry about that!

Oh yeah, and I'm sorry my author's notes take up so much space! I just have so much to say!

The Dragon Sorceress: Awesome! (see? I'm articulate too!)

Tinkerbellx2: Aww, thank you! I've done that a few times, too, it makes me feel very happy that someone did the same for mine! Thank you so much!

Countrybutterfly: LOL, I noticed that I strayed from Glinda's character, also, but decided not to mention it in my author's note to see if anyone else noticed. I now understand what you mean by the cliff metaphor thing…I think I'm still doing what you told me not to, but I'll work on it. Thank you for telling me that!

Some other crazy lady: Glad you like it, you're correct, I'm treading water. Don't worry; that's over, it'll start to pick up next chapter. You should try to see Wicked October 30th, by the way! That's Wicked Day…it's their two year anniversary! So yes, if you can see it that day, definitely do! I'm sure you'll have a great time, when you go. Definitely worth the wait!

Frederick Charleston: LOL. Yeah, I can see how you would think Damaran's immature…after all, he is. : )

Animes18: Well, in the musical, they never specify what Dorothy brings back to the Wizard, and in the book, she brings back the green bottle of Miracle Elixir. Though it makes sense…after all, in the end of the musical, Fiyero and Elphaba don't bring anything with them. Oh well, pretend like you can visualize Elphaba walking offstage with her broom, LOL. Haha, I have a swankified story! Thank you!

Ari: LOL…you're kind of right, actually, about Fiyero's character assessment. I mean, in the first act, he's great and pompous and perfect and all of that, but in the second act he almost gets…bland. I mean, he loves Elphaba…but that's kind of his only character trait. And he's willing to give up everything for love? I don't know…I can't really think of anything else about his character. And thank you! That you're still reading my story, I mean. I felt rather special after reading that : )

Viva-taquitos: LOL I don't know the commercial, but the title of the song certainly does sound like my last paragraph! That's all right…I watch quite a bit of television, also…probably more than I ought to…

Jemima: Thanks! You're right, Glinda needs to get over herself…she will…soon…

Bernadette: Thank you! Glad to see new fans…it's not well-liked enough! Wicked, I mean, not mystory, LOL. I'm glad you get to see it soon! It needed to go on tour, not enough people have seen it! We must spread the Wicked cheer!

Bubblesnbrooms: Thanks! I'm kind of liking the way this is going, also…though I think it may get a little corny…oh well, nothing wrong with that…

Zafr0: No, I don't think Glinda's really going to do anything terrible like I suggested in my last chapter…she's not that mean! Thank you very much!

Whogirl: Thanks so much! Golly's such a great word, by the way. : )