As Fiyero thought about Elphaba, he thought of what had first attracted him to her. She was beautiful and spunky in school. He liked that. He couldn't decide on just one trait he loved. He loved everything about her, he decided.
He wished he wasn't married already. Why did he have to have a prearranged marriage? It wasn't fair. But most things weren't fair. Like Elphie not telling him everything. But he could get over that, maybe.
He was always worried she was doing something that could get her killed. If only he could help her. All he wanted was her to tell him everything and ask for his help.
When he was at her place, he said, "Why won't you let me help you with.. Whatever it is you do?"
"You help me enough, Fiyero. You make me feel like a real part of society. And I love you for it." She gave him one of those smiles that melted his heart. After that, they made love.