Disclaimer: Still not mine. Lyrics are from The Boy from Oz, but slightly altered to fit the story

Authoress Note: Thanks again to all reviewers! 

Dedication: (I should have done this at the beginning!) To James, the best dance captain the world has ever, or will ever know, to Jen, the one and only Nessarose, and to Nic, for making me believe that I'm not the world's worst dancer.

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What?

"I, but, uh, Fiyero, you can't, I mean you can't really mean that!" I swallowed hard, not wanting myself to believe it, and then have that hope crushed. Again. "Fiyero, you just…love her. I mean Elphaba."

"I do, but Galinda, it's complicated. I love you too, I love you first."

I sobbed openly. After all this time…he does still care. But why did he wait until now, until he's knocking at death's front door to tell me. I asked him.

"I haven't seen you since the day I left with Elphaba. I haven't gotten the chance to tell you."

"But what about Elphie?"

"A fling Galinda, a meaningful fling." At his last word, he pressed his hand to his side and whimpered in pain. My hand flew to my mouth, stifling the sobs that were coming hard and fast.

"I did love her, do love her." He said a few moments later, his voice weak. "But we're too opposite for it to last. You're the one that I…" he took as deep a breath as he could. "We were meant to be together."

"You're perfect."

"You're perfect."

"So we're perfect together! Born to be forever, Dancing Through Life!"

Those words we'd said, they seemed so true at the time, but that was three years ago. They couldn't still hold meaning, could they? Anyway, it didn't matter. It was too late. He was fading, and Elphaba wasn't even at the castle yet. I took a deep breath, and I realized that I would trade it all; I would be wicked, truly wicked, if it could save Fiyero. I would do anything, go to the ends of this earth and the next. Anything, if I could just save him.

And this last revelation made it so much harder to sit here and watch him die.

I sat down near him on the side of the bed, taking his hand in mine, running my thumb over the back of his hands, over his bruised and bloodied knuckles. Fiyero had fought back; he was still the same knight in shining armor that I'd fallen in love with back at Shiz. Then I took him in my arms, and held him as close to me as I could.

And it's so hard to say goodbye

When there's so much that's left unspoken in your eyes,

So I'll have to hang on to my memories,

And just hold you close once more.

But I have to be strong for you,

Because I love you just the way

That I've loved you all along.

And it's so hard to say goodbye

When there's so much that's left unspoken in your eyes,

So I'll kiss you for the last time,

And just hold you close once more.

Just once before you go,

I want you to know that I've loved you all along,

And even when we're far apart,

I'll just have to take comfort in the fact that you're still alive in my heart.

And I'll be strong,

You are the light that shines on me,

You always are,

Always were,

And you'll always be.

I just want to make sure you know

Just this once before you go.

I watched a tear trickle down the bridge of my nose as a wave of pain clearly washed over Fiyero. He gripped my hand tightly and grimaced. I wanted to kill the guards who had done this to him.

It was a new feeling for me, rage. I wanted to scream, I wanted to fight, but later. Right then, I had to make Fiyero as comfortable as possible, I had to show him that I loved him back, that if I had one wish to be granted, it would be for him.

I moved over closer to him, feeling the first strains of fever taking him over. His hand was no longer cold in mine, in fact, it had become warm, too warm, hot. He'd broken a sweat.

Elphie, I thought, Please get here soon.