A/N: Here's the next chapter. I'm sorry it took so long.

Disclaimer: Of course I don't own this.

Elphaba didn't sleep that night, she lay there next to Fiyero staring up at the stars. She worried about Frodo, even thought she barley knew him. She looked over at the other hobbits. They were sleeping.

"At least they aren't scared of me." she whispered. She thought no one would hear her, but she was wrong. Strider was awake.

"Why would we be?" Strider asked, he raised himself into a sitting position as he said this.

"I thought you were sleeping." She said quietly.

"I can't sleep when I worry." he replied staring at her.

"Who do you worry about?" Elphaba asked. "Frodo, or the elf?"

"Both." he replied.

"I thought so." Elphaba said carefully sitting up so she wouldn't wake Fiyero. "You love her, don't you?"

"Yes, but how...?"

"I saw it in your eyes when you talked about her." she explained.

"Oh, but back to my question, why would we fear you?" Strider asked.

"Because back in Oz everyone did."

"Why?"

"Because The Wizard told them I was wicked, and they all believed him."

"And why would they say that?" Elphaba looked at him. Could she tell him? He looked like he could be trusted, but she wasn't sure. She decided she could.

"Because I'm stronger than him. He wanted to use me and my power for his own gain. I refused when I found out what he wanted to do, stop Animals from speaking and put them in cages."

"But animals doesn't talk." Strider was confused.

"True animals don't speak, but Animals do."

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes, Animals look like animals but think like you and me." Elphaba said."I fought for the freedom of all Animals, and for that I was labeled the Wicked Witch of the West. It lasted for years. I faked my own death to escape with Fiyero, one of the only humans who doesn't see me as wicked. My best friend doesn't even know I'm still alive, I wanted to tell her but it was too dangerous." Elphaba's voice had cracked a little at that point.

"Fae?" Fiyero whispered, half awake.

"Sleep Yero." She whispered back, and squeezed his hand gently.

"So you faked your own death?" Strider asked "How did you do that?"

"There was this rumor that said that water would melt me." Elphaba said, she was smiling.

"How can water melt anyone?" Strider asked.

"I have no idea, but that was what they said. This farm girl did it. My younger sister Nessa had just been killed by the girls house falling on her."

"How can a hose fall on you?" Strider asked.

"It was a storm, probably made with magic, but anyway, the only ting that was left of Nessa were her shoes. Glinda gave them to the girl."

"Glinda?"

"My best friend, she was mad at me at this time because Fiyero chose me over her. We were fighting when the guards arrived. She was political figure, everyone loved her. They captured me, Fiyero came, the threatened to kill Glinda if they didn't let me go. He was never going to hurt Glinda, I know that, but It scared the guards. They let me go and I got away. Fiyero was captured instead. They would have killed him if I hadn't cast the spell. I turned him into a scarecrow. Something that didn't feel pain.I thought he was dead, and I went crazy, started to believe the horrible tings they said about me, that I truly was wicked. Every good ting I tried to do ended up going wrong. No good deed goes unpunished." She said this last sentence with bitterness in her voice.

"How can you turn a human into a scarecrow?" Strider asked.

"I used a spell from the grimmerie." She replied.

"Grimmerie?"

"An ancient spell book. I left it with Glinda before I left."

"So you two are friends again?"

"Yes."

"Who is this Wizard you speak of?" Strider asked.

"The ruler of Oz. he's pure evil." Elphaba said. "I hope Glinda will do something about him. He has no real magical power, only that all of Oz believes everything he says."

"You should get some sleep." Strider said after a pause. "you'll probably have to retell your story to Lord Elrond when we reach Rivendell."

" Your probably rigth." Elphaba said, and with that she lay back down next to Fiyero, who slipped his arm subconsiously around her waist. She fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake again untill morning.

A/N: I don't know if I like this chapter or not. I've had a major writers block lately. Please please please review.