The muffled sound of coughing filled the cave.

At first Glinda kept her attention outside, like it might quit raining for the split second it would take her to look away only to start again once she turned back around. But then the coughing took on a gagging quality and she couldn't stop herself from casting a quick glance to the back of the cave. What she saw when she did instantly concerned her.

Eadlyn was laying on his side, the coughing only getting worse as he struggled to breathe. He looked like a fish out of water as his body jerked. And it might have been a trick of the limited light but she could have sworn he was turning blue.

What if he quit breathing? Yes he'd done horrible things and terrorized her family but that didn't mean she wanted him to die. If he did the authorities might try to accuse her and Mason of murder for not doing something to help him.

But even the prospect of being thrown in Southstairs couldn't make her go to his rescue. She just didn't have it in her. Not after the way he attacked her.

"I'll get him a drink of water."

She nodded in lieu of actually replying as Mason started toward their downed captive. She was grateful to him for stepping in but that didn't mean she wasn't still leery of his actions. He seemed like a nice enough guy but did nice guys give people potions to bind their powers or hold women hostage without knowing why?

She watched as Mason took Eadlyn by the shoulders, dragging him to a nearby supply crate to prop him up before removing the rope holding the gag in place.

The coughing got harsher as Eadlyn spit the rag out of his mouth. He somehow managed a raspy, "Thanks," as Mason reached for a waterskin.

"Don't thank me." Mason growled. "Glinda was the one having a moral dilemma. I would just as soon let you hack yourself to death."

Eadlyn eagerly sucked down some water before saying, "Spoken like a true man."

"Shut up." Mason shoved the waterskin in his face again.

"What happened to us, Mason?" Eadlyn gave him a beseeching look after pulling away from another drink. "We used to be friends."

Mason scoffed. "We were never friends."

"Could have fooled me."

"Don't pretend there was ever anything between us."

"Pretend?" Eadlyn looked shocked. "Was it pretend when we would laugh together? When we would sit up late at night around the camp fire and swap stories or tell each other our greatest desires?"

"That never happened."

"It happened all the time."

"Then you must be getting me confused with Gregor because I never sat around a camp fire with you."

Eadlyn frowned. "Don't talk about him."

"Why not? You weren't the only one who knew him."

"He didn't mean anything to you."

"Like he did to you?" Mason chuckled as he recapped the waterskin. "You're just upset because he won't be around to play your lapdog anymore. But don't worry, I'm sure you'll find yourself some nice new friends in Southstairs."

"You make me sick, do you know that? Walking around this cave like you've never done anything wrong. Well I know better." He glanced toward Glinda, a smirk tugging at his lips when he saw her look away quickly. "I could tell her a thing or two."

"Go ahead." Mason shrugged. "I don't have anything to hide."

"Oh really? What about that time you gave that group of school girls one of your sleeping potions so the guys could have their way with them?"

"That was Gregor too. He stole the potion out of my things. And if you remember correctly, he slipped it into the wrong mugs and it was 'the guys' as you put it who fell asleep. The school girls had their way with them by drawing all over them with permanent marker. Gregor had that cute little black mustache for almost a week."

Glinda had to bite her lip to keep from giggling at the image of the huge man with a marker mustache.

"OK, how about the time you convinced the guys to make that father Mountain Lion fight his wife to keep his cubs safe?"

"That was you." Mason sighed. "I really wish you'd get your stories straight."

"And I wish you would stop deluding yourself into thinking you stand a chance with Glinda."

Mason frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm not stupid, Mason." Eadlyn shook his head. "Not that I can blame you. I mean, just look at her." He gestured toward the blonde. "Who wouldn't want to get a piece at that?"

"You're a pig."

"Maybe so, but you seem to be forgetting something." He leaned forward like he was telling Mason a secret. "She's into girls. Remember? I killed her green freak of a lover."

Mason clinched his jaw when he heard Glinda gasp. "You better hope you're right."

Eadlyn frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I know I wouldn't want the woman everyone called the Wicked Witch of the West mad at me. That's all I'm saying."

"Yeah, well..."

"Shut up." Mason shoved the gag back in his mouth.

Eadlyn mumbled something.

"What was that?" Mason cupped his hand against his ear. "I couldn't quite hear you." He chuckled when Eadlyn growled. "Be a good boy and I won't use the rope to hold that gag in place anymore."

Glinda pretended to be interested in something on the ground as Mason stood again.

"And just for the record, I think it would take more of a man than you to get rid of Elphaba." He gave Glinda a grin as she looked at him with grateful eyes. He held her gaze for a moment before returning to where he had been sitting against the cave wall.

Glinda went back to watching the rain, more confused than ever about how she should feel toward Mason.

Neither one of them noticed the smile that spread across Eadlyn's face as he started rubbing the rope around his wrists against a nail sticking out of the side of the crate he was still leaning against.

Elphaba's eyes were closed, hand poised over the pages of the book open next to Grimmerie. "Qua peto aliquis." The words were barely audible as she chanted them. "Qua peto aliquis."

"Is it working?" Maeve whispered.

"We won't know until she's done." Breena never took her eyes off her sister.

"When..."

"Shh." Breena shushed her.

Maeve gave her a sheepish look. "Sorry."

"Qua peto... Oh!" Elphaba's eyes snapped open as her index finger plopped down on one of the pages.

"Is that it?" Maeve looked back and forth between them. "Is the she done?"

"It looks like it." Breena leaned over the book the best she could without moving her injured leg. "And according to the key on this map Glinda is in..." She peered at the page more closely. "A system of caves."

"Then at least she's out of the elements." Maeve swallowed hard as they both looked at her. "Sorry again. I have a tendency to say whatever pops into my head."

"So we noticed." Breena teased her.

"Do you think that's where she is?" Elphaba looked down at her finger, which was still on the page.

"Yes I do."

"At least it's a place to start." Maeve mentally kicked herself. "Not that she's not there. I just meant that it's more than we had to go on before. Not that Cade and the others haven't found anything yet."

"Why don't you go get Fiyero for us?" Breena spoke up before she could stick her foot any further in her mouth.

Maeve furrowed her brow. "Fiyero?"

"We can show him the map so he can send some men to see if Glinda's there."

"Oh." Maeve nodded. "Good idea."

"Yeah." Breena's voice dripped with sarcasm. "I thought so."

Her reaction was lost on the other woman as she started out of the room. "I'll be right back with Fiyero."

Elphaba continued to stare at the book. "I can't believe I might have found her."

"There's no 'might' about it. Remember what I told you about having faith in your powers?" Breena bumped her sister's arm with her own. "And aren't you glad my nerdy girlfriend had a book of maps in her room?"

"It did come in handy."

"So does this little drawing she made of Upland Manor." Breena pointed at the page. "From the looks of this those caves aren't very far from the house. It shouldn't take the guards long to get there."

"I should be the one going to look for her."

"There's no way in Oz you're going out on your broom in this weather. But maybe you can go with the guards when they leave."

Elphaba perked up at the prospect. "Do you think Fiyero will let me?"

Breena raised an eyebrow. "Since when is Fiyero the boss of you?"

That got her a half grin.

"Besides, I think it's Dad you'll have to worry about more than anyone."

Elphaba's grin faded. "We really put him through the ringer didn't we?"

"Yes, but that's what daughters are for." Breena cursed her sense of humor as Elphaba finally moved her finger and got up to start pacing the length of the room. "I'm sure we didn't give him too many more gray hairs."

"It's not that." Elphaba glanced toward the door. "What's taking them so long?"

"It's only been a few minutes." Breena tried to reassure her. "Why don't you come sit back down and try to relax?"

Rock walls.

She cocked her head when she saw the blank expression on her sister's face. "Elly?"

Glinda sitting on the ground, staring out at the rain.

"Elly?" Breena tried again.

Eadlyn not far away, bound at the hands and feet.

"Hey." Breena chucked a pillow at her.

Another man going toward Eadlyn with a plate of food in his hand.

"Great." She growled as her sister didn't acknowledge the projectile bouncing off her arm. "Your visions sure do have sucky timing."

Eadlyn waiting until the man started to bend down toward him to spring into action, the rope on his wrists falling away as he punched the man in the stomach.

"Snap out of it Elly."

The rope at his ankles fell away too as he climbed to his feet next to the doubled over man. He instantly reached for a nearby bottle, viciously smashed it over the man's head.

Breena frowned as Elphaba's right hand curled into a fist. "Someone's pissing you off, aren't they?"

Eadlyn smiled as he turned toward an obviously stunned Glinda.

"Maeve?" She called out as her sister's breath became ragged but no one answered. "Perfect."

Glinda's blue eyes went wide with terror as Eadlyn got close enough to grab her wrist. She tried to pull free but he jerked her toward him instead, using the back of his other hand to caress her cheek.

"Come on, Elly." Breena sighed when she didn't get a response and started to scoot herself off of the bed.

Glinda spit in his face.

She winced, her leg protesting the movement. Not that a little pain was going to stop her from getting to her sister.

Eadlyn backhanded her, knocking her to the ground.

Breena knew her leg wouldn't hold her weight so she used the bed to help her maneuver toward her goal. "Elly?"

Glinda tried to crawl away only to be grabbed by the arm and dragged back to her feet.

"Damn it, Elphaba, answer me." Her frustration grew as she slowly made her way toward the catatonic woman.

He backhanded her again, sending her flying into the cave wall.

Breena stopped once she reached the end of the bed and took in the good six feet that still separated her from her sister. "This should be interesting."

"Get up." He barely gave her a chance to hit the ground before he was reaching for her again.

She somehow managed to keep her balance as she took an unsteady step toward Elphaba, her brow creasing in pain. "Addy's gonna kill me."

Eadlyn stopped just short of touching her when he saw her sightless eyes staring at nothing, blood pouring from a jagged wound on her left temple.

"Elly?" Breena's heart skipped a beat when tears started streaming down her sister's cheeks. "Elly?!" Somehow she closed the gap between them, grabbing her sister's arm.

"No!" Elphaba took a swing at her.

"Whoa!" Instinct had Breena ducking the blow but her leg couldn't take the pressure of trying to hold her up and buckled, spilling her to the floor.

"Glinda?" Elphaba wildly looked around the room. "Glinda?!"

"She's not here, Elly."

She looked around again, trying to find the source of the voice. Her brow settled into a frown when she saw her sister on the ground. "What are you doing down there?"

"Picking flowers." Breena dead panned. "I was trying to get to you." She didn't bother to try to get up, knowing it would never happen. "What did you see?"

"I... It..." Fresh tears made their way down Elphaba's cheeks. "He's going to kill her, Bree."

"What?!"

"Eadlyn." Elphaba clarified as she put her hands under her sister's arms and helped her to stand before starting toward the bed. "I saw him..." Her voice quivered. "He slapped her and she cracked her head and..." She started to shake as Breena lowered herself onto the foot of the bed. "He killed her. That bastard killed my Glinda!"

"Shh." Breena pulled her sister down next to her, taking her in her arms. "It was just a vision, Elly."

"But..."

"You can change what you see, remember?"

Another shudder passed through her at the thought of being at her sister's funeral.

"It's going to be all right, Elly." Breena held her close. "We won't let him lay a finger on her."

"But how can we stop him? What if Fiyero and the guards don't get to the cave in time? What if..."

"No more what ifs." Breena interrupted her. "We're going to take matters into our own hands."

"How?"

"Was Glinda in a cave when Eadlyn... When you saw what you saw?"

Elphaba nodded.

"Then we're going to use magic to send you there."

"What?" She pulled back to look at her sister.

"The transportation spell. If we combine our powers we should be able to..."

"No." Elphaba shook her head.

Breena frowned. "What do you mean 'no?'"

"The same thing no always means. You're not strong enough to be casting spells, Bree."

"Says who?"

"Addena." Elphaba put her hand on her sister's brow. "And the fact that you still have a fever. I appreciate the thought Bree, but it's not going to happen. I'll have to come up with another way."

Breena sighed. "Like what?"

"I'm not sure." Elphaba tried to swallow another round of tears. "But I can't let him hurt her."

"And you think I can?"

"Of course not."

"Then let me help."

"No."

"Damn it, Elly you have to. Don't you now I'd do anything for Glinda? She's not just your girlfriend. She's one of the best friend's I've ever had. Not to mention the sister of the woman I love."

"I know, but I can't risk you to get to her, Bree." Elphaba sniffled. "I just got you back."

"And I'll still be here when you bring her home." Breena gripped her sister's hand. "Don't make me feel completely useless, Elly."

"Useless?"

"What would you call it? It's not like I could go with you and the guards if you left right now. I can't even walk for Ozma's sake!"

"Bree..."

"But I can help you get to Glinda." Breena looked into her sister's eyes. "It's the only way, Elly."

Elphaba clinched her jaw.

"You know I'm right."

"Fine." She finally relented. "We'll use the transportation spell. But I'm warning you, if you end up unconscious again, I'll be forced to come find you and kick your ass."

Breena grinned. "Duly noted." She held her sister's gaze. "Do you need to go get your broom?"

"No." Elphaba shook her head. "I don't know how much time Glinda has. If we're going to do this, let's do it."

"All right." Breena tightened her grip on her sister's hand. "But you better be careful or I might have to do some ass kicking off my own."

Elphaba threw her arms around her. "Thank you, Bree."

"Let's just hope this works." Breena pulled out of the embrace. "Close your eyes and concentrate on the cave. Better yet..." She reached for the book of maps. "Put your finger on it."

"Do you think that will help?" Elphaba did as she was told.

"I have no idea, but it certainly can't hurt. Now close your eyes and concentrate and we'll do this on three, all right?"

The green witch nodded.

"One. Two."

"I love you Bree."

"I love you too Elly." Breena continued her countdown. "Three."

Their voices mixed on the word, "Extorque."

Maeve chose that moment to come back into the room. "Fiyero said he'd be here in just a..." Her mouth fell open as Elphaba disappeared. "What in Oz are you two doing?!"

Breena's eyes rolled back in her head as she slumped over on the bed.

"Oh!" Maeve hurried over to her. "Breena?" She patted her on the cheek. "Can you hear me?" She sighed. "Of course not, you're out cold."

Her head snapped around when she heard voices approaching the door. "Oh shit."