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Chapter 7
Love Heals
Glinda visited Elphaba in the dungeons the next day. She wasn't really sure why, especially after all she had done but she felt as if she needed to. The Witch was curled up against the wall, her eyes gazing lifelessly at the slimy stone barrier in front of her. She didn't even turn to Glinda before she asked her,
"What do you want?" Her voice was rough and tired. Only when she finally faced her she saw the familiar fire of hate in her eyes.
"I just came to…" She still wasn't even really sure. "To check on you." She realized that it was the truth. Elphaba glared at her for a moment.
"Why? Making sure I won't run away? I can't look at the bars." She let a blast of magic of them, before it flung her back into the wall. She cringed but had clearly been expecting it. "Magicked." She stated.
Glinda winced when she heard her dress ripping on impact. "No… it's not that, I just really wanted to know if you were… Okay. But I'll leave now because I see that's clearly what you want." She said more coldly then she wanted to, but she couldn't take it back now.
She took one last look at Elphaba, her body was almost dead she was so weak, but her eyes were still burning. Glinda gasped in surprise what she saw. For any normal person they probably would've thought she was just sick.
The look in her eyes, the vacant glare.
She was under a spell.
"Fiyero! Fiyero! You have to go see Elphaba right now." She rushed into his room; her heels not doing her any favors.
"Why? Why would I go visit the person who tried to kill me, and who killed my parents- are you crazy, Glinda?" He scoffed, still looking at his desk and filling out forms.
"What are those- won't you at least look at me while you talk to me?" Glinda frowned snatching them from his desk. Fiyero stared at her for a couple minutes, expecting her to understand once she actually took the time to read it.
"But… no… what?" She looked up at him, disbelief written all over her face.
Fiyero shrugged. "They are what they say… The Witch is to be executed in a few days."
"FIYERO TIGGULAR." She said in a commanding tone he had never heard before. "YOU ARE ABOUT TO SEND THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE TO DEATH FOR SOMETHING SHE DID UNKNOWINGLY." Her hand immediately flew to her mouth… but she knew, after seeing the way he watched her at Shiz and the original reluctance to kill her… He was in love. He never loved her- they were both blind to the real situation at hand.
At least not anymore.
Fiyero didn't even flinch finding out about Glinda's sudden revelation about his real love interest. "What?" All he had heard was 'Love' 'Life' and 'Death'.
"I know that you… loved Elphaba. Not me." She took off the engagement ring and placed it on his desk angrily. "She's under a spell… I don't know who cast it but she's damn well not herself."
Fiyero was taken by surprise that Glinda had sworn. She never swore. Ever. A flame of hope flickered in his chest. Elphaba was innocent? The idea seemed likely… but at the same time not. "Take me to her." He said in a whisper, as he moved mechanically from his chair.
Fiyero stood in front of the Wi- Elphaba's cell. Glinda had decided he should figure this out with her alone. He gazed at her for a moment still holding his rifle. She met his gaze and then trailed to the rifle. "Have you come to shoot me or let me out?" She asked, raising an eyebrow almost mockingly.
Fiyero cracked a smiled and reached for a key in his pocket, unlocking the door. "Why don't you come out, then I'll shoot you." He was disappointed when Elphaba stood and just glared at him, walking past him.
"I know." He started. Elphaba turned to him, narrowing her eyes. "Know what, Master Tiggular?" They made their way to the field behind the palace. It was secure, so Fiyero wasn't worried about her making a run for it.
"The spell. A spell, okay maybe I don't really know… well I kind of do but… Elphaba. This isn't you. It's okay." He put his rifle into a sling on his back and put his hands into hers. She promptly pulled away still eying him warily, confusion flickered in her eyes like night and day. The conflict showed through clearly.
"Fae. You're under a spell. This has to stop." He said sternly putting his hand on Elphaba's shoulder.
Elphaba looked at him with wide brown eyes before she collapsed onto the ground. Her breathing became heavy and Fiyero's heart stopped in fear when she looked back up at him, supporting herself with her hands her eyes glowed green and he could see none of the beautiful brown.
"DO NOT INTERFERE WITH MY PLANS, YOU BRAINLESS OAF." She growled in a distorted but sickly sweet voice. Her eyes were still glowing as her lips pulled back into a sneer. Fiyero squinted and removed the rifle from his back.
"Morrible." He hissed, looking around wildly for where the woman could be hiding.
"DON'T BOTHER TO LOOK FOR ME NOW. THIS BODY HAS BEEN LONG OCCUPIED." She was still speaking through Elphaba.
'Okay… yea, that wasn't weird.' Fiyero thought, scratching the back of his head. "Okay, Morrible. Just leave her alone you've put her through enough hell already." He looked back to Elphaba with pity.
The green glare in her eyes slowly faded into a tired brown she began to slip to the ground again but Fiyero ran forward and caught Elphaba. "Fae… It's okay."He said softly.
But there was no response as her eyes fluttered close with a soft sigh.
