Fiyero pulled Glinda along rather fiercely, determined not to let those guards get them. He felt a little bad that Glinda's arm hurt, but they had to get away if they didn't want to be captured, or sued…or maybe killed.
Finding a hotel was—thank Oz—easier than Fiyero imagined, given the fact that hope had left him, but he still felt that he needed to lay low. As he led Glinda in, he felt he needed something to reward her for keeping quiet; a feat that seemed impossible. He turned to her and tried to smile. Her face was frazzled and pale, and his heart immediately melted as her bottom lip wobbled.
"Glinda," Fiyero spoke kindly, handing her some money. "Why don't you go buy yourself some nail polish? I saw a salon over there."
She looked down and took the money slowly, looking up at him with her enormous blue eyes. "Oh Yero, thanks a bunches!" She stood on tiptoe to peck his cheek, and nearly skipping, set off for the salon.
Fiyero rubbed the back of his neck and headed over to the check-in table.
As he looked through rooms, his mind traveled to when he and Elphaba had spent the night at the largest hotel in Oz. He remembered her smile and laughter, and it echoed from his thoughts and around his mind, nearly bringing him to tears as he thought of that sweet innocent yet fierce face smiling, and being crushed or hacked and being put through tears right this very moment. Oz, he missed her.
Scary things could happen in Oz, yet Fiyero never thought Elphaba would be taken and hurt this way. She was as fierce as a lion, as tough as tin, as frightening as a scarecrow, yet as sweet (at times) as a young girl. She had enough to handle, with her green skin and the expectations of her family already…couldn't they hold the kidnapping off, for like…maybe a couple years? When Elphaba got really strong? And Fiyero might be fast or brave enough to save her before the brutally of the guards?
"Fiyero?"
He turned at his name, a bit confused because it wasn't Glinda's, and (thank Oz!) not the voice of the guards, yet it was male so it wasn't Elphie…
"Man, what are you doing here?" Avaric patted Fiyero's back and Fiyero laughed and hugged his long-time friend.
"We're looking for Elphaba," Fiyero smiled.
"Don't tell me you still got a fling with the green girl?" Avaric's eyes sparkled. "I still got Shenshen's number if you want to date a girl with a perfect tan."
"No thanks." Fiyero looked around. "So, what are you doing here?"
"I own this place. It's been in my family for years. So, you wanted a room?"
"Yeah, that would be great. I have Glinda with me, and I don't think she'd want to spend the night on a train again."
"Ah, so you have Glinda this time, eh?" Avaric smiled mischievously. "How far is this relationship? I don't blame you. Now you have two girls."
"No, it's not like that. Glinda's just a friend."
"Of course." Avaric winked. "Well, we'll see when I give you two the best room in the hotel."
Fiyero punched his arm. "Oh, stop it."
Glinda came back, giggling happily as she showed Fiyero her new nail polish.
"This one is called Tickle Me Pink," She smiled, holding it up for Fiyero to see. "And this one is Coming and Going By Bubble!"
"The colors look the same to me," Fiyero shrugged.
Glinda gave a small gasp and held them up again, centimeters from his eyes. "Tickle me pink is five shades darker!" She tossed her hair and turned her back on him with a huff. Fiyero rolled his eyes and took the key from Avaric. He just hoped Glinda would like the room.
His prayers were answered when Glinda jumped up and down, then throwing herself on the bed. They reached the room a few minutes later, and she couldn't have enough of it. There were blinds to be opened and shut with a remote, a beautiful kitchen, and two bedrooms. A large living area stretched about the room, and a large TV rested on the wall. The walls were a light shade of blue and green, which made Fiyero's stomach churn and his heart pound. He was wearing blue today, and his love was green…
His thoughts were interrupted by a loud squeal.
"I love it here! It's so pretty!" Glinda laughed and jumped up to look out the window. "I can see all of Oz from here! Ooooh, is that my house?"
"Glinda," Fiyero said a bit sternly, going over to close the blinds. "We can't be seen. Do you remember why we're here?"
Glinda bit her lip and nodded. "I know. But can't we have a little fun?"
"Uh…" Fiyero looked around, like the guards could get past Avaric and come in at any moment. Which was possible.
He truly hated being his alert, but when life called danger, he needed to be. But for Glinda's sake, on the other hand, he needed to relax a bit. He gave her the best smile he could and ran a finger down her cheek. "Why don't you go paint your nails?"
Glinda looked down in her hand and gave a small smile. She knew Fiyero was in a tough state, so she owed him a benefit of the doubt. Nodding, she went to the living room and concentrated on her nails.
Fiyero breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around the apartment. It was very beautiful. He rubbed the back of his neck. Maybe he could bring Elphaba here someday. If he found her.
Stop it, the voice inside his head said harshly. Stop it. You'll find her. You'll find her.
Fiyero looked at Glinda's adorably focused face as she painted her nails, and Fiyero found that resting would be so relaxing. Taking a deep breath, and fighting to forget Elphaba for a while, he set off towards the shower.