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Chapter 10

That night Fiyero couldn't sleep. He had to make a plan to help Elphaba, maybe even save her.

He didn't want them to kill her and he couldn't stand to watch her suffer at the hands of the Gale Forcers anymore. She had been held captive for two weeks. No one could endure torture for this long but Elphaba was strong.

Maybe since she knew that Tanith was still alive she had gotten part of her will to live back.

Fiyero could kidnap Elphaba and hide her at Kiamo Ko as he had planned years ago, before she had made up her mind and left him in Quaddlingland.

And he would save Tanith for her. Somehow he would find out where Morrible was hiding the girl and then he could formulate a plan and take both with him away.

Fiyero could finally have the life with Elphaba he had always dreamt about.

But what would she – his fiancé – say?

Fiyero didn't know. Part of him wasn't even unsure if it would be the right thing to do; kidnapping Elphaba and Tanith.

He was engaged to Glinda, about to get married to her. If Elphaba hadn't appeared at the wedding, he would be a married man by now.

Stifling a sigh he got up. There was no use in lying awake.

Fiyero wanted to see her – Elphaba – again. There were still a lot of things unsaid between the two, but he couldn't very well appear at Southstairs by night.

He went into his office, a room seldom used, but he had stored his memories in this place. His memories were stord in a box. It was a box filled with things he had grown fond of.; a pressed flower, the one Elphaba had worn the day the two of them had saved the caged baby-lion. A drawing he had done of Elphaba.

Every time he remembered the day he had drawn it, a smile broke out on his face.

"Sit still," he adomished while trying to draw her.

"I am sitting still."

"You aren't." Sighing he placed the drawing pad down and walked over to the bed she was sitting on.

Fiyero had asked her if she would allow him to draw her in a more private setting. Elphaba had agreed even after she had known how he wanted to draw her, wearing nothing but a sheet.

And now she was sitting on his bed, wrapped in only a sheet, her hair hanging loose and a pink flower tucked in her hair.

Fiyero brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes.

"Don't move or we will be sitting here for a long time," he told her before he continued. "But on other hand move as often as you want. Having you here, sitting like this, I shouldn't complain."

Yes, the memories of the past were happy memories.

If he had known what would happen to Elphaba, he would have never let her go. Not to the Emerald City, not at Quaddlingland. He would have fought with her. He would have tried to keep her with him forever.

But he didn't go into his office to relive memories of the past. He wanted to think about and plan the future, a future with either Elphaba or Glinda.

Fiyero had commited himself to Glinda when they became engaged. He couldn't very well run off with Elphaba.

Maybe only knowing that Elphaba was somewhere safe would be enough? Or maybe not.

There was still the problem of how to get Elphaba out of Southstairs and how could he find Tanith for her. Morrible had probably made sure that no one would find the girl. Or maybe she was already dead and she had only told Elphaba a lie.

But he believed Morrible. He believed the girl still lived. Elphaba believed her too.

Tomorrow he would go to Southstairs and try to talk to Elphaba again. He needed to know if Tanith was his daughter. If she was his daughter, maybe he could ask Glinda for help in convincing Morrible to let him and Glinda raise Tanith. This way he could make sure that Tanith was safe and maybe find some way to hide her some day.