(A/N: Ok, so this is what happens when I listen to 'Over the Rainbow', 'Light my candle', and 'The Wizard and I' one after the other. In this AU, Roger, Mimi, Collins and Angel don't have AIDS and Joanne is not included. Sorry Mojo shippers!)
Disclaimer: I don't own Rent, Wicked or Wizard of Oz
Roger knew she was special from the moment he left. Ironic, wasn't it? He left her with Benny, he left for Santa Fe, and he knew he loved her. Now, she had almost slipped away from him, almost dying from an overdose. He left her, and she turned back to the drugs. Now, stood in that loft with Mark, Maureen, Collins, Angel and Mimi, he knew; She was the love of his life. He knew that now. And he knew he wouldn't let her get away. No matter what.
Maybe if she knew that, her decision would be easier. Mimi knew she had to tell him about her secret. But he'd call her a freak. He'd say she was insane. He wouldn't understand. Her aunt and uncle hadn't. After her parents had died, she moved to their farm. They didn't even notice when she left for four months. When she returned, they didn't believe she had been anywhere. They even sent her to an asylum. To make her forget. But she never forgot. Mimi smiled up at the moon, full and bright. She remembered that funny trip, that she took once upon a time.
She could remember it all so vividly. She could remember every name. She could remember the long, long walk. She could remember the heart, brains, and courage of her old friends. Sometimes, the most random things could set her off reminiscing. Children blowing bubbles, seeing lions painted on the Life Support Centre walls, oil cans in the loft for Marks bike, Maureen's monkey teddy, the old broom that stood in the corner...
"Mimi? Everything all right?" Mimi was knocked out of her daze, hearing her name murmured from a concerned Angel. Only then she realised what had happened earlier had not just happened to her. Looking at the faces of her friends, she knew how much this had shaken them all, how worried they all were for her. She had never seen this look directed at her. A family Collins called them, and Mimi could tell they thought of her as a family. More than her own family did. "No. No it's not. I've been lying to you for the last year." She murmured, staring at the floor, unable to make eye contact with any of her friends.
"What do you mean?" Maureen asked. Mimi still couldn't look at them. They knew now, she had lied. For one year, she'd allowed them to get close to Mimi Marquez, the girl who had a secret. "Where do I begin?" She whispered. She kept her eyes glued to the floor, till she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up, expecting to see anger in her friends faces. Instead she saw concern. "Why don't you start at the beginning?"
"Ok... To start off, I used to live in Kansas. When my parents died, my Uncle Henry and Aunt Emily took me in. Then one day, a cyclone appeared. From nowhere. I was caught in it. Me, in my house, with my dog, Toto. I went to a different world. They called it Oz." Mimi smiled, remembering her past. "It was so different to here. There are witches, and Animals who can talk. I went on a long journey, with some very close friends. We went to see the Wizard of Oz. He's kinda like their president. And he..." Mimi scowled, thinking about the man. "He tricked me into murdering an innocent woman." Maureen audibly gasped at this, and everyone's eyes impossibly widened. "But I didn't mean to! People told me she was wicked! A witch!" Mimi was yelling, attempting to defend herself. Roger stroked her hair to soothe her, and she continued her story. "They called her the Wicked Witch of the West. They said she was a threat to all in Oz. The wizard told me if I killed her, I could go home. So I did. But I didn't know she was innocent. She was good. She fought for the rights of those who couldn't. The Wizard was persecuting the talking animals, or Animals as they are called, of Oz. He was stealing their ability to talk, and she was the only one who stood up for them. " Mimi looked at her boyfriend behind her. "Is this all ok to you? Because my own family sent me to an asylum for believing I really went there. I was missing for four months and they didn't believe me. You weren't even there, how do you know I'm not lying?" Roger stared at Mimi. At first, he really didn't believe her. But hearing how her family treated her, he knew he had to try. "I believe you because I love you." Mimi smiled, before kissing him. "And if Roger the cynic can believe you, so can we." Collins said, as Roger flipped him off. Mimi never felt happier. Her friends believed her. No one had ever believed her about Oz. They truly were her family. "So, tell us more!" Maureen exclaimed, and Mimi began to tell all about her time on the Yellow Brick road.
Elphaba sighed. Fiyero had gone back to Milla, the woman he was in love with. Elphaba had turned him back from a scarecrow, as payment for saving her life. Now she just needed the right spell to get her out of this hell hole. Oz was her past. She hated everything about it now. In Kiamo Ko, she could hear Glinda cry for her. She wanted to appear, tell her it was all ok. She wanted her to be safe, ans knew she wouldn't be, not if she knew the Witch was alive. Glinda left, taking her Elphaba's green bottle with her.
Elphaba scanned the castle. There had to be something she could do, some way to get out of Oz. She walked upstairs, searching each room for something. A few spell books she found had teleportation spells, but they required two witches. But Elphaba was alone. She finally arrived at the attic. It was a small, dusty room filled with random boxes and bits of furniture covered in sheets. Cobwebs filled every corner. It looked as if no one had been in the room for years. Elphaba quickly got to work, pulling books from boxes and wiping them to read each title. Light was beginning to fade, as she saw the sun set in the near distance. One of the positives of living in the west, she thought. Smiling, she walked towards the small window, and leant on one of the covered pieces of furniture. As she touched it, it burned. She retracted her injured arm quickly and pulled the cover of the offending furniture. It looked like a mirror, but Elphaba was not staring at her own reflection. She was staring at the little farm girl who had tried to kill her. But she looked nearly five years older. Other world time, Elphaba thought, as she listened to the girl. It shocked Elphaba to her core to hear Mimi talk about her with such compassion. Mimi felt guilty, just as she did for her own sister. After hearing her speak, Elphaba reached put to touch the mirror, forgetting it had burnt her. Forgetting it was magical. As she did, she felt her body shut down, the room swirl, and everything go black.
(A/N: So what's gonna happen? I think you can probably guess...)
