well hello!

i'm sorry for the slight delay, i'd say it's because I've been revising (GCSEs start in 2 days, wish me luck) but that's a total lie. Truthfully, I've been a bit stuck and caught up with learning a script etc.

so...you asked for Fiyeraba... i'm saying no more ;)

disclaimer: wicked does not belong to me as much as that pains me to admit.

also from the next chapter, there'll be a stronger plot I promise.

that's probably all I have to say, now i'm just rambling.

please review, it's a confidence boost and I don't know what you want from the story unless you tell me! unfortunately i'm not telepathic (although how cool would that be?!)

I hope you enjoy it...

Now what?

Glinda hadn't thought this far ahead. She'd spent hours planning Elphaba's rescue, running through every detail carefully, but it hadn't occurred to her she'd probably need to plan what to do afterwards. After all, Elphaba Thropp was the most wanted in Oz, everyone knew her and due to her greenness, it was hard to blend into the background, night or not.

They reached the entrance to the jail successfully, Glinda keeping hold of her friend's arm all the way to ensure she didn't change her mind.

"Elphie, hat off."

After pausing for thought, the green witch did as she was told and took off her beloved hat. Still, she held it close to her protectively, not wanting to leave it. Glinda grabbed it off her firmly and held it under her arm. She then removed her jacket and instructed for Elphaba to put it on.

"But, Glin, you'll freeze!"

Glinda rolled her eyes, "Or, Elphie, you'll die." Perspective.

With that, Elphaba threw it on whilst Glinda reached to take down the witch's plaited hair. She ran her fingers through it for a few moments before pulling it round to frame her face. "We've reverted back to the old plait I see."

"Well, it gets boring in there."

"Correction. It got boring, you're free now Elphie!"

The two girls then ran quietly down a narrow alleyway next to the prison and out into a large field. Glinda halted before Elphaba grabbed her hand and practically dragged her to the edge where a row of trees were situated. Tears fell from the blonde's blue eyes and she sunk down to the earth.

"What's wrong, my sweet?" Elphaba asked gently, sitting down beside her.

Glinda just continued to sob, unable to form coherent words. When she felt a warm arm snake around her shoulders she leant in and wrapped her arms around the witch's waist, looking for warmth as much as comfort.

"It's okay, I've got you."

They stayed like that for a while, neither of them willing to break the contact. After a minute, Elphaba too found herself in tears, her overwhelming emotion taking over. Once they had both calmed down enough, she repeated her question.

"I missed you," Glinda sniffed and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, "I really, really missed you. Like you wouldn't even understand."

Elphaba's lips curled slightly, "Oh I think I would."

"And Fiyero, he's not been the same. He's tried to hide it but I can see right through him. He doesn't sleep at night, I wake up and find him sitting by the window, just staring out."

A small smile broke out on the emerald's face. So Fiyero had missed her. After weeks of flying solo, she'd begun to wonder whether or not he'd ever truly cared about her, their little 'fling' nothing more than a meaningless and spontaneous moment of madness and lust. But then it wasn't just a moment, it was several. And they weren't exactly spontaneous when they arranged to meet beforehand, Elphaba not being able to concentrate even in History…no there was more to it. On her part anyway. And Galinda had just confirmed Fiyero's feelings on the matter. Although it was clearly a lot more complicated than that…did Galinda even know what she was revealing? Elphaba wondered whether she could really be that cruel to her best friend, the one who had risked everything to come and set her free. Wouldn't it be taking too much if she took Fiyero from her? She couldn't lose the blonde, she had befriended her when nobody else would. It was a total mess.

"Elphie I know."

Her eyes slowly but surely rose to meet Galinda's. The blonde could see a fear in her eyes she rarely saw and her heart sunk.

"You know?"

"It's okay. Don't look so scared, it's okay. I know. Fiyero and I…we were just, I don't know. We both thought we wanted something but we didn't. Not really, we weren't in love, not like you were."

"But you're still together?"

Galinda nodded "But it's not like that. When you and Fiyero, you know, we split up. I wasn't even sad. But then when you went, we weren't sure how to cope. We both knew what the other was going through, we needed someone, we understood-"

"I'm not saying anything Glin. I don't mind. I just thought-"

"Sshh. It's you he loves Elphie. It's always been you. We both love you so much and now you're back, I don't need him anymore. Because you're here. You're here."

"Fiyero."

Fiyero woke up slowly reaching across the bed for Galinda. But he was met with only the smooth sheets. He peered across at the alarm clock. "Galinda, what?..."

"Fiyero." She repeated, sitting on the bed.

"What are you doing? Why are you up so early? Where have you been?" he sat up, leaning back against the headboard, still half-awake.

"Fiyero."

"Will you stop saying my name and help me out here? What's going on?"

Galinda looked towards the door where the green witch hovered. Fiyero traced her gaze in confusion until he caught sight of the emerald. "Elphie?"

He rubbed his eyes, almost thinking it was a dream. "It's you. You're- what? Galinda?"

Elphaba moved towards the bed and sat down next to the blonde, taking Fiyero's hand in hers. "It's me." She reached out and held his pale face in the palm of her hand.

Galinda stood up slowly, placing a hand on her friend's shoulder before walking away, giving them some privacy.

Fiyero sat staring at the witch, taking in every detail. Elphaba was about to open her mouth to ask him where they'd go from there but Fiyero rudely interrupted her with a passionate kiss. That was all she needed.