(A/N: OMO, I just had the BEST weekend ever. I went to Omaha, Nebraska to see Wicked! It was sooo awesome!! It was my second time seeing it, the first time I saw it at teh Music Hall in Kansas City, Missouri, and it was not as good because the sound in the Music Hall is...not that great to say the least, in other words, it sucks. And my seats were really crappy, like in the very top and back of the balcony, and my new glasses hadn't come in with the new perscription, so I couldn't see. But in Omaha, I got my new glasses just before we went, so my vision was AWESOME, and our seats were in the loge area, and were really great. We were supposed to see Donna Vivino and Katie Rose Clarke perform, but for some reason or other, they didn't, so we watched the standby for Elphaba, and the understudy for Galinda. The standby (Meredith Kaye Clark) was amazing! I thought she did a wonderful job. The understudy (Marissa Lupp) was okay, Katie would've been better I think. But the show as still amazing! Anyway, just wanted to share that because...I wanted to.....So, here's the next chapter. Sorry it's kind of short and boring and stuff, and you're probably already dozing off from the author's note (which you probably didn't read), but bear with me. I'd like to apologize to any errors/typos/punctuation etc. Thank you to all reviewers/favoriters etc. And so the story shall continue.....don't forget to review! :)

Now it was Fiyero's turn to wear the cap that shadowed his face and the servant's uniform. He would pose as a servant named Daniel. He and David would be working as servants in the palace while Jack and Nick disguised themselves as Gale Forcers. Fiyero carried his satchel to a small room in the back of the servants quarters, a bit isolated from the others because it was one of the last rooms left. A small bed was squished into the corner, an unstable desk was pushed against the wall with a crooked chair pulled up next to it. A dusty window provided light, and a short candle was perched on the desk.

They'd traveled to the Emerald City, and he found out the headquarters were beneath a pie shop that looked like a giant pie. He'd be protecting Elphaba, and helping the Organization. When Frex finally attacked, he'd find his forces that were supposed to be waiting for him in the Emerald City were close to few and Elphaba would be able to get away, hopefully. Fiyero wasn't allowed to tell Elphaba who he was, it was too risky, and it would be wise to keep his distance. But the thing was, Fiyero didn't want to keep his distance. Even if she wouldn't know it was him, he had to be near her. He didn't want to fade into the background of her life. He didn't want to miss anything that happened to her or for her. He wanted to be there for everything. He wanted to be with her.

He walked down a long hall past other rooms until he reached the kitchen, the center of the servant's quarters. The kitchen was huge, and people were always milling about in there. It was always chaotic and noisy and crowded. Fiyero picked an apple up from a basket and sat on one of the counters

"Alright, we need a few people to help carry breakfast up to the royals and their guests!" yelled a woman.

"I'll help!" Fiyero said, jumping up from the counter and tossing his half-eaten apple over his shoulder, not looking at where it'd gone. David sent him a warning glare, but Fiyero ignored him, jumping at the chance to see Elphaba.

"Here." the woman shoved a large covered dish into his arms. Fiyero smiled and began to follow a few other servants upstairs. How odd it was to be a servant. How ironic was it that he was now the servant to Elphaba? If the circumstances weren't so grim, Fiyero would've laughed out loud. He had close to no clue where he was going, so he followed the servants in front of him, and that worked out pretty well. They entered a dining room, but it was much different than the one in the Vinkun Castle. This dining room was homely, the table was round and not incredibly long, so that you had to yell to hear one another. The people at the table were actually kind of crowded, but they were laughing and enjoying each other's company. As Fiyero walked into the room, he was hit full force with the sight of Elphaba, laughing as she and Galinda made a joke about James, no doubt a family inside thing, because nobody but Fredrick, James, Galinda, Nessa and Elphaba got it. She was so beautiful, and her laugh rang through Fiyero's head. He wanted to just drop the food and embrace her, kiss her, let her know it was him. But he couldn't. He just continued to stare at her as he set the food on the table.

"Thank you." she said to him, not really looking at him.

"Um..." Fiyero couldn't speak all of a sudden, so he just nodded and began to walk back towards the door. Nobody paid him any attention.

"So Elphie, Fiyero should be coming today." said Galinda.

"I hope he comes." said Elphaba, sounding somewhat doubtful and hopeful at the same time. Fiyero suddenly remembered she would be expecting him. She'd only come with James because he'd urged her to, and promised to come back for her. He couldn't do that now. It would break her heart.

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Almost as soon as the information was released that the Wonderful Wizard of Oz had found his long lost daughter, people began to become huge fans of this daughter. She was beautiful, and she seemed to have already won her way into everybody's hearts. She was instantly Oz's sweetheart. Girls dreamt of being like and boys dreamt of her. Her unusual skin, didn't come off as freakish, but as endearing and unique. Paparazzi hid in bushes and people even tried to get into the palace to catch just a glimpse of her. Elphaba was surprised by the public approval, it was so unlike anything she was used to. She'd been looking out of her window the other day, and she saw a girl had painted herself green.

Today Fiyero was supposed to come. Elphaba had missed him so much, she couldn't wait. But she couldn't help but prepare herself for disappointment if he didn't come. She didn't expect her new title to change anything, she was still green. But Fiyero had promised her, he'd told her he loved her, he'd come.

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The end of the day came, and Fiyero never showed.

"Maybe something came up." said Galinda, sitting with Elphaba in her room after dinner.

"Maybe," said Elphaba, "Or maybe he just didn't want to come."

"Elphaba, you mustn't think that way!" Galinda said, "Fiyero loves you!"

"I don't know." said Elphaba.

"Elphie, there will be other boys." said Galinda, "Everybody loves you." Elphaba shook her head. Galinda just didn't understand. She and Fiyero were meant to be together. Fiyero was the only boy Elphaba could ever think about, would ever think about. He was the only one she'd ever love, could ever love. He was the one.

"I don't care," said Elphaba, "I want him." Galinda gave Elphaba a hug, not knowing anything to say. How could Fiyero do this to Elphaba? He loved her, Galinda knew he did.

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Elphaba wandered to the library, scolding herself for hoping and believing in Fiyero. She sat in one of the comfy armchairs, and curled up, a book perched in her lap, a candle served as her light. How could she have been so stupid. And to think, that someone like him could actually choose someone like her. He'd probably found a better girl by now, someone more beautiful, more fun, more normal. She'd loved Fiyero so much....but loving someone doesn't make them love you. Elphaba sighed, perhaps Galinda was right, she'd get over him, she'd find someone else. She'd—

Elphaba felt a sharp burning sensation on her cheek. She raised a hand to her face to find a burning tear. She stared at the tear for a moment on her fingertips as it burned lightly. No, she could not just forget Fiyero, he was not just a fling, she'd never find someone else, because Fiyero was....the one.

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Fiyero watched her from behind a bookcase. He wondered what she was thinking. He knew she must be devastated that he never showed up. He felt horrible. He cursed Frex for ruining everything. Why could nothing ever go according to plan? Why could nothing ever be won without a fight? The sadness in her brown eyes broke him, and that tear, that burning tear, just the one, it killed him. He'd never wanted anything more than what he wanted in that single moment. He wanted to hold her in his arms and tell her he loved her, that he was there, he would never leave her again. She stood up then and left the library after brushing the tear away. Fiyero knew she'd need a friend, someone to talk to, to be there for her. Galinda was great, but she was not always the best person to lean on. Fiyero would be there for Elphaba, or rather, Daniel would be.