(A/N: OKAY! I have changed my mind, i suppose people are still interested in this story! And to those of you who thought that I had lost interest in my story, that was not what I meant, I meant that you guys had lost interest. I guess I was just kinda depressed that day so I wrote a depressing author's note...? Oz, I feel like such a jerk for making you guys think that you HAD to review for me to continue this story. I give you full permission to call me a number of ozian swear words if you want to...though of course it would be preferable if you didn't....I truly am sorry thanks for all your responses! Anyhu, since the last chapter was uber (everyone should love that word) sad so this chapter is uber (!) fluffy Fiyeraba. :) so review if you WANT to...hehe...:)

She gave Frex a wicked smile and then turned to Elphaba. Her eyes wandered over the gashes on her back. She looked at the shivering girl with disgust. She was dying, right before her eyes. No wonder Frex was hesitant to break her other arm.

"I know just the spell." said Madame Morrible.

"What does it do?" asked Frex cautiously; wondering if this had been the best idea.

"You'll see." said Morrible, "I want it to be a surprise." she cackled. Elphaba looked up at her with deep brown eyes. The girl seemed afraid, good. Morrible brought a spell book out from under her long sleeves. She circled Elphaba as she began to read a spell from the book. She chanted menacingly. Elphaba followed her with her eyes as Morrible circled her. She was scared, she'd admit that. Morrible finally stopped chanted and gave Elphaba a pointed look. Elphaba stared at her, waiting for something to happen. Sudden, her eyes started to lose focus. Morrible became only a blur to her. She wiped at her eyes and blinked, but it wasn't helping. Morrible grinned as she realized the spell was working. She laughed maniacally as Elphaba rubbed at her eyes. Suddenly the blur was gone...and nothing was there. Elphaba couldn't see anything at all. She opened her eyes, but they were already open she realized with a jolt. She screamed as she rubbed at her eyes and opened them repeatedly. She began to panic as blackness appeared over and over and over again, every time she opened and closed her eyes. She screamed again as she realized what had happened.

"What did you do?!" Frex yelled, "You said it wouldn't cause her any pain!"

"I just did a simple spell." Morrible smirked, "And besides, don't you like hearing her scream? I always thought it was a nice sound. And she's not in any pain, whatsoever."

"Like hell she isn't!" Frex thundered. He went over to where Elphaba sat and kneeled in front of her, "What's wrong Fabala?" he asked, using her old childhood name by accident, "What did she do to you?" She turned, but she still wasn't exactly facing him.

"Hey, I'm over here." Frex said.

"She can't see you." Morrible cackled.

"What?" Frex gasped. He looked closer at Elphaba's eyes; once a deep engulfing brown, now hazed over and a sickly glassy white.

"She's blind."Morrible cackled.

Elphaba woke with a start. Her breathing came in sharp gasps. For a moment, she thought she was back in that barred tower. Her hands ran over the soft material of the blankets she was sleeping on. She didn't know where she was at all. Her hands slid over the blanket until the blanket ended and she felt soft grass. So she was outside, or in a tent she guessed.

"Elphaba?" Fiyero's voice came to her from her side. She turned that way, her hand groping in the darkness for him. Fiyero felt even more tears spring to his eyes, but he didn't cry this time. He quickly grabbed her hand and brought it to his face, "I'm right here Elphaba." he whispered. Her fingers traced over his face gently; sliding down his nose, going over his eyelids and then resting at his lips. He kissed her fingertips tenderly. He moved her hand slowly away from his mouth. He held her hand gently and he moved closer to her in the darkness. He cupped her cheek with his other hand. Soon, his nose was touching hers, his lips not even an inch away. Their breath mingled as they both seemed to be waiting. He finally pulled her the required fraction closer and kissed her gently, slowly, but passionately. The kiss was slow and beautiful, sending a soaring bliss entangling their hearts together. He deepened it just as slowly and she followed his lead hesitantly, letting him guide her and lead her. She pulled away slowly and they sat together, their lips touching slightly as they caught their breath.

"Do it again." she whispered. He felt her lips move against his and he quickly obliged, his arms encircled her protectively.

"Elphaba, I love you." he breathed, "I love you so much. You must know that by now. I never really left you see, it was me all along, Daniel." he explained between kisses.

"How the tables turned." she muttered, before his lips caught her own again, "Mm, I love you."

"I still feel--" he was interrupted as she kissed him, "—terrible about what happened to you." she pulled back and traced his face again with her fingertips.

"It's not so bad." Elphaba lied, "Being blind that is."

"How is your back?" asked Fiyero, not knowing what else to say. He brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"It's not so bad either." Elphaba whispered, "You know, after it got all bandaged up and stuff."

"Who did this to you?" asked Fiyero, "Was it Frex?"

"No." Elphaba said, shaking her head, "It was some old witch by the name of Morrible, Madame Morrible, whatever. It was her."

"You mean, she put a spell on you?" asked Fiyero.

"I suppose." said Elphaba, "Yes."

"Is there any way to undo it or reverse it?" asked Fiyero.

"I don't know." said Elphaba, "I have a bad feeling about her though, Morrible. She's working for Frex, yes, but somehow, I get the feeling she's even worse than him. She seems like she's got her own agenda and she's just playing by Frex's rules as a foundation for her plan."

"Should we tell James?" asked Fiyero.

"Probably." Elphaba said, "Just to voice our suspicions." Fiyero nodded, before remembering that Elphaba couldn't see him.

"Yes." he said, "Galinda came by earlier today."

"How long have I been asleep?" asked Elphaba.

"Well, a good 24 hours I'd say. He brought you back here around 11:30 and you had to be rushed to medications. We couldn't take you to any hospitals of course, because they're all on Frex's side. Then after you got all bandaged up, I brought you here, to my tent, and you pretty much slept till now."

"What did you do today?" asked Elphaba.

"I sat in here with you." said Fiyero, as though it should have been obvious. She laughed.

"That must have been really boring." she said.

"You're never boring, even when you close your eyes, lay down and ignore me." said Fiyero.

"It's called sleeping." Elphaba laughed.

"Well you don't have to ignore me while you sleep." Fiyero pretended to be offended. They both laughed.

"So, what happened to Linus?" asked Elphaba, they both quickly become solemn.

"He was buried quickly once he got here. He was buried by all the other soldiers we've lost in this war." said Fiyero, "He's a special note on his headstone to honor him." Elphaba nodded.

"Frex came in and saw me passing over information." said Elphaba, "And he-he shot Linus." Fiyero nodded gravely, then remembered again Elphaba couldn't see him.

"I see." he said instead.

"Frex is trying to get the Great Kells to get them to fight for him. You need to tell James to get to them first." said Elphaba, "They'll fight for whoever asks them first."

"Ok." said Fiyero, "I'll go do that, right after I--"

"After you what?" asked Elphaba.

"Do this." he kissed her again, and they both laughed as they fell back on the blankets.