(A/N: Tis not the last chapter, but this story is almost over. I got so many reviews for the last chapter, it was so sweet, even if most of the reviews were based around teh question: WHAT THE FRICK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU CAN'T KILL ELPHABA! and if that wasn't it, it was: I WILL KILL MORRIBLE MYSELF! Regardless, they were all lovely in some way or another. Oh, and did anyone here that Annaliese Van Der Pol (Chelsea from the terrible show, "That's So Raven")will be playing Galinda in the movie version of WICKED? It was on IMDB and I totally freaked otu because she CANNOT play Galidna! No! NEVER! If she does, I probably will not see the movie...ok, I probably will, but still, I won't like it! UGH! It just made me so mad, the site better have a made a glitch! UGHUDFS%^&S*DIOFUKJLSDVH! Alright, enough of my ranting, onto the chapter:)

He didn't know how long her lay with her. He couldn't even really cry yet, all her could do was stare into space. His arms were wrapped around her small lifeless body. She was getting colder by the second and her skin seemed to pale with the moonlight that washed over the clearing. Frex still lay dead a few yards away. He had eventually stopped bleeding. Fiyero didn't bother to remove the sword from his chest. The moonlight struck the sword and it's beams split across the clearing, dancing across his and Elphaba's bodies. Fiyero still couldn't believe what had happened. He couldn't believe she was dead. Didn't she know how much he needed her? Who did she think she was, leaving him like that? Who was she to decide which one of them lived or died?! For a split second, Fiyero became angry with Elphaba and he drew away from her still body. But before he could hardly register his anger, he felt the tears on his face. He couldn't be angry with her. He could never be angry with her. He loved her too much. He crawled back to where she lay and lay down beside her again, wrapping his arms around her still frame again. The battle had ended only a few moments ago. Fiyero didn't know who'd won, but at this point, he was beyond carrying. Both leaders were dead now anyway, Oz would just enter another war without a leader. Fiyero closed his eyes as the slick tears slid out of the corners of his eyes.

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James had been brought back to his tent once his body was found. A million doctors had already checked him for any wounds, but there were none. Nobody could understand why he had died or how. It turned up that the Princess and Prince Fiyero had gone missing. Morrible had escaped from her cage, the Grimmerie was gone with her. Galinda had been found in Elphaba's tent, knocked out, but she was fine. Nessa and Fredrick were both fine. A search party had been sent out for Fiyero and Elphaba and Morrible. They'd won the war yes, but their leader was dead. What were they supposed to do now?

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Morrible rumpled through the forest, looking for the clearing she knew the Fiyero and Frex had gone to. She knew it was somewhere deeper in the woods, but not terribly far. She heard voices calling Fiyero and Elphaba's names. She ducked behind trees as she waited for the search party to move along. Luckily they went in the opposite direction and Morrible crept back out. She had to make sure the girl was dead and Frex too. She finally saw the clearing, the moonlight seemed to have beams only for it. The first thing she saw was Frex's still body, a sword jutting out of his chest. The next thing she saw was Elphaba, her eyes were lifeless and she was obviously dead. Then she saw Fiyero, he lay next to her, though she couldn't tell if he was dead or not from where she stood. She crept closer and accidentally stepped on a twig, the stick cracking loudly in the silent night. Fiyero sat up straight as he heard the noise. He immediately saw Morrible and his veins began to fill with hate. He leapt up and stood in front of Elphaba's body protectively. Morrible's eyes widened as she realized he was alive. She saw the tear tracks on his face and soon devised a plan to save herself.

"Oh, if it isn't the Prince." said Morrible cheekily. Fiyero just glared at her.

"You killed her." he growled.

"Me?" asked Morrible, "It was you." Fiyero's face reflected his shock perfectly and Morrible knew she'd hit a chord. She muttered the spell under her breath and entered his mind.

She's dead because of you, you're the reason she's gone.

Fiyero heard the voice in his head hiss those accusing words at him. He shook his head no. No! I didn't kill her! It was Morrible! It was all Morrible's fault!

She killed Frex for you Fiyero so that you wouldn't die. She saved you and in exchange for her own life, and you let her. How could you do such a thing? Why didn't you stop her? You could have saved her life…she would be alive right now if not for your selfishness.

No, that's not true! She---there was nothing I could do! Everything was moving too fast—I—

Excuses, excuses! Stop trying to free yourself of the guilt that you killed her. I thought you loved her—

I do!

Then why did you kill her?

I didn't!

You did! You're a murderer, you killed her, you killed Frex, you killed James--

I didn't!

Murderer!

Fiyero felt a sharp pain in his head and he fell to his knees. Morrible was circling him now, a dagger hidden behind her back. He wasn't paying her any attention, he couldn't, all he could pay attention to was the voice in his head. He hadn't killed Elphaba, he hadn't. Wait—had he? –no! Fiyero put his head in his hands and ground his teeth together, trying to fight off the maddening voices. He knew in his gut that these voices were not true, they were all lies and not his conscious, he knew he needed to break free. He'd watched Elphaba suffer through this. He concentrated hard on seeing and not hearing. Finally through the darkness her saw the hem of Morrible's dress and with a jolt her realized she was right next to him. He knew that now she wouldn't hesitate to drive him mad before killing him. Morrible didn't notice he'd broken free of the spell as she kept circling him. Fiyero saw out of the corner of his eye the glint of the dagger behind her back.

Before Morrible or Fiyero for that matter knew what had happened, Morrible's face had gone pale and she gasped as she felt something stab her through the heart. She looked down slowly at the sword in her chest and followed it to the end where Fiyero's hand held the holt tightly. They both glanced at Frex and saw that the sword had been taken out of his chest. Morrible looked for the most part, shocked. She'd never counted on dying, how had the mindless prince broken her spell?!Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she fell in a heap at Fiyero's feet. Fiyero pulled the sword out of her body blood splattered everywhere. He flung the sword down and crumpled to the ground with it. He'd just killed someone. He'd just broken his promise to Elphaba. But she'd broken her promise to him…but that still didn't make things right! Fiyero glanced over at Morrible body. He raked his hands down his face. Suddenly, he heard a soft sound, almost a moan. He turned around and saw Elphaba slowly move her arm and put her hand to her head, as though soothing a head ache. Fiyero's jaw dropped. For a moment he couldn't move. Then the moment snapped and he was faster than lightning as he flew to her side. She saw him hovering above her and she wondered if he was dead too.

"Fiyero?" she whispered, reaching out to touch his face, seeing if he was really there.

"Elphaba." Fiyero breathed, was she alive? Was she truly alive? Or was he just imagining this in his desperation, his need for her? He stuttered, "I—I can't believe you're alive--"

"I am?" asked Elphaba, "but-but how?" Fiyero nodded to Morrible who was dead next to Frex. Elphaba's eyes widened as she took in the scene of Frex and Morrible both dead with blood draining out of their bodies. Every curse that Morrible had every made had died with her. Elphaba looked back at Fiyero who looked like he was worried about something, like he thought Elphaba was mad at him or something. He'd killed Morrible, there was no doubt when she saw the guilt written all over his face. He was ashamed of breaking his promise. She brought a hand to his face to comfort him.

"Now we know how much your promises mean." she scolded, but her smile ruined it all. Fiyero laughed and cried as tears of relief trickled down his face.

"About as much as your promises mean." he said. They both laughed and he quickly pulled her to him and kissed her. She laughed and kissed him back.

"You're getting tears all over my face." she pretended to be annoyed.

"Too bad." Fiyero said against her lips and she laughed again, brushing them away for him as she kissed him, "Oz Elphaba, I thought you were dead and—no wait, you were dead and I couldn't think or move or do anything because you were gone and then Morrible came and told me I'm the reason you're dead—and I'm…I'm really sorry--"

"Don't apologize." said Elphaba, pulling back, "Because I'm not going to apologize for breaking my promise, because I don't regret it at all."

"Of course you don't." Fiyero sighed, "And I definitely don't regret breaking my promise." Elphaba smiled softly at him.

"Of course you don't." she said. They were finally out of danger and Elphaba could finally indulge in the full excitement of having her sight back. She looked at Fiyero, never had he been more handsome. She looked into his eyes. They were so blue and showed so many emotions, "You're eyes are so blue." she whispered, a single tear forming in the corner of her eye. She gave him a watery smile.

"I know." said Fiyero smirked and she laughed, "Blue goes good with green."

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It was like he was just waking up. Everyone in the tent gasped loudly as he groaned and put a hand to his head to soothe the terrible headache. He sat up wearily and looked from one tear-streaked solemn face to the next and saw the looks of shock on all of their faces.

"What?" he asked, "What happened?"

"You—you were dead…" said Nessa quietly, letting a hand rest gently on James', Fredrick still looked like he'd seen a dead man wake up. His eyes were bigger than the moon. Galinda looked like she'd just swallowed a piece of gum.

"Was I?" asked James thoughtfully, "Are you dead as well? That would be very tragic dear. No wait—you said were…which means past tense, so that I means that I was dead, but am not anymore…well…that's just wonderful!" he exclaimed standing up, then he sat back down as his headache swirled around in his head, "Ow."

"Are you alright sir?" asked an advisor cautiously, wondering if the Wizard had gone mad.

"Never better Jerry!" James exclaimed, standing up again before sitting back down abruptly, "Ow."

"My name isn't Jerry…"

"Mike?"

"No."

"Joe?"

"No."

"Can I call you Rick?"

"Um…"

"Great! And you can call me…James." James smiled at him and stood up again, then he sat back down, "Ow." he muttered, putting a hand to his head again, "I believe I have a headache. So…the war, who won?"

"Oh, we did sir!" the advisory, newly named Rick, said. Everyone in the tent burst into celebration.

"That's wonderful!" James said, "Where's my daughter?" Everyone quieted down.

"She's…she, Fiyero, Morrible and Frex are all missing." said "Rick".

"What?" asked James.

"They--"

"I heard you the first time." said James, slumping down in a seat.

"We've got search parties out looking for them…." "Rick" said quietly. An uncomfortable, tense silence settled upon the tent. They heard footsteps and everyone become ultra alert. They say the tent flap open and Fiyero and Elphaba walk in.

"Elphie!" Galinda screamed and everyone winced at the volume. Galinda bolted for Elphaba and wrapped her arms around her in a hug that would probably have killed Elphaba all over again had Fiyero not gently pried Galinda off her.

"Careful Glin, Elphie just came back from the dead, you don't want to send her back do you?" asked Fiyero lightly.

"Dead? WHAT?!" Galinda yelled, "Elphie was DEAD and you didn't tell ME?!"

"Well I was a little busy grieving." Fiyero snapped.

"But I'M her best friend, if anyone gets to know when she dies, it should be ME!" Galinda whined.

"Hey now, I'm her sister." said Nessa, "I should have known. Elphaba, how could you tell Fiyero before your own sister that you were dead? What, is he more important than me?"

"Of course he is!" Galinda snapped at her and Nessa huffed. Elphaba looked at them in shock.

"Really, I die and you guys are fighting over who found out first?! If I were dead, I wouldn't be able to TELL you anything!" she said incredulously. James stood up and Elphaba gave him an exasperated look that read: you too?!

"Hey now, I'm her father!" James said loudly. Everyone was quiet as they expected some sort of exclamatory statement, but he just smiled at Elphaba, "And I'm just glad she's alive." Elphaba smiled and James gave her a big hug. Galinda and Nessa silently resolved their fight and Fiyero rolled his eyes at them and this just started them all up again.

"Oh so you think YOU'RE special or something because Elphie told you first?!" they both shrieked. Everyone rolled their eyes in synchronization and Galinda and Nessa just huffed and stuck their tongues out at as many people as they could.