Okay, so here we go again. This probably isn't my best chapter, but it does get the call rolling a bit more. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks again to everyone who read and left me a review, you're the bomb.

The sky was dark tonight, a fact for which Fiyero was grateful. The moon was not very full, and what bit of it was visible was obscured by dark clouds. Fiyero used this cover to his advantage as he made his way around the back of the palace, keeping close to the walls to further hide himself. He knew his way around almost by heart, and relied on this knowledge as he strained his eyes in the darkness.

The dungeons had several entrances, one of which led to the outside. It was this entrance Fiyero was making his way towards now. As he went, he tried to formulate a course of action for dealing with the guards that would be watching the post.

As Fiyero drew nearer, however, he did not find two guards standing at attention, as he'd expected to. Instead, the two men lay slumped on the ground, quite obviously unconscious. It was all Fiyero needed to confirm his suspicions.

Hastening his pace slightly, he moved toward the entrance as quickly as he could without disturbing the unconscious guards. The door that led to the dungeons was large an old, made up of warped wood and iron. Fiyero flinched involuntarily as he tugged on the handle, expecting the old door to moan horribly as he pulled it open, but mercifully it was not as loud as he'd expected.

It was even blacker inside. Dark as the night was, the glow from the doorway still cast its light over the dungeon staircase. With one last backwards glance to make sure he had not been seen, Fiyero pulled the door closed behind him as silently as he could and stood still in the darkness for a few moments, hoping his eyes would adjust. When they didn't, Fiyero placed his hand against the wall and began to feel his way down the spiraling staircase.

As he neared the cellblock, Fiyero thought he heard voices, and paused momentarily to listen. Indeed there were a pair of voices speaking in low, urgent whispers. Fiyero strained his ears as best he could, but he could make out neither the voices' owners nor the topic of their conversation. Slowly, he continued to make his way closer. Some light began to reach his eyes now, coming in from the few small windows along the walls by the cells.

There were no prisoners being held at the moment, not in this part of the castle at any rate. This was where the human prisoners were kept, and for the time being most of those wanted for capture were Animals, and they were kept in much smaller cells known as "cages."

Finally Fiyero reached the bottom of the stairs. The voices were coming from around the corner. Though they were still a bit too far away to make out properly, Fiyero registered that they were both female. Their words were becoming slightly louder now. It sounded to Fiyero as though they were having some sort of an argument.

Taking a deep breath to steel himself, Fiyero gathered his courage and poked his head around the corner as far as he dared, hoping that whoever was down here wouldn't notice him.

The first thing Fiyero noted was that four other guards lay slumped around the

room in various awkward positions. He supposed it explained why he'd been able to make his way inside so quickly. Next his eyes travelled to the two whispering figures standing across the room from him.

The one on the left he recognized immediately. Elphaba's green skin shone noticeably, even in the dim light. Fiyero squinted as he tried to make out the other. She was shorter, dressed in a slim but elegant nightgown. Glinda! Fiyero registered with surprise. With all that had been going on for the past couple of days, Fiyero had spared hardly a thought to his ex-fiancée.

Moments later, their conversation seemed to reach its peak, and the two women went for each other's throats. Startled, by the sudden display of hostility between the two, Fiyero darted from his hiding place.

The two women nearly jumped out of their skins as they registered his sudden presence. In her surprise, Elphaba threw her hands up instinctively, and Fiyero suddenly found himself slammed with an invisible force that sent him skidding across the dungeon on his back.

Fiyero moaned, a bit shocked from the sudden impact. He supposed he should have known better than to rush out like. Seeing that their unexpected guest was incapacitated, the two women crept towards him to get a closer look. As they neared Fiyero, their eyes widened with recognition.

"Fiyero?" they said, nearly in unison. Whatever they had been about to kill each other over moments before appeared forgotten.

However, before anything more could be said, there came a loud knock from the door across the room. The noise they'd made must have attracted attention. Fiyero could see that the door had been barred from the inside, but it strained a bit as something slammed against it.

"Is someone down there?" came a male voice.

All three of them froze, Fiyero still lying flat on his back. Elphaba and Glinda helped him to his feet just as another, harder push forced the door open and half a dozen Gale Force guards came streaming into the dungeon.

"Seize them!" one of the men shouted.

Time seemed to slow down for a few moments as the guards rushed towards them. Fiyero squeezed his eyes shut, bracing for the impact of having his arms seized. However, after a few moments it still had not come. He tentatively reopened his eyes.

Fiyero let out an audible gasp as he realized they were no longer standing in the palace dungeons, but rather a good ways away on the outskirts of the city. Plumes of red smoke were still disappearing into the air, the vanishing remnants of the teleportation spell that had brought them here.

Fiyero twisted around, looking for Elphaba, but was surprised to see Glinda standing close by as well. For a few moments no one spoke.

Glinda was the first to shatter the silence. Turning to glare at Elphaba, she half-shouted, half-whispered, "Oh this is just wonderful! Why in Oz name have you dragged me along with you?"

Elphaba still appeared fairly shocked herself, but she seemed to snap out of it when she heard Glinda speak and replied, "Oh give it a rest princess, it's not as though I planned this. I panicked, it was an automatic response."

"Well I for one am not getting dragged into this fine mess you've created," said Glinda, gathering up the bottom of her nightgown so that it would not trail on the ground.

Elphaba grew livid. "The mess I created?" she spat.

Glinda seemed to deflate a bit at this. She let the bottom of her gown drop back to the floor. Sighing, she responded, "I never meant for it to go this far. Not really."

Fiyero, at this point, was completely lost, and the two women didn't seem to be forthcoming with any sort of explanation. Shifting his feet, he cleared his throat loudly enough to interrupt their conversation.

Elphaba and Glinda both turned to face Fiyero, though neither seemed to know what to make of him. There was another short pause. This time Elphaba spoke first.

"I'm glad you're alright," she said, though her voice was rather cold. He supposed that just because she'd attempted his rescue it didn't mean she wasn't still angry with him.

Glinda was even less happy to see him. "Well I for one don't care whether you're okay or not. You can drop dead where you stand for all I care," she said. Fiyero could see that her eyes were shining. "I don't want anything more to do with this. I'm going back to the palace."

"Oh that's a wonderful idea," Elphaba said, "I'm sure Madame Morrible and the Wizard won't suspect that you had anything to do with this little escape we just pulled off."

Glinda froze, comprehension dawning on her face.

"You're in this as deep as the rest of us now Glinda," Elphaba said, picking up her broomstick.

"No, that can't be true. I'll just go back, I'll explain that you kidnapped me against my will. They'll have to believe me, I'm Glinda the Good!" she said.

Elphaba glared and replied, "Why don't you grow a spine for once? Are you really going to go sniveling back to the Wizard and Morrible after all they've done?"

Glinda, for her part, at least had the grace to look ashamed. All of a sudden, she collapsed into a sitting position and dropped her head into her hands. "But I'm not cut out for this! I'm not like you, I can't be on the run! And on top of that, you two traitors are the last people I want anything to do with right now!"

Elphaba rolled her eyes at Glinda's little tantrum. "Well you're free to go off on your own then, but unless you think you'll last five minutes by yourself, I'd say you're stuck with us for now." Elphaba said.

Glinda composed herself a bit and rose to her feet. Dusting off her nightgown, she replied, "But where do you even plan to go? You're at the top of the wanted list Elphaba. Every guard in the Emerald City is probably already out looking for you!"

Fiyero had a sudden thought. Turning to face the two women he said, "My family has a castle at Kiamo Ko. There shouldn't be anyone there but the guards right now and I don't think anyone in the Emerald City would know about it. We should be able to safely hide out there for as long as we need.

Elphaba thought this over for a moment and responded, "You're sure it will be deserted then?"

Fiyero nodded and replied, "Yes I'm absolutely certain."

"Let's go then. I don't say this often, but Glinda's right. The guards are most likely already after us. We need to move quickly if we're going to stay ahead," Elphaba said.

Glinda looked back and forth between the two of them, seemingly at a loss. After a few moments she seemed to resign herself to her current fate, and all three of them took off towards the forest.

And yep. So I thought this would be more fun if I dragged Glinda into it. Especially because writing this strictly from Fiyero's point of view means we won't get to see her otherwise. Hope you enjoyed, see you next time.
S.P.