AN: New chappie! (As if you hadn't figured that much out yourself yet.)

I really don't have anything to say today, except 'thanks for the reviews' and 'this chapter is going to end with kind of a cliffy'. Not nearly as bad as some of my cliffies have been, though :P.

Disclaimer: Yep, I own Wicked. And Glee, too. Been babysitting like hell for the past few weeks and I finally got enough money to buy them. Now the Wicked cast gives me a private performance every evening and the Glee cast sings Glee songs for me anytime I want. *ahem* So, no. I don't own either of them.

'Who could that be?' Elphaba murmured as the doorbell rang for the second time. She started to get out of bed, but Rachel grabbed her wrist. 'Don't! What if it's a serial killer?'

'Serial killers don't ring the doorbell,' the green girl replied sleepily as she made her way downstairs, with Rachel right behind her. When she opened the door and took in the sight before her, she sighed deeply. 'Sweet Oz.'

Rachel looked over the green girl's shoulder and saw a taxi driver, holding up a very tipsy April and a probably even more drunk Glinda. The poor man did not look happy.

'Oh dear,' Rachel muttered, darting back into the house to fetch some money for the taxi driver. Elphaba thanked the man as she took over the two blondes, who both leaned on her heavily, giggling like idiots. Rachel paid the driver and they all went inside.

Elphaba dumped Glinda on the couch and April fell down next to the blonde, but lost her balance and rolled to the floor, laughing all the while. 'My legs feel all wobbly!' Glinda giggled. She squinted at Elphaba. 'Elphie! I have to tell you a secret!'

Elphaba narrowed her eyes at her drunk blonde friend. 'No, you and Fiyero are most certainly not going to be married.'

Glinda burst out in helpless giggles. 'Fiyero? Noooo! Never!' She bent over to Elphaba conspiringly and whispered, so loudly that everyone could hear it, 'I want to marry Noah Puckerman!'

Rachel and Elphaba both choked. 'What?'

'Elphieeeeeee.' Glinda beckoned her friend to come closer again and whispered in the green girl's ear, 'He's so hot.'

Rachel giggled. 'Well, there's no denying that.'

Elphaba threw her hands in the air in exasperation. 'She's gone crazy. Blondes and alcohol do not mix well, that's for sure.' She looked at April, who, sometime during their discussion, had fallen asleep on the floor and was now snoring slightly. 'Let's get them both to bed.'

Mr. Schue sighed deeply as he saw April and Glinda walk into the auditorium the next day, both wearing giant dark sunglasses. 'Headache?'

April groaned and Glinda muttered defensively, 'I've never had alcohol before.'

'Then why did you have alcohol now?' Elphaba, who was coming in behind the two blondes, demanded. Glinda shot the green girl a death glare, which no one could see because of the sunglasses. 'Because I wanted to have fun.'

'Oh, April!' Shelby sighed. 'How are you going to coach these children with a hangover?'

'Hangover or not, I can coach those kids,' April grunted. 'But could you please keep it down a bit? My head hurts.'

Shelby merely snorted in reply and Mr. Schue shook his head in exasperation. Finn and Fiyero, on the other hand, seemed to find the whole ordeal very funny. 'Well, let's just start rehearsing, Mr. Schue,' Finn said to his teacher. 'There's nothing we can do about it now.'

That much was true, and so they indeed just started the rehearsal.

Elphaba had anticipated that the second act would be the hardest to watch; she wasn't particularly looking forward to reliving Glinda's and Fiyero's engagement, the Witch hunters, Fiyero being dragged off to be tortured, leaving Glinda behind in the end… She swallowed at the scene in which Nessa nearly killed Boq and she was forced to change him into a tin man, and she felt disgusted when she watched how the Wizard almost won her over with his promises of how he would make her 'wonderful'. She saw Fiyero discoverating her in the Throne Room. She couldn't believe at the time what he was saying: 'I'm going with her.'

'What?' Kurt/Glinda said with just the right amount of disbelief, and Elphaba flinched at the memory. The hurt in Glinda's eyes… She looked at her blonde friend, who had taken off her sunglasses and flashed the green girl a reassuring smile. Elphaba smiled back and looked back at the stage, where Rachel/Elphaba repeated, 'What?'

The 'As Long As You're Mine'-scene passed, with both Finn and Rachel doing really well, but when Rachel/Elphaba fled to find Nessa, the real Elphaba actually had to fight back tears at the memories of her little sister – that, plus the knowledge of what would come next. She watched herself fight with Glinda before the guards – Puck and Mike among them - came and pulled them apart, ready to arrest Elphaba. Finn then came swinging on stage on a rope, pointing his rifle at the guards. 'Let the green girl go!'

Fiyero went to sit with his lover and wrapped his arm around her, kissing the top of her head. She buried her face in his chest as the guards dragged Finn/Fiyero away and Kurt/Glinda screamed after him. 'Fiyero!'

Kurt's scream faded into Rachel's, who then started performing 'No Good Deed'. Fiyero watched in awe – he hadn't really been present to witness this scene in real life and he found it fascinating. 'Did it really happen like that?'

She nodded, face still buried in his shoulder. 'It was awful.'

'It won't be like that ever again,' he promised her, tilting her head to look her in the eyes. 'I mean it, Elphaba. This is the past, this is what happened, but this isn't our future.'

'How do you know?' she asked him miserably, and he planted a kiss on her nose. 'I just do.'

The Witch hunters marched up and this time it was Fiyero who was feeling uneasy. Watching murderous people gather together to kill the love of your life wasn't really his idea of a good time, but he pushed his feelings aside.

'We've seen his face for the last time,' Rachel/Elphaba declared at that moment, and Fiyero bent over to murmur in Elphaba's ear, 'Clever.'

'The truth,' she replied with a faint smile. 'In a certain way. Well, in hindsight it wasn't the truth, but how was I supposed to know that spell would wear off on its own?'

He laughed and Glinda, from her spot a few rows in front of Fiyero and Elphaba, glared at the green girl. 'That was mean, Elphie.'

'You couldn't know,' Fiyero protested. 'We were afraid that if we'd tell you…'

She waved one hand at him. 'I know, I know. You were afraid others would find out. But seriously – I was your former fiancée and her best friend. Couldn't you have let me know something?'

Elphaba quirked an eyebrow at her friend. 'We did. Eventually.'

'No, you didn't,' Glinda quipped. 'It was purely coincidental that I came over to convey my condolences to Fiyero's parents and I suddenly ran into the two of you!'

'So that's how you found out,' Kurt, who had overheard part of their conversation, said. He sat down next to them as Mr. Schue announced that they would take a short break. 'How exactly did that happen?'

'I went over to the King and Queen's castle in the Vinkus,' Glinda explained, 'and I was instructed to wait while a servant went to fetch them. The I heard talking from the library, and I went to take a look…'

'Ever the nosey one,' Fiyero muttered, earning him a punch in the arm from Glinda. 'And there they were.'

'How did you react?' Mercedes asked curiously. Glinda made a face and Fiyero and Elphaba both chuckled softly, which made Kurt grin, too. 'I take it she either screamed or fainted.'

'Both, actually,' Elphaba deadpanned, causing the Glee kids to burst into laughter. Glinda looked offended. 'I thought you were dead!'

'Fine, fine, we won't laugh at you anymore,' Fiyero promised, a grin still tugging at the corners of his mouth. Glinda whacked his arm. 'I at least express my feelings!'

Elphaba sighed. 'Guys. Let it go.'

They both ignored her. Fiyero glared at Glinda. 'What's that supposed to mean?'

'Oh, please! It took you three years to tell Elphie how you felt! Not to mention that you failed to tell me as well, and I was your fiancée, for Oz's sake!'

'Guys.'

'Perhaps I would have told you – if you had let me!'

'Now what's that supposed to mean?!'

'You practically forced yourself on me!'

'I did not!'

Elphaba moaned and buried her face in her hands. 'Would you shut up?'

'You did too! Throwing an engagement party without even letting me know?'

'I thought that was what you wanted!'

'No, you knew it was not what I wanted and that's why you did it!'

'Are you saying I announced our engagement just to annoy you?'

'It wouldn't surprise me!'

'Guys!' Shelby shouted over the noise they were making. 'Please!'

They finally fell silent and Elphaba lifted her head to look at Shelby. 'Thank you.'

The brunette smiled. 'You're welcome. Now, can we please get back to rehearsing the rest of the musical?'

'Please,' Mr. Schue sighed. 'You kids are just as bad – if not worse – as the Glee club.'

'Hey!' both said kids and said Glee club protested, while Elphaba merely smirked. 'Finally, someone who sees it my way.'

Before more protests could break loose, Mr. Schue clapped his hands. 'Kurt and Rachel, on stage! Finn and the Witch hunters backstage – and hurry up! And could someone start the music?'

Elphaba, Glinda and Fiyero sat down again and watched the conversation between Rachel/Elphaba and Kurt/Glinda, in which they sang 'For Good' beautifully. They did the melting scene next and Fiyero unconsciously pulled Elphaba a bit closer to him, to which she smiled at him reassuringly. 'The past, remember? And it wasn't real, anyway.'

'But still,' he returned. 'It's not fun to watch.'

'No it's not,' she agreed, shifting closer to him. Rachel's scream faded away and the boy who played Chistery handed Kurt Elphaba's remains – the hat and the small green glass bottle. 'Miss… Miss… Glinda.'

Kurt took the objects and clutched them to his chest. 'Oh, Elphie…'

A sob came from the audience. Elphaba looked around and saw Glinda hiding her face in Puck's shirt, shoulders shaking, crying loudly and just a bit dramatically. Elphaba sighed and patted her friend on the shoulder. 'Don't cry, Glin. Please.'

'B-but it was so a-awful!' she wailed, tugging on Puck's shirt. Elphaba had no doubt that the memory was painful to Glinda and at least part of this act was real, but she suspected the blonde was exaggerating the whole ordeal just a little to get Puck to pay attention to her. It worked, too, for he put an arm around her and patted her back a bit awkwardly. 'It's okay. It's okay.'

When the musical moved along to Glinda entering the Throne Room to talk to Morrible and the Wizard, the real Glinda's eyes suddenly widened and she abruptly sat up straight. 'Um… Elphie?'

'Yes?' the green girl said, watching the Glee kids on stage. Glinda took her friend's hand and tugged it. 'Let's go to the bathroom.'

'Just a clock-tick, Glinda. It's almost over.'

'No, I have to go to the bathroom now,' Glinda insisted, eyes flashing towards the stage.

'This was her Elphaba's,' Kurt said, holding out the green bottle to the Wizard. 'Her mother gave it to her.'

Glinda nearly yanked Elphaba out of her seat. 'Come with me!'

'Glin! What is your problem?!' the green girl exclaimed, pulling back her hand and looking at the blonde as if though she were crazy. Glinda opened and closed her mouth a few times, but couldn't think of anything to say. Kurt's clear, ringing voice drew Elphaba's attention back to the stage. 'I've only seen one other bottle like this in my life. You offered me a drink from it.'

Glinda winced, knowing that the damage was done, and Elphaba's eyes darted from her blonde friend to the stage and back to her friend. 'What…'

'Please come with me,' Glinda pleaded one final time, but Elphaba didn't even consider it for a clock-tick. Her eyes were glued to the display on the stage.

Sam, on stage, sank to his knees, clutching the bottle. 'I am a sentimental man,' he sang. 'Who always longed to be… a father!' He pretended to break down.

'So she was yours all along,' Kurt confirmed, and Glinda buried her face in her hands as Elphaba's brain slowly processed what she was hearing. She wasn't really sure how her friend would react; she was sure, however, that it would not be good.

Elphaba's eyes widened when she finally realised the truth. 'He's my…' She couldn't even finish the sentence. Instead, she turned towards Glinda, towering over the petit blonde, hands on her hips, eyes blazing. Several attributes in the auditorium started shuddering and tiny green sparks were surrounding Elphaba's hands as she struggled to keep her magic under control. 'Glinda,' she said in a dangerously low voice. 'Is there something you would like to tell me?'

Gulp.

Gulp indeed.