AN:
So, this is my first real Wicked fanfic. It's set time 3 months after the show Wicked ends. Enjoy!

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Glinda POV:
'Lady Glinda!' a man calls my name, I look up frustated: 'Please, it's in the middle of the night! Why do you need to wake me up?'
'It's Morrible! She escaped out of prison!'
'What?!' I immediately woke up, 'What?!' I climbed out of bed: 'double the guards by the walls! Double the guards by the palace! All other guards have to patrol in the Emerald City. She may not escape!'
'Yes, miss.' The guard called. I chuckled, it still felt weird when all people did exactly what I wanted them to do. I yawned. I can better go to bed...

Elphaba POV:
I was in the Emerald City Palace. Everything was dark. Where was I? Oh sweet Oz, of course! I was in the Southstairs! Suddenly I saw a shadow-like figure moving away from me. I walked towards it. Oz, it was Morrible! Did Glinda gave her no food or something! I walked closer. Suddenly I heard some whisper, it seemed to come from everywhere: 'Elphaba Thropp and Glinda Upland, be warned! It's time for me to take revenge! Do you want to fight me?' I heard a witchy cackle, which made me feel like a weakling. I shivered. Suddenly the voice started speaking again: 'Listen to me, dearies: You two just don't have 'what it takes.' Ooh, I hópe you prove me wrong. I doubt you will! Untill next time, dearies.'

Suddenly I woke up, with one thought in my mind: Morrible escaped out of prison. She knows we're alive. We're not safe anymore! I woke my boyfriend sweetly: 'Yero, wake up!'

Glinda POV:
Suddenly I woke up. What was that? Vision? Nightmare? Oh I wish Elphie was here, she would know what this meant! Wait, but Morrible didn't only speak to me. She spoke to me ánd Elphie! That would mean Elphie was still alive! With that thought in my mind I finally fell asleep.

Fiyero POV:
'Yero, wake up!'
'Fae, it's in the middle of the night, let me sleep!'
'No Yero, please! Wake up!' I heard some despair in my girlfriend's voice.
'Fae, what's wrong? Did you have a vision?'
'Yes, Morrible escaped out of prison, and she wants revenge! Morrible knows we're alive!'
'What?!' I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore, 'What can we do?'
'Warn Glinda and ask for her protection.'
'But Fae, we can't! You know that! The Ozians would probably kill you before you can say anything!'
'I know, but we have no choice. We just go to the Emerald City and say we need to speak Glinda. When someone starts about the Wicked Witch of the West, I'm just going to look really annoyed and say: 'No of course I'm not the Wicked Witch of the West! The Wicked Witch is dead!'
'Okay, but I don't like it. I feel like I'm sending you to your grave!'
'Hey, listen to me, we have no choice! And I won't die, I promise!'
'Okay, but how are we going to call you? We can't introduce you as Elphaba Thropp!'
'Why not? Most people don't know I'm the Wicked Witch'
'But many people know both granddaughters of the Eminent Thropp were the Wicked Witches. I won't risk it!' When I finished my sentence Elphaba started smiling wickedly. 'Then, there's only one option left. I wanted to ask you this ever since we left Oz, but I didn't find the opportunity moment yet. Fiyero Tiggular, Yero my Hero. I love you really much. Fiyero, do you want to marry me?' I was a little overwhelmed by her question.
'Uhh, Fae, of course, but, well, are you really sure?'
'Fiyero, what are you talking about?'
'Well, you are a freedom fighter, and I am just a scarecrow. Am I good enough for you?'
'Hey, it's mé, who isn't good enough! You're a prince! And I am just a green outsider.'
'Elphaba! Skin color doesn't matter! I love you, isn't that supposed to be enough?'
'And Í love you, isn't that supposed to be enough?'
'Oh Fae, of course I want to marry you!' And we kissed each other, like we did before.

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AN: So, this was the first chapter, I hope you liked it! Please comment what you think, even if you think it's really bad, than just write: 'This totally sucks, because ...' I need to know what kind of things I did good and what I did wrong. So, comment!
Xxx, Alassë