Ch53 good morning America.

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"Welcome to the today's show and do we have a show for you! This morning, we have these wickedly talented ladies here, idina menzel and Kristin chenoweth, playing Elphaba and Glinda on Broadway's new musical Wicked."

"Thank you ladies for being here today."

"Thank you." The two smiled.

"So they will be presenting a special performance in just a few mins so stand by." She smiled.

A few ads came on while the two got Into their positions for 'for good.'

"You okay?" Idina whispered.

"Yes." Kristin mouthed back with a smile. "Nervous."

Idina was a bit nervous herself, but she knew telling Kristin wouldn't make either feel any better. "Hey, look at me." She whispered, Kristin obeyed. "Don't be nervous,just sing to me.", idina whispered locking eyes with the blonde. "I Always do." Idina pulled a gentle smile.

"Ready ladies?" The host smiled. The two nodded as the cameras went live back on. Kristin slowly ran her hand down to meet idina's and held it gently. The lights went down. There soft breaths, racing hearts, glancing nervous eyes. The music began and the two voice's began as one. The music started. The sweet melody, echoing the room. The nice hung above their heads so they wouldn't have to carry it. Cameras circled the two, getting close ups.

Kristin didn't take her eyes off of idina's. Her sweet face, her beautiful smile. The two fell into character instantly. But when they sang this song. Not only was it the characters meaning what they say, it was idina and Kristin singing to each other. They meant every word they sang.

And with that, Kristin took a quiet breath and sang.

"I've heard it said. That people come into our lives for a reason-"

Idina cherished the moment. Every moment spent, was always a blessing. Wicked. Kristin. Music. Everything. She couldn't be more grateful. As Kristin sang, she began to see memories in her head.

The time, when they were at that group dinner, chennel invited them to. How their legs brushed against each other. Almost every move was a flirt.

How the greatest times were full of laughter and love.

Then the images shifted. Now they were in her apartment. On their first date. "Like a comet pulled from orbit..-"

The two were dancing in each other's arms. She spun Kristin around. The blonde caressed her cheeks staring into her twinkling brown eyes.

Then, they shared their first kiss.

"Who can say; if I've been changed for the better-"

The memory faded out back to Kristin singing to her now. Her beautiful eyes looking up at idina.

"Because I knew you."

Idina curled the corner of her lip in a sweet shy smile.

The host stood at the side. Her hands were locked together and up to her chest. She was in awe, watching the two sing with their hearts. "I have been changed for good."

It was idina's turn now. She took a breath and began. "It well maybe-"

Kristin watched idina's sweet facial expressions. She gazed into her sweet beautiful eyes, she loved so much.

She suddenly started seeing images in her head. Reminding her of the beautiful memories they had started together.

"In this lifetime, so let me say before we part so much of me-"

Kristin watched idina; "is made of what I learned from you." As elphaba reached out, Glinda took her hand instantly, as idina pulled her closer.

"You'll be with me. Like a hand print on my heart." She sang, putting their hands to her heart.

~ Kristin watched the beautiful memories.

The Central Park picnic. The two laughing and giggling. Lots of kissing and moments they shared. Now it flipped to idina putting the necklace around Kristin's neck. Reading 'chenzel.'

Kristin ran into idina's arms after what mark did to her. She held her close as she teared up, feeling so awful. When she loved idina so much.

"Like a ship blown from its mooring."

Kristin now saw the two with cara at breakfast. "By a wind off the sea." How she loved them and accepted them. It meant the world to the two.

"Like a seed dropped by a skybird. In a distant wood."

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