DISCLAIMER: I do not own the labyrinth or any of its characters, this applies to the rest of my story.

The calm before the storm

"How you've turned my world you precious thing" that familiar voice whispered hauntingly around me "Every thing I've done, I've done it for you" warm arms wrapped around my waist and I could feel his breath beside my ear "Just fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave." he trailed kissed down my neck making me moan in delight. Suddenly I was looking into a pair of mismatched eyes that burned intensely "your eyes can be so cruel" he whispered before releasing me and fading away "Jareth!" I cried out reaching hopelessly for him.

I jerked awake, my heart pounding. Why did it have to be him? After all these years why did I have to dream of him?. I stumbled from my bed and made my way across to the bathroom unsteadily, my apartment still threw me sometimes even though I had lived here for over a year now. I quickly went through my morning routine and found myself standing in front of my closet unsure of what to wear, we seeing as I was going camping it had better be sturdy.

I grabbed a dark green shirt and black jeans, yanking them on quickly. I pulled on a pair of sneakers and grabbed a light jacket before walking out the door. And then walking right back inside again, I had walked into the hall to see Jareth lounging against the wall wearing a white poets shirt and tight black pants. I slammed my door and locked it for good measure "oh no, oh no" I hyperventilated. This couldn't be happening!.

I turned and walked into my bedroom only to find him reclining sinfully across the bed. I stared blankly at him and fought off the desire that his image brought up 'just fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave' images from my dream last night leaped to the front of my mind. I blushed heavily and tried to push them away.

"whats the matter precious?" he smirked at me making me want to melt. No! I was angry that he could make me feel that way "why are you here Jareth? I beat your silly labyrinth, you have no power over me" I snapped, lashing out at him with my words. Suddenly he was off the bed and stalking towards we with a devilish grin that made me nervous.

"now Sarah mine that's not true is it? I only had now power over you until you said my name, and last night you definitely said my name" I backed against the wall and he cadged me in with his arms "cried it really" his became silky and he nuzzled against my ear.

I shuddered as desire warred with fear "and now" his voice was sweet as honey "that you have, you're" he brought his lips close to my own "mine" as he said the last word his lips claimed mine. I tried to fight against him but eventually he swept me away under his powerful and possessive kisses, they where like nothing I had ever felt before, everything else became meaningless and was washed away by the tide called Jareth.

When he finally moved back and allowed me to breath again I leaned my head against his chest, trying to regain my breath. I moved back and looked up, his eyes shone happily and he wore a triumphant smirk "enjoying yourself?" he grinned. I looked away and gasped, we stood in the throne room only now it was clean and beautiful.

I backed away "why am I here? Let me go!" I cried out looking for any escape but finding none. Jareth walked over to his throne and slouched across it, drawing my eye momentarily to how tight those pants his pants are. Why did he distract me so easily?! I glared at him "why would I let you go?" he drawled happily "I have you now and I will never let you go" I turned to run but found myself in a lavish bedroom "I suggest you get comfortable Sarah, you will be here for a long time" his voice echoed around the room yet he was nowhere to be found.