Summary: It's been 25 long years since Sarah's run through the Labyrinth. Now, her 17 year old daughter faces a much more dangerous challenge in the Labyrinth. Can she get out…and will she even want to?

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Except the daughter… that was my idea.

Chapter 1: Be Careful What You Wish For…

~~10 years prior~~

Sarah smiled gently as she tucked her daughter into bed. The little girl's hazel eyes reflected anticipation into Sarah's motherly gaze. Sarah sighed and looked at the small red book wearily before reaching for it. She remembered her time in the Labyrinth and the time afterwards she spent with her friends. However…

"Mom?" Sarah's daughter asked in a shy voice.

Sarah smiled, "You want to hear about the Goblin King again, Codi?"

While her daughter nodded, a large grin on her face, Sarah couldn't help but wonder just how her old friends were. When Jaime was born, Sarah stopped reaching out to them in fear that Jareth would target her daughter for how she'd left him. Luckily, when Sarah turned 18 Jareth was barred from viewing her against her wishes as she had become an adult.

"Okay, Codi, where did I leave off last time?" Sarah opened the book only to have her daughter quickly take it out of her hands and close it.

"Not what the book says, Mom! I want your story! The real story!"

Sarah laughed and curled up with her daughter before she started her story. A story Codi would remember for years to come…

~~Present Time~~

"Codi Williams! Get down here right now!" Codi cringed as her mother shouted from the first floor.

She made her way down the stairs, her feet dragging across the floor like a prison sent to execution. Codi flinched as she reached her mother in the living room, the paper in her hands being the source of her anger.

"What is this?" Sarah moved the hand holding the paper to ensure her daughter knew what she was talking about.

Codi took a breath, "My report card?"

Sarah nodded and held it at reading distance, "Let's see, English: A, good. That's the only 'good' thing on here Codi! Everything is a D along with one C. You're almost failing Math, so what's going on? Is it friends? A boy?"

"Mom! It's nothing, I just… Mom, come on, you have to understand what I'm going through!"

"No, Codi, I don't. I learned a lesson about taking things for granted when I was younger than you are now and just because you're almost an adult doesn't mean you can take everything for granted!"

Codi scoffed, "What lesson? Whatever you meant with your old stories about the Labyrinth?"

"Excuse me? Where did you learn to talk back to me? I know I didn't teach you that and it's not a trait from your father, that's for sure! Don't walk away from me, young lady!" Sarah followed her daughter to the front door.

Codi stopped at the door before grabbing her zip up hoodie and opening the door with unnecessary force, "You know what Mom? In a few days I'll be 18; a legal adult. You won't be able to boss me around then!"

Sarah was about to retort when Codi ran out of the house, slamming the door behind her. The older woman sighed and leaned against the doorway, "Sometimes I just wi-…" Sarah froze when she realized what she'd almost done. She let out her next breath slowly. A few more weeks and she wouldn't have to tread softly around her daughter in fear that the Goblin King may come and snatch her up for a selfish wish. Sarah was confident she couldn't handle the Labyrinth anymore if she did accidentally wish her daughter away.

"One day…One day, you'll understand, Codi," Sarah whispered before going to the kitchen to make dinner for when her daughter returned.

Codi ran as fast as she could from her house to a nearby bridge. She stopped when she reached the middle and leaned against the carved stone walls.

"She never treats me like an adult," Codi muttered to herself, frustration slowly pouring out in her words. She took a breath to calm herself before running a hand through her long shaggy black hair, "Then again, I just threw a tantrum and ran away from home. I guess I'm not acting the way I need to to be treated like one."

Codi could hear a clock nearby going off, signaling it was 8pm. She decided to wait until both her and her mother had time to cool off before heading home.

She caught movement from the corner of her eye and turned to see a man sitting on the end of the bridge, a worn down jacket barely keeping him warm. Codi could see his breaths as they left his mouth, his ungloved hands were shaking and he had holes in his pants.

Codi smiled weakly and took off her jacket as she approached him, "Here. I don't need it."

The man looked up at Codi with mismatched eyes, "It's far too cold for a young lady to be without a coat."

Codi shook her head, a gentle-calm expression sweeping over her face, "Please, I insist."

The man took it and nodded to her, "Thank you. Not many are kind enough to give the clothes off their backs. Are you sure you're not too cold?"

After resisting the urge to shiver in the chilly evening air, Codi nodded, "I've got to go home now anyways."

The man stared at Codi for a moment before smiling, "You're mother must be worried. You should hurry home."

"I will! Bye!" Codi said before she turned to walk away. As she took a few steps a sudden rain started to pour down. Codi looked back at the man and smiled before running home.

By the time Codi got home, she was soaked to the bone. Her jeans were starting to sag off her hips with the weight of the water and her shirt had stretched down. Codi's black hair had plastered itself against the back of her shirt and her face. When she reached her house she saw her mother standing at the door, a not-too-pleased look on her face.

"Codi! It's pouring rain! What happened to your coat? You could catch your death out here!"

Codi sighed and pushed past her mother and ran up the stairs, heading straight for the bathroom in order to shower. She was grateful her mother opted to wait to scold her actions later, allowing her to warm up in peace.

After Codi emerged from her warm shower, fully clothed in a new T-shirt and jeans, she went downstairs. Her mother sat at the dinner table, slowly eating her meal.

"Mom, I'm sorry," Codi whispered as she sat in front her, her plate steaming as though her mother had just heated it up.

Sarah sighed and set her fork down, "When are you going to take responsibility for your actions Codi? And what happened to your jacket? I hope you didn't go over to some boy's house in the two hours you were gone!"

Codi coughed as she took a sip of her soda, "What? Mom! Don't you trust me at all? I can't believe this! I just said I was sorry!"

"For earlier! You just came home after being gone two hours in a rainstorm and you return without you jacket!"

Codi stood up and walked to the doorframe, "I gave my jacket to a homeless guy on the bridge. He looked like he was about to freeze, Mom."

Sarah winced and chased after her daughter as she stormed to her room, "Codi, look it's just… I know what kids your age are doing, so you can't blame me for thinking it was possible you were doing something…well, stupid."

"I can't believe you Mom! You know, if I'm such an untrustworthy kid, why didn't you just wish me away!"

Sarah felt her anger spike, "Now listen here, Codi, that is not something I ever want to hear come out of your mouth again."

"You know what Mom?" Codi was spiteful, rage flooded her veins, "Why don't I just wish myself away!"

Sarah froze, her anger finally spilling over, "Don't you dare! Codi!"

"I wish the Goblin King would take me away! Away from yo—!" Codi froze when her window suddenly burst open. A man Codi thought wasn't real stood in front of the window, a smirk on his lips.

"Codi! Codi! What's going on! Stay away from her!" Sarah's voice came through the door in panic. She pounded on the door, but it wouldn't budge.

"You're…real?" Codi asked before she found herself being whisked away by magic she'd only ever dreamed of.

"Very much so," a deep voice whispered behind her as Codi opened her eyes to a land she'd only ever dreamed of.

Codi stared in awe at the scene before her. It wasn't the worn down Labyrinth that'd been overgrown that he mother had described. It actually appeared well kept. The pants looked well cared for and the castle at the center looked more like the elegance of the ballroom her mother remembered fondly.

"What do you think of my Labyrinth, Jaime?" Jareth asked, his smirk still in place as he relished in the girl's reaction.

Yes, this would be fun…

A/N: I love reviews! If reviews are good (by good I mean, there are reviews...I take flames so long as there's something I can use to improve and good reviews) and views decent I'll definitely continue! I kinda wanted to experiment with this idea so I'd love any critiques. I'm sorry it's short, this was really just...the general idea. Should things go well, chapters will get longer! I promise! ^-^