-*-Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot of the story. The charaters are
owned by Jim Henson and company.
Sarah plopped on her bed, exhausted from her day at work. The headache she
had received during the day was growing steadily worse as she lay there.
Several things were going on at once that she just wanted to scream at the
world.
"I need you, Hoggle," she said quietly. The next thing she knew, Hoggle was sitting down next to her.
"You need to tell him, Sarah," he said as he stroked her hair with a brush.
"But how can I tell him after what I put him through?" Sarah closed her eyes and envisioned the one she dreamed of every night. She thought about his lovely mismatched eyes and automatically was glad she was lying down. If she were standing, she would have lost complete control of her legs.
"He will understand if you just tell him the truth." Hoggle stopped brushing her hair long enough to look at Sarah. "Just tell him that you were wrong and you said 'no' because you were scared."
"Scared of what?" asked Sarah defensively.
"Love," said Hoggle simply. Sarah nodded, bewildered at how right he was. She sat down and allowed Hoggle to continue with the brushing. Meanwhile..
Jareth paced his throne room. It was clear that he was deep in thought.
"Why won't you ask me back, Sarah? I know you want me, but until you call me, I am afraid I can't go to you." Jareth was so deep in thought that he nearly knocked over his stool. He grumbled an obscenity and continued his pacing.
"Your Highness," said a goblin from the door.
"Leave me alone!" Jareth barked. The goblin pulled away like a dog that had just been kicked in the stomach. Then, after a moments pause, she tried again.
"I am sorry to disturb you," she said meekly, "but I have a message for you." She curtseyed and walked up to the king boldly. The king could see a dingy piece of parchment in her hand.
"Oh, very well," he fretted. Grabbing the piece of parchment, Jareth ordered that the maid leave him alone and began to read the paper. He gasped and dropped the paper at his feet. Could it be? He ran out of his throne room, grabbed his cloak, and quickly turned into a barn owl. With one great jump into the air, Jareth swooped out the door and into the night sky.
"I need you, Hoggle," she said quietly. The next thing she knew, Hoggle was sitting down next to her.
"You need to tell him, Sarah," he said as he stroked her hair with a brush.
"But how can I tell him after what I put him through?" Sarah closed her eyes and envisioned the one she dreamed of every night. She thought about his lovely mismatched eyes and automatically was glad she was lying down. If she were standing, she would have lost complete control of her legs.
"He will understand if you just tell him the truth." Hoggle stopped brushing her hair long enough to look at Sarah. "Just tell him that you were wrong and you said 'no' because you were scared."
"Scared of what?" asked Sarah defensively.
"Love," said Hoggle simply. Sarah nodded, bewildered at how right he was. She sat down and allowed Hoggle to continue with the brushing. Meanwhile..
Jareth paced his throne room. It was clear that he was deep in thought.
"Why won't you ask me back, Sarah? I know you want me, but until you call me, I am afraid I can't go to you." Jareth was so deep in thought that he nearly knocked over his stool. He grumbled an obscenity and continued his pacing.
"Your Highness," said a goblin from the door.
"Leave me alone!" Jareth barked. The goblin pulled away like a dog that had just been kicked in the stomach. Then, after a moments pause, she tried again.
"I am sorry to disturb you," she said meekly, "but I have a message for you." She curtseyed and walked up to the king boldly. The king could see a dingy piece of parchment in her hand.
"Oh, very well," he fretted. Grabbing the piece of parchment, Jareth ordered that the maid leave him alone and began to read the paper. He gasped and dropped the paper at his feet. Could it be? He ran out of his throne room, grabbed his cloak, and quickly turned into a barn owl. With one great jump into the air, Jareth swooped out the door and into the night sky.