Disclaimer: I've run so long, I've run so far... I can't live within (Labyrinth). Oh, and I don't own it either. Labyrinth and all related characters are the legal property of Jim Henson.
(A/N: It's not important how Jareth and Sarah finally got together. There are enough fan fictions about that already so if really want to know how it happened just pick your favorite of the ones that are already written and we'll say that that's how it happened.)
Tables Turned
"... you're sure you'll be fine?" She pressed.
Jareth was starting to become irritated by his wife. But then again what reason did she have to believe that he'd be fine taking care of their one year old daughter alone? No. It was only his job to take care of difficult children that had been wished away by their parents, siblings or legal guardians. So no. He wouldn't be fine at all. He swallowed the sarcasm, however. He had found over the years living with Sarah that it was sometimes best to do what the human men of her world did: just smile and nod, sometimes say "yes, dear" so they know you're still listening. It really was an ingenious survival tactic.
"Yes, Sarah. I'll be fine." He smiled over at Jennifer whom was rolling one of his crystals across the thrown room floor. "Look how much fun she's having already."
Goblins and gnomes alike leapt and bounded out of the way of the infant Princess as she crawled madly after the sparkling sphere.
"I'll only be gone for a few hours." She reminded him.
"And I know where to fine you if I need you." She opened her mouth to speak again. "And I know who to go to if I can't find you. And if that fails I can always drag Toby out of his after school theater club for help. Yes, I know. Really, Love, you're starting to act like a Smother Mother."
"I am not!"
He didn't reply to her weak argument, instead he smiled and leaned in to kiss her on the forehead. "Do you want me to see you out of the Labyrinth?"
"I can manage on my own." She looked up at him in mock defiance then grinned. "Through dangers untold and hardships un-numbered..."
"I get it." He cut her off. If there was one quote he hated more than anything else ever vocalized, it was that damnable monologue!
Sarah walked over to where her daughter was terrorizing a squat goblin with a flat head but pointed face, and scooped the infant up in her arms (much to the goblin's relief). "Be good for daddy." she said and kissed her baled little head.
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It wasn't until the Goblin Queen had left and the Princess was held tight in her father's arms across the room, that the squat goblin with the flat head and pointed face turned to his friend and said: "If we take away rotten human children when they're bad, then do humans come and take rotten goblin children away...?"
He immediately shut his mouth when the King's head turned in his general direction and the goblin shrunk away from the scrutinizing mismatched eyes.
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(A/N: Yes it's really short. I know. I just can't think of a good reason for Jareth to with his child away. I promise the fic will be chalk full of comedy once I get over that hurdle. But for right now reviews and ideas will be most helpful.)
