As mentioned in my profile it says I like the movie Labyrinth, thats a lie. Im Obsessed with the movie. Also at the end of each story is a poem based on the chapter title. R&R please.

Crystal Words

Sarah tossed and turned in her bed. For the past three years she dreamed about him: blonde hair that was waved out, mismatched eye color, finely sculpted body and his strange eye markings.

The goblin king never left her mind. I had been four years since she left the Underground, since she turned down the best offer in her life: her had been four years since she hurt the guy, and she now regretted it.

Then again she was only fifteen at the time. Still scared, and childish. At that time she never understood, but now at the age nineteen she did.

She loved him, but she knew, that he still was hurt, and wanted nothing to do with her. Even with knowing this the dreams never stopped.

She would see his face and he would turn her away, making her get on her knees and beg him to forgive her for her mistake, but all he'd ever said was "I tried to get you to love me then, what makes you think that I still love you now." Then with his boots clicking on the floor, he'd walk away. Leaving her in tears, and waking up, crying in a puddle of sweat.

Far away from the sleeping Sarah, in a place called the Underground. The goblin king sat on the widow ledge that over looked his silent kingdom.

He sighed as he turned back to a crystal ball in his black leathered gloved palm. Inside of it, an image of his, never forgotten love. Even though it had been years, he's still kept a watch on her. Making sure that nothing harmed her or got in her way.

Sarah, may have turned him down nearly five years ago, but it still didn't mean he gave up on her.

He watched as the girl, laid there, tossing in her sleep, crying out his name, begging him. For what reason he didn't know, but what he did know, was that she haden't forgotten him. He also knew that her feeling for him had grown deeper just like his had grown deeper for her.

If any moment to confront her could ever be. This would be the moment.

The goblin king turned from the window ledge and put his feet on the floor.

"Hogwart!" called Jareth.

"Yes your majesty?" called the small dwarf walking in, " And its Hoggle."

"Keep and eye on this place for tonight. I'm going to see Sarah."

The dwarf's eyes lit up. "Sarah?"

"Yes. Does this upset you,me seeing her?" the King shot an unwanted glance at the dwarf.

"Ah no sire, I was just making sure I heard you right. Well, back to work. Heh. Heh."

"What an idiot." Jareth then turned back to the window and tossed a crystal ball in the air and then let it crash to the ground causing a white light to erupt and from it emerged a white barn owl, that flew out the window into the night.

Sarah lay in her bed and stared at her ceiling. She couldn't sleep. Slowly she turned and put her feet onto the floor and walked out of the bedroom of her small apartment, into the kitchen. She fixed her a glass of water and waded to her living room.

Once there she sat in a small rocking recliner that faced the window of her one bedroom apartment. The street light below the window was broken. So the only thing lighting up the world outside was the small flashes of lighting, with the mood she was in she just sat there staring out her window. Then something caught her eye, a white owl sitting outside on a branch.

"Why is that out there. I've never seen an owl in a city before." her thought's wandered to Jareth, still remembering that he had the ability to turn into an owl, but, that would be a hope wasted.

She then stood up and started to walk back toward her bed room, but there was a loud bang on the window. She jumped when she saw the owl constantly smacking himself into it. It's delicate wings fluttered, and it made mournful screeches.

Sarah went and pulled the curtains over the window. "Noisy thing."

She then turned back toward her room and shut the door.

"CRASH!!!!"

"What the?" Sarah turned and shot out her room, and back toward the living room.

Her eyes then widened. She found the widow open, but there wasn't a sound made coming from the owl she saw earlier. Just an plain open widow.

"Must have been the wind that opened it." she said out loud as the latched it back.

Sarah turned again, but jumped. For sitting on her arm chair in her room sideways. Was the Goblin King.

"Jareth?"

She turned on a lamp on a table to her left. He simply turned his eyes over to her.

"What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here?" asked the Goblin King, "I'm here to visit. To see how, the most precious thing in my life is fairing."

"Just well," lied Sarah, "With out your dream stuff."

"Really?" asked Jareth turning, and shooting a mesmerizing stare at Sarah.

"Yes really…"

"Hmmm…. Well. I guess that's all I need to do then." the Goblin King went to stand up.

"Wait!" cried Sarah.

He turned, " Yes?"

"I just wanted to know…"

He stood up. "Wanting to know what?"

"Are you still upset with me turning you down a few years ago?"

He arched an eyebrow. "What would it matter to you if I was or not?"

"Well it's just…"

"It's just what?"

"Well, I just had an uneasy feeling that you were still angry at me." said Sarah, " And for the past three years… You as much as I don't want to say it have made me loose sleep, from the nightmares I have had from you saying you hated me for not accepting your offer, and it would give me a resolute feeling if you told me you forgive me, or not."

King Jareth stared at Sarah for a bit. He then placed his gloved hand under Sarah's chin, "If it means so much. Then yes I do for give you."

"Thank you."

"But that's not all. I also still love you."

Sarah was surprised from this sentence.

"But…I can't love you."

"Why not?"

"You are much older than me." said Sarah, "And I don't think I love you."

"You don't think?" he lifted her eyes to meet up with his, "There is doubt in that sentence."

"What makes you think that a love you?" asked Sarah.

"By the way you would react to this." Jareth then leaned forward and gently kissed Sarah.

Her eyes widened, and lit up at the same time.

"I…"

"You don't have to say it." Said Jareth, "I've watched you over the years and I've seen how your heart has changed toward me. It's no surprise on how you reacted when you first saw me, but even so. Deep inside your heart you have grown fonder of me, as I have also done the same for you."

"How did you know?"

Jareth, with one simple wave of his hand, developed a crystal ball. "With these." he said, " Most of the time it seems that from your point of view these crystals are so evil, but in actuality they aren't." Jareth rolled it on the back of his hands. "See I can see what you are doing. At any time of day."

"So you have been spying on me?" asked Sarah.

"I wouldn't call it spying." said The Goblin King, " It's more like a protective watch."

"Really?"

"Yes really? Have I ever lied to you."

"No. Not that I recall."

"I promise you fair Sarah, I still offer your dreams. I still offer the hope you never had. I offer you my kingdom, my castle, my labyrinth, and even my heart. This is your second chance. I have been protecting you these years, all for just your answer. All I ask, is for you to accept. Also my age would never matter, because I never age. I have stayed thirty for centuries, and if you would come join me I would make your morality the same as mine, and make you immortal. All I ask, is for you to take this crystal in your hand and be mine."

"Well…"

"You know you want to . Sarah. You know you want to live a life of luxury instead of living alone in a dingy apartment.

Sarah looked around her apartment at the cracked walls and run down appliances. She then turned back to Jareth.

"I accept." reached for the Crystal, "But, if I ever change my mind do you promise to bring me back and let me live my normal life?"

"Of course. Any thing."

"Good." she grasped the Crystal in her palm.

A small smile came across Jareth's face as they both disappeared from the apartment.

Crystal Words

Years of waiting I finally, get my own dream.

I've offered her my heart before but she turned me away.

I have a hope once again. For respect and dignity.

A hope that's infused with a love that, this precious thing will give to me.

I have a heart for no one will hear, but I had a soul that cried for the years.

I never though such love would unfurl, and soon take the heart of this once little girl.

I see something new, something for my ears had never heard.

Sweet, gentle, and loving: Crystal Words.