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So Simple, So Strong

Ch.1 The Darkness

Disclaimer: Don't own the Labyrinth but sure wish I did cause the movie certainly would've ended up differently. Jim Henson's brilliant mind owns it.

Warning: Sarah and Jareth might be a little out of character.

It was dark and cold where he had left her. She didn't know how long she had been there. She couldn't tell days from nights in this hell hole. But she did know that she didn't have much longer. Her whole body hurt. She could tell there were several broken bones. There was dried blood all over her body coming from God only knows where. He hadn't fed her in days, only bringing enough water to keep her alive and in agony. The hunger only added to the immense pain from the harsh kick in the side he had given her earlier.

She knew she had at least one broken rib, making it somewhat difficult to breath. Her vision was starting to blur, and the candle he had brought her was quickly growing small and dim. In her hazy state of mind, she figured it would only last about another 10 minutes. But the worst part, the part she couldn't wrap her mind around, was that he had raped her. All the dried tear stains on her face were not from pain, nor hunger, but from shame. He had taken her purity; her youth. She fought him as hard as she could, but to no avail. He was to strong and her injuries to great.

She almost didn't want to escape. Almost didn't want to live. Finally, the pain consumed her and she fell into unconsciousness.

She awoke later (although she knew not how long she was asleep), to not see, but feel a presence above her. She began to shiver in fear until the unknown presence placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and the other hand to her face. She felt soft leather against her bruised cheek. "Jareth?" she whispered. "Don't worry." he told her gently, a tone she wasn't used to from him. He soon transported them both to the healing wing of his castle.

Sarah lay limp in his arms as he called his oldest and most faithful healer. "Phaedra!" Phaedra rushed forward, already told by the Goblin King to be on standby. "Can you help her?" he asked his most trusted healer. She looked into her masters eyes. So full of hope and fear and something she couldn't quite place. "Jareth," she only ever called him by name when it was something serious.

"I'm not sure I can save her, but I'll do my best. Bring her over here." Jareth nodded and quickly obeyed, laying her down on a soft bed with white sheets. He knew his healing magic could not help her now. It was up to Phaedra. Her and Sarah's will to live.

He feared for her more than he would let anyone know. He was the Goblin King! He was always supposed to be strong and courageous right? He couldn't go off showing such fear for a mortal. Could he?

"Jareth!" A sharp voice broke him out of his thoughts. Phaedra looked at him. "I can't work with all of you're thoughts interfering with mine." Jareth looked at her, knowing she was right, but too scared to leave. She sensed his apprehension. "Don't worry. I'll call you if anything changes." He nodded and walked towards the door. The nervous king stopped and took one more glance in Sarah's direction before stepping out of the room. He didn't know where to go, but finally his feet led him away. He looked up later to find himself in one of his more private gardens. It was hard to find so he went here when he needed solitude.

Right now, he needed to think. Sarah had so suddenly been dropped back into his life. Just as suddenly made him fall head over heels for her. Than just as suddenly was kidnapped. His head was spinning. He knew her captor had done horrible things to her, but he didn't know what. That bothered him. It was apparent she had been beaten repeatedly. There were old and new bruises all along her body. He could tell several of her bones had been broken. To think that someone had done this to Sarah, HIS Sarah, made him seethe with anger! How dare they! Who would have the nerve? He was going to find out who did this and kill them. No, better yet, make them suffer as they had made his Sarah suffer. Let them die slowly, begging for mercy. Jareth's thoughts had turned so dark, he didn't notice the dark clouds brewing overhead.

A sharp crack of thunder brought him out of his disturbing thoughts.

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Phaedra moved her hands over Sarah's weak body, healing what she could and making a note of what she couldn't so she could come back later to wrap and bandage. She could heal the broken bones, repair the scratches, and mend the deep wounds that had caused so much blood loss. But yet there was an underlying injury she couldn't seem to locate. One causing her the greatest pain.

She continued her work, vowing to come back later to try and find this deeper injury.

Sarah's body was so battered, Phaedra wasn't sure how Sarah survived. Plus she had been deprived of food and water for a good while. So after healing all she could and bandaging the rest, Phaedra worked on getting liquids into the young girl, hoping it wasn't too late. Things weren't in Sarah's favor at the moment. Phaedra wasn't even sure if she would wake up. As much as she hated to, she was going to have to tell Jareth. Oh yes! She was going to go back and look for that injury.

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Jareth paced back and forth in front of the rose bushes in his private garden. He had hoped that they're beauty would distract him from the welfare of Sarah, so as not to create another storm. But they didn't help. They only reminded him of her beauty. It had been 4 hours since he had brought the near dead girl in! What was taking so long? Why hadn't he heard anything? The storm clouds were beginning to stir again so he slowed his pacing and tried to stop his spinning head before a huge storm broke out.

He had just gone to take a seat and stare at the flowers when a crystal summoned him to the healing wing. He took a deep breath before transporting there, trying not to expect the worst.

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Phaedra had once again started moving her hands lightly over Sarah's body, concentrating as hard as she could. It would help if Jarath would quit creating storms outside. Finally, moving her hands over Sarah's stomach, something caught her attention. She gasped. She couldn't tell Jareth about this. She summoned him in. She wouldn't tell him that. She would leave that up to Sarah. If she pulled through.

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Okay, first fan fic! So go easy on me kay? Please...Pretty please with sugar on top...

In the next chapter, if you guys like it, we'll find out some other stuff about other stuff. That sounds cool right? What!? Who said that?! You like chicken nuggets? What? Well thats cool, cause I do to. So pretty please review and I'll send you chicken nuggets!!