Bride of allegiance
This is my first labby fic so tell me if you like it and if i should continue because this is one i started a year ago and have multiple chapters ready and waiting to be posted.
Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth i'm just borrowing the characters i'll give them back ... eventually.
Ch. One
Note: This takes place six years after Jareth's defeat.
Note: Allegiance - The loyalty or obligation of a person to his/her sovereign, country, or kingdom.
Note: Obligation – The binding power of a vow, promise, contract, or sense of duty
Sarah knelt before the sky high pile of assorted junk, everything from toys to old photographs to a child's dress up costumes to antique trinkets. Everything you could possibly think of was here in this tall pile it made her think of the junk lady in the labyrinth which always came down to thinking of one person. Jareth. His face and cocky smile were so chiseled in her mind it was like it was only yesterday that she had taken her first step inside the labyrinth and not six long years instead.
Shaking the images from her head she huffed. Remembering things from her past wasn't going to get this attic any cleaner. "I'm so stupid." She told herself. She just had to volunteer to clean and sort a friends' mothers' attic. Picking up a little stuffed pig from the pile she lifted it to eye level. "Oh, you're cute." Her tone was sweet as she commented the stuffed pig then chucked him into a box with other stuffed toys just as the phone began to ring, groaning she got up from her comfortable position on the floor
Going down the steep attic stairs she grabbed the hall phone, raised it to her ear and asked hello. "Hey sis." A young voice chirped at the other end of the line. "Guess what?"
"Hey tiger, what's up?" Sarah smiled into the phone. After her father died of cancer Toby and her stepmother, Karen moved into a little apartment in the heart of New York so by phone was almost the only way to keep in touch with her baby brother.
Sarah heard a little giggle on the other end then, "Mom's taking me with this time to meet a client and do some on location photo stuff. Isn't it so cool?" The little voice was so exited she could barely help but giggle herself.
"And where is Karen going this time?" Normally her stepmother had a nanny for the young boy who took care of him for weeks on end while she went to amazing places all around the world half on business, half on pleasure. This was going to be Toby's first real holiday excluding the camping trips Sarah was allowed to take him on twice a year.
"Barbados!" Toby squealed little a little girl.
"Wow Toby. That is cool make sure you pack lots of sunscreen and take tons of pictures for me." She informed him. Sarah shifted her foot from one foot to the other.
"I will besides I don't want to come back looking like a radish." There was another loud giggle then a snort on the other line. "Guess when were going….tomorrow." Toby left her no room to say anything in his enjoyment. "Were boarding the plane at seven so we can sleep through the flight. Yeah right like I'm going to sleep." Toby's excitement calmed down a bit after relieving some of his glee. "Were staying for three whole weeks, I know it sounds like forever but it's not very long. Don't worry Sarah I'll bring souvenirs from the ocean okay?"
Sarah froze. 'It's only forever, not long at all.' Shaking her head clear she returned to the present. "Alright you do that. I think you should finish packing if you haven't already. Don't forget, sunscreen." Sarah reminded him again while coiling the phone cord around her index finger.
"I'm almost done and if it makes you feel any better I just packed a tube of sunscreen." Toby told her in exasperation.
"Good. Good bye." Untangling her fingers from the cord she made a sour face at it as her nail threatened to snag.
"Bye Sarah. Love you." Toby made a kissing noise then laughed even harder than before.
Sarah's smile returned at the kissing noise and held the phone a bit from her ear to save her head from an oncoming headache. "Love you too baby brother." Then there was a click. Setting the phone back on its cradle she went downstairs of the old Victorian house to its kitchen with the granite countertops.
Quickly making herself a peanut butter and jam sandwich she put the knife and spoon in the dishwasher. Nobody would be home for two more days they were all on vacation, she felt singled out. Taking an abnormally large bite she closed the bread then looked to the microwave for the time. 11:59 "Oh my god, I've been up all night." She mumbled as she swallowed. As the clock struck twelve a surge of memory ran through her.
She was in the ballroom, in the very same gown from last time when after she had bitten the peach. She was dancing in the arms of the blond-haired goblin king, his eyes never left hers as he waltzed her around the room spinning her here and twirling her there then he leaned in to kiss her.
Coming out of the memory Sarah looked about her realizing she wasn't in the ballroom she gave a deep huff of relief. Picking up the rest of her sandwich thank god she had only made half and walked out of the kitchen into the living room when the phone rang yet again. Picking the one up in the living room a girls' voice came to her ear. "Good morning Sarah."
"Amy, why are you calling me at an hour like this? Are you aware of the time?" Sarah half yelled
"Sounds like you were awake before I called, by the way, are you eating something?"
"Yeah, what's it to you?" Sarah asked through sandwich pieces. She would normally never talk with food in her mouth but she really didn't care at this point.
"Oh nothing. I called to see if you wanted to stay at a vacation cabin I rented for two weeks. Melanie and Sam are coming." Amy tried to reason with her. "There will be boys at the lake too, cute ones." Her sing song voice did nothing to change her friends' decision.
"No Amy. Please let me go to sleep its late."
"Oh, okay." The voice on the other end sounded disappointed. "Good night than Sarah." Then a click and dead air came to her ear so she too hung up. Popping the last bite of her sandwich in her mouth Sarah trudged upstairs to a guestroom where she denoted her room during her stay.