Finding you again

A/N: This is my first Labyrinth story so please tell me what you think!

Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth

Sarah sat in the dark of her apartment. It was nights like this when storms raged outside when she relived all of her memories. She had stopped calling upon her friends just because, she felt that she had needed to grow up and leave her childhood behind. It had been six years since she had been into the Labyrinth and since then she had finished high school and graduated from college.

But she had always felt like something was missing…and it was nights like this that reminded her. She had avoided mirrors for a while, afraid of what she might see and she was always careful of what she said. She never wished anything out loud or took anything for granted. The Labyrinth had taught her many things that generally made her a better person.

She never did get along with her stepmother and her and her father drifted apart. Only Toby and her were ever close. She had learned to love him and she was very protective of him. But then she had a reason…Labyrinth. She was wary of it and had even packed away the book and all of her toys that resembled anything from it.

Sarah's life was fairly quiet. She helped out in a local bakery and she wrote in her spare time. She had given up on acting, too many rejections were given to her and she grew disheartened. So she stopped and found she had a slight talent for writing. But occasionally, writer's block would interfere and she needed a way to support herself so she got a job at the bakery.

Sarah jumped a little when the thunder suddenly got louder. She looked out the window and saw torrents of rain coming down and lightening flashing across the sky. She walked into her room and pulled a small box from underneath her bed. She sat herself on the floor and stared at it. She hesitantly rested her ivory hand on the top of the box and slowly opened it. Inside she found her old costume, still intact and the book. The book's red leather cover stood out in the box. Its worn pages filled with memories.

She ran her hands over the cover and opened it and began to read. An hour went by and she had reached the end. "Through dangers untold, and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way to the castle beyond the Goblin City to take back what you have stolen," Sarah read aloud to herself. She found herself coming to the part she could never remember and had to shut the book. She put the book back into the box and closed it. She took a shaky breath and shoved the box back under the bed.

She shook her head and rocked back on her heels to get up. She slipped under the covers and laid her head down to sleep. She should have never opened the book, because now her life, her destiny was changing in ways she couldn't even begin to fathom.

The next day

Sarah awoke as soon as the morning sun hit her eyes. She got up and walked over to the window, the day was clear, the rain had washed the sky clean. She smiled and went to get ready for work. She walked in the door and heard the little bell tingle as she walked in. "Morning Sarah!" Ellen waved from the back. "Morning Ellen," she called back. Sarah smiled and shook her head; Ellen was always so perky in the morning. Sarah put her bag down underneath the counter and pulled on her apron. She set up her station at the register and started to get her decorating tools together when she heard the bell on the door ring. Their usual morning customer came in just as she had for the past four years.

"Good morning Mrs. Mulberry!" Sarah called out cheerfully. Mrs. Mulberry was a well-known artist. She had two of her own galleries in town and art shows all over the world. She had known both Sarah and Ellen for a while now and she acted as a kind of mother to them. She came in every morning at the same time and for the same thing: Sarah's hand made croissants drizzled with orange icing and a cup of orange blossom tea.

"Good morning dear," Mrs. Mulberry answered, "and how are you today?" Sarah smiled and answered, "I'm fine, and you?" Sarah handed Mrs. Mulberry her breakfast and sat down at one of the tables with her. "Just lovely, thank you dear." She stirred in some sugar and peered at Sarah over her half moon glasses. "Some storm last night, wasn't it?" She had known Sarah long enough to know that Sarah didn't like thunderstorms. She didn't know why only that it was the memories they brought to the young woman.

Sarah smiled knowingly and answered, "I fine." But when Mrs. Mulberry gave her a skeptical look Sarah laughed and got back up, "Really Mrs. Mulberry, I'm fine." She walked back behind the counter and got ready to decorate a cake. Mrs. Mulberry gave her a kind smile and said, "Alright then, I won't pry…besides you mustn't get distracted, that cake must be beautiful!" Sarah laughed again and started.

Ellen came in and chatted with Mrs. Mulberry as well. Soon the three of them were talking and laughing as Sarah decorated. She never paid any attention to how she was decorating or what the design would be; she just did what ever her hands decided to do. This went on for a while and today, Mrs. Mulberry stayed even after she finished her food. Sarah finished and stood back to see what she had done, her heart almost stopped.

"Why dear," Mrs. Mulberry began, "that is quite the stunning cake." And it was, the three of them stood around it. It was a white cake with swirling of dark blue and silver Sarah had put little edible blown sugar balls on the top and had covered it with edible glitter. She had added tiny sugar flowers painted silver and leaves of sugar as well. Looking at the cake made her think of him…which was never good.

"It seems…" started Ellen. "Magical," breathed Mrs. Mulberry, finishing Ellen's sentence. Sarah blinked her eyes in wonder, as hard as she tried, the memories always came back. Tears came to her eyes and she remembered…everything. The Labyrinth, Toby, Hoggle, Sir Didimus, Ludo…everyone…even…. him.

"Well, I would certainly buy it…if I had something to use it for," said Mrs. Mulberry. Sarah stood still and Mrs. Mulberry put the cake in one of the domes and set it on top of the counter for all to see. She then helped Ellen clean up the supplies and she put her arm around Sarah. "Are you alright dear?" she asked quietly. Sarah blinked out of her trance and nodded. She turned away to wipe her eyes and she busied herself cleaning the already clean counter. Ellen could tell something was wrong and was about to say something but Mrs. Mulberry gave her a pointed look.

Sarah took a deep breath and faced them again. "Maybe some little girl will want it for her birthday." She looked at the cake again and shook her head and then went to the back to take out some muffins that Ellen had put in when she got there.

Later that day

Sarah walked home slowly thinking about her day. The cake had been bought for a little girl. She was having a princess costume party and just had to have that cake. Sarah had been glad to the cake go, she didn't want it to hang around and remind her of everything. She had smiled for the little girl when her parents paid for it, the little girl had been practically jumping out of excitement.

When Sarah got home, she was exhausted. She put her bag down and checked the mail. All she found were bills, she sighed and put it on the kitchen counter. She ate leftovers from the other day and flopped down on her bed quickly afterwards. She closed her eyes and drifted into dream fraught with memories.

They started out as just simple glimpses of the Labyrinth and the people she met but then they got longer. And soon she found herself running through the Labyrinth lost…and alone. She was wearing the ball gown…the one from the peach episode…and she was searching for something…or someone. She could feel the cool breeze going trough her hair. Her breath became ragged and she almost ripped. She reached the forest and fell to her knees. A silent tear came down her cheek and she closed her eyes and her heart made its very dearest wish to the night.

I wish I could see him…one last time.

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