Peach Slices- Chapter 1

disclaimer -i don't own anything to do with the labyrinth!

Thank you all for the amazing support of my last story. As promised this it the sequel.

They will be random one shots, they may not be in the correct order they will be more at random as they come into my mind,

Also, I have gotten much support and love about Anna and Francis I am thinking possibly of creating their own story if I can work at it. If that's something you think you would like let me know!

Also Merry Christmas!


Chapter 1-

Fall-1994

Rosalea 8

Aiden 7


Whoever said motherhood was a gift, Sarah wanted to throttle because whoever obviously said that never had children with magical powers. She was walking through a sitting room after lunch to find Rosalea managed to levitate her brothers toy up into the chandelier, while Aiden in turn created a water bubble soaking the floor and part of his sister.

"Give them back!"

"Then stay out of my room!"

"Children!" Sarah shouted at them who turned guiltily as they heard their mother's voice. "Rosalea unless you want your father to come in here, give Aiden his toys. Aiden what have we told you that water magic indoors is not allowed, we are still repairing water damaged in the sitting room."

Rosalea stared at the floor before floating the toys down from the chandelier. "Sorry Mama."

"You have lessons so you better get going." Sarah told her daughter sternly. "And you young sir, I hear you didn't do your homework.

Aiden looked at her and gave a shy smile." I did, but it got lost."

Sarah raised her eyebrow, "And tell me how did it get lost?"

Aiden smiled nervously. "Hoot took it?"

"Go finish your work and hand it in." Sarah sternly told him. "Now."

Aiden nodded and headed to his room.

Sarah sighed and made her way still shaking her head, walking into the study she went over to her husband. "Why, why do they have to have magic!" She sat down on his lap in a huff.

Jareth chuckled. "What did they do this time?"

Sarah groaned and explained the toys, the water balloon and the lack of lessons that weren't finished.

"They are a handful for sure." Jareth nodded, wrapping his hands around her waist. "I will talk to them later their magic is a privilege if they refuse to behave I will bind their powers till I see fit."

"I just feel so powerless with them, they have these powers and I have no reign over them. I can't help them or fix what they have done." Sarah leaned into him. "Yes, I am of fae blood, but I am still very much mortal in that sense."

"Over time yours will manifest you will be able to transport yourself at the very least." Jareth reassured her. "They are a handful, that I will agree, but you are a wonderful mother to them and they love you very much."

"Sometimes love isn't enough," Sarah said quietly.

"Don't speak like that, I thought you were moving past feeling guilty." Jareth titled her chin up at him.

"It's not something I can forget Jareth, I lost our child who would have been our son."

"We lost a child Sarah," Jareth corrected her. "You did nothing wrong." He kissed her lightly. "We have two wonderful children who I suppose are rambunctious and test our patience but they are our beautiful children. I like to think our son is with his aunt out there in the Labyrinth, he hasn't left us truly."

"Is that why you go and walk the labyrinth?" Sarah asked quietly.

Jareth nodded after a moment. "It's just my way of feeling close to him."

Sarah nodded thinking back to that day, months had gone by now, but still fresh in her mind. It had been too early and the bleeding wouldn't be stopped no matter what they had tried. Jareth just sat there, till he looked at her with tears falling down his face as he held his uncovered wrist. It hit him hard knowing he would slowly feel the dying heartbeat fade away till the connection was lost.

Seeing Jareth shake his head, trying to appear strong, but the resolve shattered as they both cried for their child. They held him wrapped in white linens, something that Sarah wasn't sure about, but Matilda told her it would give her closure if she did. It had been a late term miscarriage that happened suddenly.

"Papa!" Voices rang down the hallway as running footsteps barged into the room. Stopping at the sight of their mother in their fathers lap, even though they were used to their parents being affectionate they knew this was a private moment. They looked down guiltily, waiting to be reprimanded by their father.

"What have we told you before?" Jareth asked, looking at them as he handed Sarah a handkerchief to dry her face.

"To knock and wait to be called before entering a room if its a private room that's not our own." They chorused together.

"And yet you cannot follow simple rules, and you were giving your mother trouble again?" Jareth raised in an eyebrow. "Well out with it, it most be important?"

"It stopped raining and you said when it stopped raining you would take us riding." Rosie spoke up anxiously. "Please Papa!"

"Very well, mostly so your mother can have some peace and quiet." Jareth told them. "Go change and meet me at the stables. But hand in your lessons!"

Rosalea and Aiden nodded and hurried out of the room.

"I won't be out long," Jareth turned to Sarah, who nodded at his words.

"I'll go find Anna, I'm sure she must be done her letter by now." Sarah laughed. "I swear their letters are novels, whatever they talk about it beyond me."

Jareth chuckled. "I swear the poor pigeon keeled over when he arrived with the last one."

Sarah laughed softly. "They're in love, you better get going before the kids do something incorrigible."

"Like paint the horses? They have already done that." Jareth teased before kissing her. "Love you, Precious."

"Love you too." Sarah smiled and got up off his lap, both heading for the door.


Sarah found Anna in her old teachers' room, her letter spread out around her. She had grown into a beautiful woman. She was nineteen, still slender which was only enhanced by the corsets that she wore. She was wearing tan breeches that hugged her hips and a shirt that dipped low enough to show a small amount of cleavage that she had.

"I thought I would find you here." Sarah smiled.

"I just feel closer to him," Anna said quietly as she laid across the bed.

"He'll be finished soon enough." Sarah sat down. "Then you can actually begin a relationship"

"It's still a year away." Anna sighed. "I see him once a year if it works out, he got called away so soon after we began courting. Sometimes I wonder when we are reunited if he'll still feel the same way."

"Oh sweetie, I don't think you have worry about Francis's feelings for you." Sarah comforted the young woman. "He's been living in a building filled with men, so unless he decided to like men, I don't think you have to worry."

"No, no I don't have to worry about that," Anna blushed.

"I don't mean to be invasive, but have the two of you ever been intimate?" Sarah asked to give her ward a curious look.

Anna blushed, "No, not in that way at least. He did want to risk anything and wanted to wait till he finished his studies." She said as she traced the faint line that ran across her palm of their informal bond, the only way they could remain in contact while he was away. It was their little secret.

"Good man," Sarah grinned while nodding her head. "Are you finished? I need some help finding a gown for the state dinner this week."

Anna nodded packing up her things. "Are we shopping?"

Sarah laughed and nodded. "Of course!"


Jareth held onto Sarah later that night, her hair still damp from her bath. He traced circles down her arms, over her shoulder moving the straps of her silk gown down, tracing her collar bone. He felt her breathing hitch as his hands wandered underneath the neckline, waiting for her rejection telling him that she still wasn't ready but it never came.

She moaned softly as his hand encased over her breast, her back arching off the bed. Jareth moved slightly, capturing her mouth with his as his tongue ran across her lips. He slipped his tongue as she granted him access.

His hands wandered down the curves of Sarah body, pushing up her nightgown as he went till he could slip under it, feeling her soft skin. Careful not to press her too fast, but he soon felt her hand wandering his bare chest, he breathed a sigh of relief against her lips.

"Love me," He felt she mumbled against his lips.

"You don't need to ask love," Jareth whispered, taking the chance to tug the nightgown over her head. Finding the one spot on her neck that he knew would send shivers down her spine, he covered her body with his. Her tiny hands clutching his shoulders, as his mouth captured the peaked nipple he suckled and nipped at it making her whimper in need. His hardening desire pressing into her thigh, it didn't take long after her words spoken to him.

She was damp with need when he cupped her mound, his fingers making quick work causing her breathing to quicken till she was panting as he circled the sensitive nub. He slipped a finger into her, then two as her, she clenched down around him. She was tugging on his pants, he shifted using one hand to hold himself up, while the other left her sweet spot pushing the pants down as he kicked them down his legs. Her hands grasping and slowly moving up and down the length of him, causing him to groan as his hips bucking against her hand.

"Precious, I'm not going to last long if you keep doing that." Jareth gruffly, before kissing her mind wandering, making her hands fall from him.

He sunk himself into her slowly, inch by inch till he filled her completely her legs wrapping around his hips as he began to rock slowly, picking up speed as they met each other's thrust. Their breathing uneven and heavy as they held on to each other. They both came within a moment of each other. Sarah crying out first as Jareth quickly pulled out last minute, spilling himself over her stomach before collapsing beside her. Sarah cuddled into him, after she grabbed a nearby towel wiping off her stomach, not wanting to dirty the covers that were freshly washed. His arm wrapped around her shoulders.

"You locked the door, right?" Sarah mumbled sleepily, not wanting one of the children to find them naked as she heard footsteps outside in the hallway. There had been a few interesting moments with the kids barging in their room.

Jareth looked over at the door, waving his hand locking it and not a moment later they heard their daughter's voice.

"Mama?"

Sarah looked at Jareth, grabbing her nightgown, getting out of the bed, she went to the door. Giving Jareth enough time to refresh the blankets with his magic and finding his sleep pants.

"I had a nightmare." Rosalea said quietly.

"Come on," Sarah sighed as she ushered her daughter in the room, "You can stay with us, but you're almost nine, you can't come running to us every time you have a bad dream."

Rosalea nodded, but ran over to the bed diving in to. "I love you Papa," she smiled at him and curled up in the middle of the bed while Sarah settled in. "Love you Mama."

"We love you too." Jareth and Sarah spoke in unison as they looked at each other and sighed as Rosalea was already falling asleep between them as the faced each other.


Well here is the first story. I hope I didn't make anyone to sad, I only ever pictured them with the two kids despite the epilogue. .

I hope you all enjoyed it.

They'll be variety a stories probably short and long. Some lemons most likely haha

Chapter 2 i believe will be about Anna and Francis!

Tina.