Summary: After returning from the Goblin Kingdom, Sarah can't get back to her old life. Sarah finds help in the most unlikely person.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not even Mr. Johnson. He's from a song.

Help Is On The Way

Sarah Williams sat in her third period, barely managing to stay focused on the teacher at the front of her classroom. Every class since her return from the Labyrinth had been like this, even her drama class. In fact, every aspect of her life had been dulled by her journey through the Labyrinth. It was almost too much for Sarah to bear.

Many nights, she just lay in bed, watching her window for any sign of a white owl. The girl couldn't sleep. She couldn't focus on anything. If she didn't start eating soon, her parents were going to send her to therapy. Once again, she just couldn't.

Too many times, Sarah would catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and wouldn't be able to stop herself from thinking, "This isn't me. This is where I belong."

Too many times, she would fake being sick to avoid her friends. Too many times, she would go to school to avoid her family. Too many times…

"Too many times," Sarah thought to herself, "you let your mind wander when you've got work to do. You start thinking about what you could have had, but at what price? Maybe Toby growing up in the Goblin Kingdom wouldn't be such a bad thing. Maybe he would have been happier there. Maybe…"

"Sarah?" The girl looked up to see her entire class staring at her, and her teacher looking concerned. "What's the Goblin Kingdom?"

"Something from a play I'm writing," Sarah lied. "Sorry, Mr. Johnson."

"Stay after class please," Mr. Johnson responded. "I'd like to have a word with you." Having said this, the teacher turned around to continue his lecture on photosynthesis, while Sarah tried hard to keep focused, yet again.

"Sarah," the Biology teacher said once he and the girl were alone, "I'm worried about you. You've become…different, somehow. You used to be one of my best students, and now you're failing my class. Is something wrong? Family problems?"

"Not really family problems," Sarah responded in the confused way she'd become used to. "You won't believe me if I told you."

"You'll never know unless you try." Mr. Johnson said, sitting down in the desk next to Sarah.

"That's just it," Sarah said, again confused. "I did try. I tried and I beat him, and got Toby back, so why can't I think about anything about him?"

"Oh," Mr. Johnson replied, his voice a little more subdued. "I think I know what this is about."

"No," Sarah said. "How could you? You're a man of science, and what I'm talking about is…fantasy."

"Is it?" The older man said. "Is love really just a fantasy? I knew that, in time, you would see that Jareth is the one for you. There's no denying it. I once heard love described as 'that can't eat, can't sleep, reach for the stars, over the fence kind of feeling,' and, my dear, I'm afraid that describes you."

"I suppose your right. But what can I…" Sarah blinked and shook her head. "What did you say?"

"I said that you're in love," the Biology teacher responded.

"Not that," Sarah said, eyes growing wider. "You said Jareth."