The Carl Cadbury Show
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"Mom! I've called the Carl Cadbury show and we are both going there tomorrow to work out this matter once and for all! You have to be at the television studio by nine tomorrow morning! Bye!"
There was a click on the other end of the phone line when her daughter hung up the phone. Sarah removed the receiver from her ear and stared at it in disbelief for a while.
The Carl Cadbury show was a television program where estranged family members and friends worked out their issues in front of the entire nation... sometimes even resulting in fights and rude name calling, all the makings for excellent daytime TV but not so wonderful if you had any sense of self decency or privacy.
This was the first time Sarah had heard from her daughter in almost a year. She'd stormed out on her 18th birthday after Sarah once again had refused to tell her who her biological father was.
At 18 she was of course old enough to know and if her situations were any different Sarah would agree… but this case, this matter, this problem… was different.
Her daughter Elizabeth was also the daughter of a mystical creature, Jareth the Goblin King.
It had happened 20 years ago… ironically, on her own 18th birthday. She'd dreamt of the Labyrinth again, something that happened frequently after her visit and still happened on a rare occasion if she felt alone or sad. The dreams always comforted her and the beauty of the Labyrinth was something she'd wanted to keep with her forever.
But on her 18th birthday she'd wished for more, she'd wished for an experience like none other, something that would unite her with the Labyrinth forever, a night with its ruler and creator.
At first she'd believed it to be just another dream but after a few weeks she'd found herself pregnant.
After that she'd ended her daydreams of the Labyrinth and joined the real world as her father had called it when she had told him and her stepmother the news.
And ever since then she'd focused on nothing other than giving her daughter the best life she possibly could, away from dangers untold and hardships unnumbered.
Her daughter was every bit as beautiful as the place her blood originated from. And it almost felt like she had control over everything that went on in her life, things just magically fell into place around her.
But one thing had always bothered her and it had broken Sarah's heart from the moment she'd made the decision to keep her origins a secret from her. She desperately wanted to know her father.
She'd told her own father it had been a boy who moved out of town shortly before she'd fallen pregnant and that she didn't want anything to do with him anymore. Since he had been untraceable her father hadn't questioned her, but she had always struggled with what to tell her daughter.
Her father was a great and powerful man and she couldn't bring herself to make up a story about some unfaithful or mistreating monster that had left them both… that wasn't the case and it had made her daughter all the more curious.
The questions had started when she was old enough to understand that all of her playground friends had fathers and they'd gotten more persistent through the years until she'd set her the ultimatum off telling her, as a full grown and legal adult, the truth or she'd walk out and not return until she did.
And as Sarah still hadn't been ready or willing to tell her the truth that's exactly what she did.
In the time that had passed since, Sarah had gotten news through some friends that she'd been trying to track down her father on her own through the local hall off records and her own father had called her to tell her she'd been around to ask him what he knew.
This was obviously her last resort… to put her on the spot on television to get her to talk.
As Sarah went to sleep that night she wished she would dream of anything other than the labyrinth.
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A/N: Yay! I'm writing again! I haven't forgotten my other stories, I promise! Thank you everyone who's read and left reviews, it means more to me than you know!