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"Love me…Fear Me….and Do as I say and I will be your slave….."

Sarah tossed and turned in her bed as she listened to those haunting words repeat in her head over and over. It had been three years since Sarah had run through the Labyrinth to retrieve Toby and try as she might she couldn't get rid of those words from her mind. She sighed as she sat herself up in her bed and rested her back against the headboard. Pulling her legs up to her chest and frowned, "Come on! Why won't it go away?" Sarah groaned pitifully as she rested her head on her knees.

"Love Me…"

Sarah bit her lip slightly as the voice whispered once again. The image of the voice's owner came to mind as she shook her head in hopes that it would go away. But just like the past three years it was fruitless. The voice continued to speak its haunting words. She got out of bed and stretched out her limbs. Her white pajama top ended just above her knee as she got out of her bed. Sarah walked over to her mirror and just stared at her reflection for bit. The memories of the labyrinth flowed slowly through her mind. She remembered the countless conversations that she had with Hoggle, Sir Didymus, and sometimes even Ludo which gave her a small smile. The visits with her friends had become less frequent as time passed by, but she had been busy with the reality of life such as school and her family which she didn't take for granted anymore.

"Fear Me…."

The voice grew slightly louder as the owner of that voice flashed through her mind. Through the three years the Goblin King had never graced her mirror like her friends. He didn't even appear outside her window as the owl like he first did. "I mean why would he visit me…" Sarah muttered as she recalled how much pain was held in his eyes as she rejected him.

"I'll be your Slave…"

"What does that even mean?!" Sarah groaned as she rubbed her eyes in frustrations. Three years of hearing this voice teasing her and promising things that she didn't know if she wanted kept. Sarah couldn't figure it out what that last part meant to the Goblin King. She was only fifteen when these words were spoken to her and she couldn't figure out if these were sincere or just another trick. Sarah sighed angrily as she let herself think about the man that had stayed in her mind. The tall, lithe, well-toned man that oozed sexuality and dangerous promises, his messy dirty blond hair that framed his handsome face, those cruel eyes that seemed to see right through her, and that taunting smile.

She could recall every detail about the man, "Well I suppose that would be Fey?" Sarah mused as she pulled herself out of her thoughts. "But really what does he mean slave?" She frowned as she tried to figure out the meaning of the words that were spoken to her. Sarah tried to figure out its meaning ever since she last saw Jareth, but she couldn't figure out if the offer was sincere or not. Even if it was sincere what would she even do with a slave? The brunette ran her hand through her hair as she thought more and more about it which leads her thought to more perverse thoughts. Her cheeks were starting to turn red as it got more and more….mature.

Sarah closed her green eyes and sat back down on her bed with her head in her hands. "I just….I just wish I knew what he meant by slave?" She sighed and laid down on the bed.

"Well precious…." The velvety voice chuckled softly. Sarah sat straight back up in her bed and looked around. Her eyes landed on her mirror and saw the man that plagued her thoughts looking in with a small smirk on his face. "What lovely sleepwear you have precious." Jareth complimented as he looked her up and down. Licking his lips as he was able to let his eyes wonder up her legs till the shirt stopped his path sadly enough.

Sarah blushed darkly and pulled her bed blanket over her legs to find some security from those eyes. "What are you doing here?" She asked, Sarah tried to sound confident but it was hard to do when kicking yourself for not wearing more to bed.

"My dear you called me." Jareth replied smoothly as he stepped through the mirror and looked through the room. He had only been able to visit once before, but never got to look around. He was a little surprised that the room seemed to belong to a mature woman and not to the young girl that had once graced his realm before with dolls and fairy tales. "You wished for me remember?" Jareth turned towards the bed and placed his hands on his waist.

Sarah swallowed nervously and nodded her head as she did say the magic word stupidly. "So what makes you call me after all of these years little one?" Jareth mused as he took a few steps towards Sarah. "I…I didn't mean to….Have you been doing anything weird like messing with my head?" Sarah questioned as she stood up from the bed letting the blanket fall. She needed her answers and hopefully she could get them.

"Hahaha little one, I wouldn't have been able to my dear." Jareth laughed lowly and shook his head. "Remember? I have no power over you…" He rolled his eyes as he stated those hated words. "I wouldn't have been allowed to dear what said is said. But what has been going on?"

"Nothing!" Sarah replied quickly as she waved the thoughts away. Jareth grinned at the response before walking closer to circle around the girl. His eyes looking over her legs that were now again exposed. "So what need do you have me my dear? You said wish did you not?"

Sarah crossed her arms over her chest before biting her lip softly, "What did you mean by slave?" The words came out quickly as she looked him in the eye. Jareth looked back with surprise, "Just as I said."

"What does it mean though?" Sarah reiterated before walking slowly away from the Goblin King with a sigh. "I don't understand what you meant and it's been bugging me since."

"You don't understand? Back then you didn't understand my intentions." Jareth spoke with a soft voice as if trying to understand himself. He saw that Sarah just shook her head confirming what he just said.

"As I said little one…..If you had accepted then I would be your slave….I would bend to your will…do as you say Sarah. You'd be my Queen. All you would have to do is bend to my will when it comes to royal matters, but then I yours to do with as you please. A king as your slave." Jareth tried to explain to Sarah to the best of his abilities, but it would be easier to show his Precious. He groaned as he saw the confusion on her face after he spoke.

"What does that even mean Jareth? I don't understand." Sarah threw her hands up in the air as her frustrations grew.

Jareth growled at his own frustrations as he realized where things went wrong when he originally offered himself. The girl was young and of course his nature had to be cryptic. The mighty king raised a brow before he slowly and surely kneeled down to his knees and bowed his head to the side. "I could show you little one, but I only need you to do one thing." Jareth said smoothly with a smile.

"What?" Sarah asked as her eyes widened at the sight of seeing such a mighty being kneeled in front of her. It was a sight that she never thought she would ever see in her life especially with how frightening he was when she visited the labyrinth the first time. But a shiver ran down her back as a foreign built inside of her. One she rarely felt in his teenage life and now Sarah tried to ignore it.

"Say your right words Precious and…Command Me…."