Disclaimer: I do NOT own 'Labyrinth' if I did a lot more things would have happened between Jareth and Sara XD
Summery: Sarah has fallen gravely ill and is ordered by Jareth to wish herself to the underground, but things are not always what they seem in this place, a great evil has taken root with in the labyrinth and Sarah and Jareth's link with this strange and marvelous land is about to be strained, as well as their link to each other.
The Illness
He sank deep into silken sheets, the cream color such a contrast to Midnight blue velvet of the blanket that now rested on his pale frame.
"Good night highness." A voice said from the door, a newer goblin; she had been a little girl once, her elder brother had wished her away but had failed the labyrinth. He had collapsed in tears when the goblin king had appeared saying the boy's time was up. Jareth raised a hand the fingers curled and he sighed, letting it drop with a soft thump on the bed spread. She was in his thoughts again, she never seemed to leave them. After she had beaten him he had become ruthless, cheating and tearing people to pieces when they challenged him.
His eyes drifted closed, he couldn't keep thinking of her like this, not that it mattered. As soon as his consciousness left him, she would be back.
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They spun around him, laughing like the foolish group of humans he had made them into for her dream, but this was no longer her dream was it? It was his dream.
She stood there looking around; no longer was she fearful, her gaze was waiting, waiting to feel him, to see him, to hear his song.
He smirked making his first appearance, three females fawning over his imposing form the glittering jacket, the streaks in his hair, the make up, all of it was the same, none of it ever changed, except for her. No longer did she try to escape him, no, now she played his game.
Her eyes met his for a split second, the feeling of connection, the jump in his chest as she tried to hold the gaze despite the people milling around her.
'She fights to see me...' he thought vanishing from her site and sweeping along to another area of the ball room his eyes never leaving her. She looked around a lost and hopeless look on her face, he faltered. She wasn't playing, she needed to speak with him, and he could see it now.
Quickly, faster then before he vanished and was by her side, his hand settling on her waist his other hand taking hers and holding it carefully.
"Jareth..." she muttered his name, She was older, five years had passed since she had beaten him, she had filled out as a woman, no longer was she a scraggly bean pole of a girl, she curved beautifully, and though she was still some what small in areas He cared not. It was not her body that attracted him so, though it did get his attention from time to time.
"Sarah what's wrong?" he asked softly as they swept across the dance floor She was shaking slightly, was it fear? Certainly she wasn't cold; this dream would not allow such a silly thing as coldness or warmth.
"I'm scared..." she said, the King frowned she wasn't speaking low for romance reasons she sounded weak, he pulled away a little and really looked at her, taking in every detail, the make up skillfully hid washed out features, her hair didn't glisten on its own like before she was thinner, now that he was closer, her cheeks were slightly sunken in.
"You look ill, when is the last time you have eaten anything?" he asked sweeping her across the dance floor holding her carefully,
"I have not eaten in days, I can't stomach anything, I am afraid because... my body is in the hospital now, I fell ill... they said I am really sick." She whispered He stopped dancing,
"Sick, but you have been fine these last dreams how can you be sick?" Sarah smiled
"I was admitted into the hospital today, I've been ill for a while, I just hid it from you." She said softly she was too weak to speak any louder then a whisper he could see that now
"Why would you hide such a thing from me, you silly girl, you'll get better." He said firmly she smiled and shook her head
"They don't know what's wrong, it's something they have never seen before, and it's as if my body is, falling apart... Jareth?" He had frozen, his mismatched eyes staring at her in fear
"Your ears." He said softly gently grabbing her chin he turned her head and brushed away well placed locks of hair, meant to hide what he dreaded seeing. The edges of her ears were a dark purple color, soon they would turn black and it would envelope her body till her internal organs failed, it would be slow, painful.
"Sarah When you awaken you must wish your self to me right away!" he said she shook her head
"I don't know if I can, I can hardly speak at all in that world." She said he grabbed her shoulders lightly
"You don't have to say it out loud, feel the wish with your whole being, Sarah I will not let you die." He said She smiled lightly settling a little in his arms closing her arms
"Those words mean so much to me..." she muttered he held her gently; He would not let her die
"Wake up Sarah, wish with everything you have! I'll come for you but only if you wish for me to." He said as the ballroom slowly crumbled around them
"I'll try." She muttered softly as she slowly vanished
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The Goblin King woke with a start
"Sarah..." He tossed of the covers a wave of a hand and he was dressed in a white poets shirt, a beaded jacket, and gray pants his boots clicked as he walked rapidly across the room and threw his door open, scattering many goblins as he strode down the hall.
"I... I wish..." His hand flew to his forehead; he could hear her speaking in his mind, the gift only she possessed to affect him so.
"Say it Sara, really feel it." He said as pain pooled within him, the magic she had fighting his own
"I wish... I wish the Goblin king..." She could barley speak, he could feel the weakness in her he could feel her shaking. He could see her in his minds eye, tucked carefully in the harsh white sheets of a hospital bed her eyes closed tightly; she was in so much pain. One arm rested over the covers an IV dripping medication into her blood stream.
"Finish the wish, I can't help you, go near you unless you wish it of me." He said almost yelling
"I... I wish the goblin king would come and take me away!" He was there in a heartbeat the IV taken from her arm and clattering to the floor as a commotion sounded outside her curtain
"She yelled something!"
"Get the doctor!" He could hear people approaching, gathering the frail woman into his arms the curtain was pulled back and the nurses were faced with an empty bed, and a HUGE problem.
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Sarah stirred a groan escaping her a cold hand touched her forehead
"Sleep now Sarah we're here." She knew that voice, it was worried
"H-Hoggle? What are you doing in the hospital?" she asked her eyes not strong enough to open she herd an uncomfortable shifting
"Sarah you're in the underground, you wished your self here, you don't remember?" he asked
"No... I remember... I remember dreaming again, that beautiful dancing dream..." she muttered
"Well Milady Sarah it seems you have fallen ill." She smiled weakly
"Hello Didymus..." She said there was a slight pause
"What's wrong?"
"Milady Sarah you are unwell, you rest and we will be back when you have gotten a little stronger." Sarah gave her best sigh considering her weak state
"Oh all right I'll rest... only because you insisted." She said she herd a soft chuckle and assumed it was Hoggle
"We'll be goin' now Sarah. Jus' wanted to see how you were." Yah that was Hoggle he sounded more like he would take a swim in the bog of eternal stench then leave, that meant someone was there making them leave
"Some imposing king with blond hair a mismatched eyes?" she inquired, that chuckle again, this time she knew for a fact it wasn't Hoggle
"Imposing? Am I really?" Just as all of them were about to say 'yes' he held up a hand
"Don't! Answer that..." he said quickly a weak laugh and they all turned to see Sarah with a wide smile and attempting to laugh
"Yes, that's him... this must be a dream, either that or I'm dead and this is some cruel hell." She said weakly Hoggle looked down at his weak friend, his first friend he wasn't about to let her get any more sick then she already was as they walked away from the bed he actually glared at Jareth
"If she die's you'll find me and mountain trolls have somethin' in common." He said Jareth found himself more then a little taken aback by this strange display of courage that had been blossoming in Hoggle ever since he had befriended this infuriatingly lovely woman.
"She won't die; you should know better then the others that I will not allow it." Jareth muttered as the dwarf walked away. He glanced at the woman, she looked so frail, she was certainly looking much worse then she had in the dream. Walking over to her he sat on the edge of the bed
"Why did you try to hide it from me?" he asked something brushed his hand and he looked down to see long pale fingers resting on his gloved ones
"Because I didn't think it was going to get this bad, I didn't even know what it was, or is" she said turning her head, even though her eyes weren't open he understood the meaning, she was feeling foolish that she hadn't told him she was ill
"It's an illness from our world, it's from the under ground." Jareth said evenly, how could he explain to her that the dreams they had been sharing may very well be the reason she was so ill
"I assumed as much." He looked at her questioningly it went unseen but she did go on
"The doctors have no idea what it is, it matches nothing from the records and simple they way it's working seems like something from a sad fairy tale." She said
"Yours will not be sad; we'll find a way to cure it I promise you." She smiled
"How? Do you even know what it is?" she asked
"Yes, this illness means that your magic and life force are being sucked from your very body." He said