Author's note- Ok, so I really love the stories where Jareth has a daughter so I decided to write one of my own. So here it is. Enjoy!

Maura Smith screamed as another contraction crashed over her. She literally felt like she was going to die from the pain. It hurt so much and she was crying so hard that her sobbing made it hard to push. She really wished she had some pain medication. The worse part was that she didn't even have someone's hand to hold while she went through this ordeal. No family there to support her. No husband to let her squeeze the life out of his hand. No one…

The Greyhound bus had long since pulled over on the side of the highway and the driver had called 911. Luckily, a young doctor named Jack Rango, who had just gotten his medical license, was on the bus as well. He'd taken charge of the situation quickly, though Maura could tell he was scared out of his mind.

Now he was coaching her through this, telling her when to push and helping her breathe. A few elder ladies were fanning her face, trying to keep her cool. Even though it was night time and all the windows were down the bus was still stifling.

"Come on Maura. You're doing great," Jack encouraged her. "It's almost over. Now when the next contraction starts I want you to take a deep breath and push. Can you do that for me?"

Maura nodded. When the contraction started she had to bite back a scream so that she could push began. It hurt worse this time, and Maura began to wonder if she would be able to get through this. Every time a contraction faded she had to fight to stay conscious.

"Good, I can see the head," Jack said. "It's nearly over. Just a few more pushes."

Maura gritted her teeth and pushed again, praying this was almost over. Once it was she could put the kid up for adoption and go back home, if she even still had a home.

It had all started when Kevin, her boyfriend, began pushing her for more than just a goodnight kiss on the front porch. Since she was convinced that they were going to be together forever she decided to take their relationship to the next level. Afterwards she'd confessed to some of her deepest secrets, believing that Kevin was truly in love with her as she was with him. Unfortunately, the morning light came much too quickly and Maura was only met with empty sheets the next day.

She took the break up hard, and instead of doing the smart thing and handling it, she chose to turn to drinking. Then the rumors had started and it had only made things worse. Eventually her friends stepped up and helped her out, providing the very much needed shoulder to cry on and her father offered more than once to hunt Kevin down with his shotgun. Even her four-year old half-sister, Raine promised to make Kevin pay for her hurting her big sis.

Convinced she would be fine, Maura quit drinking and decided to put the whole incident behind her. Though fate seemed to have other plans. A week before her sixteenth birthday, Maura found out she was pregnant. Terrified of the consequences, she refused to tell her father or step-mother. She swore that she'd find a way to fix the problem so no one would know.

Over the next few months Maura did her best to hide her morning sickness and cravings. When her father or step-mother asked she just came up with an excuse. The only one she told was Raine. Of course Raine didn't really understand but she swore she wouldn't say a word. When Maura's clothes wouldn't cover her stomach, she hid it with a large hoodie or jacket. Eventually though, her parents found out.

There had been a huge fight between the three of them of epic proportions. Her parents were angry because she'd spent four months hiding the fact she was pregnant from them. They also pointed out that she was still in school and not able to care for a baby. They argued back and forth well into the night, all of them saying things they would regret later. Raine had tried to intercede, not understanding why everyone was yelling, and the adults had snapped at her, causing her to cry. That sparked a whole new argument between Maura and her parents and the fighting continued. Finally Maura could take it no longer and retreated to her room, locking herself in and everyone else out.

She knew word would get out and that people would talk. After dealing with the rumors that Kevin had started, she knew she couldn't handle it. Not to mention what would happen if her ex boyfriend found out. Sighing, Maura came to the decision that she had to get out before things got anymore out of hand.

Mind made up, Maura began packing her backpack with the essentials, along with a couple of knickknacks her mom had given her and some extra cash she had hidden away. When she was done she wrote a short note telling everyone goodbye and promising she would make things right. She said a silent goodbye to her childhood home, then hoisted her bag over her shoulder, and climbed out her window.

The next few months were tough, and Maura wished she could take back some of the things she'd been forced to do in order to survive, but she couldn't She had gotten depressed lots of times and had gone back to drinking. She'd tried a number of different drugs as well, and always regretted it later. She could escape for a little while but her demons would always be there waiting the next day. She quit eventually but she still craved the temporary release.

Now here she was, 16 years old on the backseat of a Greyhound bus giving birth on the side of the highway. Oddly enough, this was not how she pictured having her first child. Tears steamed down her face as she thought about the baby she was bringing into this world whom she had nothing to give. No job, no money, no house, not even a family. She wanted to be able to give this child whatever it wanted and wished she could take care of it, but it was impossible. She couldn't even take care of herself. She was just a kid herself, how was she supposed to raise one

Just then, the most painful, gut-wrenching contraction ever hit her, causing her to scream even louder. Maura could hear sirens in the distance getting closer, the red lights of the ambulance flashing in the night. She knew she couldn't hold on much longer, the pain was too much. Another contraction ebbed and the girl wept, praying for it to be over. She was in complete agony now. The contractions never seemed to end! Every time she was able to get in a breath it would start all over again. It curled from under her back, up around her swollen stomach, gleefully knocking her wind out and commanding her body to submit to the pain.

A huge wave of fear enveloped her. What if the baby was stuck? What if it hadn't made it and she had a miscarriage? What if her baby was dead? "Oh god, oh god please," Maura prayed silently. "Please let my baby be alright. Please God, let my baby live."

She wasn't sure why she cared, for the child had caused her so many problems and troubles. Yet there was this strange instinct in her to protect the baby she'd carried for over nine months. She couldn't live with herself with the child was dead because she knew she was the one who caused it.

All of sudden a loud cry pierced the air as a set of healthy lungs took their first breath of air. Maura looked and saw Jack wrapping a small pink, wrinkly thing in his jacket, wiping it's nose and mouth before holding it to his chest. He looked at her and smiled, holding the pink thing towards her. She held her arms out, a little reluctantly and took the babe. Automatically she held it to her chest, cradling it.

"Congratulations, it's a girl," he told her, wiping the sweat from his brow. It was then that for the first time she took in his appearance. He was medium height, with short auburn hair and soft green eyes. "I never thought that I'd have a patient before I ever started my practice." He laughed then, a mixture of awe and relief.

Maura stared down at her daughter. She was beautiful. She had a full head of blonde hair. It didn't make sense to her because Kevin had been a redhead and she herself was a brunette. There were odd markings around her eyes and her eyebrows were slightly arched. When the babe opened her eyes, they were narrowed, calculating. Orbs of mismatched blue greeted the her mother. Maura was mesmerized by the odd sight and felt slight tugs at her memory. She swore she'd seen eyes like that before, but she had no idea where.

Suddenly there were paramedics everywhere, helping her from the bus, getting her and her daughter into the ambulance. Thankfully Jack rode with them, so she didn't feel so alone. She barely registered it when they reached the hospital, or being examined and cleaned up. She was so caught in the lovely eyes of her daughter. Eventually when all the hustle and bustle were over, she was set up in her room and Jack had left with promises he'd visit tomorrow, Maura finally broke through her shock of just having a baby.

She was a mom. A mom! What was she supposed to do? As soon as she'd laid eyes on her baby she'd known she couldn't give her up as originally planned. She also knew that without any money she couldn't raise her either. Maura was terrified that a social worker would come and try to take her daughter away and she didn't want that.

"I don't know what to do baby," Maura crooned to her daughter who was fast asleep. "I don't have anything to provide you. All I have is love, that's all I can give you right now. I love you, you know that. I didn't do my best when I was pregnant with you, but I will now. I promise."

Maura knew she was at odds in her situation and she had no idea what would happen, but she knew she was going to do her best to take care of her daughter. She would love her and be there the way only a mother could be. The way Maura's own mother had been there for her.

Maura looked out the window to see the sun just coming up over the horizon. Her mother always told her that no matter what you should never give in or give up.

"Never lose your fight just because you can't see the light at the end of the tunnel," Rachel Smith would say. " The sun is going to come up eventually so don't give up, because every day is a new day. It's a new day of hope."

A day of hope. Maura looked down at her slumbering child. As terrified as she was, somehow she knew everything would be ok. She knew because she had hope. She had another day of hope.

Adaea Hope.

The new mother smiled. The name fit her baby perfectly. With a peaceful smile she fell asleep, the weight of the world off her shoulders, her brand new world tucked safely in her arms.

Author's note- Please review. I have a bet with the Goblin King and I really don't want to lose.

Scuzzle bug- You made a bet with Jareth? Girl you are insane! Didn't you learn your lesson after the last time? Need I remind you of the little inccident you had with the Bog?

Me- Shut up Scuzzle bug, no one needs to know about that.

Scuzzle bug- Well, Angel here made a bet with Jareth that she could...*Scuzzle bug is knocked unconcious with a frying pan*

Me-Review people!