He marched around his cold castle deep in thought. She walked around her empty room glad to be home. It's funny how her simple phrase was enough to break their bond. Of course he wanted her to stay, no harm was meant by him doing what she wanted. She asked him to, he merely obliged. He knew she didn't mean it but he wanted to show what he would do for her. Anything. She wanted a simple task "Take this child far away from me" and he did. His boots made soft taps on the stone floor as he paced, her feet made soft thuds on the carpet as she took in her room.
She broke him as she knew she had to. Of course he was beautiful, long blonde hair, the nicest blue eyes; like oceans as deep as the sea. She never meant to be ungrateful, but it was her brother on the line! Her bed made the softest of creaks as she sat on it, the force of what she had done sinking in. He was...well he was sweet, caring, and just trying to teach her a lesson, and she knew that. If only she could go back, run into his arms and declare herself at home. With him she was home. She curled into a ball and softly sobbed.
He was watching her still, taking in her beautifully long dark hair, her small form. If only she knew how strong his love was. How strong it will always be. This wasn't a fairytale though. Not to either of them.
Toby snored softly in his small crib, his tiny hands clutching onto his blanket. Completely unaware of what he'd almost become, what had almost happened. He was safe and that's what mattered. Who knew if he'd ever remember.
"Jareth," Sarah whipered softly, "I need you..." If only he knew.
Jareth suddenly stopped. She NEEDED him. Just like that he was spirialing back into their love story. He raced toward the path to her world, then just as suddenly stopped. He didn't want this. She was ungrateful, she was spoiled! She wanted the whole world on a string and he wasn't prepared to give such lavish gifts. He was just as selfish. Always just as selfish. He wanted a million goblins all to himself, the castle, his labyrinth, and more than anything, her. If only they could see it. How much they were meant to be.
Sarah wiped off her eyes and sat straight. She couldn't bare it if her parents came in and saw her crying. They'd ask what's wrong and how does a 15 year old explain that this? She remembered his touch, his scent, his very existence. It held her to the earth with amazing power. At fifteen she'd found her destiny. She breathed his name.
And at the same time they whispered "I love you..."
She thought of their dance together, his soft hands holding her against his body. The way her small hand fit in his, his fingers wrapped around her hand. Twirling softly around the ballroom, eyes only for each other. She wished she could feel that again.
He had to see her, know she's real. He still felt the fabric of her dress, remembered the smell of her. She was perfect. She was supposed to be all his, Were it possible, Jareth would grab every star in the sky and give them to her. He'd give her the whole world. There was nothing she couldn't have. If only she knew that! If only she had realized he had done it for her.
She desperately wished she was standing in the stone maze again, looking into his blue eyes and knowing that she was safe and comfortable. She closed her eyes and could almost feel the soft wind in her hair, almost smell the moss covered bricks. When her eyes opened, she saw it. She was there...but how?
Something was different, he could feel the change. His pacing stopped and he listened. Someone was in his labyrinth that he hadn't put there...but how?