(AN: the baby who played Toby was two so that's what we're going with. Everything list Sarah as a teenager so I'm saying she's fifteen during the events of the Labyrinth (In 1986) (That means Toby would have been born in 1984)….ENJOY!)
Our dear goblin king truly was in love. He knew the moment after he left Sarah's window that fateful night, as she partied with her friends from his world, he did love her. She was an amazing girl, not just because of her solving his labyrinth, but because of her kindness, and determination, and everything about her was just truly amazing, but she still was a little girl. So he waited for her, he protected her, and he loved her. For six years he watched her, careful not to be noticed. He watched her on her tenth grade field trip to the zoo and protected her when that idiot in his black mustang ran the red light;
They had been crossing the street to get back to the parking lot where the bus was, Sarah was dead last trailing behind in thought. He as always was next to her.
"Sarah!" the teacher had shrieked. He grabbed her wrist, attempting to pull her to safety and causing her to fall onto the sidewalk.
"Sar-bear!" The twerp who was after his queen had yelled, running to Sarah, the goblin king sneered at the nickname. He was crouched next to her, and the boy almost dropped onto him. "Thank god you tripped! That ass almost hit you." He had been there in entity not physically, he didn't want her to see him, he didn't want her to be scared.
"I-I didn't trip, someone….." She was looking around.
"Sar-Bear?" twerp grabbed her hand, she winced, he had accidentally sprained her wrist when he caused her to fall. He wanted to rip her away from the twerp, but she moved her hand away on her own looking at the stupid boy as if he had grown two more heads.
"...grabbed my arm they yanked me out of the way." She said. The twerp shook his head, she frowned. Everyone stared at her in shock. She was examining wrist where he had grabbed her pulling her out of the way.
"I just got off the phone with your parents, they're coming to pick you up, they want to take you to the hospital, just to get you looked at." The teacher came up from the pay phone. Sarah started crying, realization of what almost just happened dawning, and it took all of his power not to hold her to him.
He was there on her sixteenth birthday;
It was 'far too hot', a blazing 80 degrees, and 'what about poor Toby what if he gets a sunburn.' So her father's promise to take her to the water park was nall-and-void. Instead Sarah's father and stepmother ran off on the claim that they were going to the store for her cake. That was at seven o'clock, it was currently 9:55. Last time the goblin king had checked it didn't take almost three hours to pick up a cake. He was currently sitting in her room with a three year old Toby who was being rather fussy tonight. Therefore she willingly made her day about him and was currently putting on a rather brilliant puppet show considering that the only stage she had was the foot board of the bed and a lamb toy as a puppet. He played with Toby, poking his side gently and tickling him, he really did like this little boy. When the show finished he helped Toby clap, careful not to hurt the sweet little baby. Sarah bowed then walked around to the side of the bed and plopped down on it, laying back, next to him. Toby crawled out of his lap and laid next to his older sister.
"I love you." Sarah whispered, stroking Toby's hair, "I hope they never have another child so they'll never become stale of you as the have of me. May Daddy's bits stop working if they ever try." The goblin king smirk.
'Well that's going to put a damper on this evenings activities but you're wish is my command, precious.' with a snap of his fingers it was so, Robert Williams would never produce another heir from his loins.
He was there again a few days after her seventeenth birthday;
As voices were raised and plates were thrown; Sarah, Toby, and himself hid in a fort made out of Sarah's bed, an extra set of bed sheets, and the vanity chair. In one hand Sarah held a flashlight in the other a book called 'Peter Pan' reading to Toby as the storm raged on downstairs, her voice raising as the commotion downstairs did the same, Toby was in his lap. The boy had a wisp of magic in him and could in fact see the entity of the goblin king, but the boy and him had an agreement, Jareth was only here to protect Toby and Sarah, and he was Toby's little secret because Sarah would be scared.
"So you're our guardian angel?" Toby has asked him earlier in the day.
"Until my last breath." He had told the boy. So there he sat next to a newly seventeen year old Sarah with four year old Toby in his lap. Toby soon was asleep and Sarah drifted off shortly after. He threw an arm around her hugging her to him briefly, Toby curled against his chest, he crossed his arm over him too. They were his to protect. There was a stirring in the air, 'Damn' he let go of his queen and her baby brother to go tend to whomever wished a child away. By the time he got back thirteen hours later Sarah stood outside, crying with Toby in her arms, the little boy was bawling and when he saw the goblin king he desperately reached for him. That's how Sarah first discovered about Toby's "Imaginary friend". She set Toby down and he wrapped his arms around his legs holding on to the goblin king. Toby let go as the he crouched to hold him. The flashing red and blue lights casted an odd glow on his queen as she cried silently. He stood then and with a wave of his hand was there physically, with shorter hair and mortal clothes. He picked Toby up and stood next to Sarah. Not that she noticed the not-so-villainy-villain of her childhood was touching her shoulder to shoulder. She was to lost in herself, carefully planning.
He was there as Sarah ran away;
Custody of Toby had been given over to his grandmother after a nasty fight between Sarah's father and stepmother had ended in Sarah's father's death and stepmother's boyfriend's twenty years to life sentence on murder charges and the stepmother's twenty to life sentence on assisting a murder. Toby's grandmother, truly a sweet old lady, wasn't allowed to take Sarah in as well due to the woman's age. The seventy-eight year old lady told Sarah that she was sorry and once she had turned eighteen and was out of state custody she could come visit Toby in Arkansas all she wanted. Sarah nodded tears in her eyes as Toby began sniffling.
"Can I have one last hug?" Toby asked the caseworker pointing to his sister, they had been spending one last day together and it was now eight o'clock at night.
"Of course Toby!" The caseworker said shocked, "You and Sarah aren't in trouble. You two are the victims of this horrible event. I'm sorry things have to be this way and you two must be separated, I really have tried to change the state's decision." The caseworker teared up as well as the small four year old said,
"I know! I understand." he ran to his older sister, she crouched to hug him. The thing was Sarah didn't plan to go into state custody, this was the last hug she would be giving her brother for a while, her brother knew it because Toby knew the plan and swore to tell no one, as did his grandmother, the old woman wasn't to pleased with it but given the fact that Sarah was only eight months away from being eighteen decided that it was for the best, it was no secret that being in state care was completely awful, especially for children older than ten. Toby's only role was to distract the caseworker by running off and climbing the oak tree in the neighbor's yard and refusing to come down. Sarah had been saving up money by working odd jobs, packing lunch for school while still convincing her father that she needed lunch money, and a few midnight wallet raids. Her father was a successful lawyer and never noticed. Oh and the child support that her mother sent that she had convinced the bank representative to send to her savings account and tell her father that it was the way the state had set it up! She had made almost two thousand dollars since Toby was first born in 1984 it was currently 1988. His queen was a rather tricky little minx. It was also sad that she had been planning to run away for so long.
"May I go get something special from my room?" Sarah asked politely when it was time to go.
"Of course go ahead sweetie." The caseworker said, dabbing at her eyes with tissues. Sarah was at her door, carefully avoiding looking in her father's and Karen's room which was filled with blood splatter and blocked off with police tape, when Toby yelled (in a perfect fifteen year old Sarah impression)
"It's not fa-ir!" the front door slammed and Sarah quickly ran in and snatched a bag up off her bed and headed out the window and down the ivy. It would be a total of ten hours before they could coax Toby down and twelve hours before they realized she was gone from town and put out the amber alert. By that time she had already hitched a ride to the airport and convinced an elderly couple that she had missed her flight with her aunt and uncle to their home in England where she would be staying until school began again, the worst part being that her passport was in her luggage on the plane and neither her aunt nor uncle would know she wasn't on the plane because her parents had bought her a first class ticket. Upon hearing her plight the elderly couple bought her a ticket on the next flight, they refused to let her pay for it, it was a coach ticket of course, she was in England by one AM on a Monday.. She enrolled in public high school school there and finished her senior year, made many friends and only spent a total of three months sleeping in the park. She only had to use her money to buy small things like shampoo and conditioner (and food during those three months, alone in the park), but her mother's child support did more the just replenish the money. Her week schedule after that went: Sabrina's on Mondays, Carol's on Tuesdays, (ironically) Wendy's on Wednesdays, Sara Smith's on Thursdays through Sundays. Her friends all assumed that her parents worked often and no one asked many questions. That is until a month before her eighteenth birthday in which she bought a ticket back to the states. She came highly recommended and even had a full ride scholarship for a very expensive four year private school in Rome, Georgia, now that she was eighteen almost nineteen state couldn't touch her. She was enrolled at Berry College at the start of the school year. All she had to pay for was books. Our dear goblin king was extremely proud of his queen.