A/N: This story was on here before. I'm re-posting it. Hope you like it.

A Revelation

Ten years had passed since she had been to the Underground and a day did not go by that he didn't think of her. She had beaten him, deceived him, refused him and he could not get her out of his mind. Her face haunted his dreams – every hour of every day. He was obsessed with her, and yet, she did not want him. This little fact drove him mad with zeal – he always got what he wanted, not matter what. And yet he could not have her.

His kingdom had fallen into disrepair; his days spent moping about the castle in a constant depressed state, hating himself for losing her. She had been his everything; he had given her his heart. And she broke it in half with those six little words:

You have no power over me.

Looking around him, he realized how disappointing his life had become. He no longer visited the Labyrinth, afraid some little rock or bush might remind him of her. The goblins no longer listened to him; their days were spent drinking and chasing the local livestock. For some reason they were particularly fond of chickens. They paid no attention to their king; he had become a miserable, sad excuse of a man and they had better things to do then watch him sulk around waiting for his only love to return.

Jareth looked around him; he had let himself go. His hair was as wild as ever, his clothes in shambles. Some even said his eyes had lost their color. And it was all because of her. His Sarah. She was the reason he had become a blundering idiot, and he hated her for it, finding it hard to believe a mortal woman could make a king, the Goblin King no less, let himself go.

He had not seen her in years, finding the crystal images too much to bear. Each time he had seen her, she had been with a friend, laughing and smiling as if nothing had ever happened. As if she had forgotten him completely. He had visited her in his owl form before, sitting on her window sill, watching her in her room, observing her regular activities. But then she got older, moved out on her own. She went to college, moved to a big city, made even more friends and it seemed like she had forgotten him completely. But he could never forget her. Never.

Sitting in his throne, he looked around him, observing his surroundings. Garbage was everywhere. Mugs, plates, and any other sort of dish one could eat and drink from were scattered about on the floor. As he looked about him, he could feel something from outside, a bit of magic coming from somewhere. He sat up, placing both feet on the floor and looking alert. No one had come to the castle in years, afraid of what they might see. But he could tell this magic was important -- almost regal.

He stood from his throne, just in time to see a man appear out of thin air in front of him. Jareth stepped back; he had not expected this. The man was tall and thin, but also muscular, with a wide frame. His hair was a deep rich brown that fell in waves to his shoulders and he wore the clothes of a noble. His green eyes sparkled as if they had been enchanted by magic and he held his head high and strong. He looked to Jareth, who had sat down on his throne, thoroughly surprised by his visitor.

"And pray tell, Edmond, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

The man smiled at him, his mouth wide, showing his exquisitely straight and snow white teeth.

"My, Jareth, your presence is the only request I have for this meeting."

Edmond waved his hand, a chair appearing beside him. He sat down, never once taking his sight off of Jareth. The two men sat in silence for a few moments, just looking at each other. Jareth was the first to speak.

"Edmond, I see that you plan on staying until I hear what you have to say. So I suggest that we get this over with. Why are you here?"

"Well Jareth, as you know, it is my responsibility as mediator to the High Council's proceedings to deliver their rulings to those who were under discussion. You, Jareth, King of the Goblins, were their last ruling."

Jareth looked at him, eyeing him suspiciously. The High Council had control over all the lands, including the rulers of each particular land, and their rulings were not to be taken lightly.

"Well, what have I been put upon the block for?"

Edmond reached into the pocket of his coat and pulled out a rolled up scroll wrapped in a red ribbon. He got up and walked to Jareth, handing him the ruling, then returned to his seat. He closed his mouth, waiting for Jareth to read the decision. Pulling the ribbon away, he unrolled the parchment, glancing over the words. His eyes widened as he read the paper before him.

"You have got to be kidding me! They cannot do this to me!"

He looked at Edmond, his face hot with anger. Edmond shrugged his shoulders.

"It was their decision, Jareth. You have been locked up within this castle for almost 10 years and have let your kingdom go to shambles. You are no longer the king you originally were, and the High Council has decided that, in order to return you to your rightful position as King of the Goblins and keeper of the Labyrinth, you are to travel above ground, without your magic, and win the heart of the mortal woman Sarah Williams. Only after you have completed this task will you be resigned to your duty as King and your powers will be returned to you one hundred percent."

Jareth looked at him as if he wanted to kill him. How could they do this to him? He had never wanted to fall in love with Sarah. It just happened. He had always assumed he would never love, seeing how women were always appalled by him. The only way he could ever get a woman was by getting her into bed, and each time that happened they were gone before the sun had graced the sky. He was known for his skills on how to make a woman scream with delight, but even that could not bring him the companionship he had always longed for but never received. He looked at Edmond.

"You mean to tell me that I have to go above ground, find Sarah Williams, convince her to fall in love with me and only after that I can return to the Underground, where I will be given back my powers as well as my kingdom?"

Edmond nodded his head.

"But this is ludicrous! I have no idea where the mortal is, and even if I did find her, I have no idea whether or not I could get her to fall in love with me. What if she is married already? What if she has children? She would not be willing to give that up."

Edmond looked at him.

"Jareth, the High Council knows enough to know whether or not the mortal is married or has children. They are not brainless. They would not set a task for someone if they knew it could not be accomplished."

Jareth jumped from his throne, walking back and forth across the room. His mind was racing.

"Even if I were to agree to this, when would I leave?"

Edmond turned around to face him.

"The task would begin tomorrow. And it is not a case of whether or not you would agree to this. That is non debatable. You have to do this."

Jareth stopped before a wall, his back turned to Edmond. Without turning he continued to ask questions.

"What about my powers? You said that my magic would be taken away from me, but what about my immortality? Could I be killed? Would I be susceptible to sickness above ground?"

"You would still have your immortality and you would go unharmed. You would not be able to die."

Jareth turned to look at the messenger.

"I have no idea where she is."

"That is not a problem. The High Council knows where she lives. You will be transported there."

"But what about my kingdom, who would watch it? Who would run it?"

Edmond smiled at him.

"You? The High Council has appointed you to take over the Goblin City?"

"I'm afraid you are correct. I want to make it known that I did not wish for the position nor did I hope they would give it to me. I was merely in the wrong place at the wrong time. I have no desire to be King, and I only hope you can accomplish your task in a short time so that I will not have to remain here for very long."

Jareth walked back to his throne and sat down. He looked pleadingly at Edmond.

"But what am I to expect? I have no idea of what I am to do."

Edmond looked at him, noting the pain that washed over his eyes. He could tell the Goblin King was not in the position to do this, but it was a decree of the High Council, and no one could go against the High Council.

"Jareth, believe me when I tell you, you will be able to do this. You love this woman, this Sarah?"

Jareth nodded.

"Then she will have to realize that she loves you as well. There is no time limit for this, so take as much time as is needed to woo her. There is just one stipulation though."

Jareth's eyes narrowed.

"In order to be able to return to the Underground, you will have to get her to kiss you."

Jareth looked at him. "I don't think that would be very hard to accomplish."

"There is more. You will need her to kiss you as well as consummate her love for you."

Jareth bounded upward. "You mean to tell me I will have to mate with the mortal?"

Edmond nodded. "It is the only way to be sure that your feelings for her are returned, otherwise the High Council does not see it fit."

Jareth's brow furrowed, he had not been expecting this. Of course he had thought about it, Gods he had thought about it many times, but he never imagined he would actually have to do it.

He looked back to Edmond. "Fine, I see there is no way to avoid having to do this. I shall depart tomorrow. You say the High Council knows where she is, then I will not have to worry about that. But what about housing and provisions, will I have money and other things?"

Edmond nodded. "Yes, you will have a money account in your name as well as clothes and other provisions for your stay. In regards to housing, you will have to find a place to stay. The High Council is hoping you will stay with the mortal. They believe it will help you accomplish your task faster."

Edmond reached into his pocket once again, pulling out a crystal. He handed it to Jareth.

"We shall discuss the rest of your trip over dinner. Afterward you shall teach me about the castle and the city and show me your office and any royal documents that I may need. Then tomorrow you shall leave. But right now I would like you to look into the crystal and see if you can see the mortal woman."

Jareth looked at the crystal in his hand. It was no bigger than a baseball and clear as glass. He concentrated his stare, penetrating into the crystal ball. An image began to form.

A young woman, with dark brown hair and striking green eyes was lying in a bed, the covers pulled up around her chin. Her body was shivering. Another woman lie next to her, her arms wrapped around the body of the woman next to her. The green eyed beauty looked at the woman, a smile across her face. Their eyes locked, as if they were staring into the soul of the other. They leaned closer together, their lips coming together in a passionate kiss. The other woman ran her hands through the green eyed beauty's hair while her lips ran down her body. She began to laugh as the other woman straddled her beneath the blanket, pulling it over the two of them, as if to hide themselves from the world around them…

Jareth watched with his mouth open. He could not believe what he saw before him. He wanted to look away but he couldn't. So this is what had become of his sweet, little Sarah.

How she has changed.

Now determined to win her back, he knew what lie ahead of him would not be easy and with an open mind and a locked heart, he stood, beckoning Edmond to follow him to his office.

A/N: There we go...hope you like it.