AN: This is my first Labyrinth fic so bare with me here. I suddenly had the inspiration for this story as I was lying in bed last night so if it sounds a little crazy you guys know why. So enough from me here is chapter 1 enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize unfortunately, wish I could own Jareth though...

Chapter 1: An Intruding Visitor

Early morning June 27th 1989

Sarah walked up the walkway to her family's old Victorian home. She had just come home from a night of celebration with her friends. It was the night prior to Sarah Williams' 18th birthday. Well now that it was 1 in the morning it was officially her birthday. Sarah quietly crept up the steps to the old house. She unlocked the door as quietly as possible as not to awaken anyone. Sarah took off her coat and began to head upstairs to her room. However she soon noticed the light in the parlor was on. 'Oh crap. That must be dad and Karen waiting for me! Shit! I knew I should have been home sooner!'

Sarah decided it was best just to go into the situation calm and coolly. She knew it would be worse for her if she threw a tantrum like she had done on many an occasion when she was 15, before the Labyrinth.

Ever since her run Sarah had become a better person. She in a way grew up, but not to the degree of not believing in fairytales and magic. On the contrary at 18 her belief was still as strong as ever. She grew up in the sense of acting her age and not like a spoiled child.

Sarah made amends with her father and more shockingly her wicked stepmother Karen, who turned out to not be quite so wicked. Sarah and Karen had developed a close bond, that of a mother and daughter. It was the relationship she'd never experienced with her own mother Linda.

Linda Williams had been an on the rise actress and Sarah was her number 1 fan. Linda was about to get her big break and finally be in Hollywood. But tragically fate had other ideas in mind. Linda died in a car crash when Sarah was only 8. Karen had come into her life when she was 11.

Sarah had resented Karen mostly because she felt her mother was being replaced. She was also mad at her father for being the one to decide to replace her. But now Sarah was glad that she had made amends with the two of them. Sarah was now more than happy to babysit for her parents.

Sarah took a deep breath and walked ahead to face her doom. "Sarah Anne Williams! Where have you been? We've been worried sick!" Karen scolds her stepdaughter.

"You could have called and let us know you were coming home later than planned! For Christ's sake it's 1 in the morning!" Robert exclaims and then in a softer voice continues, "We thought something horrible happened to you."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be out so late I lost track of the time. It won't happen again," Sarah apologized truly sorry.

"We forgive you now get to bed, it's late and we don't want you to sleep your whole birthday away." Robert said giving Sarah a hug.

"Okay, goodnight," Sarah said embracing her parents.

Robert and Karen returned the embrace and said their goodnights then the three members of the Williams family walked upstairs to their rooms. Before entering his room Robert turns and gives his daughter a loving smile and says, "Happy Birthday Sarah." He then turns and walks into his room.

Sarah walks down the hall to her room ready to flop down on her bed for some much needed rest.

Sarah opens the door to her room and prepares herself for bed. Sarah is sitting at her vanity brushing her hair like her mother had done with her when she was small. Sarah thinks about her boyfriend. He'd told her he loved her tonight. Sarah cringes at the thought. It's not like she didn't care for her boyfriend it's just that she doesn't feel the same way. He's wonderful and sweet, but lacking in a sense. It always bothered Sarah how men that were as wonderful as her boyfriend Jimmy could love her but she could never return the feeling. She knew why. It's because her heart belongs to another man, one far more superior to these men. Her heart belonged to the Goblin King. These simple mortal boys could never measure up to him and all his Fae glory. However Sarah knew she would never be with him so she'd simply have to make do with what she has. Sarah has come to terms with this and learned to accept it and tries to push all thoughts of the Goblin King aside but she never truly can, especially when she sleeps. She can't help what her subconscious mind dreams up.

A noise like the flapping of wings could be heard at the window. However, the girl was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she never heard it until it was too late.

Sarah could hear the pitter patter of little feet in the hallway coming toward her room. Sarah opened the door to her room to find a nervous looking Toby standing there. "Toby? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in bed sleeping?"

"I was but this scratchy noise on my widow woke me up. I went to see what it was and I saw a white and brown barn owl." Sarah's mind began to fear the worst as memories of three years ago began to invade her mind as her brother continued on with his tale."I opened the window because he looked like he wanted to come in. The owl flew into my room and then he changed into a man!" Sarah's worst fears were being realized.

Sarah began to panic, "Toby what did he look like!"

"Well he's tall with blond hair and his eyes aren't the same color." Sarah's assumption at who this was now completely confirmed. Suddenly on the boys face was a triumphant smile as he told her, "I just remembered he said that he wanted to talk to you." Toby was proud of himself for remembering the strange man's instructions, Sarah on the other hand looked sick.

"Toby I want you to stay here in my room and don't come out unless I tell you to. Do you understand?" Sarah asked urgently hoping her brother would be obedient.

"Okay," Toby compiled grudgingly folding his arms across his chest. "Can I at least lay in your bed?" Toby asked hopefully.

"Of course" Sarah said ruffling his hair. Sarah then quickly left her room to go and take a look in Toby's room.

Sarah cautiously opened the door to Toby's room slowly. Moonlight flooded through the closed window illuminating the room with an eerie glow. Sarah scanned the room and found nothing unusual. 'Silly Toby must have dreamed it all up' Sarah thinks with a chuckle. As Sarah turns to leave she hears a familiar masculine chuckle mingle with her own. Sarah freezes in place unable to move. She scrunches her eyes shut and tries to tell herself she's imagining it.

Jareth the Goblin King finds it amusing that he has struck so much fear into this girl by merely chuckling. He can see the tension in her muscles clearly. For a moment Jareth admired her physical appearance. She has changed in the last 3 years. Gone was her little bit of baby fat that had once adorned her body replaced by more feminine curves. "My, my precious you have changed," Jareth purred.

Sarah's had almost had herself convinced she'd imagined it. But when she heard him speak her resolve went out the window. Sarah spun around to stare into the mismatched eyes of the man that has haunted her dreams.

AN: well thanks for reading hope you enjoyed! Leave a review if you like! They are greatly appreciated!

Really scribe that's how you're leaving it?

Sorry Jareth I thought it was a good place to end. But don't worry there will be more...

There had better be or I'll tip you straight into the Bog of Eternal Stench! And did I give you permission to address me by my given name? I shall let it slid... this time. And what is this business in your disclaimer about owning me! No one owns The Goblin King! Especially not a scribe!

Don't get you tights in a bunch your highness. There is no need to go threatening the bog. I said WISH I don't actually own you! 'Mutters under breath about obnoxious Goblin Kings'

What was that?

Nothing, nothing at all 'huffs loudly'

There had better be a chapter waiting for me when I return to the mortal realm or your baby sister becomes one of us forever...

WHAT! Who said you could have her I never wished her away, I haven't said the words!

My dear scribe... I have my ways 'laughs sinisterly'

Fine, fine it will be ready.

Good 'smirks wickedly and vanishes leaving behind a mess of glitter for me to clean up!'

'Mutters more about pompous Goblin Kings'

*Just in case you were wondering I do actually have a baby sister we're 15 years apart (ironic ) I'm 15 (turning 16 in October) and she's 9 months (turning 1 in September)*