Hi everyone! This is my very first fanfiction, and I'm really excited to start this new phase in my life aside reading, making a reading! Okay, that makes no sense but I hope you all enjoy my attempt at my very first fan fiction! Just a disclaimer that I do not own Labyrinth or any of the characters except Kylie. Love you all!

I Need You

Chapter One: I Need You

"Just fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave"…..

The words the Goblin King had told me rang in my head, as if it had only happened just mere seconds ago. It was like a tsunami, it just rushed in all at once, leaving destruction in its path….

"Sarah, are you and Kylie all packed and ready? The moving truck is about to leave for the apartment and they have a schedule to keep!" Karen shouted from the bottom of the stairs. I breathed in a sigh, exhaling it slowly to calm my nerves, but the crying child at my feet was not making my life any better at the moment.

"Yes, Kylie is just really stubborn about leaving, but we'll be down in a minute", I shouted back.

At that moment I remembered Toby when he was a baby, his screams that I could hear from what it seemed to be like miles away. The Labyrinth was the next thought that popped into my head. But my thoughts ended as soon as it started as I felt a tugging on my pants. I looked down at Kylie, who was no longer crying, but rather sucking back the runny nose that she was having. I quickly pulled myself together and picked up Kylie, who quickly put her head on my shoulder and closed her eyes. I sighed in the relief of the new silence that welcomed me.

I looked around the room. My room. The room that I had grown up in, the room that I found out that I was pregnant. The room that I fell in love in. I smiled at the memories that came flooding back to me in an instant, all of the private orchestra lessons, all of the sleepovers with my best friends, who had grown up and now live a life of their own. I paced around the room, remembering how this had also been my life from the outside world. I kept pacing until I felt my foot hit something on the floor. I peered down at the object on the floor. It was a medium sized square that laid cover front on the floor. I slowly adjusted Kylie in my arms so I could bend down to pick it up. I slowly bent down to grab the medium square, but I paused in my action as Karen knocked on the door and walked in.

"Sarah you can't dawdle around any longer, they are about to leave", Karen spoke in an aggravated tone. I sighed and stood up again, readjusting Kylie in my arms yet again.

"Karen can you put Kylie in her car seat, there were a few more things I need to get and I can't get them while I'm holding her. And tell the movers that I will be down in a minute." Karen nodded and took Kylie from my arms. She did not stir as she was switched into Karen's arms. Karen then warned me to hurry up and she then turned and left the room.

After I heard Karen going downstairs with Kylie, I focused my attention back to the medium sized book on the floor. I slowly bent down and picked it up, and stood back up. I quietly examined the back of the object. I then turned the book over and a silent gasp escaped my lips.

The Labyrinth…..

Memories flooded back all at once, every word, sound, and vision came flooding back, like a tsunami. I began to trace the black embroidery on the front of the book as the memories swept through. I remembered Hoggle, the dwarf whose name took me too long to remember. Ludo, the gigantic beast who saved us from almost landing in the bog. Sir Didymus, the fox-terrier who had been desperate to be the knight in shining armor to all of us, along with Ambrosius, the dog who was his loyal companion and looked like my Merlin. I sighed. 'The good old days'. But then there was him.

Him, the one who had taken my brother, him, the one who tried to prevent me from completing his labyrinth. Him, the one that I had fallen in love with, but I couldn't stay with… 'If only I had told him how I really felt on that one night', I thought. I was yet again jarred from my thoughts as I heard the car horn honking. I looked out the window and saw the movers pulling out of the driveway….

"Oh Shit!" I screeched. I ran to the doorway and paused, took one last glance at the room, and shut the door, the red leather-bound book in my left hand. I ran down the stairs and around the corridor, grabbing my keys off the side table next to the front door.

"Thank you Karen!" I yelled into the house, quickly shutting the door behind me. I paced walked out to the car where Kylie was still fast asleep in her car seat. I quickly opened the door to the driver's seat and got in, closing the door next to me. I quickly put on my seatbelt and made sure that Kylie's was fastened as well. I then put the keys into the starting jack and the engines roared to life. I then carefully backed out of the driveway, making a right turn to follow the moving truck.

A half-hour later the moving truck pulled into the parking lot, backing up so the opening to the back of the truck was facing the opening of the apartment lobby entrance. I quickly followed in suit, only I parked in the residential lot about thirty feet from where the moving truck was parked. I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car, where I then went to the passenger's seat and unbuckled Kylie from her car seat. I then picked her up as carefully as I could so I did not wake her, but she began to stir in my arms.

"Mommy, where are we?", Kylie asked, rubbing the tiny little specks of sand from her eyes as her half open eyes peered at the area around us. I smiled at the innocence of her high-pitched voice.

"We're at our new home sweetheart." I told her, walking towards the moving truck. I then saw that the men were getting out of the truck and going to the rear of it, opening the giant door to the inaccessible area. "I will go unlock the door we are on floor 15A." I told them. They both nodded at me as they began to shuffle the brown cardboard boxes, probably looking for the heaviest thing that they would carry first, which was most likely the white eight seated "C" couch. I walked into the empty lobby with Kylie, for the exception of the service woman at the counter. We nodded at each other as I made my way to the elevator. The elevator quickly opened, and I stepped in. I pushed in the fifteen button and the doors slowly closed.

It was then that the elevators crappy music started to play, and we both cringed at the music that they picked. Disco was definitely not our favorite. The elevator dinged at the fifteen mark and the doors opened. I quickly made my way out of the elevator and made a right turn and walked down the hall. The hallway seemed to go on forever, but eventually I made it to the door. The apartment was really big, because there were only two apartments on each floor, and they were exceptionally big as well.

"Mommy has to put you down now, sweetie, so I can open the door." Kylie nodded at me and I set her down on her wobbly legs, steadying her before she could fall. Once she was stable, I put my key into the slot in the door, and I turned the key, soon after hearing a click. I then opened the door to our new lives.

I walked into the giant, open, welcoming, and empty space with Kylie, as we both peered around the apartment. I had been in the apartment once before, and I knew that this would be our home; I knew that this was where I would watch my little girl grow up.

The entire wall on one side of the room that would be the family room was a white-ish grey color with a grey stone fireplace with black guardrails. On the other side of the room was a giant kitchen with an island in the middle with an almost silver countertop and mahogany colored cabinets. The countertop was against the wall too, the countertops stretching around a corner by a giant glass window that touched the floor, as for the rest of the counter, it stretched after seven feet then made a turn, making the kitchen overall making a giant "U" shape The refrigerator was empty but big and silver, which went with the counter tops. In between the countertops there was a black opal colored stove. The kitchen sided wall was colored a slightly dark shade of blue. Overall, the kitchen had a light brown floor and the family room had a white carpet.

In the back of the family room there was a large doorway that led down a long hallway. On one side of the wall was an abundance of doors that led to eight different rooms. On the other side of the wall, however, were completely thick glass windows that stretched from the ceiling to the floor, which was a white carpet.

The first door on the left was the guest bathroom, followed by the next room which was obviously the guest bedroom. The next door was the soon-to-be library and sitting room. The following door was a coat closet that was very wide in size, which was followed by Kylie's room, which was painted a special purple color with white trim on the wall boards and ceiling boards, which led to a white carpet. The following room was her playroom, which was painted an aqua with white trim as well and white carpet. The following room was the master bedroom, which was a light green but not a heavy green, which made the room look perfect during every aspect of the day. The carpet was white as well as the trim, just like Kylie's room. And the final room was the master bathroom, which had a majestic silver wall that glittered with white tile. There were three steps that led up into a massive marble tub, and on the other side of the room was a small porcelain toilet. The bathroom also supplied a giant mirror, which could slide to the side and held a massive amount of shelves behind it.

Overall, I was impressed about what the price was for this apartment, but I know what I am one hell of a house-picker.

After we walked into the apartment, the moving men were in there almost right after we walked in, carrying the giant white couch. 'I knew it', I thought to myself. I quickly pointed in front of the stone fireplace, where they then positioned the couch in the direction I asked. They then went back downstairs to get the next pieces of furniture, which was most likely the kitchen stools and safety chair for Kylie.

Hours later, the moving men had finished their job and we were full unpacked, the beds put together and everything. Kylie and I sat down on the white couch in the family room together huffing and puffing from walking around so much. As I sat down on the couch, I felt something poke my bottom. I winced and pulled out what I sat on."The Labyrinth". Kylie looked at me and gazed at the re leather-bound book in my hand.

"What's that Mommy?", Kylie asked.

I looked at the book and I then gazed at my daughter, giving her an unexplainable expression on my face.

"Nothing you should worry about Sweetheart." I told her, hoping that she would buy it, but I could tell she didn't, she had his eyes, his mismatched eyes. "I will go make dinner honey." And with that, I put the book in my back pocket and I went to the kitchen to make dinner for the two of us.

I had made a simple meal for us both, Mac and cheese in the Kraft version, which Kylie enjoyed. Soon after I did the dishes, it was around eight o'clock, which meant that it was time for me to put Kylie to bed.

"Kylie get in your pajamas please!" I shouted from the kitchen. I heard little feet scurry away and a door close followed by a lock click. I shook my head and smiled, such a sweet little thing, 'just like him', I thought. I shook my head to erase the memory from my mind. I then decided to go to my room to get ready for bed. As I walked down the long hallway, I gazed out the window, the city lights looked like little lanterns everywhere. I then gazed up at the sky, which was rolling in with dark grey to almost midnight black clouds.' I guess there must be a storm tonight', I thought to myself. I walked into my room and walked into my walk in closet, which was across the room from my bed. I looked through the few boy shorts and tee-shirts that I had. I finally found a dark grey tee-shirt with pink boxer shorts that hung off my thighs due to the size being larger than what I usually got.

After I finished getting ready for bed, I went and knocked on Kylie's door to check up on her. I knocked a couple times before the door opened. Then the little princess walked out, strutting in a baby pink nightgown that touched the top of her feet. She wore a little princess tiara on her head that my dad had gotten her for her fourth birthday. She walked into my arms and I picked her up, making sure she didn't slip from the looseness of the nightgown.

"How about some hot chocolate for that little tummy of yours?" I asked her. I then poked her stomach softly and she giggled which turned into a full out laughing fit as I began to tickle her even more.

"Mommy stop!" Kylie squealed, but I knew she didn't want me to, because she would want to regain her breath and then go for another round of what we called "tickle monster".

After she calmed down, I put her down and led the little princess in to the kitchen where I turned on the keurig, which began to heat up the water. While it heated up, Kylie and I talked about what stuffed doll was better or what Disney princess was better dressed.

"Mommy, where is Daddy?" I gasped silently. The question had come too quick. I quickly thought of a lie I should tell her, but I decided not to tell her a lie, because I just couldn't bear for her to hate me for lying to her.

"Daddy is… not here right now, I think that Daddy is just very busy and that he is not able to get here because you know that Daddy is a very busy man sweetie", I told her, knowing that she would believe that.

"Can you tell me what daddy is like, mommy?" she asked.

"Of course, sweetheart."And with that, I picked her up and I carried her over to the couch setting her down onto it. I sat down beside her, where she then climbed onto my lap, and she then gazed into my eyes, waiting for me to tell her.

"Well let's see, daddy is very tall, with hair like yours", I then softly twisted one of her blonde curls around my finger.

"Daddy is smart and kind and"….. I paused to think of another word for him…"Mysterious".

Kylie gazed at me in awe, and I knew at that moment that she wanted to see him, she needed to see him.

"Mommy, can you read me a story?" she asked me. She rounded her eyes and makes them glaze over with unshed fake tears, and she scrunched her nose and jutted out her bottom lip. And then, she made her lip quiver, and that was when I just couldn't resist it. So if course, I gave in.

"Sure sweetie what do you want me to read to you?"I then walked over to the giant pink bookshelf across the room and looked through a variety of Disney princess books, and fairytales.

"We have Sleeping Beauty, The little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast an-". I was suddenly cut off by her voice.

"Can you read "The Labyrinth" to me mommy?" Her words shocked me more than I could ever believe. I didn't want to read it to her; I just couldn't read it to her. I knew that it was too soon for her to meet him. But then again, it might just be too hard for that little and young mind of hers to comprehend.

"Ummmmm…." I hesitated, not knowing what to say to my little princess. 'What if the contents of the book was too scary for her, no I can't, that's not true, it's because he will appear, it's too soon'…. I trailed off in my mind, thinking of other excuses to not read the book to her.

"Please mommy?" She begged. At that point all I could do was either give her hot chocolate and tuck her in, or read the book to her, but she would still beg me to read it to her. I contemplated.

"Okay, I'll read it to you, but I will only read a small part, because it is already past your bedtime." I told her. Kylie squealed in leapt on her bed and snuggled under the covers, waiting expectantly to me to start reading to her. I left the room to go grab the book.

I walked into the kitchen in search for the book, but at the same time, I hoped that I would not remember where I placed it. But there it was, laying out in the open in its red leather-bound glory, shining under the dangling light from the ceiling, like a spotlight on a single actor or actress on a stage.

"Damn it, I'm going to regret this." And with that, I grabbed the red book and I walked out of the room. I walked down the hallway, hoping that within even the tiniest amount of time that I was gone for she would be asleep. I turned into her room.

She was still awake.

"Okay sweetie I'll start reading", I told her. I climbed into the bed with her and I began to read the story.

The Labyrinth

Once upon a time there was a beautiful young girl who's stepmother always made her stay home with the baby. And the baby was a spoiled child and he wanted everything for himself, and the young girl was practically a slave. But what no one knew was that the king of the goblins had fallen in love with the girl and he had given her certain powers. So one night, when the baby had been particularly cruel to her she asked the goblins for help.

"Say your right words," the Goblin's said, "And we'll take the baby to the Goblin City and you will be free."

But the girl knew that the king of the goblins would keep the baby in his castle forever and ever, and turn it into a goblin. So she suffered in silence until one night when she was tired from a day of housework and hurt by the harsh words of her stepmother and she could no longer stand it.

I can bear no longer! Goblin King! Goblin King! Wherever you may be, take this child of mine far away from me!

And with that I stopped, and Kylie was fast asleep, her blonde curls covering part of her face. I gently moved the hair from her face, and I smiled at the sight. She looked like an angel, such a precious thing.

"How you turn my world you precious thing…."

I jerked out of the memory. I slowly got up off the bed and I covered her up to her chin with her satin and fleece blanket. And with that, I turned on her nightlight and turned off her nightstand light, and I walked out of the room and shut the door behind me. I turned around and looked outside. It was pouring rain and soft thunder rumbled and roared in the distance.

I walked down the hallway and into my room, shutting the door behind me. I turned off the wall light at the entrance of my door and I walked over to my canopy bed, crawling into the bed and closing the white transparent curtains around my bed. And with that, I crawled under my covers and I closed my eyes, relieved that I never read that part to her. And with that, I drifted off to sleep…..

Five years ago:

I sat on my bed, wiping the tears that were cascading down my cheeks. I couldn't believe it, I just couldn't believe it. I had been sitting on the couch with Dad and Karen, watching the news when a breaking news anchor came on the screen.

"We have just received news that there has been a car accident near West Wycombe park in the United Kingdom, police say that a white SUV collided with a black Ford, killing two people. Witnesses say that the white SUV was speeding through stop lights and knock down several signs and pedestrians, none badly injured."….. There was silence and then he voice came back on with more…

"Police say that one of the people killed in the crash was 16-year old Toby Williams, with blond hair and blue eyes, who was said to have died on impact, with a head-on collision, which is now seemed to be told as a drunk driver who killed him…." More went on but my ears had tuned out. Karen was crying on the sofa in my Dad's arms and I couldn't hear the police knocking at the door. I slowly got up and walked towards the door, opened it, and walked upstairs, my ears still unturned.

I then collapsed on my bed, and that was when the tears were shedding, I just couldn't hold it back anymore. So I laid there, on my bed with my head in my pillow, letting out a scream I never knew that I was capable of. After hours of crying, my tears finally ran dry and I sat up, my cheeks red and puffy, and my eyes gone bloodshot. I turned around and I glanced at my mirror, knowing that they would always be there for me, always, but something in my mind stopped me from call them. I felt a tug on my heartstrings, as if I was doing something I shouldn't. My mind went solely to him.

The Goblin King….

I then walked over to my vanity with the mirror and I sat down, gazing at the small statue that I had of him. I then glanced around my room. 'Everything in my room was just symbolic to my journey into the Labyrinth', I thought, but then I gazed back to him. And that's when my mind went blank, and I couldn't control myself. I wanted him, I needed him. So I did what I thought was right.

"I wish the Goblin King was here, right now."

There was a roar of thunder; a few flashes of lightning, and the lights went out. I then felt that familiar breeze that I felt so long ago. He was here and right behind me, because I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck arch up. And with that I turned around, only to be face to face with a snowy barn owl perched on my windowsill. I slowly walked over to my bed and kept standing, not breaking eye contact with him. It was then that he decided to turn back into his Goblin King Regalia. His eyes pierced mine with a loving, and yet confused and betrayed glare.

"Hello precious, what bring me the honor of coming to see you, on this oh-so fateful night?" He said sarcastically.

"I needed you, but I don't know why, I just needed you." I told him. He glared at me with confused eyes, as if he didn't believe me. But some part of me hoped that he would. I was pretty sure he was trying to lighten the mood with his sarcasm. I could always feel him scrying on me, I always saw that snowy white owl follow me everywhere, he was always watching me, and in a way, it made me feel safe, but that was the only way I could describe it. It made me think that he knew what had happened to Toby. I focused my mind back to Toby, back to the Goblin King. All of a sudden the memories of him came flooding back to me, him. Tears flooded my eyes, and this time I couldn't hold them back.

I then began to feel the sensation of my hair flowing in front of me. I was falling, falling, falling. My eyes closed swiftly as I waited for my head to make impact with the floor. But I didn't. A pair of soft and warm leather gloves caught me before I could make impact. I opened my eyes and gazed up at him, and those beautiful pair of eyes looked at me in concern. The tears still fell, despite us not breaking our eye contact. He slowly took one of his hands and moved it up to my face, wiping away one of the stray tears. I became overwhelmed with emotion and I threw my arms around his neck, and I sobbed for the loss, the pain, the grief. He adjusted me in his arms gently and I felt myself being lifted up. All I could focus on now was him, despite his sometimes cold and unfair nature, he was so warm. I snuggled into his chest, not ever wanting to leave his arms, I felt so safe.

I felt his legs move beneath him, and he stooped several steps later. I then felt the warmness disappear. I then felt myself being laid on something soft. Once the hands disappeared, I felt the warmness come back and I opened my eyes, it was his cape. I gazed back up at him. He returned my gaze and it was like that for several moments. He then began to turn around and walk away. He was leaving me.

"Wait, please don't go! Don't leave me." I pleaded to him. I didn't want to be alone again. He turned back to me, his gaze piercing my soul with softness like I've never seen before. He slowly walked back and he kneeled down in front of me, his eyes never leaving mine.

"As you wish, precious." He told me. I looked at him with gratefulness. I didn't want him to be kneeling before on the floor all night, like a knight before their princess. I scooted closer to him and patted the empty space next to me, wanting him to be comfortable. He gazed at me with now forgiving eyes. He got back up and walked to the other side, all the while using his magic to take off his boots. He then climbed in next to me and I immediately snuggled into him, welcoming the extra warmness. I mumbled a "Thank you" to him and I laid my head on his lap, closing my eyes. I then began to feel his gloved fingers comb through my hair, the calmness at that point then completely returned to me. I then felt myself drifting off into a peaceful slumber…

I was jolted awake by a loud roar of thunder, which was followed by a flash of lightning. I sat up in my bed and I swept my feet out of the soft bed. I moved the transparent curtains aside and I got out of bed completely. I walked toward the window a few feet and I stood there for a while, thinking about him.

After a little while I peered around my room, and my gaze landed on my vanity with the mirror. I slowly walked towards it, but the mirror wasn't what caught my attention, or the vanity itself, but the snowy white and brown feather that was laying on the table of the vanity. I reached for the feather and I picked it up, gazing at the beautiful pattern that was aligned on it. As I brushed my finger along the pattern, I felt that familiar tug on my heartstrings, I needed him again, I wanted him again. But I didn't know if I should. I felt that my heart wanted me to summon him, and yet my mind had reasons for otherwise. But if I've learned anything in my life growing up with fairytales, it's that you should always follow you heart. So I did what I knew I need to do. My voice ran clear throughout the room even though it was merely a whisper.

"I wish the Goblin King was here, right now".

The thunder outside roared and the flashes of lightning came. And I waited for the breeze to come from anywhere, despite that the windows couldn't open. The breeze never came.

Just when I thought that he wasn't going to appear I felt his warm breath on my neck. He came.

"I thought you'd never ask, precious."

Ohhhhhh! How I love giving cliffhangers! I hope that you guys really enjoyed chapter one of my story. While I'm still trying to figure out how to do things to this story, make sure you review! I might now get to all of you, but you can always feel free to PM me! Love you all!

-Emma51020