A/N I do not own Labyrinth and all stories are done for fun. My grammar is rather rubbish especially when I get carried away by the story sorry.

The school building was large and unattractive. Like a giant grey cement brick placed within lush green fields. It housed well over two thousand students and had seen better days. Structurally sound it served its purpose well and the students that attended flourished. All government inspections where passed with flying colures. The cement structured held many secrets and had seen many stories unfold. This is where she now worked and he now studied but it was not the ideal arrangement for either. The final bell had sounded over an hour ago and they were both finally exiting through the main doors to head home.

The short drive home from the school building was made in complete silence neither one looked to the other. The rain battered against the small ford fiesta as it made its way through the early evening traffic. The car drove on down the wet road and turned swiftly into the empty driveway. No sooner had the car come to a stop the passenger door flew open and a young teenage boy with blond hair jumped from his seat, his lips clenched together in anger. The young women in the driver's seat turned to him, her hand still tightly gripping the steering wheel. Her brown hair surrounding her face her eyes mirroring the same anger.

"Don't slam the"

She was cut off by the vibration of the door being slammed shut with force. She watched as he ran through the rain opening the front door and vanishing into the house leaving the door open behind him. She gripped the wheel even tighter sending her hands white. She growled under her breath before releasing her tight grip and exiting the car. Grabbing her bag from the rear seat she closed and locked the vehicle, counting to ten before following the boy into the house. He had thrown his bag in the middle of the floor and was already half way up the stairs.

"Tobias Williams stop right there" she shouted

The young boy who had started to ascend the stairs two at a time froze and turned his angry gaze back on her

"I don't have to take orders from you, you're not my teacher here"

"Get down here now, I might not be your teacher here but I am your sister and guardian and we are going to sort this right now".

"Fine" the boy spat

Toby huffed his shoulders, clenching his hands into fists at his side he stormed back down the stairs stamping his feet onto each step as he descended. He scowled at her as he pushed past and walked into the living room throwing his self onto the nearest chair.

"Come on then let's get it over with" he shouted

Sarah rolled her eyes and followed him into the room cursing under her breath. She shouldn't have to put up with this. It was a Friday evening she should be out enjoying life with her friends. She should be living the dream life of a young single woman not playing parent to her kid brother.

"Toby, I won't have you speak to me like that not here and definitely not in class"

"Well I never asked for you to be my teacher did I"

"No and neither did I but it is what it is. Anyway that is irrelevant you shouldn't speak to any teacher like that. Toby do you realise how embarrassing it was for me today. First I had to put up with you trying to belittle me in front of the class then to be called to the principal's office, my bosses office to be told my brother is being a total brat by refusing a detention and then to be told you were abusive to your art teacher"

"Yes go on take their side you don't even know the full story".

"I don't need to Toby, there is no excuse for it and you will apologise first thing Monday. It has to stop Toby, its time you grew up" Sarah said crossing her arms "and don't bother making plans with the guys you are grounded all weekend"

Toby jumped up from the chair at fourteen years of age he was already six foot and taller than Sarah.

"What, but it's the party this weekend. You can't do that, It's not fair" Toby shouted

"I wonder what your basis for comparison is" Sarah spat back before she even realised the words she was saying

"I hate you, seriously hate you"

Toby ran up the stairs slamming his bedroom door behind him. Sarah let out a sigh, this parenting stuff was harder than she thought. Had she been this much of a brat when she was his age. As she stood in the now silent room she thought back to her teenage years. She remembered the fights with Karen over her being late home, not paying attention or simply her reluctance to babysit. Yes, she had been just as bad that was until that one night. I wonder if the Goblin King takes stroppy fourteen year olds, then scolded herself for even thinking it. She glanced at the picture on the fire place of her dad and Karen, if only you guys were still here. She picked up the picture and gently traced their faces with her finger a single tear escaping down her face. Why did it have to happen to them?

The thought of that night was still fresh in her memory. They had gone out on their usually weekly date promising to be back around midnight. Sarah and Toby had taken full advantage of having the house to themselves eating all the things Karen didn't allow. Takeout pizza, ice cream and then a movie with popcorn. Sarah had chased him around the house playing tickle tag before sending him to bed a lot later than his curfew. Even though tired herself she had stayed up until one am before falling asleep on the couch only to be woken by someone banging on the door shortly after. The two policemen and the women with them looked at her with genuine sorrow. They hadn't even uttered a word and she knew what they would say. A shiver ran down her spin as she recalled their words telling her of the fatal accident. Her dad and Karen had died instantly when they had been hit by a car as they crossed the road away from the restaurant.

Once the officers had left she had climbed the stairs in a daze and curled up next to Toby on his bed holding him close. It was the hardest thing she had ever done telling her brother that the parents he loved were gone forever. He had been so angry at her at first, saying she was lying that it wasn't true. The funeral itself had been a small affair, there were no grandparents still alive so it consisted of Sarah, Toby and a few of her father and Karen's friends.

Thankfully her father was one of those people who planned for everything. He had taken out plenty of insurance on himself and Karen which meant Toby and herself where financially secure for a long time to come. She had no worry about paying a mortgage or school fees he had sorted it all. The will had stated that Sarah was to be Toby's legal guardian if of age which luckily she had been.

Her life then changed completely, the dream of an acting career completely erased. She declined her place at a prestigious drama and arts school in London and used her English degree to gain a job as a teacher studying of an evening to strengthen her qualifications.

This last year had been really hard. Her relationship with Toby had gone from that of being close sibling to her constantly laying down the law and enforcing the rules. He was a normal teenage boy and angry at the world. As she gazed at the smiling faces on the photo Sarah felt so completely alone.

"I wish there was someone to help me with all this, I can't do it on my own I thought I could but I can't"

Just as another tear traced the tracts of the first she felt a gloved hand wipe it away from her face. Sarah turned and looked up only to be met by two mismatched eyes. She stood there starring for what seemed like an eternity completely lost for words. He looked exactly as he had all those years ago. His blond hair still as wild as ever, his head tilted in that bird like fashion the only difference was that smirk it wasn't there in fact he had a look of concern on his face. Without warning he pulled her into his arms and the tears she had been holding back for the past three years poured out.

Time seemed to stand completely still around them as the mighty Jareth, King of the Goblins held the young mortal Sarah Williams in his arms. He said nothing, did nothing just held her until the sobbing subsided. After what seemed like hours but was merely half Sarah pulled back and looked up at him. It had been years since she had seen him. Here other friends she contacted occasionally but never didn't hold that same fear to her as he had when she was fifteen. At that moment he was someone familiar and someone she needed.

"Why are you here" Sarah asked him

"I believe you wished for help"

"I wished for someone"

"Yes and I am someone although I am not so sure what I am helping with"

At that moment Toby stormed back down the stairs and into the room. He was completely oblivious to Jareth's presence and stood with his back to him.

"You're being a cow; you can't stop me going to Dan's party you're my sister not my jailer. Just because you don't know what fun is no one else is allowed any. You're just a bitch".

Sarah could see Jareth over Toby's shoulder he waved his hand and his appearance changed his hair became shorter and his clothes changed into those of a modern man. He had his arms crossed and his face filled with rage as he listened to Toby shout at his sister.

"Apologise now" Jareth's voice boomed around the room

Toby spun round completely startled by the voice. He glared back at this strange man

"God not another one" Toby rolled his eyes "listen mate, this is between me and her. Just cause you're the latest interest doesn't mean you can start throwing your weight around acting like my dad"

Jareth temper was growing at Toby's lack of manners. He began taking measured steps forward and Toby backed away. The imposing form of Jareth lent over him.

"Apologise to your sister right now" Jareth growled

Toby swallowed as fear washed over him as he starred back at this strange man. The courage he had possessed when he entered the room vanished he turned to Sarah unable to look her in the eye

"Ok, Sorry"

"Now get to your room" Jareth roared

Sarah watched wide eyed as Toby scuttled from the room and headed straight up the stairs. Jareth removed the glamour and calmed his temper.

"Did you have to do that"

"Yes, my goblins behave better. His manners are a disgrace and I will not allow you to be spoken to like that"

"Scarring him isn't really helping"

"Sarah, that young man is lucky all I did was raise my voice. If I had spoken like that to a lady my father would have punished me with lashes".

Sarah just didn't know what to say. Part of her wanted to shout at him for scarring Toby and run up the stairs to comfort her brother the other half wanted to thank him. Jareth watched as she wrestled with her emotions. Jareth lent back against the wall and crossed his arms across his chest.

"You know It isn't too late for me to turn him into a goblin" Jareth smirked

"Don't even think about it"

Sarah stared at him as he watched her with those mismatched eyes. She started to feel a flush colour her cheeks as his eyes washed over her.

"I'm sorry by the way for crying all over you like that"

Jareth waved his hand in the air dismissing her comment

"Its fine, this shirt needed a wash anyway" Said Jareth "Well goodnight Sarah. I will take my leave before your parents arrive home".

Sarah face fell at his words and Jareth stopped in his tracks at her words

"They're never coming home" she mumbled

"Sarah"

"That's why I was crying all over you they died three years ago it is just me and the ragging teenager now"

Jareth placed a hand under her chin lifting her head up.

"Sarah, I had no idea. I am truly sorry precious"

There was complete silence between them. Why had none of his subjects told him this they visited often enough.

"Jareth, will you stay, just for a bit, I mean if you can, that is if you're not busy"

Sarah could not believe what she was saying her words falling out of her mouth without any control. God he would think she was desperate and lonely. Why was she asking the goblin king to stay of all people?

Jareth's eyes widened and his eyebrow raised as he listened to her. After all this time, she had called him and was now asking him to stay. He watched her as she nervously twisted her fingers together.

"I do have a Kingdom to run Sarah and rather a lot of goblins to torment "he watched as her face fell

"Of course sorry I"

"Sarah, I would love to stay a while". Jareth said

Sarah moved into the kitchen. She could feel the heat in her cheeks burning. What was she doing, this was the goblin king, the guy who took her brother, who had tried to kill her and drugged her and she was inviting him for a cosy chat and coffee. She placed her head in her hands. God what am I doing. She heard Jareth clear his throat behind her

"Are you alright Sarah you seem a little flushed"

"Yes, yes fine, mmmmm Coffee. Do you want coffee or wine I have wine" she babbled?

Jareth let out a small laugh. He was used to seeing a stubborn Sarah full of determination not this rather beautiful but nervous women.

"I will decline both precious, firstly coffee tastes like it came from the bog and secondly the human idea of wine reminds me of chicken piss"

Sarah burst into fits of laughter all awkwardness forgotten.

"I'm not even going to ask how you know any of that"

The tension in the air had evaporated completely.

"Sarah I really must be going, if I leave the goblins to long I will have no Kingdom to go back to"

"Ok" Sarah said "Thank you for before"

"You are welcome"

Jareth flicked his wrist and a crystal appeared in his hand just as he was about to drop it to the floor Sarah called him

"Jareth will you come again, maybe"

"Excuse me"

"I mean if you want to? The others call from time to time but it would be nice to have adult company"

He watched her as she chewed her lip nervously. Suddenly she had gone from seeing him as the villain to what he wasn't sure and he did not care for she had just invited him back into her life.

"Yes Sarah I will call again next week if you so wish. Goodnight Sarah"

"Goodnight Jareth"

He dropped the crystal and vanished in a cloud of glitter.