The next day
"What are you boys up to?" Sarah beamed, watching Jareth paint David's fingernails and Toby painting Robby's. Her father, Robert senior, was taking pictures with his disposable camera.
"Oh, nothing Momma." David said, his face turning red. Jareth raised an eyebrow at his son and said nothing. He knew David was blushing because their little manicures were for his and Robby's little show, and this was the only time Toby would have to do it with them.
"Nothing, nothing tra la la?" Sarah teased. She came over and kissed Robby's jet black hair, sifting her fingers through his soft tresses.
"What about me, Mommy?" David pouted. Sarah laughed and came over to kiss his cheek, careful to not knock Jareth or the nail polish over. David smiled at the equal attention he got from his mother.
"I would like to remind you boys that I am the one who married your mother and deserve all the kisses." Jareth puckered his lips out and closed his eyes, making everyone laugh.
"You two are gross." Robert tried to say seriously, but they could all see that he stifled a laugh. He loved Jareth and the little family he and Sarah had together. Of course, being a father, Robert was unsure of anyone coming near his little girl (Toby had a crush on his date but wasn't going to marry any time soon). Especially when that man happened to not even be a man, but a magical creature who was a king, of all things. But, just as he had won over Sarah, Jareth absolutely charmed everyone else.
Sarah sat next to her husband, giving him a quick peck on his lips. Jareth didn't let her go, holding his arm around her waist. "That's it?" He made large, sad eyes at her, earning a swat from his wife.
"I agree with Dad, you guys are nasty." Toby picked up another one of Robby's fingers to continue to paint it lime green to match the tutu that he would wear on Mother's Day.
Just then, Karen walked in, and laughed at the scene. "Well, it looks like you boys are having a fun time! Will Toby be doing his nails too?"
Toby wrinkled his nose. "No way. I hate wearing nail polish. It's like my nails can't breathe! Besides, people are more judgmental here than Underground. How's the corsage and the boutineer coming, mom?"
Before Sarah came in, she was helping Karen make the flowers for Toby for prom. She and Jareth brought up a few white roses and small pink cherry blossoms from their personal garden to match his date's pale pink dress. Prior to marrying Robert, Karen had worked as a florist and would occasionally still make a few arrangements for people she knew, like for Sarah's wedding.
"It's going great! I do need a few more things. Robert, can you come help me with moving some of the boxes out of the living room? And Sarah, could you PLEASE tell the goblins to stop making a mess in my garden?"
Sarah rolled her eyes. "Again? Why are they even here? Jareth can't you do it?" She sounded just as whiny as when she was 16.
Jareth shook his head. "Nope. Last time I was the one who did it and do you remember when Redin puked all over and I had to clean up after her?"
Sarah sighed in defeat. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Fine. You're on goblin duty on mother's day though!" She called as she rolled up her sleeves to get ready to kick whatever goblin was in Karen's yard.
Once she, Robert, and Karen were gone, Toby and Jareth began to talk to the boys about their Secret Mission. Jareth told the boys that he would be showing them dance lessons, very simple ones for a routine. They went through some classical music to pick out the song they wanted to dance to. Once they had one picked, Toby discussed about parts of the set that he could take but how he'd have to do it carefully so no one would notice him actually moving it from the green room (not that they would notice the set itself was missing within the multitudes of costumes). Jareth told him that Hoggle would be able to help set things up during the dinner.
"Time will be very short." He told his brother-in-law. "We have to get the timing just right!"
Toby glanced at the two boys. "That seems a bit much for them, doesn't it?"
"Preposterous!" Jareth boomed. "They won't be doing the work, silly. And nothing is too much for my Sarah." He looked to the side and sighed dreamily. "I love her so much."
Toby smiled at that.
Jareth turned back to him. "Don't you worry, I don't want you to do any more than is necessary. I know things are difficult for you as a student right now and all I need is for you to be able to give me access to the room so I can transport the sets and such. I'll make it as easy for you as I can."
Toby clapped a hand on Jareth. "Hey, it's all good. Just don't over do things, don't argue dude, I know how you are!" Toby gave Jareth a knowing smile. "And, remember that Sarah is someone who doesn't really like over the top things as you are. Just make it sweet and cute. This is for the boys to shine for their mom. I'm sure you'll find something to please Sarah."
Jareth smirked, peaking out the window to see his wife scolding the goblins. "Yes, yes I will."
A few hours later, Toby was dressed in a nice tuxedo, sporting the new haircut that Karen gave him. "I don't mind Jareth's hair but if you are going to prom, you need to look nice." She commented, making Jareth roll his eyes.
Everyone commented on how handsome Toby was. The teen boy was shy, but Karen and Robert insisted on pictures, the boys excited to show off their new manicure and Jareth grumbled about wearing "normal" clothes.
His date came, they took lovely pictures and off Toby went, having the time of his life with friends be fore graduation. As for Sarah, she had no idea that her husband, sons, and brother had finalized their Secret Mission.
Friday before Mother's Day (two days away)
"Williams, what are you doing in the green room?"
Toby groaned, not Hillary again. She was one of the popular "mean girls" and the queen bee. She was also usually the lead actress in plays, annoying him to death.
"Nostalgia." He lied to her. He didn't see the appeal in this girl. Sure, she was pretty, but she was awful. There were other pretty girls in his grade that weren't rude, so why was this girl the coveted and popular one?
"I heard you went to prom with Megan Shirley. And that she rejected you when you asked her to be your girlfriend." Her words sounded like pity dipped in acid, trying to hurt his heart.
Indeed, that hurt, but the girl had accepted to be his date anyways. "Yeah? So she doesn't feel the same. Probably better for us anyways since we're going to different universities. What's it to you?"
Hillary blew on her nails. What is it with dumb girls blowing on their nails when their manicure was already dry? Jareth only did it when he was being annoying on purpose.
Speaking of Jareth, where WAS his glittery brother-in-law? He should have been there 15 minutes ago. Toby knew the man had a kingdom to run but come on. He couldn't just hide in there forever and soon school would go out and his mother would throw a fit looking for him.
"You think you're SO SMART to get into Harvard, don't you? You probably got in because of your stupid sister's mother!"
Toby's jaw dropped. "Seriously Hillary? Linda and I have no connections with each other. We don't even share the same last name! God, it's not like the admission team knows who I am or who Sarah is. Besides, Sarah went to Columbia. Are you just jealous because you're too stupid and lazy to even GO to college?"
Hillary's mother was one of the teachers at the school, pulling strings for her daughter at every point. Oh, Hillary still got into a good university, but nothing comparable to an Ivy league school.
"Yeah, well then it has to be your DAD. You're a loser."
Toby rolled his eyes. "My dad is literally part of local government, he's not a senator or anything crazy. Give me a break. Why are YOU here?"
"Claire wanted something from here, she dropped her bag here and forgot it." She huffed, looking for a few seconds and picking up the small handbag.
Toby couldn't help himself. School was ending soon and he just HAD to freak out at her. "You just HAVE to terrorize anyone that's actually earning their way, do you? You know, you're a monster and I can't wait for you to realize that your pretty face doesn't mean anything in the real world! You will fail in life because of the terrible person that you are!"
Hillary narrowed her eyes, and lashed out at him. Luckily, Toby was able to move to the side, but not before she dragged her hand down and punched his arm. He winced, knowing that he was going to be bruised tomorrow.
The boy heard an unearthly snarl, and all of a sudden, Hillary was knocked over on her back. He looked around, and saw a few goblins scampering around and out of the shadows walked the King of Goblins in jeans and a polo shirt, hair still crazy as always.
Jareth didn't say anything and reached over to yank the girl's head up. He put his face close to hers and she whimpered.
"You are despicable. You can't handle a fellow classmate telling the truth, ha! You will fail. I will make sure that whenever you try to terrorize anyone, you will be punished. My goblins will see that through. Now GET OUT!"
Hillary didn't even protest as she tripped and ran away.
Jareth held out his hand, helping Toby up. "My boy, are you alright? I apologize for my delay, your nephews were trying to play with baby chicks and made a mess. Both I and Sarah had to lecture them and I couldn't just leave without making her suspect everything."
Toby was still not sure what exactly just happened. "Yeah, thanks Jareth. But, wasn't that a bad thing? Hillary just saw the goblins!"
Jareth smirked. "That's the fun part. She knows it's true and if she tries to tell anyone, they'll call her crazy. Don't worry, she'll be alright. Maybe a tad traumatized by me, but not any more than anyone else she has traumatized."
Toby shrugged. It wasn't like Jareth actually hurt her. "What would you do if she did that again?"
Jareth looked over to where the girl used to be standing. "Who knows. She won't be physically harmed but will have her mind play tricks on her. Nothing too severe. You forget that as Sarah's family, I am supposed to protect you too. One of the few benefits of being under the care of the Goblin King."
Toby didn't doubt that. Once again, he was reminded of what it was like to be on the good and bad side of Jareth.
"Now, where is that backdrop and props you were talking about?"
Toby beckoned the king to follow him, showing him the props. "There's the backdrop of the moon and stars. The trees are here if you still want them. I have a few string of lights we can use too right here. Hoggle told me you have curtains and spotlights which is nice. I made this two years ago for a Midsummer's Night's Dream play." He said proudly.
Jareth looked at Toby's handiwork. "You are a talented artist, much like your sister, Though, very different kind of art and styles. Sarah says you learned on your own though whereas for her, she learned through teachers as a child."
"Yeah." Toby said proudly. "I'm excited for college so I can learn about more things. I have some ideas but hey I'm at Harvard so I'm excited for that!"
"Good for you. I'm so proud." Jareth beamed at him. And he meant it.
They were just about to transport all the things, until Claire, the drama teacher, walked right in. "Ah! Williams! What are you doing here? And who is this?" She looked at Jareth with suspicion as he was not a student and not anyone she knew. Normally, one would have to tell her before brining visitors in her green room.
Before Toby could even blurt out a hasty response, Jareth came over and bowed, taking her hand and kissing the back of it like a gentleman. "I am Jareth, Toby's brother-in-law. I think you know my wife, Sarah Williams?"
Claire blushed. Toby half wanted to roll his eyes and half wanted to raise his eyebrows with how impressed he was. Jareth was quite charming when he wanted to be.
"Why, yes! I did know that Sarah married a while back. I was her teacher too. I can see she is doing well with her life." Her eyes looked up and down Jareth, a blush creeping up on her face.
Jareth smiled and turned to Toby. "Well, if it is a bother, Toby and I can leave. He was just showing me around before he graduated, as I have been interested in plays and such especially with seeing Sarah act in a play here and in college. I love seeing them but have never seen back stage before."
"Oh, uh, no that's alright! Take your time! I can even show you around!" Claire grabbed Jareth's arm and started to explain a few things.
Toby groaned. Now what?
He heard a little snicker. He turned onto a goblin reaching in his backpack.
"Hey!" He hissed. "That's MY lunch!"
The little goblin growled. "But I love turkey!" He sniffed the turkey sandwich.
Toby had an idea. "Hey, what's your name? And how about we make a deal?"
The goblin looked at him curiously. "I'm Beetun. And does the deal mean I get to eat this?"
Toby nodded. He should've known that Jareth's presence meant goblins, but he could use this to his advantage. "And I won't let the king know either."
Beetun looked quite curious at that. "Ooooh goody! What is it?"
Toby pointed to a certain direction and told the goblin what to do. Beetun agreed and took Toby's sandwich and went off running.
"-and right here is the stage lights, we have many different colors. Toby isn't an actor but he has done some tech management. And here-"
Jareth was bored out of his mind, this infernal woman latching on his arm. He was about to tell her that he had to leave and trying to decide how to come back a different day when a large rack of clothes fell over, and a few giggles that could be heard. Those giggles were definitely goblin giggles, but to a human they sounded like teenage laughter.
"Oh no, who's there?" Claire yelled. She looked torn between needing to fix whatever was happening and continuing the tour for Jareth when another prop fell down.
"THAT IS IT!" She yelled "I am suspending whoever that was! I'm so sorry, Jareth. I must go." She squeezed his hand and dashed off, yelling.
Jareth quickly jumped to try to catch the goblin when Toby grabbed onto the end of his shirt. "Jareth! Beetun is helping us distract her now COME ON and let's transport this stuff!"
"You made a deal with Beetun out of all goblins?" He sighed. "Fine, you remember how to transport small things?"
Toby nodded. "I still need help though." As he had been in the Labyrinth for 13 hours as a baby, he was able to do magic and even immigrate to the Underground if he wanted to. For now, he chose magic and a college education and would decide what he wanted later, which was a good choice.
"No matter." Jareth waved impatiently. "I can assist in that. Let's take this to the Underground and we'll figure it out later."
"Do you think Sarah will come in here?" Toby asked Hoggle, putting up the decorations behind the stage Jareth had installed in his castle a long time ago. He really didn't want Sarah coming in and seeing what they were doing.
"Nah, she never comes in here. Besides, Jareth has a spell to alert him of Sarah coming in." Hoggle responded. "What do you think is gonna happen on Sunday? They're both unhappy about all their parents coming through."
Toby winced. "Yeah, I mean things have always been tense between my parents and Linda, and my parents get well okay with Jareth's parents but all of them at once is just insane! I haven't seen Jareth's parents with just Linda but Sarah says they're the same as with her parents. Ugh. Why can't everyone just get along?"
As Toby and Hoggle contemplated this, Sarah and Jareth were, like every other married couple, trying to find last minute gifts for all three mothers. They left the twins with Sarah's personal assistant and Jareth's personal assistant, going to shop at the fair in one of the fae settlements for Linda and Karen and would go Above to get something for Julia.
"How's this?" Jareth held up a pretty pink crystal-like vase. "Karen likes flowers and such."
Sarah shook her head. "That is gorgeous, but no. That woman has enough vases. Oh, I'm so bad at buying anything for people! Ugh. And my mom is going to be harder."
Jareth reluctantly set the vase down. "Sarah, we have been at this forever. Let's brainstorm a bit."
He could see that his words fell on deaf ears, his wife looking at the next stall and mumbling "I'll know the present when I see it."
They still had to consider his mother. Truth be told, she would be excited at any Aboveground appliance as she was fascinated by it. Sarah though, insisted that it needs to be more "classy" and not something like a toaster, as he tried to get.
"Jareth! I think I found something for Karen!"
"Thank god." He mumbled. He looked at Sarah holding a small necklace, a small quartz carved into a teardrop shape that would sit elegantly in a silver chain.
"A memory crystal? That's a wonderful idea!" He beamed at his wife. The merchant thanked her queen as Sarah paid her and a little extra.
"Karen said that she wanted a place to store a few treasured memories like photos and such. This has a lot room to store those photos. Would you help me put the photos in?"
When someone wanted to record a memory in a crystal, there were few spells done and all Karen would have to do was order the crystal to show her the pictures like in an album. It would project out and she could "swipe" back and forth. It was perfect!
"And should we get the same for your mother?" Jareth asked hopefully, wanting this infernal shopping trip to end since they've been at it all day.
"No." Sarah said simply. "I KNOW my mom, she'll Karen when she got from me as a present and use it to insult her. Plus, she's not very sentimental." Her lips drew itself into a thin line. Jareth looked at her sadly, remembering that Linda had thrown away Sarah's handwritten note to her from when she was 21 and told her she threw it away just to hurt her, whereas Karen kept everything or at least had the decency to not be rude about it.
"How's this?" Jareth beamed at her.
Sarah looked over to her king, and made at what he was holding. It was nail polish, and she couldn't fathom why he wanted to buy some nail polish NOW of all times.
"Before you speak," He held his hands up in a defensive position, "I think your mother would love something like this. It's 'practical,' for her anyways."
"And why would we give her nail polish when she has a collection that fills two closets, rivaling YOUR own clothing collection, hmm?" Sarah folded her arms and tried to look at him seriously, but she couldn't help giving in to the small tug on the corner of her lips that made her smile.
The merchant bowed in front of her. "Your Majesty." He greeted Sarah. "This is no ordinary nail polish, in fact, it can change color."
"Change color? Like a mood ring?" Sarah asked, still not sure about why Jareth was so excited about it.
"Mood ring?" The merchant looked at her, confused. Jareth waved his hand at him. "An Aboveground invention, don't worry yourself about it." He turned to his wife. "Sarah, it works similarly but better! You can CHOOSE which colors and what hue and it can blink back and forth. It can add glitter as well if you wish. Imagine if your mother had something like this, she would make headlines of her secret nail polish but not giving away that it's magic, making people wonder."
Sarah's eyes widened. "That's actually genius! Yes, let's get a few of these for her then."
Jareth smirked. "Of course it's a genius idea, I'm sure you married me for more than my dashing good looks, did you not?"
She ignored him, but he definitely caught that amused sparkle in her eye.
They thanked the merchant and Sarah had an idea of what to get for Jareth's mother.
"Your mom likes sentimental things. How about all of us make something for her? We can use that pottery room you've been using. Karen's not a vase person but your mom is."
Jareth shrugged. "She would like that, it's easy and difficult to get things for her as she isn't so picky, as you know. For certain though, Sarah, she would not mind one bit if we didn't get her anything."
Sarah stopped in her tracks and forced him to look into her face. "Jareth, I love your mother. And the fact that she won't put up a fight makes me want to get things for her even MORE. She deserves it unlike my whiny mother. And we have to make sure we get something for her or else-"
"Or else Linda decides to gloat and then it gets messy, I know." He groaned. "Well, it looks like we have a plan, my love." Jareth planted a kiss in her hair, a modest kiss but the random subjects here and there blushed and looked fondly at their loving monarchs.
"Shall we go home?" Sarah asked him. "We should go rest and then tomorrow prepare for the Mother's Day lunch."
"Oh no, Sarah." Jareth smiled. "I know you will be doing that, but don't forget, I still have a present for you."
And with that, he transported her to their little date.
"You suck at this!" Robby yelled at David. "Papa says you have to tip toe like this!" He demonstrated in his green tutu, making David pout.
"IT'S NOT FAIR!" David yelled. He sat down on his bottom, biting his lower lip, trying to not cry.
"You don't have a basis for comparison!" Robby retorted back, the perfect amount of sass to match his father's, proud of saying the phrase perfectly.
"Yes I do!" David was freely crying now. "I try harder than you, and I can't get it perfect!"
"Excuse me, Your Highnesses, but you are up quite late and thy parents would not be pleased as it is nearly 10 at night." Sir Didymus's voice came through the door.
Jareth's and Sarah's assistants retired for the evening, leaving Sir Didymus, Hoggle, and Ludo to babysit as the boys should just be in bed, telling them to call if something was needed.
"I don't care!" David cried. "This was MY idea and now it's going to go bad."
Robby looked at his twin sadly. He didn't mean to make David sad. It was true, Robby was more like Jareth, a natural and graceful dancer in comparison to David, who took after Sarah, much less graceful.
"I'm sorry Davy." He used his twin's old nickname. "You're going to do great!"
"GO AWAY FROM ME!" David hid in a corner, sobbing and snot coming out of his face and onto his shirt.
Robby did leave, and David was saddened but relieved at being left alone. Until he felt a hand on his shoulder.
Turning around, he saw Ludo and Sir Didymus. Robby stood off to the side, not wanting to get involved.
"My Lord, you are quite saddened. Would you like to talk to us?" Sir Didymus asked politely.
"Ludo friend." The giant beast said. "Ludo hug." He pulled the tearful boy in his arms and rocked him gently, instantly stopping the large tears, though small ones still came through.
Robby slipped out, even though he wasn't supposed to be out of his and Robby's room, knowing that he should give them space. He went into their play room and looked at a lot of books, trying to sound out letters (he was better at letters and reading whereas David was good at numbers).
"I'm sad." David told his friends. "Robby is better at dancing for Momma."
"Oh dear child." Sir Didymus patted his hand. "You are a sweet one. I know your parents, they do not care if you are better at dancing or not. You and Robby are quite different, and that is alright. As long as you tried, your parents would be delighted. I bet your mother would be touched you even performed for her." His whiskers twitched, impressed at the fact that two six year old actually stuck with their plan to actually learn how to dance from their father and perform for Sarah. It took a lot of dedication to do that and he was sure not even their two parents were this patient at that age.
"You sure?" David sniffed. Sir Didymus nodded. "Yes, my prince. Now, Robby loves you too, you know?"
"Yeah." He clutched at Ludo, yawning. "I know they all love me."
Ludo rocked the boy back and forth, singing a lullaby. Soon, he fell asleep.
"I didn't mean to make him feel bad." Robby said quietly. Sir Didymus and Ludo turned at the small boy, who rubbed his eyes sleepily. Robby looked at David and walked towards him, pulling a blanket over him. "Momma likes to do that when we're sad." He explained to the friends.
"Don't worry, Robby." Ludo said. Sir Didymus put an arm around him. "Yes, do not worry. He is just a little discouraged, but you both will blow your mother away with the performance. Now, go to sleep. I shall read you a story if that helps you."
Robby crawled into bed, Ludo rested a soft paw on him as Sir Didymus pulled a little red book out. "Ah, an old favorite." He smiled. "The Labyrinth."
"But what no one knew is that the king of the goblins had fallen in love with the girl, and he had given her certain powers…"
"Do you remember when I proposed to you?" Jareth asked meekly, walked with Sarah along a small cleared path in the forest.
"How could I forget?" She moved a little closer to him, her arm tucked in his. "You were so adorable and sweet."
Jareth blushed. "Well, yes." He laughed a little. "But I meant, do you remember where?"
"Of course I do silly. I was being proposed to. How can a girl forget, especially when she was dating the Goblin King?" She moved her hand from the crook of his elbow to his fingers, taking off his glove and threading her hands with his.
It was a stressful time, if they were both being truthful. Jareth wanted to plan a romantic evening, maybe go see a show or walk around a rose garden perhaps. But no. Those stupid fireys were at it again, but that time, they had recruited the fairies to try to burn down the entire forest.
Jareth and Sarah had a large argument about whether she should go or not to help. After not being able to get any other "huamnoid" beings like sorcerers or faes or elves, Jareth grumbled and let her be by his side. After getting those ridiculous Fireys to calm down and to remind them and the fairies that it was he who let them stay in the Labyrinth and granted them refuge, they all calmed down and were forced to help him build the goblin houses back to what they were.
If it weren't for Sarah, it would've been much worse. Jareth liked to use force as it was quicker and easier. Using the bog as a threat was easier on these creatures than reasoning with them, but Sarah's patience helped them reach a better goal. It was goblins and fireys and other crazy creatures that made him desensitized to more sentient creatures like Hoggle, for example, and why he was so bad at communicating with Sarah in the first place.
That day, he was grateful to her, but she wouldn't have it as he still stood by his conviction to try to shield her. "Jareth, I love you. And I'm going to be by your side because I WANT to. What kind of queen would I be if I just stay in the castle?"
Jareth genuinely felt bad. He knew that she was right, but it wasn't in his nature. Still, her declaration of being his future queen made him drop down to one knee and propose right then, ring in his hand. He saw Sarah froze, and thought that maybe he should have waited until a more romantic moment but she just squealed and kissed him, stunned for a moment by his vulnerability.
"Honestly, that was more romantic than anything else you could've thought of." Sarah smiled at him, brining Jareth back to the present.
"How so?" He let go of her fingers to wrap his arms around her waist. "We were both dirty and grimy, smelled bad from being that close to the bog earlier that day, and tired. Not to mention irritated."
"Well, you proposed in the moment which was fine because we had discussed it. It's the idea that you told me once, that you'll be there for me as the world falls down. Life with you isn't just 'mornings of gold' or 'valentine evenings' as you sang, but it's when things are awful too. And you accepted in that moment that I would be there for you and not run away, just like I accepted that I wouldn't be apart from you again."
Jareth stopped her and stood in front, a soft look on his face. He ran a finger down her cheek and sighed. "Oh Sarah, we have been together for a decade. How I am grateful to have you and that we are just as in love now as we were back then. More so, in fact. And look at you, the best mother I could ever ask for my crazy boys."
He kissed her, and Sarah sighed happily, feeling his strong arms around her waist and his feathery hair in her fingers. She felt their surroundings shift and peaked through.
"Jareth, what, is that? No way!"
She recognized this spot as the spot where he proposed. Back then, it was a barren wasteland almost from the damage the fireys did, but now, it was luscious and green with beautiful flowers all over. And in the center, was a swing next to a pond.
Still dazed by the sight, she didn't even notice Jareth was behind her until he picked her up and placed her on the swing. She beamed at him, and he pushed her back and forth.
"I know how you are, you wouldn't want this to yourself as you aren't selfish." He said after a push. "But I feel that tonight at least, you should be alone with me as the first person to sit on this swing."
Sarah looked to her right and caught hers and Jareth's reflection in the pond that was full of small lilies.
They stayed like that, switching turns so Sarah would push Jareth as well. Sometimes they spoke, sometimes they just enjoyed the silence of being together.
Sarah stopped the swing and beckoned him to come in front of her. Curious, he did and sat on the grass in front of her, waiting for her to speak.
Her green eyes shone with such love, even with only the moon and the stars to reflect her feelings. She reached over and touched his soft cheek. "Jareth, say what you said earlier about me being a mother."
He tilted his head to the side, not sure where she was getting at. "I said you were the best mother I could have for my children. And I mean it, my love." He turned his head so he could brush his lips against her palm.
"You worded it a little differently than that." She said in a playful voice. She knew that Jareth was a man who took exact wordings seriously so he must have caught it.
Jareth paused and thought for a moment, still unsure of what she said. "I said something like, you're the best mother I could ask for my two crazy boys."
Sarah got off the swing and sat next to him, making sure his blue eyes were meeting hers. She looked down briefly and took the hand that was closest to her.
Looking up again, she kissed his fingers, never letting her eyes leave his. "Jareth, what if we had more than just two crazy boys?"
He blinked, then his eyes got huge. It was as if her words made him stop breathing and he swallowed. Shaking his head from the momentary paralyzation, he took a few deep breaths and looked down at her other hand, which was resting against her stomach.
"Sarah, are you, oh my, you're-"
"I'm pregnant, yes."
He covered his mouth with his free hand, looking from the belly to her grinning face. "A baby? Oh Sarah!"
He pulled her close and kissed her, tears running down both their faces and mixing together. He hugged her and kissed the top of her head, tears still falling down freely.
"May I?" He whispered. Sarah nodded, and he put his hand against her stomach and closed his eyes.
After a moment, he opened them, still not quite believing this. "Sarah, it's a girl! A little baby girl!"
She giggled and he began to talk to the child. "Well hello there, little one. It's me, your Papa. I can't wait to meet you and teach you how to paint your nails and drive your big brothers crazy. You're going to be so beautiful and we're going to play sports like who can kick the most goblins in a minute-"
"Jareth." Sarah said in a threatening tone. "No kicking goblins yet. Don't tell me you've been teaching the boys how to do it already?"
He didn't even have the decency to look guilty when he shrugged.
Sarah rolled her eyes. "You are one crazy dad. Lucky for all of us, you're a loving one." She kissed him sweetly, though she was going to have a talk with all three of them about not abusing their kicking goblins power.
She yawned, and Jareth took her in his arms, and to a small tent that he had set up earlier. The tent had a clear plastic covering so they could see stars and still stay warm.
He lovingly took her shoes and socks off, rubbing her tired feet. Not long after, Sarah beckoned him to lay next to her, both nuzzling and sleeping against each other, in pure bliss.
