Author's Note: First, I'd like to say thanks to everyone who reviewed. It always makes me happy to read a review.

Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth. But I sure wish I did.

'Sarah! Sarah wake up!" I rolled over in my bed, not wanting to get up. "Sarah Williams! Get down here this instant!" Reluctantly, I decided I had better get up before my step mother had an anyorisim. I sat up and blinked my eyes a few times before the familiar decor of my bedroom came into focus.

It was so different then it had been all those years ago. The stuffed toys were safely packed away in boxes under my bed, along with the fairy stories, ceramic figures, and a little red book I once held so dear. Now, in the place of the room of a child, was the room of a young woman. The walls were a pale shade of pink covered by prints of landscapes, the fairytales replaced by books about science, philosophy, and mostly sociology. I found the former two the be interesting, but the later was my passion. I decided long ago that I wanted to help people, so I started studying the social behavior of them. I figured, the best way to help people is to understand how they work in relation to others. And so, here I am, Sarah Williams. A Junior in College working towards my degree, a loving big sister, and a daughter to be proud of.

And yet, I still felt something was missing. I couldn't understand it. It was like there was a big hole in my heart. I have felt like this for so long. But, it wasn't always this way, was it? No, I can remember a time when I wasn't like this. I had been so different then. I was self-centered and completely focused on what I wanted. No one elses wishes mattered to me. Something happened to change me. But all I can remember was hat someone I loved had been in danger, Toby had been in danger.

I have been having flashes lost memories for the past few days. They always come after I think of Toby. This one, was no different. It was as if the room around me melted away and in its place was left a room full of staircases. Upside down, right side up, sideways, staircases going in all directions. "Toby!" I called and frantically climbed a staircase following a beautiful blond child, my brother.

So many things were running through my mind. Still, Toby was all that mattered. He is going to get hurt. I have to save Toby. But every stair I climbed he only got further away. Then, in a desperate attempt to reach him, I lept off the top off the staircase. But instead of landing on solid ground, the floor beneath me crumbled away and I floated further down.

The scenery changed once again, the pieces of the room I just inhabited floating above the ground I stood on. Everything seemed to have a faint glow and an eerie wind blew the great stone puzzle in circles around us. Then, from the shadows stepped a man.

The wind blew the feathers on his coat allowing them to catch the light, making him glow like an angel. Indeed he fit the appearance of an angel. Lean and tall with blond locks of all different lengths. Hair that invited you to touch it, and I wanted to. I wanted to know if it was as soft as it looked. I wanted to tangle my fingers in his hair and look into his mismatched eyes.

He was walking toward me as if calling to me. I wanted him to close the distance faster and took a step toward him reaching my hand out toward the hair I wanted to touch so badly. A voice then rang clear down into her very soul, a voice as beautiful as a melody of bells. "Sarah." He called to her. With that he faded away along with the world he created for me, and I was left alone sitting in my bed wondering who he was and if I would ever know.

Just as that thought crossed through my mind, I heard a tiny tapping noise on my door. "Come in. " I said climbing out from under the covers. A little blond head poked through the doorway. "Sarah, were you awake?"

"Good morning, Toby." Said grinning at him and pulling him into a hug. "Yes, I was awake."

His tiny arms wrapped around my waist returning my hug. "Happy Birthday Sarah!"

Letting go of him I smiled again. " Thank you, Toby."

"It's time for your birthday breakfast." He took me by the hand and I followed him out of my bedroom. " Dad and I made your favorite, banana pancakes."

By this time I was following him down the stairs and, once again lost in my own thoughts. Toby was eight now. He was growing like a weed. Everyday he seemed a little different. He had been just over a year old when I changed. I wish I could remember what happened. I know I can't ask him, he was too young to be able to remember. My parents are no use either, every time I mentioned it, they acted like they had no clue what I was talking about, and who knows, maybe they really didn't know anything. Either way I just wish someone could full the holes in my memories.

We walked into the kitchen and I was immediately hit by the smell of pancakes, but more obvious than that were the numerous birthday decorations spread around the room. There were deep purple, red, and emerald green streamers strewn about the room, dark blue balloons sticking to the ceiling, and a big banner of all the colors of the rainbow that read "Happy Birthday" hanging in the doorway just above my head.

"Oh wow." I muttered. My father smiled at me. "The decorations were Toby's idea." He lovingly tussled the boy's hair.

I looked down at him and smiled. "Thank you Toby. I love them."

Toby wrapped his little arms around my waist again. "I wanted to make sure you had the best birthday ever."

I slipped into a chair as my step mother placed a heaping plate full of pancakes in front of me. I was busy smothering my pancakes in syrup when my father spoke. "So Sarah do you have any plans with your friends today?"

"Yes, Katie and I are going to the fair." I swallowed a mouthful of orange juice.

"Would you mind taking Toby with you? We still have to go shopping for your birthday dinner." My step mother asked.

"Oh no. I wouldn't mind at all." I smiled at my little brother. "Having Toby there will only make it even more fun."

I really have changed. Used to be I would never take Toby anywhere without putting up a fight. Now, I do almost everything with him. When it was time to take the training wheels off of his bike, he had been so scared.

"No, don't take them off. I'm not ready. " He tried so hard to hide that he was afraid.

I knelt down so I was looking him in the eyes. "Toby, its okay to be afraid. You just have to think about all the good things waiting for you when you can ride by yourself."

He looked at me questioningly. "Like what?"

"Well," I thought for a moment. "Wouldn't you like to be able to take bike rides with me?"

"You promise to take rides with me?"

I smiled. "Yes Toby. Whenever you want to."

His face lit up and he smiled ear to ear. "Okay Sarah, teach me how to ride."

Author's note: Well there is chapter two. I'm sorry its so short. It was originally a lot longer, but I ran into some writer's block and just wanted to get something up for you guys. I'm well into the next chapter and should have it up soon. As always, please review it keeps me motivated.