Disclaimer: Totaly sucks, but I don't own the Labyrinth.

Warning: Sarah and Jareth might be a little out of character.

So Simple, So Small

Ch. 2:Awake and Kicking

As Jareth walked into the room where Sarah had been taken, he sensed unease in the air. Phaedra walked up to him with a small smile on her lips, but a blank expression in her eyes. For a second, Jareth was sure Sarah was dead and his heart wretched at the thought. But he looked over at the bed to find her sleeping somewhat peacefully. His own heart ached seeing her so bruised and bandaged, but it comforted him to know that she was alive. Before he could go over to her, Phaedra grabbed his arm. "Jareth, I did what I could. He's used some kind of magic on her. I'm not sure what because we don't know who it is. But it was strong and I couldn't work against it. I'm not even sure if she'll wake up or not. Things aren't looking up right now, but we can only hope for the best."

Jareth nodded, the words sinking in." Thank you," he replied, putting on his fake brave voice. "You've done your best and that's all I can ask from you." He walked over to a chair and dragged it over to Sarah's bedside. He picked up her hand. As Phaedra watched this display of affection she had never before seen from the tough King of the Goblins, she decided it would be best to leave them alone and quietly slipped out of the room.

Sarah's hand was ice cold. Jareth could feel it through his leather gloves. He quickly flung them off and wrapped her left hand in both of his since her other hand was heavily bandaged. Why was she so cold? He worked to radiate his own warmth into her small hand. He pulled the covers up higher to ensure that she wasn't to cold all over and not just her hands.

After several hours of sitting with her and trying to warm her small hand, he fell asleep. He had a dream, a nightmare really, about Sarah.

He was sitting in a small room with no windows and only a large wooden door directly in front of him. He could hear screams coming from outside the door, but yet he couldn't get up from the chair he was in to help. He recognized those screams. They were Sarah's! But yet he couldn't get to her! There was someone behind him, but he couldn't tell who it was. Then they started to speak to him. "Jareth, oh Mighty King of the Goblins," Jareth was furious! Who was this mocking him? "I hold your dreams in the palm of my hand. I hold your fear, love, your delight, and your joy." He stepped around the chair, but Jareth still couldn't tell who he was. He seemed only a shadow moving about. But he had the presence and feel of a real man. A very powerful man.

Whatever spell bound Jareth to the chair, he could not counter. "You may take back your dreams, your love, if you pledge your allegiance to me and only me!" "And how would you know what my love is?" Jareth spat. "Do not underestimate me." Came the cold reply. "I know everything about you."

"And if I refuse?" The dark shadow leapt behind Jareth and threw his hands into the air, light projecting from both and onto the wall facing Jareth. A scene played out before him. SARAH!! It was Sarah! She was lying on a stone floor shivering. Suddenly, the shadow started to murmur. Almost like a chant. Sarah screamed in agony. Her face was distorted in pain. Her fingers began to curl and she screamed louder and harder. Jareth could hear her screams penetrating the wall and gasped when he realized the shadow was really hurting her. "STOP!" He shouted. The shadow looked amused, but continued. Suddenly, a voice penetrated his own mind. "Wake up!!"

Jareth awoke with a start, drenched in sweat. Phaedra was standing over him with a concerned look on her face. "You were having a nightmare sir." She explained. Jareth sat up straight and looked over at the bed. Sarah lay still and sleeping. Her hand still encased in Jareth's. Relief washed over him knowing she was safe. "Thank you, Phaedra." She nodded then exited the room.

Jareth reached a bare hand over and caressed the side of Sarah's face. Oh, how she had changed his life in the few months she had been here. He still remembered the day she came.

Flashback:

Jareth was sitting in his throne room, looking at all the goblins running around. They were amusing enough. Terrorizing chickens and each other. Drinking and being merry. But he could not be amused. Every since she had beat him, beat him at HIS OWN GAME nonetheless, he couldn't take his mind off of her. She was in his every thought, all his dreams. She had taken part of his pride with her when she left the labyrinth.

He had nothing but goblins and paperwork to distract him most days. But that didn't seem to work. They were everyday things that he had grown used to. Oh yes, he would go when someone wished away a child, but the majority of his days were spent thinking.

He felt a slight tingle in his fingertips. "Finally. A welcome distraction." He muttered. He conjured a crystal, and without even bothering to look at who had been wished away, transported himself to the aboveground. He was shocked to find that he ended up in Sarah's bedroom. "What in the..." A gasp cut him off. He looked over to find Sarah cowering in the corner, tear stains evident on her cheeks.

"Sarah?" He quickly put on a smug face, trying to regain his arrogant composure. "What is it now? Wishing away your little brother because he's crying again? Come come. I have much better things to do." He was lying. He had nothing better to do at all. He summoned a crystal to replay the wish. It showed Sarah sitting on her bed, crying her heart out. Finally, in a tear choked voice, she said barely audible "I wish the goblins would come and take me away." She looked down and whispered "I just don't want to hurt anymore."

Jareth looked up, surprise evident on his lovely features. "You have wished yourself away?" "I didn't mean it!" Sarah cried. The Goblin King immediately put back on his smug face. "Tsk tsk Sarah. You know the rules. What's said is said." Sarah looked defeated. "Yes," she replied quietly. "I know the rules." She stood. "I'm ready." The Goblin King was shocked! Where was the fight? The anger? Where was the pleading and begging not to go? Wait...Where was her family?

Jareth shrugged and put back on his Goblin King face. He transported them back to the castle. A maid by the name of LeAnn was already waiting. "LeAnn will show you to your rooms." With that, he turned and disappeared.

End Flashback

Jareth had conjured a crystal after that to look back at the last three years since Sarah had left the labyrinth. They were filled with pain and heartache. Little joy to be found. He understood why she had wished herself away. In all his thinking, he didn't notice Sarah starting to shiver again. A sheen of sweat had broken out over her body and her face was on fire. He quickly summoned Phaedra. She rushed in and was shocked to find Sarah's health declining so rapidly. She knew there wasn't much chance, but she didn't expect anything to happen this soon.

She rushed over and shooed Jareth out. She needed to be able to work without his worry in the air.

Jareth once again didn't know where to go. He feared her outburst had something to do with his dream. Although he knew that wasn't possible, the dream still scared him. Nothing was supposed to scare him. He was the Goblin King! But as much as he didn't want to admit it, losing Sarah scared him.

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"Look what you've done to him." Phaedra whispered, a smile spreading across her face as she set about her work.

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Jareth paced. And paced. And paced. What was wrong with her?! At last, Phaedra walked out. "Finally!" He yelled. "It's been hours!" "It's only been 20 minutes sir." Phaedra replied calmly. Jareth let out a quick huff of air before delving into questions. "How is she now? What caused this? Is she going to be alright? Is she awake now...?" Phaedra cut him off. "She is fine as can be in her state. A spike in her temperature caused this. She will be fine now, I believe. And no. She is not awake yet."

Jareth could only nod before slipping back into her room. He sat down heavily in his chair, overwhelmed with joy that his Sarah may not die after all. "I never doubted you." He whispered. "But you did give me quite a scare there." He chuckled. "You must refrain from that." A grin spread across his face as he watched her. Unable to contain himself, he leaned over and placed a brief kiss on her forehead. He then brushed a strand of hair from her cheek. "Dear Sarah. My dear Sarah. Whatever will I do with you?"

He sat back in his chair, content in holding her hand. So softly, as if he might disturb her, he began to sing.

Everybody's raised in blindness

Everybody knows it's true

Everybody feels that every day is real

Anybody's point of view

Nobody can break their bondage

Everyone can feel their chains

But even in my night

I knew you'd found your sight

And nothing would be quite the same

Please help me

Who can I be now

You found me

Who can I be

Fell apart, you found me

Now, can I be now

You found me now

Can I be real

Can I be real

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Phaedra walked in a couple of hours later to check on Sarah before turning in for the night. Jareth looked at her with tiered eyes and smiled. Actually smiled! It took her a second to get over the shock. Being with Sarah must have lightened his hard exterior.

Suddenly, Sarah began to scream. She shot up into a sitting position. Jareth grabbed her as lightly as possible, trying not hurt her any more than she already was. Phaedra rushed over to try and calm her down. Sarah kicked and screamed, fighting as hard as she could, which wasn't to hard considering her injuries. Well, she was awake now. Awake and kicking.

END CHAPTER

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Thank you all so much for your reveiws!! It made me bubbly inside. Hope you liked this chapter. I'll try to get the next one up tomorrow. Probably gonna type it tonight. Or at least most of it. Well, for all the Bowie fans, as you probably know, that was his song Who Can I Be Now. Well just a portion. But I like the idea that he sings to her every once in a while. Kinda cute.

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