(A/N: Chapter two people! *Composes one's self…* Well! I woke up this morning with one determined thought in my head… Complete chapter 2… Complete chapter 2… Complete chapter 2 … You get the idea XD Again I say that I do not own any of the characters of Labyrinth, and that they belong to a very talented Jim Henson J Right now I have a tiara on my head O_o … Please enjoy the story :) Thanks!)

In the mighty world of the underground, the twice as mighty Goblin King twisted and rolled a clear crystal over his white, gloved hands, whilst staring deeply into its depths mesmerised. He shuffled on his stone-carved throne, as the image contained inside started out blurry, as all visions do through the crystals, but as the image began to be clearer, Jareth could make out the sleeping figure of the Labyrinth champion. His Sarah slept soundly, though no thoughts of him were involved in her dreams. We'll have to change that, precious… Jareth thought darkly, and he let the crystal orb fly out through the window of the throne room as light as the air itself.

Sarah's dream was interrupted by laughter and music, which was as soft and caring as a mother's voice to a child. She openly accepted this dream to wash over her and was whisked away to a room that was full of dancing and happiness. She looked down at the beautiful silver gown that fit like a glove, and she smiled as she looked around at the friendly people who the laughter had come from. She soon found out that she wore the only stunning silver gown in the whole room, and she smiled even more to the thought that she was a true individual. Like a star floating through a river of bright splendid colour, she wondered around the room with grace. A large mirror framed with gold hung on the wall and she glided freely to admire its splendour. A gasp escaped her parted lips as she took a good look at her appearance. I look like a stranger… she thought as she twirled watching as the dress swayed with her.

"You look beautiful." A deep voice aged by time sounded behind her as she spun around to find handsome mismatched eyes roaming freely into hers.

"You." Sarah's face, as she thought it would, was stunned by the sudden appearance of the goblin king. Blushing fiercely she bowed her head to him, which welcomed a smirk to his lips. Those lips, She thought. The same lips which had offered her dreams and the same lips which were in her dream now.

"Shall we?" He offered his hand to her and she took it without realising. Before she knew it they were spinning around the room, weaving through the other couples with ease.

"How long has it been Sarah, since we last met?" he said, still with his eyes on hers.

"It's been two years." Her voice squeaked, blushing even more in embarrassment at the pathetic noise she just made. Jareth chuckled and twirled her under his arm and then they resumed swaying together.

"I've- I mean I-," Sarah sighed hopelessly, and Jareth, the mighty Goblin King, was amazed that she, the winner of the labyrinth, was speechless. He looks even more handsome than I remember, Sarah thought to herself as she moved around the room fluidly with him.

"Oh look," Sarah told Jareth. "We're such a good team that we're putting the other couples to shame." She smiled as her eyes flitted around and then landed back on those agreeable eyes of his. Sarah saw the change in him as he took the compliment, and they moved to a more upbeat tune that danced energetically through the air just as much as we were moving across the dance floor.

"Oh dear," He pouted playfully as his eyes also flitted around the room and again resting on Sarah's teasing hues. "It seems so." He smirked.

"I can't believe I'm dreaming about you. This is the first time in a very long while. " She admitted. Pain flashed across his face at the statement and the room darkened into turmoil. Sarah felt instant regret, yet it was too late.

"Jareth?" her voice was panicked and she moved closer to him while her eyes darted around the ever more darkening room.

Her sudden closeness took him off guard and he backed away from her, pushing back the shock from his features.

"Did you not miss me at all?" He murmured, just loud enough for her to hear. Her emerald eyes searched his for help, when she realised she had none, a glistening tear rolled down the side of her face and hurt showed through her emotions. Jareth felt guilt wash over him as he spotted the tear; he caused her pain even in dreams.

"Jareth, Please, don't leave me." Sarah pleaded. The lump in his throat throbbed as his heart almost lurched out of his chest to be near hers. The sight of her in this state was unbearable, and he tore himself from the dream and his Sarah was left all alone in the darkness. Frightened and abandoned.

When Sarah awoke the next morning she found herself crying uncontrollably and clutched to the sheets of her quilt. Her sobs shook her body and she buried her head in her pillow seeking a comfort. Snap out of it Sarah! It was just a meaningless dream! Se scolded herself. She dried her tears and swerved around on her bed so she was sat upright with legs over the edge. Her body still quaking with sobs. The canvass, from the previous night, lay on the floor with the face of Jareth looking outwards. Sarah stood carefully and picked it up and leant it against the wall so that it- so that he- wasn't staring at her. It was a dream, just a dream; she thought and put it out of her mind, but that didn't cease the depression that suddenly took hold of her. She checked the time, looking at the clock on her dressing table. 8:30AM. Dad, Karen and Toby are going at 9:00am. I best go say my good byes.

Once down stairs Sarah eyed up the box of cornflakes hungrily. Pulling a bowl out of the cupboard she heard her father and Karen talking in the living room. Pouring her cornflakes in the bowl and soaking them in milk, she walked through to the living room and sat on the sofa, with cereal on her lap, munching away.

"Good morning." Karen spoke. And her dad mimicked what Karen had said.

"Good morning. Are you ready so soon?" Sarah asked puzzled.

"Yes sweetie. We're still leaving at 9:00 though." Her dad sensed the uneasiness in her. "Are you alright?" He asked.

"Oh erm, yeah I'm fine." Sarah replied.

"Hm." Her dad grunted unconvinced. Sarah just smiled and carried on eating her cornflakes. Toby then ran through and dived on Sarah causing her to almost spill her cereal all over him.

"Morning!" He shouted. He had his blue back pack on and a red cap, though his red cap fell off almost straight away.

"Toby! Be careful!" Karen ordered strictly. Toby just giggled and Sarah smiled at his bright face.

"You remember to bring me back a present, okay?" Sarah laughed. Toby nodded energetically and giggled even more.

"Why you not go?" Toby pieced his words together with a slightly down expression now on his features.

"I have to work Toby." Sarah replied sadly and Toby looked just as upset, which made her heart sink. She thought of something to cheer him up.

"Though… This means you get twice as much ice-cream while you're there." Sarah smiled at Toby hoping he'd catch on. He did.

"Really? Yay!" He shrieked in delight. And the four of them chatted for the rest of the small time they had left.

Jareth's mind was haunted the same morning by the expression that Sarah had given him, in the all too real dream. She only has herself to blame, he thought, I have thought of her every single day, yet she has thought of me so little. A crystal orb appeared in his hands once again and showed Sarah crying when she had awoke, convincing herself it was just a dream and now her putting on a false display of happiness for her family. Though he saw through her façade, and only saw a sad ness deep in her eyes. Jareth found out from the chattering that her family was leaving that morning to go on holiday for a week. A week! She's going to be left on her own for a WEEK! He thought loudly. With hearing the news he summoned Hoggle to his throne room.

"Higgle! You horrid scab! Come here now!" He shouted, and Hoggle came running through the doorway, out of breath.

"What do you's want!" He snapped back. Jareth glared at Hoggle fiercely, causing him to gulp down the fear that arose in his throat.

"When was the last time you talked to Sarah?" He growled the words out.

"Yesterday. Why? She ain't in troubles I hope!" Hoggle asked worried. Jareth breathed a sigh of relief. At least her friends haven't abandoned her. Like I did…

"No Hogworth, She is not in trouble. Yet I fear she will be lonely for a while. This is why I am ordering you to keep her company. "Jareth declared. Hoggle had 'surprise' written all over his face. He didn't reply but nodded obediently, with a little more added respect for his king. And then he was gone. Suddenly a thought arose in his mind. As well as Hognose going to Sarah, maybe I'll pay her a visit myself… He smiled at the idea he had come up with. I'll show her that I have not abandoned her. And with that he carried on staring deeply into his crystal and started to sing softly, making sure the words carried all the way to his precious Sarah's mind.

"There's such a sad love,

Deep in your eyes,

A kind of pale jewel,

Open and closed within your eyes,

I'll place the sky, within your eyes."