AN: I apologise for the short chapter. Anyway... If any readers have any ideas for something they would like to see happen, just leave it in a review!

"I wish the Goblin King would come and take me away. Right Now!"

There was no theatrics this time. No laughing goblins hidden from view, no thunder, no barn owl. For a small moment Sarah didn't think it had worked, until a velvety voice spoke from the shadows, "Well... what have we here?"

Sarah blinked away her tears as the Goblin King stepped out of a dark corner, looking down at her form with an unreadable expression. Many times had she thought of things to say should she ever meet Jareth again, each with a different scenario playing out within her head. Now that she was once again in his presence, all she could say was a weak, "Hi"

"Hello Sarah" he smiled.

Sarah was silent, unable to think of anything to say. Jareth took the opportunity to look around her room. "Dear me Sarah, have you been having one of your tantrums again?" He asked, indicating the upturned room with a vague wave of his hand.

"No," Sarah said, and found herself smiling slightly, "My dad and step-mother decided to hunt for drugs they think I'm taking"

"Drugs?"

"Narcotics"

"I know what drugs are, precious child, I was merely surprised they would suspect such a thing from you" Jareth said, glancing down at Sarah, still in the same position she was in when he arrived. He moved over and crouched before her, "Tell me, why would they think such things?"

Sarah sniffed, "After I won Toby back I tried to be a better sister. They got suspicious over my sudden change"

"So you wished yourself to me" Jareth smirked, "I must say, I never would have thought I would see you again. Especially so soon"

"I'm surprised you weren't spying on me in your little crystals" Sarah said, unable to stop herself.

Jareth stood with a soft sigh, "I couldn't. Not after your powerful words during our last meeting. Though that matters not now. You wished yourself to me, therefore I own you, and I have come to collect"

A flash of horror rushed through Sarah at Jareth's words of ownership. She wondered what would happen to her. Would he simply kill her? Or would he torture her for beating his Labyrinth? Turn her into a slave? Or a goblin? Jareth smiled down at the expression on Sarah's face as he held out a hand, "Come child. It's time to leave"

Defiant thoughts drifted through Sarah's mind. She wasn't one to be owned by anyone, even a powerful Goblin King. However, her words came back to her, she had wished herself away to him specifically. Sighing she took his hand and stood. Looking up to him she asked, "Will my family forget about me?"

"Yes" Jareth said bluntly, "That is a power I have no control over. Once someone becomes a resident of the Underground all memories of their previous existence are erased."

Sarah thought about that for a moment, tears once again pouring from her eyes. Toby wouldn't remember her, her father would forget she ever existed. Jareth simply stood, waiting for her, his hand still gently clasping hers. After a moment, Sarah took a deep breath, wiping her face with her free hand. It would be better this way, she thought, this way, her father wouldn't miss her. "Okay" She said, "Let's go"

Jareth lifted a hand, possibly to release the magic to take them Underground, but then he froze, "Is there anything you wish to bring with you?" he asked, his voice oddly gentle.

Sarah blinked, surprised at the generosity he was showing. She looked around her room, wondering if there was anything she truly needed. She looked down at the broken music box, her heart shattering once again as she replayed the memory of it's last moments. "No" She said finally, "There isn't anything"

Jareth rose a brow, but said nothing. He cast the spell that would transport them back to the Throne room of his home, the spell including the broken pieces of the music box, though he transported that particular item to his private chambers.

The noise was deafening compared to the silence of Sarah's room. Goblins everywhere shouting, laughing and running passed each other with seemingly no care for preventing collisions. Sarah jumped at the sudden volume increase before she looked around. She didn't recognise any of these goblins, though she supposed last time she was here memorising faces was not a priority.

Jareth released her hand and moved to lounge on his throne. "Welcome home Sarah"