OK I know the last chapter was short I'm sorry. This should be longer, and Jareth is in this one.

Enjoy!

Back to the Labyrinth

The King of goblins watched Sarah through the crystal in his hand. His eyes tense with a worry that no one around him would see. He had loved Sarah and still does, in his own twisted way. Suddenly her voice boomed and echoed in the stone walls of the castle.

"I want to go to the labyrinth right now!!" There were several crashes and a few splashes, Jareth sighed. After thousands of years of living in this castle they still dropped something or broke something every time someone called a wish. Looking back he saw the bus had stopped rolling and Sarah had fallen unconscious. Walking over to a window and looking out, he saw more and more of the labyrinth dying and crumbling. Ever since Sarah had left, the Labyrinth had been slowly falling apart. Looking at the crystal and Sarah again her threw it out and watched it disappear to the Aboveground. Soon Sarah would be back and hopefully, the life of the Labyrinth.

Sarah woke with the sun bright in her eyes, turning over she groped for her clock. Not finding what she was looking for she lifted up her head. Seeing only a bare table and a worried looking dwarf, she scrambled up. Looking around she saw a very pretty and well furbished room, but it was not her room. Climbing out of bed she looked at the goblin. "AmI in the underground?" Sarah asked, the goblin, who looked terrified, nodded and scurried out with a "Please excuse me Milady." Sarah sat down with a soft thump on a nearby chair. I'm back… I'm really back, but how did I get here? Trying to remember, she put her head in her hands. Suddenly it came back to her. Their all dead aren't they? Am I the only survivor? Is it because I wished myself here? Her thoughts raged through her mind and she didn't notice when a teenage girl entered the room with a tray food. The girl lightly tapped Sarah on the shoulder while she balanced the tray of food in her other hand. Sarah jumped and let out a small yelp, making the girls tray almost tip over. The girl, a middle sized woman with long white hair and sea blue eyes, set the tray down and bowed to Sarah.

"Milady, I brought you your food. I hope you like French onion soup." Sarah simply nodded, then got the courage to ask as the girl started to make the bed. "Umm what's your name?" Looking up, the girl smiled at Sarah. "I'm called Dane milady." Dane walked over to the fire that had started to burn and built it back up again. "Why you do you keep calling me milady? I don't have a title or anything." Dane looked up at Sarah, and then went back to her work. "Milady, you are his majesty's special guest. Therefore I must call you Milady." Standing up she walked to the door. "If you need anything just call me. And you better eat that soup soon or it'll get cold." Sarah looked at the soup and decided it was probably the best idea. Picking up a piece of bread she tore off a bit and I dunked it in. trying it she decided she did like it. Finishing it she got up, stretched, and walked over to the double door balcony. Looking out she gasped at the scene before her. The trees and all plant life were brown or black and barren, the walls were in very bad shape, some had crumbled in places. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and it was very dry. It was as if all the magic that had made this place beautiful was slowly disappearing. "I see you finally woke up" A familiar voice said behind her. Spinning around she came face to face with the Goblin king.

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After catching her balance, Sarah starred. Not thinking she blurted out. "What are you doing here?" Jareth raised an eyebrow. "I happen to live and rule here Sarah, don't tell me you forgot your memory, we all heard your wish." he said, his mouth curved into a half smile. Sarah, who was still staring, sat down hard on a chair. "I know that… I meant what you are doing in here, in my room?" she said irritably. Her head was spinning, from what she didn't know. Forcing herself to calm down, she looked up a Jareth who had moved from the balcony to the wall. He now leaned against it with his arms crossed. "I see the trip down here is starting to wear off. As for me being in your room, I wanted to see how my special guest is doing."

"Liar, you don't care about anyone." She snapped, who looked down under his glare. "Sarah, I must ask you to keep your opinions to your self. This is my kingdom, I have all power and authority to put you in the oubliette or dip you in the bog." Sarah angered even

More quickly threw a pillow at Jareth. He transported himself right behind her. "My dear Sarah, how violent you've become" He breath felt warm on her neck, he gripped her wrist. She froze as a small shiver ran down her spine, she tried to turn around, but he had he locked in place.

"I'm not violent, its just you." she snapped again. And it was true; she wasn't really a violent person. When she threw the pillow, she had surprised herself. Jareth let go of her wrist and stepped away half smirking. "Well it seems I should come back when your in a better mood." he started to fade away almost as if he knew that Sarah wanted to still talk to him. "Wait! Why did you save me, why not the others on the bus?" Sarah called. All that came back was a ghostly chuckle. Sarah even madder now threw back the covers of the bed and climbed in, telling herself that she will never come out again and pull the covers up over her head.

Ok I know it's not much longer than the last chapter but I thought it might be a good place to stop. And it has some Jareth/Sarah action in it that's got to count for something right? Love it or hate it let me know!!