A.N.- Ok, so I've finally finished this little short fic. It's not much, and in fact it's more of an epilogue than anything. I basically wanted this to stay short and sweet. Hopefully I'll get around to updating my other stories soon. Thanks everyone!

Part 2

"I'm going to kill him," Sarah fumed as she waddled down the corridor, every once in a while having to stop and catch her breath. During these moments, a hard kick would remind her that she needed to try and hurry. Vaguely, she wondered if it was the boy or the girl who was doing the kicking. Probably the boy. Jareth seemed like the type who had kicked his mother while in the womb. She glanced down at the goblin midwife, asking once again the question she'd been asking for months now. "Are twins normal for a Goblin Queen to have?"

Reisel, for that was the midwife's name, glanced up at Sarah and replied, "The Fae don't reproduce as much as mortals do, and I myself have never witnessed a twin birth before. This is truly a blessing."

"Right now, it feels like I've got two sentient bowling balls in my stomach." If she'd known that she was going to end up pregnant with twins, she might not have had so much sex with Jareth that week after she'd pranked him. But at the time, he'd been too hard to resist. Hell, he was impossible to resist on a bad day. Sarah flushed as images of where they'd coupled popped up in her head. Every room in the castle, of course, the gardens, an oubliette, a tree...she still wasn't even sure how they'd accomplished that. She was convinced, though, that it was the time where they'd found a dark alcove during a Council meeting which was to blame for her current predicament. They'd almost gotten caught, which had heightened the pleasure for both of them.

"What's so funny?" Reisel asked.

The vision of her and Jareth entwined against a wall disintegrated as she realized she was grinning like an idiot. Okay, so maybe she shouldn't blame him for the consequences, but still, he could at least show up to the birthing on time. Reisel was looking at her expectantly, and Sarah had to come up with an answer without embarrassing herself or the poor goblin. A wicked thought chased through her head. She shouldn't...he'd more than likely introduce more exotic forms of lovemaking if she went through with this. The grin was back, and wider than ever. Reisel had the decency to look perturbed. Sarah leaned in and whispered in her ear.

Jareth rushed into the birthing room, after finally able to get away from the mandatory trade negotiations downstairs. He spotted Sarah laying on the bed, the sheets draped haphazardly, a sheen of sweat covering her exposed skin, and her hair disheveled. He felt his heart squeeze with love. The fact that she had endured months of carrying his offspring without once complaining or blaming him made him wonder what he'd done to deserve her. "I'm not too late, am I, Precious?"

She smiled at him, and he wasn't sure why he suddenly felt a bit of hesitation. Maybe it was the wary expression of Reisel. "Well, you missed the main part, but that's alright. What counts is that you're here. We did it, Jareth. We have two healthy babies." Reisel swiftly handed Sarah two wrapped bundles, then shuffled out of the room just as fast. "Here they are, my love." Sarah pulled back the blankets to reveal two- goblin babies?!

Jareth froze, then looked his wife dead in the eyes. "Sarah, I really do hope this is your idea of a joke."

Confusion clouded her features as she asked, "But...you're the Goblin King, aren't you? So wouldn't it stand to reason that our children would be goblins?"

He felt his jaw tick as he said, "No, I'm a Fae, you know this, so a goblin baby would be impossible." He slowly crawled over to where he was practically on top of her, but not putting any pressure on her body. "Do I need to remind you of how you found yourself in this situation?"

Sarah felt herself responding to his closeness and wondered how he was able to turn her on, despite the fact that she was ridiculously close to giving birth. She never could resist him, she thought once more. "Fine, they're not ours. Spoil sport." She called Reisel back in to take the babies back to their own mothers.

Later, Sarah was holding two perfect infants in her arms, while Jareth sat by her side, stroking her hair. "Are you happy with the names we've chosen for them?" She asked.

"Yes, of course. Brycen is a strong name for our boy, and Starshine is beautiful for our daughter."

"Well, I had considered Peach, but then I was afraid that Toby would make the joke that she would have to marry a man named Mario."

Jareth puffed up, saying sharply, "If any man dares to look at her the wrong way before she's come of age, I will personally guarantee him a permanent trip to the Bog."

Sarah laughed, "And to think, all mortal girls have to worry about is their fathers pointing a gun at their boyfriends." She patted his arm and told him, "You'll be a great father."

"And you'll be an excellent mother." He paused for a minute, then asked, "When would you like to start on having the next one?"

Sarah smirked. "Maybe we should see if we can handle these two first for a while before we decide to have more." Seeing the pout on his lips, she was swift to add, "That doesn't mean sex is off limits. In fact, I think it will be a challenge for us to find new ways to be intimate."

A slow smile spread over his lips. "Challenge accepted."