I don't own Jareth or Sarah, anything from the labyrinth. All others are mine. You know the drill!
It was dark when she woke up in a bed she didn't know, thank god it wasn't bright out. But she heard something and her eyes shot open. What she saw was little creatures around her bed. They looked horrid and ugly, laughing and then shouting. Half of them hanging form the bed, and the others running out two big doors. Where the hell was she? No not where was she, this was just a dream. But she wasn't waking up, and these creatures were all over the place. Suddenly there was a flash of light and glitter.
"Well my dear I'm glad to see you awake. Come with me we have much to go over. And then there's your mother." This guy was weird, all dressed like some reject from a drag show no doubt. But he said something about her mother, and he sounded sad. Where was she? Why didn't she think of it before, where was her mom? Last thing she knew she was on her way....oh my god.
Jareth could see the girls eyes glaze over and widen at the realization of what had happened. She fell back on the bed not remembering she stood when he appeared. She felt a pain in her heart that made tears come to her eyes. Jareth was at her side, telling it was going to be ok, her mother was fine. "You remember everything don't you." His eyes weren't mean at all they were kind. She looked up at him and what he knew about her mother.
"Where is she?" Was all she could say to him, no matter where she was, or who he was, what those creatures where. Where was her mother, the one person in her life she could trust, even if the last few years didn't seem like it.
"She's fine and you can see her, but I must warn you about things before you can see her. You must trust me." Jareth offered his hand to her, and she took it. What choice did she have. Walking through the big doors, she saw more of the creatures. Without even knowing it she leaned on this mans arm as if he could protect her from them. He looked down at the scared little girl at his side though she was hardly a little girl. She was 18, and in her world an adult. Still he smiled at how she leaned into him, and he felt for the first time like he should. "They wouldn't hurt you my dear. They're goblins, and I'm the Goblin King. They follow my orders." He saw the comprehension in her eyes, didn't her mother once tell her a fairy tale about a king like that? He took babies...stole them...no that wasn't right. Her head started to spin, and she couldnt' see straight. The goblins weren't laughing around them anymore, but watched. They knew who she was, but did she?
Before long they came to a room, with out any goblins in it. Once she past through the doors she felt something happen to her. Her body shivered and she saw that the night gown she had on was replaced by a long gown. Long sleeves like a princess in a fairy tale, with a full skirt, she could feel the layers of it were black, and simmered in the light. Lights, there were torches everywhere on the walls. And candles the seemed to float in the air. She could see long windows with stained glass colors but it was too dark outside. She couldn't see the whole pictures, well at least the middle of them. Then she noticed the man with her was dressed in black as well. A poets shirt, half open with a necklace hanging on his chest. Was it to draw attention to himself, she thought that was gross. Not to mention his pants were way to tight, not to say some girls wouldn't like them, but something seemed wrong about it to her. Then he had knee high boots on, and to complete the look black gloves. The only part of him that held any color that she could see was his wild blond hair, his blue and brown eyes. He was pale but so was she. She thought it was weird but something seemed right about it. "My dear, my darling there are things you need to know."
"Where's my mother, where am I? What's going here? And who are you?" She asked looking straight at him. This is crazy even if it was a dream which she hoped. Maybe she was still out of it from last night....maybe. But some how she knew better then that, and was he crying? Jareth had tears in his eyes, when she asked who he was. Didn't she know? Didn't she have any feeling about it? He was hurt but knew no one was to blame. Did she hear groans and gasps from the goblins outside the door. They were there hanging around but not stepping foot inside the room. Why?
"Jasmine, your mother is safe at home, you are in the castle at the center of the Labyrinth. And I'm the Gobiln King, and I'm your father my dear." He said waiting for her adjust from what he told her. She'd heard of a castle at the center of a Labyrinth and a goblin King that took babies but....father! Her face said all the shock he needed. She had no idea. That hurt him but it wasn't going to change anything.
"It's all a dream, some crazy dream I just want to wait up now." He moved slowly toward her, and at first she didn't notice. "It's a dream, you are not my dad, he never wanted me. All I have is my mother and I was so mean..." She started to cry, remembering the crash. She fell to the ground sobbing, and Jareth caught her and held her. Jasmine cryed and went over what she knew. "We were fighting, and it was late, she stopped. And I remember seeing it coming but I couldn't say anything. I was so tired, and she crying I remember hearing it. Then the sirens, I heard them. It was so bright I was in the hospital, I know it. Then.....the beeping sound." Her face went black, but her eyes widened even more. "It stopped." She whispered to him. "I stopped!" Jareth looked in her eyes, only guessing what she could be feeling and thinking. "Am I..Am..I.." She couldn't say it, but she didn't have to.
"In that world you are my dear but in mine..." Jareth spoke as softly as he could with his heart in pain for his little girl. The goblins were all around her now, some crying as well. They knew, some of them saw it happen. She saw them and one was still slowly walking to her. Jareth didn't do anything, but let him come toward her. The little goblin put his hands on hers.
"Your Majesty.... Welcome home Princess Jasmine." He said, though not as cheerful as they hoped it would be when she came home. They could hear other goblins say the same thing and bow to her. Jareth had a little one in his lap and he looked down at him. It held a crystal for him, and he took it. Though he didn't want to have to use it. The little goblin jumped down and returned with some of the others at Jareth's side. Jasmine looked at it, wondering what it was.