A/N: Yeah, I decided to keep it going
Disclaimer: If I owned Labyrinth, I wouldn't have the student loan debts I have. (read: I don't own Labyrinth; I don't make money from this. I am merely a fan)
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Sarah sat in class. Creative writing became her passion and career. After she attained her bachelor's degree, she left home to go to graduate school and moved into an apartment close to the university. To help pay the bills, she took on a job at the school library. It wasn't much, but she was sublimely happy to be on her own…
…most of the time.
The main thing that kept Sarah smiling everyday was hearing from her brother, Toby. He was the only reason she was ever homesick.
Sarah zoned back into the lecture. The professor was explaining their final project that would in turn help them to be published, a requirement in the department of creative writing graduate studies. She jotted down some notes and then they were dismissed.
'How you turned my world you precious thing.'
That cool voice rang in Sarah's head. It was almost hypnotizing as she nearly walked right into another student.
"Oof, I'm so sorry." Sarah helped the other student pick up their things that were knocked to the floor upon their collision.
"It's quite alright." A masculine voice replied.
She noticed that among the mess was a cup of now-spilled-coffee. Sarah shook her head and hung her head.
"Here, let me offer to pay for a cup of coffee for you." Sarah offered.
The man thought it over for a second but then smiled and nodded in the affirmative.
"I'm Tony," he extended his hand.
"Sarah," she took his hand and they shook.
"So Sarah, what's your major?" Tony asked in order to make small talk on the way to the coffee shop on campus.
"I'm working on my masters in creative writing. How bout you?"
"Almost finished with my chemistry masters." Tony replied with a smug, know-it-all grin.
"That's always been a very fascinating subject to me." Sarah commented.
Tony chattered on about his research while Sarah only half listened.
She was so grateful to see her best friend, Suzy, working at the shop.
"Hey Sarah, who's your friend?" Suzy smiled as the two walked into the nearly empty coffee shop.
"This is Tony…we just sort of ran into each other and his coffee spilled all over in the process." Sarah explained. "So just get him whatever he wants and stick it on my tab. I have to get to work." She turned to Tony. "It was nice to meet you Tony; sorry about all of this."
"No worries, Sarah." He flashed a cool smile at her and she was gone.
Sarah felt bad for leaving him to Suzy like that, but there was just something about him that she couldn't stand.
Sarah walked through the automatic doors down the hall from the coffee shop.
"Hey Sarah."
"Hey Andy," Sarah replied as she joined him behind the counter.
"I love that sweater on you!" Andy squealed and ran his hand on the fabric.
"Thanks, Andy." Sarah put her notebook on the counter and backpack under. "Why do people in the chemistry department think they're gods?" Sarah asked in frustration.
"Uh oh, what happened?"
Sarah explained the incident to her best guy friend while she punched in.
"Sounds like he's either a big prick…or was trying to impress you." Andy spoke candidly. "Was he cute?" He smirked.
"Andy…I wouldn't wish this guy on anyone."
The two friends passed the time with chitchat and homework. Occasionally a student would come up to them and ask where a book was located, but nothing exciting ever happened.
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Back in the Underground, Jareth walked around his Labyrinth. He would occasionally pull a weed or check his illusions. The goblins do a very good job of keeping it up to snuff, so there was little for him to do.
When passing time in the Labyrinth was no longer soothing, he returned to his castle. He reached his throne room when he heard a voice in the distance.
"I wish the goblins would take you away right now."
With the flick of his wrist, Jareth was off to meet the person who beckoned, knowingly or not. Threw the air he flew in his snowy-owl form up to the Aboveground. He arrived at a house belonging to a wealthy family and flew into a room where he met a baby girl and a nanny.
"Who are you?" the young woman asked.
"I am here to make you dreams come true." Jareth smirked. For some reason, Sarah was the only one who was ever able to recognize him at once. With another flick of the wrist, a crystal ball appeared in his hand. He started rolling it from hand to hand like he always did.
"How do you know about my dreams?"
"I know more than you think I do, Audra." After he said her name, he held out the crystal ball to her, willing her to take it.
"Are you the one who took Chris?" Audra demanded.
"The baby, Chris, yes. He's in my castle beyond the goblin city."
"How do I get him back?" Audra crossed her arms.
Jareth gave her a smug smile. "It that really what you dream of, Audra?"
"Well…this isn't my dream job…" She hesitated a moment then continued. "And that little baby is rather…annoying…"
"Here, take a look." Jareth offered the crystal ball to Audra.
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Back in the library, Sarah was working on her poems for her poetry seminar. Poetry was not as strong as fiction, but she enjoyed it nonetheless.
"Who's Jareth?" Andy asked as he peeked over at her paper.
"What?" Sarah's attention snapped back to the present. Her thoughts had been wandering more than usual today. Then she looked down at what she wrote. It was a poem about Jareth and how much he meant to her…and how much she wished to see him. "He's…an old friend I guess you could say. I haven't seen him in about 10 years."
"You never call or write to each other?" Andy pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose.
"It's complicated." Sarah answered as she closed her notebook. "Mind if I take my 15?"
"Go for it!" He smiled, knowing she probably needed to get some java from Suzy.
Sarah left the counter and went back to the coffee shop. Thankful that Suzy was still working, she went in.
"Hey Suz, café mocha please? With an extra shot." Sarah requested as she walked over to an empty booth.
Moments later, Suzy brought over a venti café mocha to her best friend whose head rested on her arms on the tabletop. Sarah's breathing was nice and steady and Suzy laughed. She took the mocha back to the counter and drank it. She would make another one when Sarah woke up.
"Sarah, Precious…"
"Jareth?"
Sarah looked around her. Wherever they were, it was bright white with golden specks here and there. A mist covered the ground and their feet. Sarah moved around, her long, violet gown swishing around her legs as she walked. Finally, she saw him.
Jareth.
He stood in front of her now. He wore knee high black leather boots that had a bit of a heel, cream-colored, skin-tight trouses, a dark blue poet shirt, and his brilliant glitter waistcoat. His hair was still that platinum color that looked like silk in this light.
"What's going on?" Sarah demanded figuring this was one of his tricks.
"You tell me…this is your dream, Precious."
They now stood face-to-face; close enough that Sarah could feel his body heat. She closed her eyes and relished in the sensation.
Jareth brought his right hand up to stroke her left cheek.
Sarah leaned into the gloved-touch and let a sigh of ecstasy escape her lips.
"I've missed you, Sarah."
"I've missed you as well…" Sarah didn't know how else to respond because it all seemed inadequate. "Jareth?"
"Jareth?" Sarah's eyes shot open. She became disheartened when she realized it was just a glorious dream.
"Sorry to wake you up, Sarah, but your 15 is almost up. I'm sure Andy will be pissed if you're not back there so he can come annoy me," Suzy smiled and handed Sarah a fresh venti café mocha. Sarah gladly took the cup and sipped it as she returned to her post.
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Audra had accepted Jareth's offer of her dreams and he won the child, Chris.
Ever since Sarah defeated his Labyrinth, it grieved him that others weren't as persistent. But that was Sarah's nature: persistent, stubborn, determined.
At this moment, he conjured up a crystal ball to check on his champion. He saw her sleeping at a table. An idea came to his mind, one he was sure he'd regret…but he followed through anyways…
He entered her dream.
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