Making her final struggle against the brutish man on top of her Sarah remembered. "I wish the Goblin King would come and take me away." she paused catching her breath "Right now."

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Sarah didn't understand much of what happened after tha. An eerie feeling and a dark smoky haze filled the room; it seemed to give her energy. Somehow she felt better and the pain in the side of her head started to subside. The lights started to flicker due to an unexplainable surge of electricity. It seemed as if her wish had come true, that the Goblin King actually had come to help her. 'Maybe I'm hallucinating,' Sarah thought 'maybe I'm going unconscious and I've started dreaming.' Suddenly she realized it was real. Suddenly, standing before her and her assaulter was the Goblin King. Her memories of the labyrinth flooded back all at once. She remembered Hoggle, Sir Didymus, and Ludo. She remembered the endless turns of the labyrinth and the feel of the cold stonewalls as she pushed against them trying to move them. She remembered how she had wished Toby away to a character in her book. She realized it wasn't the dream she thought it had been. Sarah didn't know whether she should feel gratefulness or terror as a slim dark figure stepped forth from the thick smoke. The Goblin King entered the room like a crash of thunder, his rage filling the room and surrounding its inhabitants.

"What the hell…" the man on top of Sarah whispered, not understanding what was happening. The brutish man got up as quickly as he could, bracing himself for an attack and pulling a switchblade from his loosened trousers. The look on his face gave away his thoughts. What was this unexplainable smoke? Why was this strangely dressed man in his house? How did he get in? Why did he look so cool and calm? The man lunged at Jareth with the knife, he wasn't moving so the man thought it was a perfect victory. The knife was sure to make an impact with the strange intruder. "Ha!" the man grunted as he felt the knife sink deeply into the flesh of his intruder. He felt the body go limp in his hands, falling to the floor almost too easily.

"Really, humans are always so eager to kill." Jareth's voice came from behind the man.

"But you were," the man looked down and realized there was no body on the floor, no blood on his knife, and the strange intruder was completely unscathed. Jareth was leaning against the beam that Sarah was tied to; contemplating the many wicked things he could do to the men.

"Now I really don't have the time to chat," Jareth spoke calmly taking a step towards Sarah's assaulter. It did not take long for the man to realize that he was dealing with a power beyond his own.

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Sarah couldn't believe what she was seeing it was almost as if the Goblin King was defending her, standing up for her. "You are the worst," Jareth started "taking a poor defenseless girl to do as you will?" The man was on his back writhing on the floor. Normally Jareth wouldn't have taken this kind of situation so far, but these men had the poor luck of kidnapping Sarah. His Sarah.

"Help!" was all the man could scream as Jareth kicked him in the stomach.

"Were you expecting mercy? Because unfortunately I can't spare you any." Jareth said giving the man one swift kick to the face before lifting him onto his feet. Sarah was appalled, but somehow pleased, and completely sickened. The Goblin King was standing before her literally tearing her assaulter apart with his bare hands. She saw spurts of blood and wet flesh fly by her face. She could hear the howls of agony from the man who was slowly being torn apart and scattered around the room. The second man came into the room meeting a similar fate. Sarah couldn't believe she was witnessing such carnage, the ripping of flesh and crushing of bones. She felt bits of blood and flesh hit her.

Sarah realized that she was still lying down tied to the support beam. She quickly wriggled around sitting up on her knees, although her wrists and arms were awkwardly angled. 'What?' she thought looking around and sitting up against the support beam still not believing what was taking place. Startled, Sarah realized the pain in the side of her head was gone and everything seemed extremely clear. She thought that Jareth must have put a spell on her to help her heal, though she couldn't understand why. As a matter of fact, why did he actually come? Sarah hadn't really thought that her wish would work. She thought she was wishing to one of her dreams. 'Apparently not,' she thought. But what should she do now? 'Damn it' she thought to herself pulling at the ropes around her wrists.

The noises of agony and ripping flesh had stopped now. In her vigorous attempt to escape from her bindings she hadn't realized it. She felt the pain in the side of her head suddenly come back and her legs were sore again. She groaned in pain as she became short of breath and slumped up against the post she was tied to.

"Sarah," the voice behind her said softly, she realized that Jareth must have softened his tone for her, he had seemed so angry before, "Sarah?" The pain in her head was almost blinding now. She didn't know how she should respond. Why was the pain back?

Jareth realized that when he let his magic fill the room that Sarah must have felt better momentarily, simply because he had willed it. He could completely heal Sarah once he was back in the Underground, where his power would be at it's fullest. But here Aboveground was a different story. Of course his magic was still extremely powerful, but he had his limitations. He would only have to take her Underground, and now he had complete power over her. He wasn't forcing her or tricking her. She had wished herself to him.

"Sarah," he said again. She looked at him as well as she could. He knelt beside her removing the ropes that bound her wrists and lifting her into his arms. 'Why isn't she fighting back?' he wondered. It looked as if she had completely given herself up to him, as if she didn't care what happened. Under any other circumstances, Jareth would have loved this power over her, but right now it felt wrong. Whisking her off her feet and away to the Underground was something that he had dreamed of for the past three years. He wanted her love so badly. Did she even remember his declaration three years ago?

Sarah was still conscious. She felt like she should be fighting for her freedom, 'But I wished myself away,' she thought. And she felt right in his arms, somehow. He had come to save her after all. She wished he would say something, but he didn't. She could tell that he was looking at her. She felt an overwhelming swell of magic as Jareth transported both of them to the Underground.

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Jareth gazed at Sarah's sleeping form from the side of her bed. Immediately after reaching the Underground he had healed her injuries, which, thankfully, were not as bad as he had anticipated. It was simply a matter of waiting for Sarah to wake up. He knew the aid of magic often left mortals incredibly tired and that she would probably wake up in the next day or so.

Right now she was asleep in what used to be his room at the Undergrounds Grand castle, the home of his parents. It was a much better place to tend to Sarah, there were maids to look after her, and it would probably be of more comfortable for her to wake up to the company of the human-like Fae, rather than the Goblins. He had already alerted his parents of the dreadful plight that had befallen Sarah, and they happily agreed to accommodate her knowing the history that the two had.

He had also transported her there after considering what he didn't doubt would be her wishes. As much as he would have liked to be the only one tending to her he admitted that she probably would not forgive him for undressing her and bathing her, even if he had saved her life. He would leave that to the maids of the castle.

Jareth sighed, "What a dreadful fright." He said to himself, tilting his head back. He slowly looked at Sarah, sleeping peacefully, glad that she was now safe with him. Her beauty and how she had changed entranced him. She was still Sarah, but older and more beautiful than ever. He noticed that she no longer looked girlish like she had the last time he had checked on her. His eyes wandered across her face, gazing at her closed eyes and her parted lips. He leaned closer running his fingers through her hair, noticing that she had let it grow longer. His eyes traced further down her body. Even under the heavy blankets that covered her he could tell that her curves had become softer. Jareth's face flushed once he realized that he had never looked at her this closely before.

However, he quickly came to his senses. Now that Sarah was safe, it would be best if he visited his parents and explained the situation to them. After all, he hadn't spoken to them for nearly five years, it was time they received an update on everything they had missed. And it was time he introduced to them who he had chosen to be his queen.

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AN: Thank you guys so much for the supportive reviews! I'm sorry I'm not updating as quickly as I would like to. I am, after all, an extremely busy college student who has lots of essays to write and prefers to sleep in her spare time! Hopefully I will start updating on Saturdays from now on. I'm not sure I like this chapter, but I already have a draft for the next chapter so hopefully it will go more smoothly from now on. Thanks for reading! Constructive criticism is welcome!