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A knock on the door startled Sarah out of her tearful stupor. "Come in?" she called weakly from under the covers. She knew it wasn't Jareth. She knew he would never knock. With two light clicks the door opened and closed.

"Sarah? Are you okay?" said the voice of Hoggle quietly. Sarah's head appeared from under the giant comforter as Hoggle climbed on the bed. He knew the answer so he simply proceeded. "Jareth says he's sorry. About the crystal. He sent me to look after ya instead." Sarah turned her head towards her dwarf friend, a look of confusion on her face.

"Sorry? If he's sorry he can show it by sending me home," she snapped. Hoggle winced at her harsh tone. Sarah sat up and sighed. "I'm sorry Hoggle." Hoggle raised a hand to stop her.

"No need, I understand. But Jareth has asked me to come see if ya wouldn't mind com in' down to the gardens. He has a 'surprise' for ya." Hoggle looked down at his feet. Sarah wanted to say no, but agreed for Hoggle's sake.

The two walked in a painful silence. Sarah followed the dwarf down multiple stair cases and hallways. Just when she was beginning to believe the journey would never end, they stopped.

In front of them was a set of familiar looking double doors. After staring at them for a moment it clicked in Sarah's mind where she knew the doors from. They were exactly identical to the doors she went through to enter the labyrinth. Sarah shook her head.

"Im not going through those. It's another trick!" she shouted. Hoggle looked surprised.

"But Sarah," Hoggle said shyly, "Jareth will be so angry if you don't. I don't wanna go back to the Bog of Eternal Stench." But Sarah just continued shaking her head.

"I don't want to go back to the labyrinth," she screamed. The very thought brought her to he knees. Hoggle ran to console her but stopped suddenly.

Jareth was now standing behind Sarah, motioning for Hoggle to leave the crying girl be. With slight hesitation Hoggle retreated. Jareth sighed and knelt down next to Sarah, rubbing circles on her back. Startled, Sarah moved away from him. "Sarah, I know you think these doors lead back to the labyrinth. I promise there is just a garden on the other side." Sarah glared at him.

"Do you expect me to believe you?" she choked.

"No, not really. But I had hoped you would," he said quietly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He stood and held out a hand to help her to her feet. Sarah hesitated for a moment. She could still feel a slight tingle on her back where he had touched her. But with a look of suspicion she took his hand and rose to her feet.

"Sarah, you are now a guest here," Jareth began slowly, not letting her hand go. "I treat my guests very well and you shall be no different." His tone was stern and Sarah decided against pointing out her 'treatment' in the labyrinth. Instead she simply nodded unable to tear her eyes away from his. "Shall we then?" he asked, motioning towards the door with his free hand. Silently she nodded, and allowed him to lead her through the ominous looking doors.

The sunlight was almost blinding at first. Sarah threw her arm up to shield her eyes as they adjusted. After a few moments of frantic blinking she looked around at the splendid garden in front of her.

The sight that met Sarah's eyes was unbelievable. The flora alone was enough to make her gasp. Not only did each plant swirl in impossible directions, but the range of colors was mesmerizing. Everything from neon to pastel was there, blending together in an oddly perfect way. It was as if perfect harmony existed here. Nothing was out of place. And everything was dusted with a light layer of glitter.

Sarah was awe struck. It was the most beautiful sight she had ever laid eyes on she. She was speechless.

"I thought you might like it, Jareth chimed happily. "I put it together for you," he added quietly. Sarah shook her head to clear the fog that had clouded her mind for a moment.

"Why?" was all she could manage. Jarethe turned to face her, taking her other hand in his. Sarah hadn't even realized they were still holding hands.

"Because," he said, a soft smile forming on his face. "I know you love surprises.