A/N: Hope you guys like the story. So anyway, here goes it. Also, sentences in italics are thoughts, just so you know.

A Long Lost Love

When Sarah's eyes finally opened she found herself lying on the sofa, Jessica leaning over her, staring into her eyes.

"Sarah?"

Blinking back the pain from falling to the floor, she slowly sat up, grabbing her head in her hands.

"What the hell happened?" she asked Jessica, her head pounding in her hands.

"You fainted. On the way down you smacked your head on the hallway table. Are you alright?"

Jessica placed a hand on Sarah's shoulder, squeezing it gently. Sarah looked up at her.

"How long have I been out?"

"About an hour. We tried everything to try to wake you, but nothing worked. You laid there almost like you were dead. I was so scared."

Sarah gave her a weak smile, pulling her into a gentle embrace. Then the words dawned at her.

"What do you mean 'we'?" she yelled, pulling away from Jessica and jumping up from the couch. She looked around the room, only to find it empty besides Jessica and herself. But just as she sank back down into the sofa, a certain tall, blonde haired, handsome man came walking out of the kitchen holding a glass of water. He looked up and spied Sarah. A smile spread across his face. Sarah's mouth fell open in awe.

"Holy shit, it wasn't a dream," she said, falling back into the couch, covering her face with her hands.

Jareth stood still, unable to move. Sarah's hands fell to her sides and she got up from the couch, never once looking away from the Goblin King. She stood before him, her head pounding within her skull. A smirk spread across his face as he watched her.

She is even more beautiful than I remember.

"What are you doing here Jareth? Come to take me back to the Labyrinth? Do you want me to beat you again?"

And apparently as stubborn as ever, and oh so fresh.

"Come now Sarah is that any way to talk to an old friend?"

Jessica got up from the couch, looking at the two people before her, squared off as if it were a battle of the wills. She was very confused.

"Is someone going to tell me what the hell is going on or am I going to be left in the dark the entire night?" she yelled.

Neither of them looked at her. Then in an instant, both of their heads turned and their eyes were on her.

"Jessica, do you remember that story I wrote called The Labyrinth?"

Jessica nodded her head.

"Yeah I remember it. It sold over 500,000 copies and brought in a pretty penny. The publishers loved it. What does that have anything to do with this?"

"Unfortunately, the story was true. When I was 16 years old I wished Toby away to the goblins. They came and took him and the man standing before you now is the King of the Goblins."

"In the flesh," Jareth said, bowing towards the woman, a smirk across his face.

Jessica looked at Jareth then at Sarah then back to Jareth.

"You're kidding me right? That was a story! There's no way that could be real. Are you really telling me the truth?"

Sarah nodded, her eyes pleading with her to believe. Jessica's face deceived her. She believed Sarah, but her mind didn't want to think a mere children's story could actually have been real.

While the two women fought over what was real and imaginary, Jareth walked to the coffee table setting down the glass of water. He turned back, only to find them both staring at him.

"Jareth what are you doing here? I haven't seen you for almost 10 years and you decide to just show up? Why are you here?" Sarah was aggravated, her voice conveying her feelings perfectly. Jareth just looked at her.

"Believe me, it was not my choice to come above ground. No, the High Council thought it a smart decision to send me here, for some reason, probably to teach me a lesson. They have stripped me of my powers until they see I am fit to have them back. Until then, I am to live here with you and become one of your world."

He decided he would leave the part out about needing her to fall in love with him and mating with her until a better time presented itself. That was enough for the time being.

Sarah stared at him in wonder.

"The High Council sent you here, to my house, to teach you a lesson? Do they not take into consideration that I have a life and have not seen you in 10 years? They just expect me to welcome you in with open arms and act as if nothing has happened between the two of us?" she asked him, anger filling her voice.

"I expect that is what they think," Jareth said, shrugging his shoulders.

That is exactly what they think and then some.

Sarah fell back onto the couch, her head throbbing. She tried to get a grip of the situation at hand, but she was having a hard time discerning what she had just heard. It didn't seem right. There had to be something more.

"Is there something you aren't telling me?" she asked him, looking up into his mismatched eyes.

My, she is a smart one. Nothing goes unnoticed does it?

"There is nothing I have not told you. I myself do not understand why I am here. I have no way of contacting the Underground. I expect if they need to get a hold of me, they will find a way. But as for being here, I am at as much as a loss as you."

Still unable to comprehend what was taking place around her, Jessica walked to the fireplace, only turning around and walking back toward the sofa. She looked at Sarah and then at Jareth.

"Sarah, how do you know this man? I understand that you met when you were younger, but what took place between the two of you?"

Sarah turned to look at her.

"Jessica, do you remember when I met you that I told you that I didn't like men?"

Jessica nodded.

"Well, that wasn't exactly true. I was in love once with a man. He offered me my dreams; everything I could have ever wanted. But I refused him, afraid of what I would do if I was given my every want and desire. But in truth, I was madly in love with him. And I never had the courage to say it, afraid he would turn me away, laugh in my face and refuse me for refusing him. After that, I made a vow that I would never be with another man, knowing he would never be able to live up to the standards of my one love. My heart had been broken and I did not want to heal it. That is, until I met you." She smiled, remembering the first time they had met. "But I never thought I would see that man again. That is, until an hour ago, when he walked through our front door." she said, her eyes never leaving the floor.

That was enough to tell them. She figured she could leave out the part about how she had never stopped loving him and had always wished he would return but had placed it in the back of her mind for so long she never thought about it again. But now, now she was in trouble.

Jareth stood there, his mouth open in surprise. He had no idea Sarah had those feelings for him and he was starting to regret his actions of erasing her from his life. She had loved him! The one woman he loved with all his heart had loved him at one point in her mortal life. He could work with that! At least he knew she had feelings for him at one point.

"So wait, he's that guy, the one you always refused to talk about but always got this dreamy look in your eye whenever I mentioned him?"

Sarah nodded.

"No wonder you never told me about him. He's a bloody king, the King of the fucking Goblins!"

She turned, staring at him, mesmerized by him. She took in his figure, his clothing, his scent. Although she was a lesbian, Jessica figured she could go straight for a night if she had the chance to go to bed with him. God was he mysterious and not even her type! She never went for the tall, thin men. When she was younger she was into the athletes, with their big muscles and tan bodies. She preferred surfers, but a body builder now and then would tie her over for a while. But the Goblin King, he was something else.

Jessica, what are you thinking! You can't think those things.

But he was too alluring. Seeing her stare at him, he gave her a wink and she stepped back toward the sofa, her hand straying over her chest. Sarah looked from Jessica to Jareth. She stood up from the couch.

"So," she said, turning to him and grabbing the glass of water off the table. Without thinking of grace, she chugged it down, letting some of the water spill over her chin. Wiping it off with the back of her hand, she looked back at Jareth. "So, you're planning on staying here? I guess you can, we have two spare rooms. Do you have any bags or anything?"

Jareth nodded. He walked to the front door and brought in two, rather sad looking suitcases. Well, one would call them suitcases, but they looked more like boxes covered in some kind of animal hide with what looked like ivory handles. Sarah eyed them, her eyebrow raised as her brain processed their ugliness. Jareth sat them down, his eyes returning to Sarah.

"I expect that those 'suitcases' are probably filled with your regular clothes, are they not?"

"If you are referring to the clothes I wear in my castle, then yes."

"So that means tomorrow we shall need to go shopping for a new wardrobe. If you walk around here in those clothes you will most likely get a lot of stares and snide comments. I think it would be better for your pride if you get a new wardrobe. What about money? Do you have any money?"

"That I think I can help you with. Edmond gave me these to show you. I presume you will know what to do with them."

Jareth reached into a pocket on his vest and produced an envelope filled with documents. He handed it to Sarah. She opened it and found a birth certificate, social security card, passport as well as a bank statement of an account that had been opened up in Jareth's name. She looked at the statements, realizing the account held more than five hundred thousand dollars.

"They gave you five hundred thousand?" she asked, letting out a gasp of surprise. Jessica gave a chuckle. Jareth looked concerned.

"Is that not enough? If I need to I will get a place of employment to bring in extra income…"

"No, it's enough. It's more than enough. I see there's a passport and some other identification. I wonder if they thought you would be doing some traveling. These will be beneficial. I wonder, how did they get these? And who is Edmond?"

"Edmond is the mediator for the High Council and he is also the one running my kingdom at the moment. He has been an acquaintance of mine for a very long time. As for how the documents came to be, I am under the impression that someone was brought to above ground to retrieve them. I do not think they are fakes. The High Council would not resort to criminal ways to get what they need."

Sarah eyed him closely. Her mind was racing. How could he be back? He hadn't been in her life for almost nine years and now he was back. How was this going to affect her career, her home, her relationship? How long was he planning on staying? She let out a long sigh.

"Well, I guess I'll show you to your room." She turned to Jessica, her mouth turning into a weak smile, "Sorry babe we missed the dinner. Was it important?"

Jessica smiled.

"I think it was more of a disappointment on your part. You know how I hate those parties. And no, it wasn't that important. I'll just tell the guys at work what happened. I know they'll believe me."

"Yeah, I'm sure they're going to believe it when you tell them your girlfriend's long lost first love, who happens to be the King of the Goblins, showed up from his kingdom in the Underground saying that he needed to live with her so he could get his kingdom back. Yeah, I just know they'll believe that," she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

Jessica laughed. Sarah walked to her and pulled her into a warm embrace. Before they parted the two women kissed, a long, slow, meaningful kiss. Sarah turned to Jareth, seeing that he was watching them intently. She motioned to the staircase.

"Okay, follow me."

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When Jareth got into his room, he noticed it was nothing compared to his kingly chambers in the Underground. But he liked it. The bed was big enough to fit him, which he was pleased with. The room was sky blue in color with a very warm feeling to it. The bedroom was in the front of the house, the windows giving a view of the street outside. There was the bed, which looked inviting with its fluffy down comforter and white linens, as well as a dresser, desk, closet and a window seat that was big enough for someone to sleep on. On top of the dresser was a flat screen, plasma television. The room also had its own bathroom, which looked like it came right out of a Pottery Barn catalog. It was complete with toilet, sink and shower. Jareth looked impressed.

"So this is your room. You can put your clothes away in the dresser and hang anything up in the closet. There are hangers in there for you to use. The bathroom has a closet; there are towels and a robe in it. Feel free to use them as well as the soaps and cloths too. The television has cable, so feel free to watch whatever you like. I don't know if you have ever watched television, but I am sure you will find it interesting. Our room is down the hall on the other side of the house, so if you need anything just knock. I don't know what else to tell you, oh yeah, Cricket likes to sleep in here so be forewarned if you feel something jump up on the bed in the middle of the night."

Jareth watched her cautiously.

"Who is Cricket?"

"You'll find out later," Sarah said, smiling mischievously.

Jareth didn't like the way she was looking at him.

"So, do you and Jessica sleep together?"

Sarah eyed him, wondering why he had asked the question.

"Yes," she said slowly, trying to see his facial response. Too bad, because he was as calm as he was before he asked the question. Sarah shrugged.

"Well, I guess I'll leave you to get situated. And don't think I'm done asking questions. Tomorrow shall be a long day, and I plan to use it to my fullest advantage in finding out what has happened in ten years in the Underground. Goodnight Jareth."

She smiled then turned and walked out of the door, closing it quietly behind her. Jareth looked to his suitcases and then fell upon the bed, thoroughly exhausted.

This is going to be interesting, he thought.

A/N: What do you guys think? I like it, a lot. Feel free to tell me how you feel. I always want to know.