Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth or the characters, I'm just borrowing them.

Chapter 2

"Um, excuse me Miss Williams?"

Amelia looked up from the computer she was typing at and looked at the young girl from across the front desk. "How can I help you?" she asked with a smile.

"Umm, where can I find the Narnia books?" she asked, her fingers suddenly becoming fascinating to her.

"You'll want to go downstairs, in the room on the right. The third stack on the left at the end on the bottom shelf," Amelia answered. "If you can't find them, let me know and I'll help you."

The girl nodded before leaving the room for the staircase that led down. Amelia knew the girl would most likely ask another librarian on duty to help her if she couldn't find the book series. None of the young kids really talked to her unless they really had to. Come to think of it, people really didn't like to talk to her a lot. She guessed they felt that she was a strange person. She knew she was different, but people shouldn't judge her until they knew her, but they did.

She knew she wouldn't have this job at the library if it hadn't been for mother to come and talk to them. With her connection she was able to get the job and she loved it. She had always loved the smell of books and knew the building like the back of her hand.

She usually had the late afternoon and early evening shifts due to her still being in school. She really didn't mind. Once she had her usual duties done, she was able to study and get some school work done. At the end of the day, she got anxious to get home so she could take care of her sick mother.

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It was an unusual day for her to have been well enough to move around. When Amelia was at school and work afterwards, she had to depend on herself to get around the house and get things.

Amelia would be closing the library tonight so Sarah was on her own to get something to eat.

She was about to settle down at the kitchen table when something white outside caught her eye. She knew it wasn't snow since it was in the warmer season. She made her way over to the window and saw a white barn owl sitting in the tree. She wondered if this owl was the person she wanted to speak to right now.

She struggled a little, but she was able to open the window. "Please, come in Goblin King."

At first she thought the owl was just ordinary when it didn't move, but then it gracefully glided through the window past her. When she turned she came face to face with him.

"I was beginning to wonder if you were going to invite me in," he said

"I didn't have a reason to until recently," Sarah replied.

Jareth didn't get his hopes up. For years she hadn't called for him. Sarah didn't have herself in mind when she called for him now.

"Wishing away another child Sarah?"

"More like requesting," she answered, ignoring the jab. "If she chooses to go with you that is."

"She shouldn't be here in the first place," Jareth said. "She's fae, she doesn't belong here."

"...I've had my suspicions," Sarah replied. "She's always been able to see things that we couldn't. She's always been able to come up with magnificent stories and songs."

"Ones that you've never heard before," Jareth said. "It's quiet common for those who are half mortal that grow up on the mortal plane or, those like your daughter who grow up here, to know songs and stories that are ours when they shouldn't know them."

"Yes, that bit of lore I did know," Sarah said as she sat down at the table.

"You request that I take your daughter. I don't grant requests Sarah, I grant wishes."

"If she decides she wants to return home, will you please make sure she remains safe?" Sarah asked. "Jareth, I'm asking you as a friend."

A small shock ran through Jareth as his name was spoken. She hadn't demanded it of him, so he felt no obligation to make or keep the promise but…

"She'll have to say the words herself."

Sarah nodded, understanding the meaning behind his words. "Thank you."

The back door opened then, and Amelia stepped into the house.

"Hi Ma-" she stopped in her greeting when she saw the man standing in the kitchen.

"It's ok, I can see him too." Sarah reassured her daughter.

Amelia relaxed a fraction, but not completely. "He… you're not human…"

"Yes, very good. There is hope for you." Jareth said.

Amelia gave him a confused look. "What do you mean?"

Jareth looked at Sarah, "Would you like to tell her, or would you like me to?"

"Amelia, please sit down. There's something we need to discuss," Sarah said.

She did as her mother asked her, her eyes still on the man in front of her.

"Amelia, you know I gave you a childhood the best I could," Sarah said.

"Mama, you gave me the best childhood. I can't complain," Amelia replied, her eyes finally shifting to Sarah.

"I tried my best," Sarah replied. "Even then, I would never be able to raise you the best way because of who you are."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"You're from Underground. You're a fae," Sarah answered.

A look of disbelief came over Amelia's face.

"I've had my suspicions for a long time, but they were now confirmed." Sarah said.

"No I how…" she stuttered. "I can't be fae. There's no way I can be."

"No way that you can be?" Jareth asked, amusement showing on his features. "Think back through your childhood. Whenever you felt fear or anger, things happened around you. You've always been able to see things no mortal can. You know stories and songs that don't exist in this world. You have a beauty that no mortal can match. You've never been able to lie."

"I don't lie," Amelia argued immediately.

"No, you couldn't. Not to mortals. We don't have the free will to lie to them because that would take away their free will," Jareth explained. "Believe it or not you're fae and you don't belong here."

"Who are you?" she asked.

"The Goblin King," Sarah answered.

Jareth glanced at Sarah at her blunt answer then back to Amelia, waiting for the entertainment that was sure to happen.

She was silent for a long moment. "As in the book? Labyrinth?"

Sarah nodded.

Amelia looked back at the Goblin King, seeming to study him for a moment. "Funny, I always imagined you to look more like a goblin."

Jareth let out a bark of laughter. "I think your mother also expected that until she met me when she made that wish."

"You mean…" she looked to her mother. "Uncle Toby?"

"Yes."

She looked back at Jareth and stood up abruptly. "You're that owl that's been watching me all this time!"

He simply smiled at her.

"And you think that's funny?! You're nothing more than a creep to watch me like you have been!"

"That's all I was allowed to do. You're Sarah's adopted daughter. I couldn't approach you until I was called," Jareth calmly replied.

"He has no power over me, that's why," Sarah added.

No power over me. Why did he have to be reminded about that?

Amelia looked at her mother. "Then why was he called?"

"I asked him to take care of you," Sarah answered.

"But-"

"I'm going to be gone soon Amelia. I want to make sure you're taken care of and he's willing."

She shook her head. "I'm not leaving you to die alone here. You took care of me, it's my turn to take care of you."

"You've done more than enough."

"I'm not leaving you," Amelia insisted.

Sarah's hand fisted on the table as she took a sharp intake of breath.

"I'll get you your medicine," Amelia said as she hurried from the kitchen.

Jareth approached Sarah and knelt down in front of her.

"I can make you better Sarah. I can heal you and take you both back with me."

She can't refuse this, couldn't refuse this. This had to be what she wanted.

Sarah shook her head. "No Jareth. Humans die and my time is almost up. I've come to terms with that. All I want is for my daughter to be safe."

A/N: Jareth has officially made his appearance in this story and the Labyrinth will soon follow. If I write anything that doesn't make any sense for the fairy world, or isn't true for it or the beings, please correct me. The next chapter is currently being worked on and will hopefully be up soon. Enjoy and please review.