"It's Not Over"
A Labyrinth Fanfic
Disclaimer:Sadly still, I do not own Jareth or his Labyrinth, nor do I own the song "It's Not Over" by Daughtry, only my own characters.
Summary:Jareth, having found a new love of "mortal music", hears a song that inspires him to go to Sarah to beg for another chance to win her love, a chance that may cost him the throne and his immortality...
((Author's Note 4-1-11 : Yes, I'm finally back...and for real this time. I got a computer and will actually be able to write way more often. I'm just gonna tweak these chapters and then hopefully have the fourth chapter up as soon as possible. Thanks for sticking with me!))
Chapter 3
Sarah sat in her windowsill long after putting Gaia to bed, unable to sleep with all the thoughts racing through her head. It seemed that time really did change a person, or a Goblin King. She tried to see past his words to find a sinister motive behind them, but she found none. The look in his eyes when he got on his knees to beg for another chance….there was no denying the truth that was there, or the love. But could she really trust him? Was she ready? As she pondered these thoughts, she heard piano music coming from the front room. She touched her feet softly to the floor, and then quietly made her way down the hall.
The music came from the old electric keyboard that was earlier collecting dust in the corner, where now it was dust-free with the Goblin King sitting barefoot in front of it, wearing a loose-fitting poet shirt and soft leather pants. He sang along softly with the music, and Sarah listened to the sweet melody.
Dear my love, haven't you wanted to be with me?
And dear my love, haven't you longed to be free?
I can't keep pretending that I don't even know you
When at sweet night, you are my own…
Take my hand…
We're leaving here tonight.
There's no need to tell anyone,
They'll only hold us down.
So by the morning's light,
We'll be halfway to anywhere,
Where love is more than just your name.
I have dreamt of a place for you and I;
No one knows who we are there.
All I want is to give my life only to you.
I've dreamt so long, I can not dream anymore.
Let's run away…
I'll take you there…
We're leaving here tonight.
There's no need to tell anyone,
They'll only hold us down.
So by the morning's light,
We'll be halfway to anywhere,
Where no one needs a reason…
Forget this life, come with me,
Don't look back, you're safe now.
Unlock your heart, drop your guard,
No one's left to stop you….
Forget this life, come with me,
Don't look back, you're safe now.
Unlock your heart, drop your guard,
No one's left to stop you now….
We're leaving here tonight.
There's no need to tell anyone,
They'll only hold us down.
So by the morning's light,
We'll be halfway to anywhere,
Where love is more than just your name…
Silent tears fell down her face as she listened to him finish the song and she saw him wipe at his own face as well. She quietly made her way back down the hall, her resolve still a little shaky, but her decision set, for she wanted…no, needed….another chance to make her heart whole again.
Jareth heard quiet footsteps and turned his head to see Sarah turn into her room and quietly close the door. How long she had stood behind him, he didn't know. He hoped that she wasn't upset from him using her mortal piano. He couldn't sleep, and from the way Sarah had just returned to her room, neither could she.
Jareth got up from the keyboard, going over to the sofa and laying back, arms crossed behind his head. He thought about what he told Sarah, about how she gave him another chance. The only complication was that he still had a kingdom to run, and he couldn't leave just anyone in charge...There was only one person, and as much as he hated the idea of his "causal" (and he used the term loosely) sister, he wanted to make sure that he didn't screw up what chance he had with Sarah. After leaving a short note saying where he was going just in case Sarah woke up before he returned, he teleported himself to his sister's palace in the Underground.
"Isn't this a first, Jareth? Coming all this way to see your darling older sister; I knew you'd warm up to me," Raina said seductively, not bothering to put on a robe to cover her shapely breasts and lacy thong as Jareth stood with his arms crossed before her, averting his eyes out of disgust rather than respect.
"Hardly the reason for my visit. I need you to keep an eye on my kingdom for me. I will be taking an extended leave of absence, and I can only choose someone of royal blood to act in my place," he said, hating admitting it her, knowing that she not-so-secretly wanted a kingdom of her own, "So that unfortunately means that I'm stuck with choosing you, Raina."
"Ooh, goody! I'd just love to see how it feels to run a kingdom, to sit on a throne..." She rambled on, getting up and magicking all of her things into traveling bags.
"Don't get too comfy on my throne, Raina," Jareth said in warning, "As soon as I have returned, control will immediately be returned to me and you'll be back here, where you can whore around to your black little heart's content."
"I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing to my darling little brother," she said sarcastically, "For curiosities sake, where are you going?"
"As if I would tell you, Raina," Jareth said curtly, taking to his owl form and flying out the nearest window.
"I'll find out soon enough, soon-to-be-ex-goblin king," she said to herself with a wicked grin as she magicked one of her favorite scantly leather outfits and transported herself to the Goblin City.
Sarah awoke to the smells of breakfast cooking and could hear Gaia chatting with Jareth from the kitchen. As she sat up, Sarah saw a note and a yellow rose on the nightstand next to her bed. Smiling, she picked up the note and read the short message:
Stay right where you are. We'll be there in a minute. –Jareth and Gaia
Sarah smiled at her daughter's handwriting, and sure enough, a minute later she could hear Jareth and Gaia making their way down the hall.
There was a knock at the door, and when it opened, Gaia came through first, carrying a small pitcher of orange juice in both hands. Jareth came in next, carrying a large tray with three plates of food and three glasses. She raised an eyebrow at him, knowing that good balance had nothing to do with the way everything was still on the tray without being jostled around. He grinned back sheepishly and closed the door behind him, walking around the bed and placing the tray in the middle of the blanket.
"Mommy, we made you breakfast!" Gaia grinned, placing the pitcher on the nightstand and climbing on top of the bed to give Sarah a hug.
"Oh, you did?" Sarah asked.
"Yep! Mister Jareth did everything on the stove, and I carried the orange juice for you," she said.
"Thank you, sweetie," Sarah said, and then to Jareth, "It smells wonderful, Jareth. Didn't know that you could cook."
"My mother always taught us to do things for ourselves, although we had magic and servants to do things for us. I loved to cook, and she encouraged me in that," Jareth explained.
"Us? You have other siblings?" Sarah asked, taking a bite of the cheese and bacon omelet on her plate, not remembering the last time she had breakfast cooked for her.
"Just one, my older half-sister, Raina," he said, not letting Sarah hear in his voice how much he disliked Raina.
"Half-sister?" Sarah questioned, but Jareth shook his head.
"Another time," he said, pointedly glancing at Gaia, who was tearing through her blueberry pancakes, maple syrup running down the side of her face. Sarah understood and nodded, making a mental note to ask again later.
After they were done eating, Jareth carried the tray with the empty plates and glasses out of room. Sarah brought Gaia to the bathroom to wash her hands and get her dressed, getting herself dressed in the process. She pulled on a pair of old jeans and a faded black t-shirt, and headed into the front room, smoothing her hair back into a quick ponytail.
When Sarah got to the front room, Gaia was lying on the rug in front of the TV watching a cartoon, her legs kicking back and forth in the air while she was propped up on her elbows. Next to her was Jareth in a similar position, also watching the cartoon. Sarah smiled and sat down on the floor next to them, crossing her legs. Just as she was comfortable, there was a knock at the door, and then Morgana came in with a large canvas bag over one shoulder.
"Granny!" Gaia shrieked, jumping up and running into open Morgana's arms.
"How's my favorite great-granddaughter doing today?" Morgana asked.
"Good! Mister Jareth made me and Mommy breakfast. It was really, really good!" Gaia replied. Morgana saw Jareth, who was getting up from the floor.
"Why, hello there, Jareth," she said, "Why don't you be a dear and take this bag to the kitchen for me while I get Gaia's things?"
"Yes, Ma'am," he said, and lifted the heavy bag from the floor and walking out of the front room. As soon as he was out of hearing range, Morgana looked to Sarah and raised an eyebrow.
"Breakfast?" she asked, voice full of implications.
"Yes, he stayed the night….and no, it's not like that, Grandma," Sarah said.
"Uh-huh," Morgana said, laughing as Sarah started to protest, "I'm just joking with you, dearie. Where does he live, by the way?"
"Well, I…." Sarah started, but at that moment, Jareth walked back into the room and answered for her.
"I was actually looking at getting an apartment here in the neighborhood…" Jareth started explaining.
"Nonsense, Jareth, you can stay here," Morgana interupted.
"What?" both Jareth and Sarah said at the same time, jaws dropped stunned.
"There's room in the basement, right Sarah? He can move his things down there instead of searching all over the town. And I take it you will also be looking for a job?" Morgana asked.
"Yes, ma'am," he answered, still in shock.
"That's settled, too. You can come to the flower shop and start tomorrow. We could use the extra muscle there, and I know you are a good worker. Will that be okay?" Morgana asked both Jareth and Sarah.
"Yes, ma'am, thank you," Jareth said.
"Um, sure, grandma," Sarah said, "May I speak to you for a moment in the kitchen?"
With a puzzled look from Jareth, Sarah and Morgana walked into the kitchen, shutting the door behind them.
"Grandma, what are you doing?" she asked, still recovering from the fact that her grandmother just let the Goblin King move in.
"I'm giving the boy a place to stay and work, that's all," she explained, "It'll be good for you both."
"Grandma, you could have at least asked first," Sarah replied.
"Would you have turned him down if I did?" Morgana asked pointedly. When Sarah didn't answer, she smiled.
"That's what I thought. Now, let's get going. You and Jareth are going to be busy moving his things in downstairs, and it would be easier if Gaia was with me," Morgana said, walking towards the door with Sarah. Before they opened it, Sarah just had one question to ask.
"You had this planned, didn't you?"
Morgana smiled.
"I have no idea what you are talking about," Morgana replied with a wink, walking back into the front room.
Laihi: -bows in apology- Sorry I took so long to update! I've been trying to find a job and have been running around back and forth a lot. I'll try not to take too long on the next chapter, but I'm not making any promises. Please rate and review!