A/N I do not own Labyrinth and write for fun only Sorry awful grammar
As soon as he placed his hand on her waist he knew. This girl he had been dreaming of the one currently held in his arms, he knew. Every wonderful and painful memory of her floated through his mind but he kept his face a mask. This girl, no longer a girl now a woman, this woman had almost destroyed him. Without a thought she had shattered his world, ripped out his heart and simply never turned back. His heart was aching for her yet his mind screamed for revenge. As he pulled her in even closer he could smell the scent of her skin. Just by being in his arms she caused such a conflict of emotion. This women, so young yet so strong. He could see that still innocent look in her eyes, those eyes that starred at him with such longing, such hope and belief. He realised she had no idea who he was, yet she knew he was the goblin king. He knew she thought it wasn't real, she didn't remember her run. Everything she remembered was just a story or a dream. That was the way it was done, a kind of safety device. The runner lost their memory of their time therefore protecting the underground from over curious interest from the above and the runner was protected from felling like they were insane.
He danced her round the ballroom keeping her as close as possible. He could feel the enchantment trying to take hold once more. How dare anyone enchant him. He glanced around the faces of the guests and soon realised who the culprit was. His mother and sister stood with a look of guilt and fury on their faces. It was obvious they had not brought her here, so how was she here. Jareth kept his anger completely hidden, he would deal with the two of them later, meddling women. As the dance drew to an end he knew all too well what would happen, he had dreamt it often enough. This time would be different, he needed her to unlock the enchantment. He needed her to help him. He needed her. So he prepared himself.
As he heard the first chime of the clock he tightened his hold. As always she tried to pull away, to run. No he would not allow it and pulled her in closer. He bent low and whispered in her ear. For a mere second she seemed to freeze just for a mere second in recognition before the memory faded once more and she once again lost herself in his embrace.
Another chime of the clock. Jareth realised he needed to do something but what, he needed to hold her here, to break the enchantment.
The clock chimed again. They continued to dance and he fought hard to keep the enchantment at bay while he looked for an answer.
Another chime, he saw his mother and sister whispering, plotting and planning. Then Celesta started to make her way towards them.
Another chime he noticed the fairy ring being formed, of course that was it on the thirteenth stroke he was to choose a Queen.
Another chime He expertly moved Sarah through the many dancers and away from his advancing sister, dancing her towards and through the fairy ring.
Another chime. Her emerald eyes gazed at him She had no idea what he was doing but she followed his lead. Never once trying to pull away or stop him.
Another chime. The pull of the enchantment was getting stronger he had to fight hard. He was almost there soon the spell would be broken.
Another chime he danced her to the centre of the ring. Stopping and holding her close
Another chime as her eyes locked on his he bent down and captured her lips. My god she tasted good. He needed to focus, she was intoxicating. This time she was his
Another chime he ran his lips down her neck. This beautiful creature in his arms moaned gently against him.
Another chime with one swift movement he produced a crystal he pierced the skin on her neck and placed the crystal against her heart binding her to him, he felt her shiver beneath his touch. And the crystal melted away.
Another chime She gazed at him in realisation a flicker of a memory entering her mind. So brief.
As the thirteenth chime sounded he whispered
"Remember me Sarah"
The enchantment that held him shattered its hold and the women who was now to be Queen disappeared from the ballroom as though she had never been there.
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Sarah woke in a panic sweating and panting. She tried to get her breathing back under control. Her heart raced so fast inside her chest it hurt. Starring at that all too familiar ceiling she took deep breaths. That dream, the one she had so often had felt all too real. The feel of his hands against her waist the touch of his kiss upon her lips It never ended that way, it ended with her running at the sound of the first chime. She shook her head. Seriously Sarah you need to stop with all this Cinderella bull shit, she threw back the covers and headed towards the bathroom. It felt so real, she could still feel his embrace, but the more awake she became the more the images faded into the mist. She needed to get her head out of the clouds and ditch all this fairy-tale stuff once and for all. A shower first then all those damn books with their false promises were gone.
As she showered she felt more relaxed although her neck felt stiff. must have slept funny she thought. She exited the shower and quickly dried herself. wiping the steam away from the mirror she gasped. There at the base of her neck just above the collar bone was a mark. As she gazed closer she recognised the small imprint she had seen it around his neck as they danced.
Sarah ran from the bathroom grabbing a robe and wrapping it round her as she went. Sitting in front of her vanity she did the only thing she could think of, she called on her friends for help. Within seconds the image in the mirror swirled and was replaced with the wrinkled face of Hoggle. As he saw Sarah his eyes widened in disbelief as he focused on the mark on her neck.
"What you go and do a thing like that for" he shouted
She placed her fingers gently against the mark, suddenly Sarah felt like her head was exploding as images started to bombard her. She fell to the floor as the pain engulfed her. Everything she had forgotten every bit of her run, her dance with him, the Escher room everything poured back into her mind. The force of the images made her scream out in pain. It was all true, everything was real all this time she had thought she was losing her grip on reality that it was some kind of depression setting in. Those half glimpses of once forgotten memories, the dreams and the nightmares, she realised what he had done Sarah screamed
"Jareth You bastard."
Hoggle appeared at the side of her in panic. All she was supposed to do was go to the ball so he would remember. What had he got his friend into. Sarah starred at him a look of shock and confusion on her face.
"Help me Hoggle" she pleaded as the pain ripped through her once more.
Sarah curled in on herself clutching her head and shaking violently in front of him. Hoggle knew there was only one person he could call on and he hated the fact. but no matter what the risk to himself he had to help his friend
"Majesty I need you"
There was a load clap of thunder and a flash of lightening before Jareth appeared in front of Hoggle. He had not seen Sarah lay on the floor behind him. Jareth advanced slowly on Hoggle his face filled with rage.
"You better have a good reason for summoning me like this hogs' brain or it will be the bog for you"
Hoggle in fear of his King just pointed. Jareth heard the moan from behind him and spun round. There on the floor at his feet was a very pale Sarah clutching her head tightly, tears streaming down her face.
Jareth quickly scooped her up in his arms, before turning to Hoggle
"You my castle NOW" he shouted
Jareth gently placed Sarah back on her bed. Her breathing was so shallow it was hardly detectable her body was shining with sweat and her skin was white. The sudden assault of the recurring memories was killing her. Jareth produced a crystal and placed it against her forehead where it vanished. He placed a kiss on her head and she instantly relaxed. She should never have returned; she should never have been at that ball. Was it better for her to forget? No, he couldn't lose her again. She had to accept it was real, that he was real.
"Rest now precious, I will return"
Jareth summoned two goblins
"Watch the girl"
The goblins nodded and the King vanished.
Jareth appeared back in his throne room in front of a cowering Hoggle. His anger was radiating off him in waves. He gripped Hoggle by the ear and pulled him from the floor.
"You idiot" he hissed "You sent her to the ball, you know the rules about returning yet you still risked her life"
Hoggle started to splutter some apology but Jareth silenced him.
"I swear I will kill you if she does not recover"
He then threw Hoggle across the room
"GET OUT"
Quickly Hoggle jumped to his feet and ran as fast as his little legs could carry him.
Jareth s temper was overflowing he stormed from the throne room towards the chamber occupied by his mother. As he entered his mother and Celesta jumped to their feet.
"Now Jareth we can explain"
"Really, well go ahead "he snarled
