Disclaimer: I live in a giant bucket! Oh and I don't own Labyrinth. Damn

Jareth sat in what looked like a giant bubble. Outside of the bubble, it was solid black. Darkness reached everywhere. The only light came from the dull grey of Jareth's sanctuary. He was waiting for something. Someone. Will she come tonight? He looked around. Nothing had changed.

'Jareth…' Then he saw her. Floating towards him like an angel. She always looked softer in the dreamscape, not as focused as she appeared in real life. She wore a beautiful full lenght blue dress, her hair draping around her shoulders. She made her way over to the bubble and almost fell into Jareth's arms. As she did the darkness was completely outshone by a new brilliant light, as the world around them transformed into a very familiar ballroom. Jareth held her close as the music started to play, and then they danced.

Last night I had a dream about you
In this dream I'm dancing right beside you

Sarah's soft features looked up at the King. She hardly ever said a word to him here, except for the initial call. Occasionally she mentioned things going on in her life, or questions about the labyrinth. But she seemed to have great difficulty in doing so.

'You've brought me back.' Jareth was surprised by her sudden talking. 'Back to the Labyrinth. Back to you. Thank you Jareth.' She smiled at him as she spoke.

And it looked like everyone was having fun
the kind of feeling I've waited so long

'You're driving me mad dear. Honestly, I'm trying to be nice, but you just keep throwing it in my face.' He smirked a little. He really didn't mind that much, he would do almost anything for her, but she was as stubborn as he was so it didn't make it easy. Sarah twirled around.

Don't stop come a little closer
As we jam the rhythm gets stronger

'Give me a chance. How long have I been back?' She did have a point.


There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun
We were dancing all night long

'I know….' Jareth was pouting now, and Sarah couldn't help but giggle.

The time is right to put my arms around you
You're feeling right
You wrap your arms around too

She came closer to him again, and was almost snuggling into him. 'You know, I don't usually talk, not because I don't want to, but it's just always felt quite hard. But it seem easier today, I think it's because we are closer.'

'That would make sense.' Jareth was glad to hear that. He always wondered if she didn't want to or just couldn't talk. He kissed her on the top of the head.


But suddenly I feel the shining sun
Before I knew it this dream was all gone

'I'm waking up Jareth... I've got to go.' Sarah pushed herself away from Jareth and started to walk away. Then she stopped and turned around.

'Oh dear...' Sarah's soft features were suddenly coming into focus. Her consciousness had realized she was dreaming and was now taking over from her subconscious. Jareth knew she was going to turn this into a lucid dream sooner or later, but why, why did it have to be now.

'Get out of my dreams Jareth.' Sarah had lucid dreams before but never with him in them. But she was in control now so she could just think him out of it.

'Why aren't you leaving? Get the hell out of my dream!' Why was he still there? This had never happened before. She knew she had been having lots of these 'Jareth' dreams lately but this was the first time she had made it lucid. She could always control those. 'GET OUT!!!' Sarah couldn't understand. She was conscious, why wasn't he leaving? She had removed the ballroom, and now it was just her and Jareth in the grey bubble again.

Jareth sighed. 'As you wish my dear.' She noticed a glint of sorrow in his eye as he blinked out of that existence.

"God she's frustrating." Jareth put his hand to his face and rubbed the bridge of his nose as he sat up in bed. The sun was just rising over his domain. "Tommorow night then my dear." Even if she consciously hated him, he knew that deep down, she cared.

Sarah was alone in her darkness now, Jareth's bubble gone. What the heck was this dream? She couldn't control anything anymore, and her head was starting to hurt from trying. She felt like she was falling now. Sarah was freaking out. In one last bid for help, she called his name.

Jareth heard her call. Popping himself back into the dreamscape, he brought back his bubble under her and caught her in his arms.

'It's okay love.' He stroked her hair, sensing her distress. 'You just don't know how deal with this dreamscape. Here.' He lifted her up and let her float into the air. He held her hands as she rose. 'Just let your mind float up. Up and out' She started to fade in front of him

Sarah noticed he had a similar look on his face to when he first noticed her back at her house. '…Thank you.' With that, she faded out.

Waking up, she screamed. "IM GOING TO KILL HIM!" Sarah just knew that somehow, this was all his doing. True, he had saved her, and it had felt nice in his arms. No it did not! But if he hadn't had conjured all that up in the first place he wouldn't have to save her. So therefore still all his fault. "God he's frustrating!"

'She's going to accuse me of something today. I just know it. This is all going to be my fault.' Jareth floated back to reality. But angry Sarah was better then no Sarah in his books. He smiled as he got out of bed to start his day.

A/N: You people like it! I get all buzzy when I get reviews, and go running to my boyfriend all overexcited cause someone said something good about it. Heeee! Feel free to give me constructive criticism too though if I'm doing stuff wrong. My thanks go out to moonspryte, Sarah Cartwright, and once again notwritten. I loves yous :D