A/N: Thanks for all the support on this. I'm branching out a bit from my usual with this one. This is the first that is actually not connected to the rest of the stories. I still really have no clue where this is going, but Jareth seems to have an idea so I'm letting him lead. To the reviewer that was worried about it being heavy BDSM and submissive Sarah well one she's not all that submissive. Jareth is giving her all the power which is not really how that normally works. Also, it's not the focus of this story. You'll see in the next chapter that everything is linked to what ever book she is reading. The story of O was suggested by HachimansKitsune, so I used it and it led to the previous chapter. While I do plan on a few more lemons in this tale the focus isn't the sex. It's more about Jareth messing with her head. Is it real? Is it just fantasy? Oh and the book mentioned at the end of this chapter isn't real (at least not the one I'll be describing. I made it up purely for this story.)

Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I don't own Jareth, (wish I did) Sarah, or any other character from Labyrinth. They belong to Henson and everyone responsible for creating the movie. I write this solely for entertainment and stress relief.

Sarah hurried out of the library and ran to her dorm. She didn't stop running until she was in her room with the door shut. Her next class was in half an hour, but she didn't care. "This can't be happening." She said to herself as she paced the room. "It's a coincidence. It has to be." She tried to reason. "I saw the book when I went in and Dani probably mentioned something about it to me. That's why the Goblin King in my dream grabbed it and knew the story. My subconscious thought it sounded interesting and used Jareth to tell me to read it because it's not something I would normally read."

Sitting on her bed, Sarah nodded. "Yea that's all it is, my mind is playing tricks on me." She unconsciously rubbed her wrists and then remembered the bracelet. "Maybe I saw it on the floor by the table and dreamt about it. Right?"

She stood and ran to the mirror. "Hoggle! I need you!"

A moment later, Hoggle appeared in the mirror. "Sarah, what is it?"

"Can the Goblin King see or somehow influence my dreams?" She inquired.

"Sarah, are you dreaming of the King?" Hoggle asked looking very concerned. When she nodded, Hoggle made his way through the mirror. "How long has it been going on?"

Sarah sat back on her bed and sighed. "Off and on for years, but nothing like lately so I didn't think much of it. The King in my dreams is nothing like the real one."

"Sarah you know he's a sneaky bastard. You can't assume anything." Hoggle practically scolded as he sat by her. "Now if this has been going on for a while why is it yous just now telling me?"

Sarah turned her head. "The dreams have been kinda personal." She stood and paced the room. "Lately it's been eerie, almost like he's here or really in my dreams. Yesterday he showed up in my dream and we were in the library. Normally when I see him, it's in the Labyrinth, reliving what happened when I was there." She wasn't completely lying. The dreams usually started out like a memory of her run and then things would get hot and heavy. "Now it's almost like my dreams and reality are mixing. He recommended a book and then when I woke the book was on the shelf where he pulled it from."

"In your dreams, does he try and control you or try to gets you to makes a wish?" Hoggle asked.

Shaking her head, Sarah leaned against the wall. "No. We talk, do things together and usually I get woken up. This morning there were these gold bracelets in my dream and a minute ago the librarian had one just like them and asked if it was mine." She explained.

"Bracelet? Was there anything special about it?"

"No, just a plain gold bracelet," Sarah answered.

Hoggle rubbed his chin. "It don't sound likes the King, but ya never know with him." He told her. "Be careful Sarah. If it is him he may be trying to trick you into something."

Nodding, Sarah hugged her friend. "Thanks, Hoggle."

"Don't mention it, Sarah. I just wants you safe."

She nodded and sat beside him. "So it's possible this is all in my head? That I'm imagining it all?"

"Possible," Hoggle replied. "You have been stressed." She nodded and watched him head to the mirror. "I'll see what I can find out on my end. Just watch yourself. Don't go making wishes or nothin'"

"I won't."

"And should you need me..."

Sarah smiled. "I'll call." She watched Hoggle leave and then laid back on the bed. Maybe she just needed a day off. Missing one day of classes wouldn't hurt anything.

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Sarah found herself lying on a couch with something firm under her head. Sitting up, she wasn't completely surprised to find it had been Jareth's lap that she was using as a pillow. With a heavy sigh, she faced the Goblin King. "Is this going to happen every time I go to sleep?"

"Perhaps." He replied as he glanced at her over the book he was reading.

"Where are we?" She asked as she looked around the room. There was a desk covered with papers, several book shelves, the couch they were sitting on, and a large fireplace.

"My study," Jareth replied as he continued reading.

"I never saw your study." She said cautiously as she moved away from him.

"Doesn't mean I don't have one." He continued reading, barely paying her any mind.

"Why am I here? You seem more interested in your book than me at the moment." Sarah commented.

"Well, I was catching up on a bit of reading I've been wanting to do. I do have a very busy schedule, despite what you may think." He grinned at her as he made eye contact for the first time. "But then I thought you enjoyed our little rendezvous."

"When they were once every month or so, sure. It was a guilty pleasure, but now? Now I can't even nap with out you being here. Tell me Jareth, is this real? Are you really here or are you truly just my imagination?"

Jareth sat the book on the table beside him and gave Sarah his full attention. "There's only one way you'll know the answer for certain."

Shaking her head, Sarah laughed. "God, can't you even give me a straight answer in my dreams?"

"Precious..."

"Stop calling me that!"

He smirked and opened his mouth to speak, but hesitated. After closing his mouth and thinking a moment he finally spoke. "Sarah, I could tell you exactly what you want to hear. I could say its all in your head. None of this is real. Or I could say that I'm really here and that I have been the whole time. Would you believe me no matter which I told you?" He watched her for a moment as she contemplated what he had said. "Tell me, what happens if I really am here? Are you going to wake up, call for me, and give me a piece of your mind? Or are you going to try and banish me with those six little words again?" He almost spat the last part.

"I'm not calling for you. I don't care if your real or not. You don't have power over me and I'm not about to give you any."

He shrugged. "Then you have your answer, at least the best you'll get from a dream. But know this Sarah, real or not, I'm here because there is a part of you that wishes me to be here."

She stood and shook her head. "No, I refuse to believe that."

"Why? Is it so wrong to want to be here, with me? Even if only in a dream?" Jareth stood and started walking towards her. With each step he took towards her, she took one back until her back hit the wall. He continued forward until he had her pinned against the wall. "I have no power over you. You keep saying it. Then how am I here?" He ran his finger along her jaw. "I've told you all along you're the one in control. So think about it, Sarah. You assume I'm here of my own accord and that I'm after something. I'll admit our little games are fun and I love seeing you in the throes of passion, but what if it's you bringing me here? What if it's you that is pulling me into these dreams? Have you thought of that?"

"No, how could I be doing this?" Sarah tried to turn her head, but he grabbed her chin and made her look at him.

"The same way you would call me to you when you're awake. You wish for it. I wish need not be spoken aloud for it to be granted. If the wish is strong enough, and especially in the case of a girl that was given certain powers, it can be granted. Of course, you'd rather believe that I'm up to something evil than even entertain the idea that you want to see me."

"Even if it's true, which it's not, what good does seeing you in a dream do me? I can't even figure out if you're real or not. Why would I torment myself like this?" Sarah inquired as she stared into his eyes.

"A very good question Sarah." He said as he let go of her chin and stepped away. "That is something you have to answer for yourself." He sat back on the couch and picked up his book. "Here's another one for you to ponder over Sarah. If you are calling me here, why would I continue to allow myself be used to fulfill your fantasies?"

Sarah sat up with a jolt. She was suddenly wide awake and her heart was racing. "Was that real?" She stood and paced the room. It definitely had been a different dream than her usual ones with the Goblin King. What if it really was him, not just her imagination? Sarah's head was beginning to hurt just thinking about it. With a sigh, she grabbed her purse and headed out to get something to eat. Maybe having a full stomach would help her ability to think.

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Hours later, Kingsley sat in the empty library at one of the tables reading. He had finished all the menial labor tasks that Mrs. White had given him and there wasn't a single student in the building, so he had picked up a book and began reading. What was the point of working in a library if you couldn't enjoy a good book now and then? His reading was soon interrupted by Mrs. White. "Are you slacking off?"

With a sigh, he lowered the book. "No I'm trying not to be bored, and before you asked yes everything is done. All the books are checked in and returned to their proper places. I sent out all the over due notices. The book shelves have all been dusted and I even refilled the copy machines and sharpened all the pencils. So since I had nothing else to do I grabbed a book to read." He explained.

"You really finished everything?" She questioned.

Nodding he stood. "Yes. Now, why don't you head home? It's an hour til closing. I can stay and close up for the night."

"We keep longer hours this week." She informed him.

"Only if there are students here to cater to. Since there is no one else here, I will lock up at the usual time."

Mrs, White nodded. "Very well. If you have everything under control, I shall go home for the evening."

Kingsley watched as she went to the office and gathered her things. He returned to his chair and went back to reading. He was glad for a quiet evening. As she was leaving, he heard Mrs. White speak to someone at the door. "If you're planning on being here past our normal closing time, please inform Mr. Kingsley so that he can stay here for you. He's planning to lock up at 5 as there is no one else here."

He groaned hearing her statement. "So much for an early day." He muttered as he stood.

He stopped when he heard the student's reply. He recognized the voice immediately and began grinning from ear to ear. "It's alright Mrs. White. I just came to check out a book. I won't be here long. Are you leaving?"

"Yes, Mr. Kingsley assures me he can handle it tonight seeing how quiet it is, so I'm heading home." Mrs. White replied.

Sarah nodded. "Well have a good night." She said with a smile as she continued into the building. She didn't have to go far before she found Mr. Kingsley. "Good afternoon."

"Good afternoon Sarah." He said with a bow. "How can I assist you this evening?"

She smiled at his formal greeting and shook her head. "You don't have to bow to me, you know that right?"

He smirked. "True but so far you've smiled every time I've done it, so I've accomplished my goal."

Sarah nodded. "Alright, I'll give you that."

"So what can I do for you this evening? I heard you say you were just checking out a book. Do you have one in mind?"

She looked at the rows of books. "Actually no I don't. I wanted to get something to read for fun. Something more my style than the last one I got."

"So no dirty it." Kingsley grinned.

"At least not like that one. I don't mind a book with sex in it as long as its well written and has a good plot." She replied.

"Hmmm." He rubbed his chin. "Well, there's the classics like Eugene Onegin, Lady Chatterly's Lover, The Faerie Queen, Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility, Northanger Abbey, Wuthering Heights, Moby Dick, and 1984." Sarah listened to him name off the books. She had read or heard of a couple of them. The others she would look up later. "If you're looking for something a bit more modern with a bit of a supernatural theme I'd suggest Black Dagger Brotherhood, Anne Rice's vampire books, Lord of the Rings, or any of the many books about Merlin and Arthur. I was actually reading about Merlin a little while ago."

"Didn't take you for a fan of mythology."

He shrugged. "I've always had a thing for stories filled with magic. What about you? What do you normally read?"

"A little of everything I guess." She answered. "I've read most of the classics, Moby Dick, Pride and Prejudice, most things by Shakespeare and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. I've read all of the tales by brothers Grimm, and just about any fairy tale I could get my hands on."

Kingsley nodded. "Were you imagining yourself the Princess waiting for Prince charming to come carry you away?"

"When I was little, perhaps, but not anymore." Sarah walked over to one of the book shelves and ran her hand along the books.

"So those dreams that you keep getting lost in, they don't involve a handsome Prince?" He asked.

She chuckled a bit and debated telling him. Turning to face him she shook her head. "No not a Prince. There is a King though."

Sitting on the edge of the table, he laughed. "A Prince isn't good enough, you need the King?"

"I don't know if I need him or not." She said sadly. "Or if he would even truly want me."

"Now it sounds as if your talking about a real person, not a fictional character." He observed. "Is the King in your dreams actually someone you know?"

She shook her head again. "Sorry I was getting lost in my thoughts again. So um... do you have a book recommendation for me?"

He studied her for a moment and then stood. "Well there are so many good ones, it's hard to pick just one." He walked over to the check out counter and grabbed the book he had been reading. "Why not try this one? I was reading it earlier and I think you might like it." He held the book out to her and she took it from his hands.

Examining the cover, she read the title. "Through the Eyes of the Wizard." On the cover was a fierce looking dragon and she nearly dropped the book at what else she saw. The figure facing the dragon was a tall blonde in armor that looked very much like Jareth's. She gripped the book tightly to avoid dropping it. "I don't want to take it if you're still reading it." She said softly, unable to take her eyes off the figure on the cover.

"It's fine. I can read it when you're done. Besides, I still have to finish the book I have at home. I just picked that up today because I was bored." Kingsley replied.

Looking up, Sarah met his gaze. "If you're sure. I'd hate to make you wait if this really is a good book."

"I insist," Kingsley said as he took the book from her hands. "Now come on and I'll check it out to you. Then you can run off and get started reading."

"Actually I was going to look for another book or two. I read so fast that it's better to get more than one so I don't have to make multiple trips here." Sarah explained.

"Then I guess I better limit you to one book at a time." He smirked.

"Why's that?"

"Gives you a reason to have to come back and see me," Kingsley answered as he scanned the book and checked it out to her. "If I let you get more than the one I might not see you for several days." He handed the book back to her and leaned against the counter. "Now you have to come back to see me."

"What if I come when Mrs. White is here instead of you?" Sarah asked with a teasing grin.

"Then I shall be greatly disappointed." He frowned. "You wouldn't be that cruel, would you Sarah?"

"Very well, I shall make sure I return the book when you are here, but I want you to have more recommendations for me each time I return a book." She informed him.

"I believe I can manage that, as long as you're willing to discuss the books with me as you read them. The more I learn about what you like and dislike, the better my recommendations will be." He held his hand out to her. "Deal?"

With a grin on her face, she took his hand and shook it. "Deal."

Before she could pull away, he raised her hand to his lips and kissed it. "Good. I look forward to hearing all about that book." He said as he released her hand.

She blushed slightly at his intense gaze and nodded. "Alright. I promise. I'll be back when I'm done with it and I'll tell you all about it."

"Good." He grinned. "Well you best be on your way, or I may keep you here all night."

"What?"

"Discussing books. I mean with so many to choose from we'd be here all night talking about them." He gave her a mischievous grin. "What did you think I meant?"

"Oh, nothing." She ducked her head and turned to leave. "I'll uh... see you tomorrow Mr. Kingsley." She said quickly before dashing out the door.

He stood there and watched her leave, grinning from ear to ear. He did love making her blush and did all flustered. Chuckling, he glanced at the clock. There was still a little more than half an hour to go. He groaned and sat at the check out counter. "Gods time passes so slowly." He shook his head and sighed. "Oh well, tomorrow I really get to have some fun." Reaching inside the top drawer, he pulled out a peach and took a large bite, the juices trickling down his chin. Swallowing the luscious fruit, he grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth. "Yes, tomorrow the games truly begin."