I do not own Labyrinth, Sarah, or Jareth. I do however own the mood swing that made this one shot. Sorry pms. The next one will be happier.

She sat in the middle of her bedroom staring at the window. She remembered when he had come through a window to pull her through it and have her run the race of her life. She missed him, his deep blue mismatched eyes, the sound of his voice as he goaded her on, taunting her. He had been the greatest challenge she had ever had, the most fun. What had she done? What had she been thinking? He offered her the world, her dreams, his love, and she said no? She had to have been out of her mind!

She opened her mouth to speak, ready to say the words that could bring him back. Would he come back? She had to try, "I wish the Goblin King would come take me away, right now!" She spoke as loud and as clearly as she could to avoid any mistake. She spun around the room hopeful, looking for any sign of him. She ran to the window, maybe he was there as he had been when he was an owl.

Disappointment flooded through her, he wasn't there anywhere. He hadn't come at her call. Had she been so naive to think he sat just waiting for her? She sat back on the floor and stared back out the window, tears falling from her eyes with the realization at what she had done.