Hey everyone sorry I'm late for updating but... well i can't honestly say that it's not my fault, cuz it was... but i at least got it done on time ' it was finished at 1:45 am on Monday and send directly to my beta. But I haven't gotten the go ahead to release this chapter... 'But I'm doing it anyways because i don't like to go against my word... And Princess, You're right So... the rating has been upped from T to M so you have been warned! I think that's all i have to say... Enjoy the show and remember to leave me a note telling me how you like it!

-Desired Rose

Part 4: Revenge: Sarah's Rage

Deep in the Labyrinth a motley group of friends sat together beneath the shade of a weeping willow, brought and held together by the love and friendship of one girl whose stubbornness knows no bounds. It was out of concern for said girl that these three miscreants met on this day so they could discuss the newest development in their strange friendship to the above-grounder.

"It don't feel right I tells you. I've known Sarah longer 'n you and it ain't right. We need to see her, she needs help, I knows it!" Hoggle declared, heaving himself up to pace before his friends and gesturing wildly with his hands.

"I doth agree with thee, Sir Hoggle. But… How do we gain entrance into our fair maiden's world? Thou knowest the rules same as I. We must be called upon to enter her world, such as the King's decree last month. As much as I wish to duel to the death any who dare impugn My Lady's Honor, It simply can't be done. We must be ready to ride into battle when our Lady calls…"

"OOOh, That'll take to long! Sarah needs our help now! And what if she isn't able to call us?" Slumping to the ground in despair he turned his back to his friends, "Curse that Rat for passing that law, just cuz she got hitched and don't wanna have 'Im popin' up to see her, doesn't mean nuttin when it comes to 'er friends."

Didimus, though not known for his level-headedness nor hesitance to charge first and thin later, bowed his head in defeat. They three alone did not hold enough magic to override the spell that their King had cast. Less they had the King's permission, they couldn't do…

"Wait a minute! We could petition the King to defend Lady Sarah! Ambrosias come, we ride!"

"Us? Petition Jare…Him? Now wait just a minute Didimus! Yer outta yer mind if yous think that he'll listen fer one second to the likes of us. Not to mention on ones seen 'Im in weeks, ever since Sarah got married. We only know he's alive cuz the castle still in one piece! And Besides, You need to get back to the bog." He said flippantly, barely able to keep it from becoming a sneer.

" Then you must venture alone on this quest to find and petition the King! How noble of you to volunteer for such a most worthy cause as to defend the honor of our Lady, Sir Hoggle. I would come with thee but I must keep my sacred oath to guard the bridge! May luck be with thee on thy grand adventure, Sir Hoggle!" Didimus called as ambrosias sped off into the sunset, Ludo in tow.

"Now how did I get stuck with this? Might as well get this over with… if I'm lucky he'll only just throw me in the bog… Shesh." He muttered as he trudged his way towards the castle.

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"Why'd I hafta open up my big mouth, If I hadn't, I wouldn't be walking down this shady hallway looking fer Jar…lookin fer Him" Hoggle grumbled as he indeed walked down a long, eerily dark hallway. You'd think you were walking the halls of the dungeons if it twernt for the red door at the end, casting just enough light out towards you to light your way but also enough to create your darkest nightmare from the shadows the light danced with.

'Course, that's exactly what Jareth wanted when he cast that spell. Gulping, Hoggle shuddered his way past one reaching shadow and darted to the door.

Jareth can't hurt me…It'd upset Sarah…He chanted to himself as he made to knock on the door.

"What is it hodgle? I'm busy." Jareth's voice resounded through the hall making Hoggle stumble back a few steps.

"I…I,uhh…" Clearing his throat he mentally reminded himself why he was there in the first place and started again with a stronger voice, " I've come to discuss Sarah…And I ain't leavin' till I do!" He tagged on forcefully, hoping he sounded convincing and quaking inside at the thought of what Jareth could still do to him for daring to speak to him like that: He IS still the King…

Instead, a few moments after his daring demand, the door creaked open, he never was sure if he was relieved at the fact that he was still breathing or terrified at the prospect of being the first to see his King in months. Sarah's safety was the only thing reason Hoggle had not turned tail and fled in fear that day.

"Well? Get in here before I change my mind." His voice traveled from deep within the room. Sighing, he gingerly stepped into the room to see it was full of never-ending bookshelves that went up as far as the eye could see. Shuffling past furniture and drapery made from varying shades of red and gold, Hoggle made his way to the figure leaning against the mantle of a fireplace large and grand enough to roast Hoggle in with room to spare. He jumped and swiveled around as the only exit to the room slammed shut behind him.

"What was so important that you had to disturb me in my private study?" Jareth inquired curtly, not looking away from his fascinated study of the flames. A quick glance showed that his hair was unusually unruly; his cloths were rumpled as if he hadn't changed them from the day before. His right hand clenched and unclenched against his side, keeping time with a muscle in his jaw. A faint blue-white glow was bobbing like the tide over the Goblin King's left shoulder, hiding its form from Hoggle.

"It… It's about Sarah… She ain't called in a few months and we's got a bad feelin'… Somethin' terribles about to happen to 'er, Jareth! I knows yer mad wit 'er for wot she did but you can't do this to 'er…"

"And what exactly AM I doing to her, Hoggle?" came a soft reply.

Oh, no… I've gone and done it now… he's said me name twice now and that tone… Shudders it's the bog for sure…

"I…It's just that… uhhh… well you see…" he stammered, taking a few nervous steps back towards the door each time. " Yer punishin' her fer choicin' the mortal over you…" he mumbled.

"Or I could, in fact, be doing exactly what she wants; did that ever occur to you?" straightening, he turned his furious gaze on the now cowering dwarf. It didn't help that the glow behind him, now an angry mix of reds, intensified his menacing stance by throwing every curve and highlight into unrelenting relief. "By passing that law prohibiting you and your friends from visiting without permission was so that she could have her privacy. She is Married now, Higgle, she can't have her childhood friends prancing around her estate, demanding her attention. She has to want to see you, I should have enforced that law years ago, but because she welcomed you I allowed it to continue. Oh don't look like a fish Hogbrain, of course I knew, I AM king after all."

"But.. But she needs us! Ain't ya been listenin' to a word I'm saying! She's in trouble or gonna be shortly! Can't you.. uh… bend the rules to send us to her with out 'er callin' just this once Jareth? Please your Highness, I ain't asked you for nuttin' but I'm begging you fer this, I knows you still love her."

Pain flashes through Jareth's eyes before bitter cold replaces it.

"Sarah has made her choice, Dwarf, she choice to deny me and marry him. I have to humor her wish to be left alone. You have your answer, Now Go before I grant you a fate worse than the bog." He growled and threw his arm out sending Hoggle threw the now open door (which slammed shut after him) and half way down the hall before he skidded to a stop.

Behind the closed door, Jareth leaned against his desk and called the gift-crystal's counterpart to his hand and watched the swirling mass of red in the center.

"Good instincts, that Dwarf. And thanks to Sarah's acceptance of my gift, I can provide just such help." Crushing the crystal in his hand, he threw himself through the barrier between his world and hers, changing as he went from man to owl, screaming to the world his rage as he raced from the park to Sarah's new window, clawing and hissing at it to open. He saw Sarah's lovely face, broken and bleeding, look at him and whisper the words he longed to hear. Trumpeting a cry of malicious glee and triumph, He burst through the window sending glass flying out into the room. When the light from Sarah's Crystal dimmed, Jareth saw Phillip looking at him, sitting atop a half naked and unconscious Sarah, his hands flexing around her neck.

"What the heck is this? Get out, you weren't invited in here and we're having a family moment." Phillip stated coldly, turning his attention back to Sarah. Grabbing her chin she brought her slack face up to look at him, saw that she was unconscious and sighed. Her training will have to resume when she woke up. Sitting himself more firmly across her lower abdomen he turned back to the man glaring daggers at him. "I said GET OUT!"

"Phillip, Phillip, Phillip… Didn't you hear, My Sarah? I was invited by personal invitation to join your little party. But this time dear boy, the attention is on you." he asked with a slight grin that never reached his hardened eyes, inspecting his gloves and pulling them so they fit just right over his hand, flexing his fingers, looking ever inch like The Godfather. Phillip made to strike out at Sarah, eliciting a growl from Jareth. His eyes glowed with a murderous light as he angrily sent Phillip crashing over the foot board of the bed with an airily wave of his hand.

"Tut-tut Phillip. Didn't your mother teach you it isn't polite to strike a Lady? Especially a Queen..." Jareth jeered as he walked casually over to where his prey had fallen, a swift kick to the ribs sent him careening into the chest of drawers.

"….Sarah, a queen? Don't make me laugh; she can't even satisfy her husband properly." Climbing to his feet slowly, favoring his right side he snarled, "And where do you get off saying she's yours? She's mine by law, to do with as I see fit. By your coming here and claiming her tells me she's been unfaithful and will have to be punished for it after I'm done with you," he shot a fist out to catch him in the jaw, but Jareth easily side-stepped his attack and shoved him face first into the Full length mirror behind him.

"You might have had her body but she bares my mark upon her heart and soul, binding her to me. Your mortal laws mean nothing to me, but she kept her word to love you and you've broken it thus nullifying your right to claim her as wife." Pulling Phillip back, a fist caught him square in the nose, shattering it and sending him stumbling back towards the bed screaming in pain, blood already dripping through his fingers as they held his nose.

"AHHHH, Look what you done, you bleeding idiot! You'll pay dearly for this!" He screamed as Jareth laughed, mocking him. His eyes grew wild and a crazed glazed entered his eyes as he cast a shifty glance between Jareth and his night stand. He rushed to the stand, pulling a knife from its depths, grinning vengefully.

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Pain, it's all she knew at the moment. Every sense was screaming it at her, even taste and smell. Her eyes felt puffy and had recently added 60 pounds to each lid, making them impossible to open, but that was ok because she really didn't want to open them right now. She didn't want to see Phillip's crazed face, mocking her with a loving smile and leering at her like she was a possession.

Why did he do this? Why did he break his vows to me? He promised! He promised to love honor and cherish me! If she her body didn't hurt so bad, she would have cried but she was tired, hurt physically and emotionally and crying just took way to much energy. If only I hadn't brought Toby over here, then none of this would have happened… Toby… TOBY!

Gasping she fought against her body telling her that the best place to be right now was to be in a world where nothing hurt, a world it could provide, but she fought to return to the surface that much harder. She had to save Toby. Phillip could be hurting him right that very minute and it was her job to see that he pay.

:I wish the Goblin King…would come and take you away…RIGHT NOW: A thought, or was it a memory, filtered to her at that moment, just as she started to become aware of her surroundings again.

Sounds came to her first. She recognized Phillips voice, or rather scream followed by another man's laugh.

Must be Jareth's… that is, if I actually managed to call him that is…

Vision came next to show her a slowly forming figure at the end of the bed with a top that shone platinum.

A look to the side showed her a shadow-like person rushing over to her right and reach into something next to the bed end.

"Jareth…" Sarah breathed, still looking at the figure of her husband holding something long and silver over her. Gasping, she shied sideways just as the knife barely missed her chest and ended up grazing her side and embedding itself into the mattress. Moaning she noticed that the sense of Sensation decided to gift her with its presence and remind her that her arms and legs were numb and cramped from the lack of motion, and every cell in her body was screaming. In the midst of these added sensations she saw from the corner of her eye, Phillip fly into the wall and slide not so gracefully to a heap on the floor and stay there.

"Jareth… get me out of these, Jareth…" Her voice broke as the tears that she had been holding back finally broke to the surface and sobs wracked her already battered body.

"Sarah, Sarah, calm down for a minute and hold still ok?" he asked gently, coming to her side and smoothed her hair back from her face. Forming a crystal, he tossed it at the ties making them vanish, crying out as he saw the raw skin of her wrists and ankles. Bringing her wrists slowly to his mouth, as not to jar her and cause more pain, he kissed her wristsmaking her skin whole again and bringing normal feeling back into her arms.

It's a pity my magic is not strong enough here to heal her completely. I need to get her to the underground… he thought bitterly. This is all my fault…

"Jareth… Toby… Oh God, where's Toby Jareth? Is he ok?" Gripping his arms, she looked over to where she last saw Toby and saw him still tied to the bed but pale and blank eyes stared back at her, fresh tears flowing down his face. Struggling to sit up and get to her little brother, she was only able to get that far when Jareth put his hand on her shoulder.

"I'll take care of Toby, Sarah. Stay still; you're injured more than you think." While Jareth went and untied Toby, Sarah ventured a look towards her husband, Soon to be ex-husband… She told her self bitterly.

Toby's scared face from earlier that night flashed through her mind soon to be replaced by his now pale, stricken face, wide unseeing eyes and tears flowing freely. Tears burned her own eyes as she thought miserably: 'Oh honey, what did he do you? How dare he do something like this to an innocent child…? How DARE he!'

Rage clouded her mind giving her tunnel vision and seeing and feeling one thing, unadulterated, righteous rage towards Phillip. She had to make him pay.

With the rage came adrenaline and strength allowing her to climb out of the bed he had put her in, thinking the whole time of the lies he's told over the last two years, the subtle taking over control of her life and what he's just put her and Toby through. Each step built upon the anger rolling around inside her, oblivious to Jareth, who was now sitting Toby up in the bed, trying to get him to look at him and the reviving Phillip still sprawled out on the floor.

Groaning, Phillip shook his head and started to sit up, his eyes closed. Sarah gritted her teeth, balling her fists, but kept her distance from his feet.

"Such a man, to hit a woman tied to a bed. Get up, you spineless coward. Now we'll really see how much of a man you are." She demanded, gritting her teeth.

"Sarah…" Jareth uttered in surprise from behind her. He hadn't expected her to be able to move much less fight Phillip with out magic, yet there she was facing the man who just beat and nearly did the unspeakable to his own wife and he was unable to stop her, to be her knight in shinning armor because her little brother had a death grip around his neck. From the look of her stance, he didn't even dare try to come between the scene she and her husband were about to unfold.

Ignoring the voice behind her, Sarah focused all her attention on Phillip. She heard his chuckle as he clambered to his feet, and the sardonic little smile tugging on his lips causing her to tremble with her fury.

"You think you can take me? You're no match for me Sarah." He grinned at the curl of her lip and narrowing of her eyes. He jutted his jaw out and patted it, "Here, I'll be a gentleman and let you have the first hit… go on... hit me!" Taking a few steps towards her, chin still out in the air till she was within arms reach and took a swing at her which she ducked easily and punched him in the lower abdomen as she passed by him making him grunt as the air left him.

"THAT was for Toby!" Whirling around, she kicked him from behind, sending him crashing back into the dresser. Flushing with anger, his face contorted as he rushed back towards her flailing his arms and catching her in the chest. Falling backwards she used her own momentum to keep rolling until she was back on her feet, just as a Phillip landed where she had fallen. She waited for him to get back up to strike again.

"THIS is for what you tried to do to me!" She kicked the side of his knee, forcing him to kneel before her and back hands him into the bed post knocking him back into the land of darkness.

"That… That was for breaking your vows to Me." She said, stumbling away from him as the adrenaline started to wear off. Jareth was as good as his word; he was there for her when her world fell down…

Ok, So what do you think? Like it? hate it? Tell me about it! Yells to the bird Hey! get over here and earn your keep! The hat-bird raised it's eyebrows Keep? I'm earning a keep... where? Shaking it's head at her warning glance Alright, alright, ok, SHesh... Please leave a contribution in the little box...Nodding her head Rose leaves the room, Bird rolls his eyes please, before she decides to actually think on her own...Holds out the box for reviews

Daniel i am SOOOO sorry! ( i accidentally put Daniel's name in place of Phillip oops? ' ummmm i didn't mean to put you in the part where sarah was beating the crap out of Phillip ' :Embarrassed laughed:

Thanks Go out to: Labyrinth Mistress, Anij, GaibsGirl, TearsOnIce, Princess-Rainbow Rose, Angel-tears-16, Princess, Stylus Known, Lady Alira, Kaccee, and Ridel

Part 5: Choices