She was trapped, trapped in her own body and little more than a prisoner to the administrations of the Doctors and Nurses. Her Father and Step-mother tried to comfort, but she could not communicate her suffering to them. With the contraptions of modern medicine keeping her alive, she was unable to use her voice to call for him, her savior, to spare her this horrid life.
She tried to reach out to him through her dreams, but it was the same result with each attempt. The Nurse would give her a shot that would send her into a deep sleep. She found herself once again in the dark corridor lined with doors. She tried each door to find each and everyone locked, until she once again stood before a black door at the end. She knew that her waking reality lay on the other side, and she didn't want to open that door "Jareth where are you?" she said aloud. Closing her eyes she wished silently that he would appear, but nothing. Again she woke up in the prison.
In the Underworld, Jareth sat upon his throne, worry marking his fine Fae features. From a far window, two glowing orbs floated softly into the room. Jareth sat a little straighter as two goblins appeared when the crystals shattered "Well?" he questioned impatiently "What did you find out?"
The taller of the two stepped forward "Well your kingship, the lady Sarah can't talk" he answered "the others put hoses or something down her throat" his little green head dropped "she is in much pain."
Jareth sat back heavy in his throne "I have no power over her" he mumbled to himself. He looked back to the two goblins "Go back and keep watch" he ordered "let me know if anything changes" with that the two took their leave.
Jareth stood and crossed the room. Before him was the painting he had created himself from memory. It was of the beloved champion of the Labyrinth. Though Sarah had not known, she was being tested, as were all the fair maidens who had run the maze before her, tested to see if she were the one to be Queen. So upon defeating him, she became the chosen. He should have forced her to stay and take the rule at the time, but he knew she was too young and would have to grow-up. A small sigh escaped him as he stared at her image dressed in the ball gown of silver "I waited to long" he said to himself "I should have collected you much earlier." He left the room and retired to his private quarters. He would once again try to reach her through her dreams, but each time he came close, she was snatched away.
Several more attempts he made at reaching her through her dreams, but each time he missed her. His goblins reported no changes. They said the lady just laid there while all the other fussed about or cried over her. Then they mentioned something useful, the boy was there. A smile crossed the Kings face "Toby" he said, turning quickly he dispatched the goblins to find Toby, he may not have power over her, but the boy was fair game.
Before long he was in flight to the aboveground and soon found himself settled in a tree outside of Sarah's childhood home. There in her room, sat her younger brother, still small in stature, but there he sat on her bed, with her toy things surrounding him. From where he sat, Jareth could here the boy crying, crying for his sister. The window was open, so taking the opportunity; he flew to it and landed quietly behind the boy. Even though he was quiet, the boy turned quickly to face him, his eyes wide with fear.
Quickly Jareth transformed into his true form, bringing a finger to his lips in hopes of silencing the child "Do you remember me young Toby?" he asked softly.
Toby stared at the man, he was so familiar "I…I…I'm not sure" he managed.
"Your sister and yourself visited me a long time ago and had quite a merry adventure" said Jareth as he sat down next to the boy "Do you remember now" with a flip of his wrist he offered Toby a crystal.
The boy stared into the crystal as it replayed the events of Sarah's run. He looked up to Jareth "It was real, I still dream of this place" he managed quietly "are you here because of my sister?" he asked "cause she is real sick and" he tried to hide the tears "and Momma and Daddy don't know if she will" he choked again, baring too much for his young age "that she will be with Grandma in heaven."
Jareth sat back at this news. He knew his goblins were keeping an eye on her, but they would not understand all that was being said. He turned back to the boy, offering a smile to calm him "Toby I want to help your sister, but I need your help to do it" his smile growing as the boy looked back at him "I can make her better, but I need you to say the words."
Toby stared at the man with the funny hair and clothing; he remembered only good things about him from his brief time in his world. "Would you take her away from us forever?" he asked with fear edging his young voice "Cause Sarah is my best friend as well as my sister and I love her so much" his little blonde head dropped as he looked at his hands "I don't know the right words."
Jareth lifted his chin with his gloved hand "Yes son you do" he offered "just think about it." Jareth released his chin as he met his gaze.
Just then Karen could be heard coming up the stairs "Toby" she called.
Toby looked to the door and back to Jareth, to find him gone. He jumped off the bed and ran to the window, just in time to see a white feather float gracefully down to the ledge. He picked it up and held it close. He had to remember the words.