Somethings are worth waiting for….
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF JIM HENSONS CHARACTERS OR ANYTHING FROM THE LABYRINTH
Chapter 4.
Feeling a cold breeze pass over her lips, Sarah opened her eyes.
What the hell?!Had it all been a new kind of dream? Sarah looked up and down the canned aisle, not spotting the pile of glitter on the floor. Sudden footsteps alerted her and she spun around just in time to see Kirsten rounding the corner.
"There you are. Where the hell have you been? I've been outside waiting for you for 20 minutes" Kirsten says with a mock angry expression playing on her face.
Sarah leaned against the shelves and put her hand to her forehead.
"Sarah, are you ok? You're looking very flushed" Kirsten went to put her arm around Sarah.
As much as she loved Kirsten, Sarah wanted to keep the feeling of his touch on her. Slowly, her hand reached up and lightly touched her lips. They still tingled. He had been here!
"Kirst..." Sarah said breathlessly and looked at her friend.
"What is it? You look like you've been shocked to within an inch of your life. Has something happened? Does someone need an ass-whopping?" Kirsten said fiercely.
Sarah opened her mouth just as she hears the warehouse door slam.
"Not here" Sarah says to Kirsten and, grabbing her hand, made their way out of the store. Sarah heard Markus walk up the opposite aisle, muttering obscenities. She hoped Jareth's spell had worked.
Speaking of….
"Of all the times to get a wish-away!" He raged aloud in the throne room. Goblins scattered from him, fearful he would bog them even if they hadn't done anything wrong.
Jareth couldn't believe his luck, it had been quiet for the last month or so before Sarah had called him. That was the best part, that she had called him. She had needed him and he had gone to her. No, the best part was that she hadn't smacked him in the face and ran off screaming when she had woken up from fainting. Actually, on second thoughts, the best part was her saying that she would have called him sooner if she had known and how she had pulled him closer to her when he had kissed her. How he had been in total euphoria, kissing her before some spotty, idiotic boy had called him to take his little sister away so he could play on some infernal aboveground contraption without disruption. This boy had accepted what Jareth offered him without a second glance at the crystal and now Jareth was having to find a home for the little girl. Fortunately, he had his Aide, Westley.
"Westley! Have you found a suitable home yet?" Jareth asked, a tad to desperately into a crystal.
In a flurry of paper Westley appeared in front of him and as the papers fluttered down he reached out and grab one floating to the floor. Jareth threw the crystal he was talking into in the air and it vanished.
Westley, with his blonde bob that had become flyaway with his transporting and kind blue eyes, looked around for his glasses and remembering that he had stuck them safely up his midnight blue robes sleeve, fished them out and looked at the piece of paper he had just retrieved.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I have. The Lady Tamsin has agreed to take the child as her ward. I gather she has been lonely since the death of her husband" Wesley said, reading the paper in his hand.
"Excellent. Begin preparations for her to go there immediately" Jareth said, smiling for the first time since being with Sarah
"Yes, Sire, will that be all?" Westley asked.
"Yes, that's all for now. I will notify you if I have need to go aboveground again" Jareth said, dismissing Westley with a lazy wave of his hand.
Westley bowed then exited the throne room, looking curiously back at Jareth but knowing better than to question him.
Once Westley was safely out of the room, Jareth left to the right of him into his study and, closing the door behind him, conjured another crystal. In it he saw Sarah, with another woman and they were knocking back pink liquid like it was water.
My Sarah, I will be with you again so very soon He thought.
"Come on, get 'em down your neck and tell me what happened earlier" Kirsten said to Sarah, thrusting another daquiri at her friend. How many had she already had? Either way, it was relaxing her.
"ok, ok, keep your curls in!" Sarah said and took the drink and downed it in one. Aaaah…ooooww brain freeze! Sarah clamped a hand to her head momentarily until the pain subsided.
Kirsten stared at her so Sarah sighed and said "Alright, I can see you won't let up on this" Kirsten shook her head and leaned in further to make sure she hears everything Sarah is about to say.
"Well, you know my boss Markus? Well he…hit on me. But like I said to you I'm so not interested but he didn't seem to want to take that as an answer…"
Kirsten gasped and said "What did he do? I really do need to administer an ass-whopping, don't it?!" Kirsten stood half way up from her chair in the booth they were sharing but Sarah pulled her back down.
"As if! Someone beat you to it" she laughed, feeling a bit shaky as the adrenaline from the last few hours started to wear off.
"Who? I need to give them one too as it's the best friends right not some total stranger" Kirsten said, knocking back her drink too.
Sarah sighed wistfully, remembering her encounter and, finally, she had gotten to kiss Jareth. Something she never thought she would do but definitely something she wanted to do again and more. Forever.
Kirsten eyed her friend suspiciously then exclaimed "so not a total stranger then"
"What?" Sarah broke out of her trance "What makes you say that?"
Kirsten laughed and said "Have you seen yourself? Your blushing like mad. Who is this that makes you blush so?" she finished with a poorly put on Shakespearean accent.
Hearing the somewhat English twang her friend just attempted, Sarah said, without thinking due to the 5 cocktails "Jareth".
It wasn't until a beat later, when she felt her hair being brushed back but a gloved hand that brushed against her cheek and settled on the nape of her neck and the shocked look on Kirsten's face that Sarah realized that she had called him again and, true to his word, her was back and with her again.