Omgosh...I'm sorry, :( I took forever to update! oh well, I'm updating now so ha!

Reviewers: Thank you so much, but please I want to know if I should just leave it as a J or spell out his entire name?

Note: I love the labyrinth, and I don't know any of it's characters.

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"Hello Sarah." She had almost forgotten, that while she slept she would be chilling with the goblin king. She crossed her arms over her chest.

"Doesn't me coming here every night, make it so I'm not sleeping at all?" Jareth smiled a little. Oh she had so much to learn.

"You are asleep Sarah, but your dreams are very real. If I do anything to you, it will be there when you wake up." Sarah frowned a little, and turned away from him.

"What do you want from me anyway?" Jareths eyes sparkled, and he slowly moved towards her back. Sarah froze, feeling a change in the atmosphere.

"I want you...that's all." Sarah shivered. His voice was so gentle, yet full of passionate...what? Confused, she opened her mouth to ask him what he meant, when she felt cold leather on her bare shoulders.

'Why did I have to wear a tang top and shorts for pajamas!' She bit her lip, but she couldn't move. She could feel his breath, hot and strangely comforting. It was such a contrast to the cold hard leather of his gloves all over her back. She shuddered a little as his hands moved down her sides.

"Sarah...you belong to me..." She almost nodded, lost in a daze. Her body felt hot, and inpatient, but her will wouldn't give in that easily.

"No..." Jareth paused, but only momentarily. His lips skimmed over her neck, and traveled to her ear.

"No?...Do you want to be fed to the Nektok? Anything Sarah, you said anything..." Sarah just shook her head. Slowly the goblin king pulled away from her. He didn't want to take her by force. No, she would come to him willingly.

"Till tomorrow night...my little nightmare."

Sarah slowly climbed out of her bed and walked to her window. She could see a white barn owl flying away. She glared at it, and then walked down the stairs.

"Is that what you're wearing to the library?!" her step mother shrieked, dropping a pancake on the floor. Sarah picked it up with an annoyed expression.

"No, what kind of girl do you think I am?" her step mother put a hand over her heart, and sighed in relief. Toby snorted into his cheerios. Their dad was upstairs, in his office working on left over work. Sarah hadn't thought she would go back to the library, but now she was determined more then ever. Maybe she could find a weakness behind the goblin kings all too good barrier.

As she ran up the stairs of the library, she avoided the eyes of the gargoyles, and nuzzled her nose further into the scarf she wore. Automatically she went to the fantasy section, but after looking through only a few books, she decided it wasn't the right section to look in. She thought about where feys would be found most often, and then found herself in the legends and folk tales section. Smiling, she started to read.

Jareth glared at everyone he saw. He could have had her last night! And why didn't he take her? Because she was fragile and he wanted it to be special. He growled under his breath, and cursed his conscience. He could have been done with it last night, and given her back to the mortal realm and have been done with it. Somehow though, he knew that's not what he wanted.

He sighed as he walked to his chambers. He needed a long hot bath, to brood over awhile. He wouldn't even think about Sarah. Once he got into his room, he made the metal tub full of hot wonderful water, and slipped into it.

Try as he might, he couldn't get the raven haired beauty of his head, and ended up with a little more of a problem then he had when he had gotten into the bath.