So despite a negative review, I will write more! And while I understand not everyone likes a story… such as this, didn't yo momma ever teach you? If you don't have something nice to say- REMAIN SILENT. Or, don't read M rated fics and remain in the K rated section. K? K. Thank you ~Red
"Are you alright, Jareth?" Sarah mumbled drowsily, woken by his anguish. She was absolutely adorable, at this point, smiling sleepily at him.
He chuckled lightly and gently grabbed her hand before gently laying a kiss on the back of it. "I'm fine, Precious. Go back to sleep." He said, standing from the floor as he walked over to the window and peered out, not bothering to look behind him when he heard Sarah get out of bed. He did turn to watch her as she slowly limped toward her and he frowned, suddenly sweeping forward to gently scoop her up.
"Hey! I can walk by myself!" She snapped and Jareth smiled when he heard the old Sarah from four years ago slowly returning.
"Yes, you can. And I congratulate your valiant attempt. But you are injured and I will not allow you out of this bed till you are healed." He said with a grin as he gently plopped her down onto the bed and watched him glare at him. Ah, seems the 'sleep' was starting to help. He almost wanted to cry, though. Knowing the truth of the situation and what would happen soon if he did not do the right thing.
"And what would my healing detail?" She asked curiously, staring back up at him.
"I'm sorry, sir. But it appears that due to her strange and multiple injuries, your daughter may not survive." A nurse said to a certain Mr. Williams as he glared down at the sleeping form of his daughter.
"Good." Voice devoid of all emotion, he turned to leave the hospital.
"Sir! She is your daughter!" The nurse said, shocked by his reaction.
"She was a child that never grew up. Spent all her time lost in a make believe world, and worst of all she tried to trap her younger brother in her craziness with her. So no, she is no longer my daughter. She stopped being it the moment she was sent away." Glaring back at the woman now till her hand dropped from his shoulder, having not realized she had put it there.