Sarah awoke to a warm breeze brushing against her cheeks and the slightly filtered sunlight that streamed through billowing curtains; she sat up in the bed and realized she wasn't in her bedroom, much less in the Aboveground. The room she had been sleeping in was rather large and lightly furnished as to not clutter the space too much. The bed was four-posters covered with crisp white sheets and an ocean blue comforter; there was a small fireplace to her left that was framed with an oak mantle, in front of the fireplace was a small couch also made of oak, its cushion matching the comforter of the bed; beside the couch was a matching chair. Looking to her right she saw a pair of French doors that lead out to an open balcony; on the side of the door on the balcony was a matching chair that was beside the couch, she could already tell that the view from the balcony was of a large garden that was lush and green, it extended to the hedge walls of the Labyrinth as well; she had to admit that even from where she remained seated on the bed that the view was spectacular. Pushing the covers back she stood from the bed and walked over to a full-length mirror that was placed beside a dressing screen and what looked to be a walk in closet, she noticed that she was still wearing the clothes from the night before, and her hair was slightly messy from sleeping on it. Her clothes had blood drips on them from her wound on her temple and from coughing up some as well when Seth kicked her; she felt so dirty at that moment; glancing around she saw a vanity with a small collection of brushes lying atop it, she went over to it and sat down. Slowly she pulled the hundreds of bobby pins from her hair, and the Rhinestones that still managed to cling to the strands of hair they'd been placed upon, her hair fell like a glittering curtain around her face. This was how Jareth found her when he opened the door to the room, she wasn't looking up into the mirror, but more at her hands like she was deep in thought. He strode quietly across the room to stand behind her, she still didn't look up until he placed a hand on her shoulder; her head snapped up at his touch and looked at him through the mirror's surface.

"Are you ok, Sarah?"

"I was just thinking about everything that happened last night, and what Fable said about Starr. How could she take my memories like that, and then live right alongside of me impersonating a human; I trusted her, told her everything….and she never once said a word to me that she knew that Seth wasn't Starr's father. Why did it have to be last night that she told me the secret that once I realized he wasn't her dad I couldn't explain, because I didn't have the memories that had all the answers. My dad and Belinda refuse to call me family and before she was born wouldn't recognize Starr."

"Sarah, what your family thinks is not important; you've done a wonderful job of raising her without them," he said as he knelt down next to her. "Look at what you have done for her already, and what you have done for Toby as well."

"Look at what I couldn't do for my daughter; I couldn't give her the family she deserves, my family disowned us before she was born, only my grandmother supported us till the day she died. I never truly knew who her father was until my ex-boyfriend decided to beat me to death because I wouldn't be with him anymore and told him that the little girl he believed to be his for six and half years wasn't." At the mention of the night before an awkward silence descended on the two of them, only broken when a goblin maid walked in, but turned to leave with a small apology.

Jareth stopped the goblin before she could walk out the door, "Help Lady Sarah around the castle until she feels comfortable getting around herself."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The goblin bowed to her King as he walked by. The goblin rose when the door shut completely then turned to Sarah shyly. "Lady Sarah, would you like a bath now?"

"I would appreciate it," she smiled down at the shy goblin hopefully making the little goblin a little less timid towards her. The little creature walked into an adjoining room and began running the water in a bathtub the size of a large Jacuzzi. She then went back into the bedroom and opened the enormous closet and exposed a collection of gowns that ranged from simple day gowns to elegant evening wear to even formal function gowns. She picked out one of the simpler ones that was a stormy blue color with an oval collar and billowy short sleeves. Sarah walked into the bathroom and closed the door after she thanked the goblin, undressed, then sank down into the hot water that was topped with bubbles much like you tope a cupcake with frosting. "I needed this."

It seemed only like five minutes to Sarah, who dozed off as she relaxed in the water, before she heard a shriek. Her eyes flared open and saw the goblin looking at her in the most terrified expression.

"What is it?"

"I thought you drowned, Lady," the goblin said, it's voice shakey still.

"I'm sorry…what's your name by the way?"

"Firebeall, but you may call me Fi for short, Lady."

"I'm sorry Fi, I just dozed off, and I'm still a bit tired from my eventful evening. I did not mean to worry you…"

"Good, you two are getting along." Both Sarah and Firebeall jumped at the sound of Jareth's voice. Sarah immediate sank further down into the water to insure that the bubbles were covering her bare body. Firebeall sank back down into a bow as was expected of the servants when in the presence of royalty. "Firebeall, leave us."

The goblin dropped the robe she had been bringing in for her Mistress and scampered out of the room leaving Sarah alone in the bathroom with the Goblin King. Sarah glared up at the King for his intrusion while she was inappropriately dressed…or undressed to be exact. He just leaned against the white marble countertop and watched her for a second until she exploded on him for his behavior.

"Have you never heard of knocking? Is that a foreign concept to you down here in this realm?"

"I am a king; I do not have to knock to gain permission for entrance of a room."

"King or not, its common courtesy, and you would do well to learn some."

"Why must you fight me every step of the way, Sarah? It is exhausting living up to your expectations all the time."

"Well, if you had just knocked we wouldn't be in this situation right now would we? Now, can I please have some privacy so I can get dressed?"

He picked up the robe from the floor and held it out for her to put on; she looked at him as if to say 'you're kidding right?' but he merely kept the robe held out towards her but far enough that she had to leave the safety of the bubbles to put it on. When she didn't budge he sighed irritably.

"It's not like it matters anymore, Sarah. I have seen you naked, remember?"

"That may be true, but that doesn't mean I'm just going to give you a second peek." Suddenly the water began to drain from the tub at a rapid pace leaving her without a choice: it was either get out now and put the robe on or wait till the water was low enough to expose her anyways. She chose the first option and quickly rose from the water and pulled the robe around her and tied it tightly shut. His hands found themselves on her waist in an instant, and he nuzzled her neck and raining small kisses down it as well. At first she leaned into the embrace allowing him to keep going before her senses came back to her and she pushed him away. "Let's get one thing straight here, Goblin King before I lash out at you. I like my personal space, and I don't need you trying to seduce me to get in your bed."

"So I've noticed…I think I preferred when you were too young…you wouldn't be denying what your body obviously wants because you have been starving it for so long."

"How dare you! My sex life is none of your god damn business, I don't care who you are!"

"You have a lot of nerve speaking to me in such a manner, Little Sarah, maybe you forgot that it was I who saved your life last night. You are not a child anymore, the rules of the Labyrinth do not apply anymore, I could have chosen not to show up and let him harm you. So I would watch that mouth, otherwise you might get to see just how cruel I can really be."

"I'm not afraid of you, Jareth; I haven't been for a long time."

"Good because you are going to be here for a very long time. The Labyrinth is your new home; there is no going back to the Aboveground for you."

Before she could say another word a silver pigeon flew in through the window and released a letter into Jareth's hand. He opened the letter and read the contents to himself silently then when he finished handed the letter to her. She snatched the paper from his hand and slowly adverted her eyes to the paper.

'Dearies,

The children and I are having such a wonderful time here at the Greenhouse Castle, so I am going to keep them with me for a week and let you two birdies to get to know each other, maybe rekindle that old flame…excuse my insinuation, Sarah. I do hope though that you two are getting along; Sarah dear, you must excuse my son sometimes cause I do know that he can be a pain in the ass, and he can be very stubborn when he doesn't get his way on everything, but he really is a gentleman under all that.

With much love,

Fable, High Queen of the Underground'

Sarah looked up from the letter and raised an eyebrow at the fae before her, "You know she gives you way too much credit, right?"

"I don't think she gives me enough to be honest. I'm always a gentleman."

"Hate to pop your bubble there, oh gentlemen, but coming in a lady's bathroom without knocking, and trying to woo an unwilling lady as well is not in the characteristics of a gentlemen."

"I'll forgive your ungratefulness this time, Lady Sarah so long as you agree to join me for dinner tonight."

"I'll consider it if you promise not to walk in unannounced like that again and just knock instead."

The two stared each other down for a long moment, and then Jareth smiled and held out his hand, "I promise." She shook his hand to seal the promise then promptly told him to get out so she could get dressed.

He disappeared in a shower of glitter that fell on top of her skin and made her shine in the morning light. "Show off…." She rolled her eyes and walked out into her room where Firebeall was waiting on her to help lace up the corset and her dress. She had no idea of the pain she was going to be in when she first saw the dress, now she thought she was going to die of pain and suffocation; Firebeall was doing her hair in an intricate design and showering the strands with so much glitter, the excess glitter falling down onto her shoulders and neck making her skin shine a little. The little goblin also did her makeup in smokey colors, but didn't overdo the amount still leaving a slight natural look to her as well. There was a thin line of eyeliner on her upper lid; the brightest part of her makeup was the ruby red lipstick that made her perfectly shaped lips stand out.

"There you go, Mistress, you are all ready for dinner now," Firebeall said as she looked over Sarah again to make sure there was nothing she missed; she gave a loud squeal that about scared Sarah out of her wits. "I forgot your necklace!" The goblin ran to the vanity and grabbed a diamond teardrop necklace and told Sarah to lean over so she could put it on for her; Sarah did as she was instructed and Firebeall put the necklace around her slender neck. "Now you're ready for dinner; your shoes are over there, be sure to put them on AS you leave, trust me, your feet won't hurt as much," she smiled up at her mistress. "How do you feel, Lady Sarah?"

"I can't really breathe, but other than that I'm feeling fairly well," she said as she walked to the door and slipped on the black heels. "Thank you, Fi for all your help."

"Anytime for you, Lady Sarah."

Sarah walked out into the hallway closing the bedroom door behind her; when she reached a dead end she began wishing she'd asked Fi to help her get to the dining room, she was utterly lost in a deserted hallway. As she opened her mouth to call for Jareth she heard a peculiar noise low to the ground, but headed closer to her every second. Looking down she saw a clear crystal, it did a circle around her feet then began heading back in the direction it came. Curiosity getting the best of her she followed it back down the dark hallway; she followed a good ways until she was forced to stop in front of two enormous wooden doors, the crystal was still pressing against the door attempting to go through, Sarah pushed with all her might against the doors and they slowly swung open to reveal the dining hall.

"I hope it is to your liking." Jareth was suddenly standing behind her just barely keeping himself from completely invading her personal space.

"It's beautiful," she said gaping at the room before her. There were tall white columns in which held a beautiful silver domed ceiling; the walls were mother-of-pearls color, the floor matching the walls. To her left was a small alcove that was slightly raised above the rest of the room, within this alcove was a small round table draped with black table cloth and set for two.

"Good, I was hoping you would agree," he stated as he placed her hand on his arm and escorted her to the table. He pulled her chair out for her to sit then went to the opposite chair and seated himself. Elvin servants brought out just moments after they were both seated; the food looked strange to her, but the smells it was emitting were tantalizing and made her mouth water in anticipation. The Elves placed the plates in front them then silently left them alone.

The meal was fairly silent, each afraid to strike up too deep of a conversation in fear of it ending with an awkward silence or in anger. She decided to just sip her white wine, she wasn't a big drinker, but every time she'd had a few she always ended up saying something stupid and sometimes even did something out of character for her. She was pulled from her thoughts at the sound of Jareth's voice.

"Where did you get the name Starr? It fits her perfectly."

She gave a sad smile at his last words, they had been the exact words her grandmother had said the day Starr was born. "I didn't name her, my grandmother, Mary did. She always knew Starr was special, she had a way of knowing things like that."

They continued to talk about Starr so Jareth could learn who his daughter was and what she liked as they finished their supper. After a while he stood up and walked over to her chair across the table and held out a hand to her, she slowly placed her hand in his, unsure of what he was doing. He led her to the center of the room as a slow melody began to play from an unknown source, pulling her close he began their dance. She couldn't help herself, and laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes as they swayed to the song from all those years ago when they had first danced together in the ballroom; neither of the two noticed the servants bring in their dessert and leave immediately after. He felt her relax completely in his arms for the first time and couldn't hold back to small smile that crept up on his lips, how long had he waited to hold her without her pulling away from him? As the song ended she pulled slightly away so she could look up into his eyes only to realize that once she lifted her face his lips were covering hers in a soft, gentle kiss, not being able to resist the temptation any longer she kissed him back. He pulled back from her and smiled, he never imagined feeling this kind of joy again; leading them back to the table he pulled her chair out once again and then seated himself. The dessert they ate was some kind of frozen mint dish Sarah didn't find familiar but enjoyed immensely. An uneasy silence had fallen between them after the kiss, but yet both found comfort in it.

When they had finished their meals and desserts Jareth took her through the gardens, the sun just beginning to set on the horizon. He lead her through rose bushes, tulip patches, all kinds of fragranced rainbows danced at her feet, she laughed in delight and running slightly ahead of him. He watched her twirl in the mystical Moonflowers, which he later learned had immediately become her favorite throughout the whole garden. He took her back to her room, and on the way there couldn't bring himself to think of anything else besides what it would be like if Sarah were to become his queen, and how he could convince her to marry him. They reached her room, much too soon in both of their opinions; she turned to face him and bid him goodnight, he bowed to her and placed a kiss on the back of her hand, but as soon as his lips left her hand she threw herself into his arms and pressed her lips to his passionately. He was only thrown off guard for a moment before he returned her kiss with just as much intensity, pushing her against the wall allowing his body to press against hers and letting her know just how much he wanted her at that moment. Pulling away to breathe the much needed air he saw her cheeks stained with a blush; she bid him goodnight once again, he bowed once more to her then took his leave to his own bed chamber feeling much happier than he had in years.

Firebeall was waiting for her mistress when she came in; she was surprised but glad to see her liege even more cheerful than when she left the room. Though she would get annoyed when Sarah wouldn't hold still while she was getting her dress untied. Sarah slipped the dress off and slung it over the vanity chair as she walked around, actually danced around would be more appropriate, in her corset that had a flowing slip skirt attached to it. She twirled out onto the balcony with Fi chasing after her.

"Lady Sarah, you shouldn't be outside inappropriately dressed like so!"

"It's not like anyone is going to be out to see me in such attire, Fi," she replied still twirling around. She heard the small goblin give a little squeak. "Oh really, Fi, you are way too paranoid, umph…" She opened her eyes to see she was in the arms of the Goblin King again. "I'm sorry, you're Majesty."

"Firebeall, leave us," he said looking down at the goblin maid. She bowed then ran out of Sarah's room. "It is very unlady like to dance in such attire on an open balcony, dear Sarah. Though I'm willing to ignore the incident if you would honor me with another a dance and kiss," he said looking down at her in his arms.

"Is that all, I'm surprised at the mighty Goblin King being so linent on a petty moral like myself," she teased. "Though, I will agree to his terms to be forgiven of my crimes commited this night."

He smiled wolfishly then began t spin her around the balcony singing the same song to her when she was drugged by the peach during her adventure through the labyrinth. Dancing into her room again he finished the song leaning down to kiss her. He left her soon after and Firebeall returned as well helping Sarah into her nightgown and began taking her hair down. Biding Sarah goodnight she opened the door to leave.

"Goodnight, Fi and thank you for everything."