"And I'll cross oceans, like never before
So you can feel the way I feel it too
And I'll mirror images back at you
So you can see the way I feel it too."

-Shelter, The Xx

When Sarah got out of the shower, she found Toby already asleep in his bed.

"Jareth," She called, but got no answer. He was already asleep on the couch. "Thank you," she whispered, before heading to bed herself.

Sarah didn't usually dream, and when she did, it was of the Labyrinth.

She dreamed of Hoggle and Ludo and Sir Didymus, that she could sometimes talk to them, even without having to look through the mirror. Granted, she did that often too, but not as much as she had her hands full with Toby, and working and everything. Besides, she wanted him to have nothing to do with the labyrinth. Sarah wanted her baby brother to have as normal of a childhood as possible while being raised by your big sister...until now, when Jareth decided to show up in her apartment and demand to take him back as the Goblin Prince, of course.

And, who was she kidding, Sarah knew in the end she'd have no choice but to go with them.

As she thought this, her dreams took on a new perspective altogether.

Sarah woke up in a lavish bed, the covers beside her brushed aside and daylight gently streaming through her windows. Rolling out of bed, she noticed Jareth in front of a large dresser, shrugging on one of his white poets shirts. She wandered over to her own closet, donning a satin (or was it silk?) bathrobe and a pair of low-heeled shoes.

"Where are you off to today, love?" She asked Jareth, as he crossed the room to say goodbye to her.

"Ah, the usual. Royal decrees, records, and the short sitting in at the courthouse." She giggled as he leaned down, pulling her into a kiss.

"So, you'll be home by five then?"

"Maybe earlier, we'll see how bored I get." He sent her a wink before kneeling down, and Sarah laughed as he planted a loud kiss on her stomach. "Goodbye, little baby. Daddy loves you."

Jareth then hurried out of the room, Sarah right behind him. They went opposite directions in the hallway, him going to his study, and her going to Toby's room.

"Rise and shine, Tobes!" She said, shaking the little ten-year-old prince. "Come on, so we can go wake up your sister."

"I'm up!" Toby groaned, rolling out of bed. "Go get her, I can handle myself."

"I'm already up, Mommy!" A little girl said, bouncing into the room with a smile on her face as she hugged her mother tightly. The girl was absolutely stunning, with Sarah's greenish-blue eyes and Jareth's stark white hair.

"I can see that." Sarah smiled at Toby as he went into the closet to get dressed. "Hurry up, Tobes," She added, "The baby is hungry."

Sarah woke up with a start, breaking out in a sweat.

Was this what was to happen if she went to the Goblin Kingdom, if she stayed with Jareth? It couldn't be, she wasn't even remotely attracted to him.

Well, maybe when she was fifteen...but even then, Sarah had been more rational than romantic, more realistic than imaginative. She wanted her baby brother back, and there was nothing a simple crush was going to do to change that.

But now...now things were different. Now he loved her, she could see it in his eyes, and she wasn't sure she was capable of love anymore, not when she saw what her parents had gone through.

She could leave tomorrow, run off into the goblin-filled sunset with him, and never want to marry him, never feel the need to receive a kiss, or a touch from him. The emotion had long ago been blocked off by the falling apart of two different marriages, by the desperation of two different women.

Love was no stranger to Sarah, she had felt it many times towards Toby, towards Billy, even. She had not felt it for Tommy Crist, when he slept with her in the back of his parent's Corolla on the night of prom. She had not felt it for any of the men who had come into the bookstore, looking for a date.

Sure, like every girl, she had an image of what the perfect man would look like-and he did look an awful lot like Jareth. But even in her wildest dreams she hadn't been in love with this man, hadn't wanted to be with him in any way but sexually...until now, that is.

A lot of weird things were happening lately, and Sarah would just have to learn to adjust.

She pulled herself back under the covers, pulling them up to her chin. She couldn't think straight now, couldn't think of anything more but the feel of Jareth's lips on her's, the flutter of their baby beneath her belly.

Things would be clearer in the morning.