A/N This is a remake of my original, keep in mind if you read further chapters and they do not say it is a rewrite I wrote it when I was in high school and using Note Pad, I lacked grammar or spell checking. I still lack a beta reader and I am sorry if you don't want to wait for the rest of the rewrite
A/N 2: I know I know it has been forever you have no idea what I have been going through personally and with this damn computer. I sent it in cause the screen was not turning on and they deleted EVERYTHING! Damn computer guys! Well this is going to be short. I am sorry. It is late and I have a ton of shit to do, so you must excuse me.
Disclaimer: Not that I have not done this before, flip to chapter one if you forgot my quirky attitude on the subject. These are Jim's characters; I just added my own flare. David is mine though I am not sure if I really like him all that much lol…well there you go…sue me if you like I will deny everything.
Jareth awoke to the brisk morning air skittering across his chest. When he opened his eyes he saw Sarah there sitting with her back against a tree. Her skin a soft pink, and her hair was tousled with several leaves stuck here and there. She was fully dressed unlike him. After their encounter the night before, he had pulled out their blankets and strewn them across them most haphazardly.
Quietly he dressed and packed their things. They ate a stale meal of salted meats and dried bread that felt like chewing on clumps of dirt. They mounted their Glhorse's in silence and headed off towards the end of the forest once more. Neither of them wanted to talk, and the silence stretched out before them like the road. There was awkwardness as well as an unknown certainty that they had both enjoyed and regretted what had happened.
Sarah knew he had power over her, and yet it did not bother her as much as she would have previously thought it would. She had ended up enjoying the physical contact it took for the heat that had been taking over her body to go away. She had ended up enjoying the feeling of Jareth atop her and within her. She also knew that nothing was going to be the same. If they did find a way to keep her from dying, there was going to be this thing hanging over her. There was an uncertainty that loomed in the air as palpable as the favor of Jareth that linger on her tongue from the night before.
David was tired he had been searching for Sarah everywhere. Every hospital within a hundred mile radius had no clue who he was talking about, no one they had met the description he gave or the wounds that had been inflicted upon her. After a great while of persuading her friend let him have her date book and purse, which Sarah had left behind at the club. He called everyone on her list including a young boy he later found out was her younger brother Tobe. When David mention the thing with the guy whose name was Jareth Tobe claimed innocence and hung up on him clearly disturbed.
David was worn to the bone; he had had too much coffee, too little sleep, and almost no food over the last week. His body gave out on him several times a day. He called into work and just asked them to give him his vacation time, and though they yelled at him for quite a while they were forced to let him be after seeing his ragged appearance.
When David reached his home all he could do from falling asleep was to pick up a random book and start reading. Most interestingly it was the small red book that had been among Sarah's other positions. Inside it had picture of a clock with thirteen hours instead of twelve. As he began to read something inside of him woke, and he became vividly involved in the story.
It was about a young girl, with a stepmother, and a baby brother who she despised most of all. One night she made a wish that he would disappear and never come back. The Goblin King came and took him away. To her surprise she went after her brother, she fought her way through a series of traps in an intricate labyrinth. Along the way she met many odd figures, and befriended three of them. At the end of it all she had to overcome the desire of the Goblin King to save her baby brother.
The story itself was not the most intriguing part of it all though. The most intriguing part of it all was the names. The girls name was Sarah, the baby brother Tobe, and the Goblin King was Jareth. Everything in the story seemed so real, Sarah was the Sarah he knew. The girl he had danced with, the Goblin King was described just like the man who had appeared and disappeared in the alley way.
David could not help but dream of the place that Sarah had once been, and could be in now, as his eyes closed and the morning sun peaked through rain clouds. The image of a great labyrinth, just past a desolate forest, settled before his mind's eye. He knew it somehow, he was connected to it. But how? He was an orphan he had no memories before the age of ten. He somehow knew this place though. As he slept he felt something, something tugging on his heart…A wave of heat infused with ice, and all went black as the last week's worth of work caught up with David at last.
A/N So are you getting it yet? Maybe? Maybe not? It is a little confusing yes. I know MWHAHAHAHA! I am so mean! Well you are just going to have to guess at it until I can get another chapter down now aren't you…
