I present you: Chapter 7!!! Enjoy!! I still don't own anything of Labyrinth beside my own characters. Thank you for all my reviewers!


Chapter 7: a cross-examination oh boy!

"Jareth never told us he would bring such a charming young girl like you here."

Jareth's mother was a beautiful lady with a soft and friendly smile.

Her hair was blonde like Jareth's and her eyes were a soft violet.

"Well, he's full of surprises I guess." Sarah grinning to Jareth who was sitting in a very lazy position in his chair.

"I always knew Jareth would get hit by the arrow of Eros one day." Jareth's sister said smiling with a dreaming look on her face.

Jareth's sister was a beauty. Her eyes were almost like gold and her long curly hair looked like the sun shone through it.

"Oh Guinevere please!" Jareth grumbled.

"Oh, eh…it's not like… ." Sarah began explaining quickly.

"It took him SO long. He doesn't like Undergroundian girls you know. But you're a mortal! So it's perfect!" Jareth's sister went on.

"Guinevere." Jareth's mother said with a warning tone.

"But mother… ."

"Oh for Christ sake, I'm NOT marrying this mortal!" Jareth letting out a huge sigh.

"It's SARAH." Sarah said stubborn.

Jareth mumbled something that Sarah nor his mother or sister could hear but Sarah couldn't oppress a grin.

"So Sarah, how old are you?" Jareth's mother asked interested.

"I'm 24 years old, Your Highness." Sarah said polite.

"Oh call me Nereida." Jareth's mother said smiling.

Blanda came in bringing more tea and cookies.

"Ah, thank you Blanda, you're a dear." Nereida smiled.

Jareth shot a murdering look at Blanda and Blanda looked innocently back.

Nereida and Guinevere kept asking questions to Sarah and telling about Jareth's childhood.

When they left Sarah turned to Jareth.

"Your mother is very friendly and so is your sister. You never told me you had a sister."

"Yes and 4 brothers too." Jareth replied.

"4 brothers!?" Sarah asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, Demetrius, Lysander, Julian and Jaden. Julian and Jaden are my twin brothers. I'm the middle of the twins. Guinevere is the youngest."

"Dear god, now I have to handle 3 of you?" Sarah grinned.

"Yes well, you can see differences. My eyes are different. Jaden has green eyes and Julian's hair is black like my father's."

"Oh, good… ."

"So…uhm… did you receive the flowers before my mother and sister prevailed you to a cross-examination?" Jareth asked.

"Yes, they were very lovely. You are forgiven and we'll start all over." Sarah nodded.

"Look you have to understand that I cannot trust you yet." Jareth explained.

"Than why won't you let me help you?"

Jareth blinked.

Sarah slapped the back of his head.

"Ouch! What was that for!?"

"Sorry, I thought you had your blinking-tic again."

Jareth shot a reproachful look at her.

"What do you want? Hyacinth's and yellow roses? I. AM. SORRY. I told you already." Sarah crossed her arms.

Jareth grumbled something.

"Look I just want to help you so I can go home, alright?"

"Fine, what happened in YOUR point of view?" Jareth asked.

Sarah sighed.

"Have you got 2 hours?"

"No, make it short." Jareth replied curtly.

Sarah sighed again but frustrated this time.

"You're not giving me much of a chance, you know."

"No."

"So, you still think I am a spy or something?" Sarah asked.

"I don't know what to think. I just want to know why the Labyrinth wants you here or why there seems to be some kind of connection between us." Jareth replied.

"I know. I understand perfectly what your saying."

"Yes?"

"Yeah. The only connection there was and is between us is irritation." Sarah said.

"I would say a pest but… ."

"You're choice Your-Majesty-of-lousy-taste-for-style. Either I help you or not. But I am not going to stay here for long." Sarah replied stubborn.

"What in the world is wrong with my style?" Jareth asked with a disbelieving look on his face.

"Oh come on! Your hair looks like you have been messing with electricity and your make-up on your eyes looks like you copied it from freakin' Boy George!" Sarah exclaimed.

"My hair is just like the latest fashion up here, that make-up what you call here is a part of our skin and who the HELL is Boy George!?"

"Humph! Never mind."

"You are an impossible person!" Jareth said.

"You are an arrogant prat who refuses my help! Maybe you don't even WANT my help!" Sarah said angry.

Jareth straightened his back.

"If I ever DID know you. I must have thrown you into the Oubliette because I really don't like you."

With that he left the room.

Fuming Sarah sat down.

'He was right.' She suddenly thought discouraged.

'He doesn't like me and he has thrown me into the Oubliette before.'

"I wish I could go home… ." Sarah sighed sad.


"YOU are the biggest idiot I have EVER raised!"

"But…but Blanda… ."

"Don't you Blanda-me young man!"

"You get back to lady Sarah right now!"

"Blanda! You cannot… ."

"Force you!? You wait 'till I chase you with my dipper!"

Jareth was already on his way… .


Okay this was chapter 7. I hope you like it. I'll probably can't update every day from now on. My school is starting soon so I can be happy if I can update 2 or 3 times a week. But I'll try my best and I will never abandon my faithful readers! Please leave a contribution in the little (review)box. Thank you señorita/señorito!