Disclaimer: I don't own the Labyrinth. If I did I wouldn't be writing this.

Author's Note: I've been extremely busy traveling so far this summer. I spent three weeks in California and then was whisked away to Michigan as soon I as got home. However, I will update more often because so far my schedule is clear and leaves me with plenty of spare time to write. I now actually have an idea where this story is going and have the next chapter planned out so expected it soon. Although reviews are very motivating though…hint hint

Sarah's eyes burst opened as her pain invaded her body. The truth was unbearable.

'How could I have been so foolish?' she thought to herself as she huddled into the fetal position. She clutched her stomach as waves of spasms swelled through her.

She carefully stood up and paced towards the bathroom, as bile rose in her throat. Sarah stooped over the toilet and proceeded to render the contents of last night's dinner into the porcelain bowl.

A light tapping came in from the wooden bathroom door, "Sarah, are you alright?" Irene's voice called out.

She sighed as she the pain subsided just a little, "No, I think I have the flu." Sarah responded.

"Well than I suppose I'll call the school and inform them that you won't be coming in today." Irene stated as she walked off.

Sarah crawled into bed and threw the covers of herself, she started shivering, the room felt like ice.

Irene cracked the door opened and checked in on Sarah, "Everything is taken care of, and I have to leave for work. I'll be home around five o'clock. Just take it easy until then."

Sarah heard the car engine start up and fade as it traveled off into the distance. When all was in the clear, Sarah got out of bed and walked down the stairs to the living room and lay down on the couch. She searched around for the remote and turned on the television, flipping the channels until she came across an old black and white movie.

She tilted her head back on the pillow and yet again fell into a fitful slumber…

The young girl watched the document lose its eerie glow and fall to her feet.

"Now that I have what I wanted, I'll be leaving." Jareth said to her.

Sarah stared at him as he stepped forward from the shadows; he seemed to glimmer like the moon.

"How long will it take till I get my new mom?" she questioned.

"By the end of the year you will have a new mother." He responded back and disappeared as quickly as he came.

The ringing of the telephone awoke her from her nap, Sarah bolted up and a wave of nausea overcame her as she reached out for the phone. She glanced at the caller I.D. and recognized the familiar number.

"Hello?" she said.

"Hi sweetie!" her father replied. "Irene told me you weren't feeling well, so I called to check in on you."

"I'm feeling a little better after sleeping for a bit" she responded.

"Well Irene called the doctor for you and you have an appointment first thing in the morning." Robert informed her.

"Okay, Dad."

"Now go back to sleep and heat up some instant chicken soup in the microwave if you get hungry."

Sarah hung up the phone and put it back on its cradle; she re-positioned herself on the couch and tried to make herself comfortable again. The television hummed softly in the background creating white noise to lull her off to sleep.

Sarah gazed around the room and caught sight of an old family picture. A younger version of herself stood next to her father as Irene sat next to them. All three of them huddled together on a snowy winter day. They were all swaddled in thick coats, and bundled up in scarves and hats, flakes falling down upon them, the cool wind whipping through the air causing a red glow upon their cheeks. They smiled at the camera and for a brief moment they seemed like a perfect family.

She snuggled into her pillow and fatigue overcame her yet again…

A young Sarah stared at the clock counting down the minutes until her father came to pick her up from his meeting. Olivia was preoccupied in the kitchen washing dishes, allowing Sarah to sit and ponder for a bit.

Everything was changing and so quickly for her. Robert finally realized he had a problem and started seeking help for his alcoholism. She was able to spend more quality time with her dad and could not wait until tonight. Her father said that he had a very special surprise for her.

Sarah nearly jumped through the door as Robert's car pulled up in front of Olivia's house. She stood on the porch, rocking back and forth on her heels in excitement. Robert came and hugged his daughter and drove her back to their house.

He told Sarah to wash up and put on in her nice floral printed dress; they were having company over for dinner. Sarah was confused because they never had guests but she did as her father told her.

Sarah stood in her bedroom examining her reflection when the doorbell rang. Sarah ran to the top of the stairs and peered down through the railing to inspect the mysterious visitor.

Robert opened the door and let in a strange woman. She was of medium stature, possessed sandy blonde hair that hung to her shoulders and icy blue eyes. This woman was the antithesis to her mother.

Sarah's father suavely took this woman's fingers and gracefully kissed her dainty hand. It was then that it hit Sarah that things were about to change even more dramatically. She smiled to herself as she saw her father's eye light up and the corners of his mouth tilt upwards. It felt like an eternity since she had seen her father this happy. Sarah watched them and instantly knew, "This is my new mother." She whispered to herself.

Sarah grew close to her during the first few months and enjoyed spending time with Irene and her dad. She was thrilled when they announced their engagement. The wedding was spectacular and Irene made sure to include Sarah in every aspect of it. She got to be the flower girl and took her job seriously as she marched down the aisle carefully throwing rose petal on the ground.

Sarah awoke again with a slight smile on her face from the reminiscing dreams. The front door creaked opened and in popped Irene. She handed Sarah a medicine and bag and directed Sarah to head straight up to bed, and that is exactly what she did.