A Lad Insane

Synopsis: Toby has been a resident of the Brownholm Insane Asylum since his eighth birthday, tormented with waking nightmares of a certain Goblin King. Sarah, on one of her visits finds that these "visions" are truly visits from the one that she thought was merely a dream: and the King is using Toby to get to her. But Why?

AN:So I just put up another fanfic-Heart's Dark Cry. It's a Legend fanfic...yeah. Anyway, on to Sarah's decision. Although I think we all kinda know what she's gonna decide, don't we?

Jareth stared steadily into Sarah's green eyes. "And what is your decision, pet?" He asked softly. Sarah looked at Toby, who through the entire story had remained silent.

"I can't let my little brother go. Daddy and his mommy need him, while they already know I'm going to move out. So...I will go with you," She said. Jareth smiled and reached out his hand. "But on one condition."

"What? I reserve the right to refuse it, you know." He replied.

"I will be able to see my family once a year, and send them letters whenever I please. Deal?" Sarah asked warily. Jareth stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Two letters a month. Its very difficult to transport non-living objects from the Underground to Above."

"Right. That's fine, I guess. So..." Sarah stood busily, taking Jareth's empty cup from him and rinsing it out. "I guess that's that then. When should we go?" She bit back tears as she realized that this was it: she was really leaving.

"Ten minutes. I'll give you and your brother some time alone." The Goblin King vanished in a puff of glitter, leaving Toby and Sarah silently staring at each other. Toby stood slowly and put his arms around her, and was dismayed to realize that tears were soaking his sister's shirt. His tears. He sniffed.

"I hate him. I hate him so much, Sarah." Sarah laughed quietly.

"I felt that way too, Toby. He's just kind of...gruff." She thought for a moment. "No, very gruff. And arrogant. And insensitive. But I think he means well." Suddenly, the tears overflowed. "I'll miss you so much, Toby. Like...you have no idea how much, buddy." The siblings clung together for what seemed like ages.

"I'll make him let you go, I swear it," Toby vowed when they broke apart. Sarah shook her head.

"Don't you DARE do anything stupid, you hear me? You be stupid and I'll...I'll...!" She hugged him fiercely again.

"Are you ready yet, dear?" Jareth asked lazily. Toby and Sarah jumped at his sudden entrance.

"Do I need to bring anything?" Sarah asked, wiping away all evidence of tears.

"Just your own lovely self, Sarah," Jareth said and extended one gloved hand. "We'll be off then, mmm?" Sarah reluctantly took his hand and allowed herself to be pulled into his warm embrace. "Farewell, Toby. I daresay I'll see you again." The world spun and dove in glittering whorls as the pair were transported to the Underground. Sarah fell to her knees, skinning them on rough stone. Jareth reached a hand down and helped her up.

"Where are we?" She asked breathlessly, dizzy from the hectic travel.

"Home," Jareth replied simply, and tucked her hand into the crook of his arm. They walked down a long stone corridor, interspersed with huge wooden doors and small windows, flaming torches lighting their way through the dark passage. Sareh paused and peered out into the dark. Beyond a small village and a low gate lay a junkyard. And beyond that junkyard stretched a structure that she had run through her dreams for past years. The Labyrinth.

"My God," Sarah breathed. Jareth smiled indulgently.

"Just as you remember it?" He asked sweetly. Sarah's knees felt weak and she collapsed to the floor. Memories washed over her: the Bog, Hoggle, Sir Didymus, Ludo, the forest, the entrance...The Labyrinth. She gasped for breath, clutching at her chest as her heart struggled to beat its way out.

"I don't...I don't believe it!" She gasped. "It was real! you were real! How did I ever think it was a dream?" She stared up into Jareth's two-toned eyes and felt shameful tears once more pouring down her face. "I'm back!"

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Toby sat and stared at the kitchen wall, his hand on Sarah's chair. The mac n' cheese was still warm in the pot on the stove, but he couldn't even bear to think of eating anymore. Sarah was gone. Oh, sure, she'd come back once a year, and write twice a month. But that wasn't the same thing. His fists clenched.

She was also with HIM. HE was the one that had taken away his time with his parents, HE was the one who ha made even Toby believe himself to be crazy. It was all that damned fae's fault.

"I will get you back, Sarah," Toby said determinedly. "And I'll DESTROY you, Goblin King!"

AN: Oooh, what's Toby gonna do now? Wait for the next chapter, and you'll know!