I do not own Labyrinth or the Tudors. Alright folks at last, here is the final chapter of our tale. Forgive me for it being so long in coming. I had a conference to go to, then some work with my Autism groups, and now a conference I am going to be going to on Thursday this week. I am hoping to also have the new chapter up for my other story, for any Lestat lovers out there, for my story Forsaken. Anyways, on with our tale!

Chapter Nine (Part One): To Gather Stones Together

Jareth

A mortal can only remain so long here, as you know. And you are not yet out of the woods. I must now finish what I have started. I need the final consent. You must say the words, beloved." I said, now serious, and certain I was wearing my hear on my sleeve. "Then let us finish this." she replied, giving my hand a squeeze, trying to reassure me. "But are you certain of this..." she laughed. "If I had more strength, I would slap you!" she said. "Very well. Catalina, Infanta of Spain, daughter of Isabella of Castille and Ferdinand of Aragon, once Queen of England, will you swear to both love and fear me always?" I asked, near tears, several emotions rushing me at once. I was filled with an ancient power that reached beyond my own. The room was several times brighter than before. "I Catalina, Infanta of Spain, daughter of Queen Isabella of Castille and King Ferdinand of Aragon, once Queen of England, do so swear to love thee, oh Goblin King, above all others, and fear thee as I do God and the Saints, not in where I am afraid, but in awe of you." she answered.

A white fire started to engulf me, spreading through every limb, boiling my very blood, flowing from me to her and out to find her servant. "And will you, Infanta, marry said Goblin King, join the ranks of the immortal fae, forsaking the mortal realms excpet in performing your duty to this realm, and do you accept the burden that will come?" I asked. "So it shall be, that Catalina, once Queen Katherine, sorveign of England, relinquish that title and takes on that of Catalina, the Goblin Queen, and with that title, I accept that burden, and forsake the mortal realm except in the performance of my duty." she finished, and this was followed by an explosion of white flame that sent searing pain through me and blinded me. I felt as though I was burning alive. I could hear the screams of bboth her and Elizabeth. Light now shot from her eyes, finger tips, her feet. It seemed to go on forever yet also so very brief.

When things began to clear, I gathered my wits and gazed upon her. All the years of toil, of sadness and bitterness were gone. All signs of age disappeared, the only telling of that shone from her eyes. And her eyes were now electric, bright as mine. Thought it did not shine as mine did, her skin looked fashioned by the light of the silver moon, like pearl. Her long dark ebony hair now shown like onyx, and she looked like the girl she had once been when she first entered this realm, yet the years of wisdom heightened that beauty, gave her a refinement and a knowledge about her and a gentleness that only can be brought with time. She was a vision of the best of both times. And I couldn't stop staring. "Jareth dear, I know it's a change but..." I snapped out of my thoughts. For a moment I had forgotten Elizabeth! "Welcome home, Catalina of the Fae. I have a gift for you" as if called, in walked Elizabeth, who was now a vision as well!

Pale yet still with a rosy tinge to her she was. Her blonde hair now glinting several different colors when she turned, like a yellow crystal. Her blue eyes were now an icy color, more white than blue. She was a bit taller as well. "My dear sweet Elizabeth! Oh come here child!" she exclaimed exictedly. I quickly got up, letting the younger girl rush into the arms of her mistress. Tears streamed down her face. "You are alive! And so beautiful! My Lady! Oh thank you, thank you God! Mother Mary thank you!" she sobbed. "No more misery, no more pain! It's like heaven, isn't it?" she asked. Catalina' brushed the young girl's hair with her hand. "Not unlike, no. But why don't you go, just now. I am to be married, and I would like some time with my betrothed. It has been a while since we were here last, after all."

Elizabeth looked up, embarrassed. "Oh yes, of course! I have plans for my chambers to see to." she turned to me and got up and brushed the tears from her cheeks. "Do I have permission to decorate as I please? She asked. I laughed. "You can do as your heart commands. But go quickly." I couldn't help but be a little irritated. I should have waited so I could have my beloved to myself. I heard a low, velvet chuckle come from Catalina. "You best go, Jareth is rather un paitent. She said. Elizabeth blushed and ran our with a bounce in her step. "I haven't seen that bounce in a while, I am glad to see it again." she remarked, as the girl left. "I imagine, but there is time to watch for that. After all, forever is now as much yours as it is mine. But still I've waited a long time for this moment." It was then, as I gazed at her, that desire took me. Here she was, the one I longed for all this time.

And she was beautiful, an angel in a white chemise they dressed her in, her hair loose, her velvet voice seducing without trying to. Henry was a damn fool! And she was in my home, alone, with me. I couldn't hold back for much longer. Something predatory awoke in me, and instead of being scared, as I thought she would be, she smiled, her eyes lighting up all the more. I moved towards her again, sitting on the edge of the bed. I turned away from her only breifly, slamming the door shut and locking it with a flick of my wrist. "How long have you been dying to do that again my Lord?" she asked teasingly. Her very closeness and the heat that came from her was driving me nearly out of my mind! I gave her a slow smirk, and felt my gaze rake over her without shame. "You have no idea!" I said. My thoughts turned again against my will to how much I wanted to use that power to save those two good men, and I was lost in a deep sadness that even now I can't shake, after all this time.

"I wish I could have celebrated a mass for them, I would have took their place if I could have..." I stopped her, even the mere thought of that sent chills down me. I put a gloved finger to her lips. "Never say that! I almost lost you! We will honor them here, both of them. They will live on. The Powers look after them, and they shall look after us, and we, to honor them, shall look afer England as best we may, from a far." I said, emotion again getting the best of me. She nodded then smiled. She kissed me far to briefly for my liking. "It is strange for me, to be like this, in this moment, after so long. Almost as though the years between this time and that never were, and I came here just as virginal as when I left." she spoke quietly, for the first time the fear showed, thought it was not much. "And what would you say if I told you that you are? You never belonged to him, Catalina. From the minute you spoke the words that first brought to this place, you became mine.

You were always mine, you never belonged to any other." I couldn't hid the possesiveness, the utter hatred of Henry that came out of me, or my desire which kick back in full gear again to take her, take her for all the times I hadn't been able to. It was difficult to reign myself, to make myself remember it had been a long time for her. I reached for her, pulling her to me then using a right hand to slowly race her face with a fore finger. "Do you know how long of how often I have dreamed of this, Infanta? To be able to touch you, to worship every inch of you, as you should be worshiped?" I asked. I watched a slow blush that rose in her, one that rose more from mirrored desire than embarrassment. One could say that in her own way, her gaze was as predatory as mine! My hand began to rail down her swan's neck, causing her breath to hitch, her heart beat to increase. I was in over my head and I didn't care! "I know it has been long dearest. I swear to you, just this once, I'll be gentle. I would never harm you." I said, my voice husky.

I could hold back no longer. I gently grasped the back of her neck and kissed her. Very gently at fist, pulling back and looking into those beautiful eyes which now filled with tears. I wiped them with a gloved hand. It was she then that pulled me in and both of us became more insistent. I won't go into any more detail. My Queen informs me that as this is a tale that will be read by children, I should not go into any more detail than that, no matter how much I really, REALLY want to! It was a long night of touching, holding, and making love to one another over and over. I was entranced by her and it was difficult keeping my hands to myself, I confess. Finally however, we were both to exhausted to continue, and I began to drift to sleep. Yet I was concerned for she was still awake. I brushed back the hair from her and whispered in her ear from behind. "Sleep precious, tomorrow is long, and we have much to do."

"What will become of my child, Jareth? What will become of my Mary, the pearl of my world? Will she be strong? Will she survive the Whore and that wretched family? Will they break her?" she stared to remble a little. I recalled the Princess, beautiful Mary, the very image of her mother. I knew I would be watching for her keeping an eye on her as best I may. "In time dear one, you will have the Sight, even as I do. I will only tell you so much. Do not fear for her death. She will outlast and outlive the Whore. One day, she will be Queen, it is for her now to decide how history will remember her. She must learn to keep a balance between mercy and serverity, or loose everything, even the love of the people." I answered, guarded. I wanted to change things for Mary, but it was not my place to do that. "You know more than you speak." she replied. "Yes, but will say no more. We can no longer affect that world, Catalina. Mary must make her own choices, as best she may. Our duty lies here. I ahve done my best for the Princess. Now we must live our lives here." I answered.

I skip forward now, much to my Queen's annoyance. After all, weddings are more a female thing. Five years after our wedding and her coranation, Catalina gave birth to the son that Henry could never give her, proving once and for all that it was always him not her. We named him Bishop, for the late Cardinal who was known far longer by that title, and the fact that it sounded better to me than John. Bishop inherited my white blonde hair and her green-blue eyes. Then came Thomas, with dark hair and miss matched eyes like mine when I returned to my true form. Ferdinand then came, his eyes also like mine and his hair dark. Juana, our first daugher came with white blonde hair and my eyes, Elizabeth the same. All of them are beautiful, all have great intelligence, and quick tempers.

Her lady in waiting, Elizabeth, much to her own surprise, fell for one of my brothers, Lord Andeleas, who remained by her side and moved himself to my realm to be close to her. I gave them lands in a highly forrested area, much to Elizabeth's delight, as a gift. They have given us a niece, golden haired Merridan. And now we must come to the darker end of our tale. For we did inedeed watch over Princess Mary. And witnessed her triumph when she became Queen. And Catalina watched in dispare as her daughter turned from gentle lady to a maddened tryrant. So many she burn at the stake! Her behavior towards Elizabeth she did not condone or understand. So what if she was Anne Boelyn's daughter? She wasn't Anne herself! It hurt her to her very core, and there is a sadness in her now that will never leave. A gult in her that she should not feel.

Yet she took Elizabeth under her wing without the fire headed girl ever knowing. She who became one of the greastest rulers of all time. She loved her, and she still smiles when people speak in reverence of the great Gloriana. She says our next daugter shall bear that name. How strange she took so much to the daughter of the one who caused her such pain. Perhaps it is because Elizabeth Turdor reminded her so very much of her self, once. And now we come to the end of our tale. Catalina now knows everything, all about Sarah, and how by chance, we were given a second chance. And for that, I will never hate Sarah Williams. She gave me the greatest gift a person could give, even if she had not meant to. And so here we are at the end of this book to mark the 150th of Catalina the Goblin Queen sharing with me the rule of this place, and I couldn't be more happy.

THE END

This was really fun to write. I love how it ended. I know many won't like me having not put in details about the coronation and the wedding, but this was a long chapter to write, and I wanted to bring things to a close without giving you all a twenty pager. I hope you all have enjoyed this tale as much as I have enjoyed writing it. I have come to adore this couple, as random as they may seem, and hope that perhaps someone will also take them up and spin their own wonderful tale. If that should come to be, be sure I'll be glad to come and comment! Farewell, and don't be shy! There are other tales that are waiting to be enjoyed!