The sight that greets me when I open my eyes is not one I'm familiar with. Instead of my rosy room, I'm surrounded by white. And outside the window is not the garden, but a long drop, before a city, one that is very unattractive compared to my city. I realize with a shock that I am not in my city anymore. But...where am I?

"Wennie." I jump and turn away from the window. Sarah, the girl from last night, is standing in my doorway. She smiles warmly at me, and I wonder why until I realize something.

"Wennie? Why would you call me such a name? And where am I?" I demand.

"You are Wennie. Ella is just an illusion caused by Lorcan, a powerful Sorcerer." she explains. I scoff at her, and take a step away.

"Who are you really? Did you take me away from home?" I accuse.

"That was not your home Wennie. You live above ground."

"You're lying!" I shout. There's a gentle knock at the door and a man with light blonde hair and mismatched eyes comes in. I recognize him from a portrait Lorcan showed me. This is Jareth, the madman who wants to claim my kingdom. I instantly back up even more, until I'm in the corner of the room, far away from them.

"Still bad with kids I see Sarah." he says under his breath.

"You're one to talk Goblin King. How long did it take for your "generosity" to send her into that city?" she says bitterly. Jareth shoots a glare at her then looks back at me sympathetically.

"Wennie-"

"I'm not this Wennie you claim I am! I am Princess Ella and you have kidnapped me from my kingdom, and I demand to be returned!"

"No, we rescued you from that "kingdom". If you would just allow me to explain-" he takes a step forward.

"NO! Stay away from me!"

"Listen, we can prove it if you let us!" Sarah sounds irritated by how slow this is all going. She steps forward quickly and grabs the necklace from Lorcan I try and snatch it back from her but she's already walking back towards Jareth, and I refuse to go any closer to him. Sarah hands Jareth the necklace and he looks at it in frustration.

"Hard to believe this little thing could cause so much trouble." he states.

"Give that back! It was a gift!"

"Ah yes, from your brother who was forcing you to marry him. Come on Wennie even you knew that was wrong."

"I would have married him. It was my duty and I would have done it. But you kidnapped me!" I repeat again. She rolls her eyes.

"Again with this? Look we didn't kidnap you he did. Jareth break the stupid thing!"

"No!" I start to run forward, but the necklace collides with the floor, cracking it. I gasp, as a surge of pain rattles through my head. Jareth's boot comes down hard on the frail crystal pendent and shatters it. Instantly there's a surge of magic that fills the room with an ungodly howl. I wince, the howl making my headache worse. I feel like a hot branding iron is trying to get at my brain. All of the sudden, images start filling my head. A woman and man holding a child in a photograph. A boy shoving me on a playground. The woman from the photo leaving. The man from the photo getting married. The new woman and the old man holding a new baby. A handsome boy asking me to a danced. Jareth asking me to save his Kingdom. Lorcan tricking me into taking a bite of the faery food. It wasn't my reckless behavior that bit that apple. It was Lorcan. He set this all up. He's not my brother. He's the enemy. The Sorcerer. And he was going to make me marry him! My head burns with all the information rushing in on it. And the room is still bathed in that unnatural glow that filled the pendent.

Finally the magic subsides and leaves through various cracks in the room, trying to escape the presence of Jareth. With an exhausted moan, I slump down against the wall and hold my head in my hands. A gentle hand smooths my hair and I fall against Jareth's chest. I realize he's weeping slightly and I look up at his handsome face, now coated in tears.

"Jareth." I say quietly.

"I'm so sorry Wennie. I put you in so much danger! I'm so sorry." he keeps whispering his apologies over and over until I put my finger to his lips and my head back on his chest.

"I forgive you." I say. I don't really blame him, but I know that he blames himself. A huge sigh leaves him like he's just been given a reprieve from eternal damnation. I look towards the door to see Sarah still standing there smiling. I mouth a 'thank you' to her and she nods. With one final glance at us, she walks out to leave us alone.

"Are you alright" Jareth holds my face in his hands to look me over. My headache is still pretty fierce, but it's subsiding quickly, so I nod.

"Wait, we have to stop Lorcan!" I realize suddenly.

"We just did. That necklace not only held your memories, but his magic. It's not free to roam the Labyrinth once more and Lorcan is weak. His subjects will soon overthrow him when they realize he cannot hold up his promises of freeing them from "my oppressive rule"."

"But, there were hundreds of goblins in that city who wanted you dead! If they rise up against you again-"

"'If' is a strong word Wennie. Please, be still. All that matters right now is that you are safe. Everything else will resolve itself." he promises, tucking my hair behind my ear. I shy into his hand, his skin soft on mine.

"Wait, you're not wearing gloves!" I realize. He laughs and presents his hands to me.

"Don't get used to it. It doesn't happen often." I fall silent. Don't get used to it. Used to what, being in the Underground? Do I have to go back? He notices the sudden change in my demeanor and looks worried.

"Jareth...do I have to leave the Underground?"

"Only if you want to. After all, you have family above ground. Friends who love you, a boy who full heartedly wishes to take you to the prom."

"Edgar really meant it after all?"

"Who could blame him. You are one of a kind Wennie." he says shyly.

"Jareth...I would rather give up a thousand of my dad's home made pumpkin pies than leave you now." he chuckles.

"You once said no man would make you leave your fathers pies."

"But you're not just any man. You're the Goblin King." I say with a smile and kiss him right on the lips.

The End!