It had been nearly a week since the attack on Karen's house and since Adrien had entered her house by force, and Sarah hadn't a clue as to what she was supposed to do. If the hunter was after her and her family along with Jareth, how could she stay away from danger? It seemed like there was no way out either way she looked at it.
She took in the idea of staying at an Inn somewhere out of town, but knowing Adrien, he probably had some sort of hunting dog that could follow their scent, so she threw the idea away hastily. Then she thought about trying to stay put where she was in hopes that maybe if they lay low he would forget, but that's what they had been doing when they were discovered.
As she rolled over, she looked at the shattered picture frames that were still laying on her wooden floor, a single picture of her original family laying in a heap underneath it. She hadn't cleaned it up all this time and she hadn't a clue as to why.
The broken crystals glistened in the descending sunlight, causing a small smile to curl across her face. It reminded her of Jareth the day he had shown her the truth about him and his family. The crystal ball he had held could do anything that he wanted it to, but there was no telling what those things were.
Another idea came into her head. If Jareth could see the future, wouldn't he know how to defeat Adrien? It was a slight possibility, but the sight-seeing idea could always be wrong because of the idea that people make their own fates, which meant the future is always changing. But Adrien had to have a weakness, and Sarah knew it.
She got off her bed and headed towards Jareth's room, the idea still fresh within her mind. When she entered, he looked up from a book he was reading that he had taken from her bookshelf. A small smile played at his lips when she sat in the chair beside his bed.
"I have an idea," she began, "But there's a chance it may not work." Jareth sat the book down on the bedside table and folded his hands in his lap, ready to listen. "You can use your crystals to see into the future, past or present, correct?" Jareth blinked a few times before nodding. "Wouldn't you be able to look into Adrien's past to find his weakness or something?"
He looked at her for a moment before thinking about it. "I'm afraid it wouldn't be that easy, dear Sarah." He said finally. "You see, Adrien isn't the only one out there who does this for a living, thus, there's no telling if he has a weakness, but seeing he's human," Jareth looked out the window for a moment, "Anything that can cause quite a bit of damage would work against him, say a knife, or a rifle?" Sarah nodded as she recalled the dagger in the drawer.
"What would happen if you two met again?" she wondered softly, not really wanting to hear the answer.
"A great battle would take place." Now that Sarah thought about it, Jareth was actually rather strong. He had magic, while Adrien was simply human; but Adrien knew about the race of the Fae, which gave him an advantage.
But Jareth had Sarah, and Sarah had a horse, which meant she could trample him if she liked. But Adrien had the power of men as well, which meant they could take care of her easily, with or without a horse. Maybe if she could lead the extra men away, Jareth could take care of Adrien; but Sarah wasn't strong enough to take care of his followers. She was, well to put it simply, small compared to Adrien, which also meant that his men were either a tad smaller than him or the same size.
"I don't think it's a good idea for either of us to get involved with him." Jareth said, breaking her train of thought. He was watching her the entire time, which meant she was easy to read. "I don't want to see you get hurt because of something my forefathers started; especially considering the idea that neither of us would be able to win against him."
Sarah blinked up at him for a moment before she decided upon the words she was going to say. "There is a way." Jareth only stared at her, "If I were to take my horse and lead the others away, you could take on Adrien, one on one, and make it fair." Now that they were both thinking about it, Jareth saw a slim chance to finally defeat Adrien and what he stood for.
"Many a day did the mythological world live in fear of the Cresen family, and now, as you and I are about to descend upon this idea, there's a chance we can finally live in peace and freedom." Jareth grinned wryly before his eyes rested upon Sarah again, "Are you sure you wish to do this?" Sarah nodded.
"If it's going to help you be safe and save the remainder of the mythological world, then I'm going to help in any way that I can." Jareth smiled at her.
As he kissed her forehead, he muttered against her hair, "And that's the way it should be."
~*~
Adrien sat at the bar as he had before, inspecting the golden feather in his hand once more. The color seemed to have gotten brighter since the last time he had looked at it, and that only meant on thing. Jareth was getting stronger.
That girl has been healing him. There's no way she knows what he is, but knowing him, he's probably gone and told her to stay away, so I can't try to get close to her. As he was plotting, Wayne came up from behind and sat beside him, ordering himself a beer.
"Any luck?" he asked as he received his drink. Adrien shook his head. "Well, we know where he is, so we can use that for something, can't we?" Adrien only stared into his Vodka as he continued to think about a way around Sarah.
Wayne continued babbling about ideas of how to draw Jareth out to finally be rid of the Goblin King; Collin and the others began laughing in the background, adding to the noise. "It's not like he can kidnap her or anything!" Hal laughed obnoxiously. An idea sparked within Adrien's head at the joke.
"Shut it!" Adrien bellowed throughout the Tavern. Everyone was dead silent as they turned to look at him. "If we're going to bring him out in the open, we need to get Sarah away from him." Everyone began to smile wildly as they all began to laugh devilishly.