Somethings are worth waiting for….
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF JIM HENSONS CHARACTERS OR ANYTHING FROM THE LABYRINTH
Chapter 10.
*WARNING: THIS CHAPTER AND CHAPTER 11 CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND SCENES DEPICTING ASSULT/ATTEMPTED RAPE! *
I drew on personal experience from this chapter in hopes it would make me heal. I hope everyone enjoys although if you have nothing good to say about it then please don't review ❤
This fic is nearly finished. There will be 12 Chapters in total and maybe a sequel. Chapter 11 is nearly finished so you won't have long to wait ?.
This Chapter is dedicated to Scatteredlogic RIP!
Feeling her head rise and fall gently. Sarah's eyes fluttered open. Adjusting to the morning light, she saw that her legs were entwined with someone else's. Eyes travelling upwards, she saw that she was resting on the bare chest of the sleeping Goblin King. Her Goblin King. Sarah smiled at this thought.
"Good morning, my love" She heard him say, startling her slightly and, using the blanket that was covering her modestly, she tightened it around herself more securely. He turned his head at feeling her sudden movement.
"Good morning to you too" she smiled at him as he turned on his side to face her and propped his head up with his arm. His other arm snaked over her stomach and around her waist, pulling her closer to him.
Kissing her on the forehead, he said "I meant everything I said last night"
"Which part?" Sarah said, teasing him.
He looked puzzled for a second then said "All of it. But right now, I meant about you not having to cover yourself. Ever. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and I have been around for a long time" he smirked.
Sarah blushed and released the blanket she had been holding against her slightly.
"That's my girl" Jareth said, smiling. "What are your plans for today? He asked her.
"Well. I have a four-hour shift at Wal-Mart…" Sarah stopped as she saw Jareth's face darken. "What?" she asked.
Sighing, Jareth said "Sarah, you are better than that place. You always have been. You are going to be a Queen. More importantly, my queen. A queen can't work in a shop. Then there is the problem with that letch Markus to consider…"
"How do you know there's a problem?" Sarah interrupts him.
Jareth hesitated for a minute before saying, rather sheepishly "Well, you know when I turned up last night? You didn't technically call me. I heard your thoughts. Since being back in each other's lives, our bond we once had has strengthened, making it so that we are never truly apart from each other. It is an ancient magic and only properly works with those meant to be. Our bond was completed last night. Soon you will notice that you can do it too, as well as magic and slowly turning into what I am, never aging and so on"
Sarah was silent for a second processing all this. After a beat, she said "So, you know there is a problem with Markus because you heard my thoughts? That's a bit intrusive isn't it?"
Jareth chuckled at the part she decided to question him about, disregarding everything else he had just told her and taking it as read.
"Not exactly, my love. You can learn to control what I can and can't hear. I will teach you. But yes, I heard some very colourful phrases directed at Markus yesterday" Jareth smirked at remembering Sarah's potty mouth.
Sarah smiled back as she too remembered what she had thought about Markus.
"Anyway, what are your plans for today, your Majesty?" Sarah said, snuggling in to him. She hears his breath hitch in his throat and gives a satisfied grin that he can't see.
"Well, Sarah mine, I thought I would start the day by fully ravishing my soon-to-be queen…" He started to kiss her neck.
"Hmmmm, go on" Sarah whispered.
"Then, once I have satisfied you, I thought we could…" Jareth stopped abruptly and a second later, Kirsten knocked on Sarah's bedroom door.
"Yo, are you two up yet?" She bellowed. "That dude with the glasses is back again. He wants to speak to Jareth."
Quick as a flash, Jareth was out of Sarah's bed and fully dressed. He was about to open the door when he stopped and looked back at Sarah, who hadn't moved an inch. He waved his hand and, with a nod of his head, seemed happy about something and left Sarah's room.
Sarah felt different and looked down at herself. Jareth had dressed her in a beautiful, deep red silk nightgown, accompanied with a full-length silk dress robe of the same colour. The material felt so good on her skin.
"Wow, Sarah" Kirsten said as she entered the room. "So, you finally did it,Huh? How was it, going with a king?".
"Ssssh, keep your voice down! I'll tell you later." Sarah said, craning her neck to check that Jareth hadn't heard Kirsten. Kirsten was trying very hard not to giggle.
"Alright, but it better be good." She said and with that, flounced out of Sara's room. Leaving her to get out of bed and follow. As she did, she passed a mirror and was surprised to see her beautiful long brown hair had been subtly styled into wavy curls. Jareth's doing no doubt.
In the kitchen…
Westley was sitting at the kitchen table, looking around the girl's apartment. How peculiar, he thought, spotting a Hello Kitty clock on the far-right wall. He jumped up at the arrival of his king and bowed low. He did not look happy.
"What is the meaning of this, Westley?" Jareth asked, trying to remain calm but his eyes told Westley two things: 1, That he was angry and 2, That his king was still in the thralls of a bond completion.
Westley blushed but was secretly happy that they were one step closer to fulfilling the prophecy.
"Sire, I am sorry for disturbing you, but we have been sent word that King Maxian plans to visit today with Lady Clairissa."
Jareth went white. "What?!" he snapped. The silver haze in his eyes from the bond completion stood out more against his pale face.
"I am sorry, I tried to divert him to another time, but he is as stubborn as his daughter when he wants to be" Westley gabbled.
Jareth stopped and thought for a minute. No, this wasn't as bad as he first thought. He'd go back to the Underground and humour the King and be a good host. Then when King Maxian mentions marriage to his daughter, he will simply tell him he is already betrothed. King Maxian will go on his merry way and take his obnoxious daughter with him. Then he and Sarah will marry and live happily ever after, as the saying goes. Problem solved. A smile began to play on Jareth's lips as he thought this.
"Alright, Westley, here's what we are going to do…" Jareth whispered the plan to him.
"Understood?" he asked Westley
"Understood, your Majesty" Westley replied with a grin.
A bustling noise from behind told them that Sarah and Kirsten had entered the kitchen. Jareth and Westley sprang apart and Westley went and sat back down at the table while Jareth stepped through the room and swept Sarah into his arms, spun her around and kissed her fully.
Sarah didn't mind this very public display of his affection, but it looked like Westley did because he blushed and bowed his head. Sarah tried not to think about it and kissed Jareth back with matching enthusiasm.
Breaking the kiss so Sarah could breathe again, Jareth held one of her hands to his chest and said "My love, I regrettably have to return to the castle. I have an unexpected and, quite frankly, an unwelcomed guest arriving that I must tend to. I will not be gone long. Anytime away from you is utter hell for me so I will return as quick as I can…that is, of course, if you want me to?" he wiggled his eyebrows at her.
Sarah heard Kirsten sigh at his romantic words. Both girls were suckers when it came to romance. Sarah hoped she wasn't jealous.
Kirsten tried to distract herself by asking Westley if he would like a cup of tea. Westley ducked his head again, shaking it slightly and remaining silent but turning a furious shade of crimson.
Hmm, Sarah thought, maybe it wasn't me and Jareth kissing that had made him shy and slightly embarrassed. Maybe… Sarah smiled at the thought.
Jareth smiled back at her, having heard her thoughts, and winked. Sarah's smile vanished and was replaced with mock shock before she burst out laughing.
"What?!" Kirsten snapped, sounding peeved.
"Nothing, honest" Sarah said but Kirsten knew that when she said that then the "nothing" definitely meant something. She eyed up her friend as she said goodbye to Jareth and Westley.
"Promise me you won't be too long?" Sarah said, half pouting, using her forefinger to make swirly patterns on his shirt's chest. He closed his eyes and his breath hitched for a second. He knew what she was trying to do, the temptress. He stilled her hand then brought it up to his lips to kiss it.
*I know what you're doing, Sarah*
Sarah heard his voice inside her head. It sounded echoed and soft. She smiled as she realized she had heard his thoughts.
"I promise" Jareth said and, giving Sarah a quick kiss, he and Westley left. Westley kept his head bowed until they had disappeared. A few minutes later, Sarah and Kirsten burst out laughing.
"Okay. Tell. Me. Everything" Kirsten said to Sarah.
Later that day, after Sarah had yet another hellish shift at work with Markus putting her on cleaning duty again and then tipping stuff over so he could purposely stare at her ass as she bent over to pick it up, she had had enough and made a decision.
Knocking on the door to Markus's office, she heard him say "enter". She opened the door and stepped inside. His eyes narrowed as he saw who it was and got up from his seat and went and stood by the front of his desk, leaning against it.
"Shut the door behind you" he barked at her. Sarah did what he said, shaking slightly. He sneered at seeing her shake.
"Um, Mar…Mr. Walken, I'm here to hand in my resignation. Effective immediately. You see, me and Jareth…"
She didn't get to finish her sentence. All she felt was pain, the wind rushing past her as she fell to the floor, her lip bursting with immense pain from the back hander that Markus had just given her then darkness…
End of Chapter 10.