I'm so sorry for letting you all wait for this chapter. School had gotten in the way. I hope I haven't lost any of my readers. This chapter is part one of two. This chapter is exactly 2000 words long which is what I had intended it to be.

I have planned out how the story will go on from now, the hard part is actually writing it. Also, I have recently started a short story called A Gallery of Reality, if you haven't already, check it out.

Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth. I do own the plot and original characters.

The Connection

Chapter Ten – Breathless (Part One)

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It was the longest day Sarah had ever experienced. There was a lot of waiting around before she and Jareth could leave the castle. The goblins were creating chaos. And by the look of it − it nearly made Jareth want to dunk himself in the bog.

As she sat in the carriage, with the Goblin King lounging on the other side, and who was looking bored as hell, she stared out of the window looking her surroundings. Why did they have to travel by carriage? Jareth said to her it would be an experience to see how the Underground looked. She suddenly felt her eye lids dropping and right before she knew it, she was asleep.

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Sarah felt something soft under her head. She turned her head, and almost screamed when she felt leather material rub against her cheek. She squeezed her eyes shut.

Oh God, oh God,she repeated in her head. How was she going to get herself out of this?

Just breathe, and get up slowly, she mentally told herself.

She pulled herself up very slowly and scooted to the free space of the carriage seat. She covered her face with her hands. How could she be so stupid falling asleep in the lap of the Goblin King?!

She pushed herself against the carriage wall so close that is was hurting her side; her pain didn't matter at the moment as she was so mortified of what she had woken up against.

Sarah decided she was not going to think about, and looked out the window.

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Unbeknownst to Sarah, Jareth had been awake for awhile before she awoke. He had purposely moved positions so when Sarah fell into a deep sleep she would slowly fall into his lap. And when her head fell, his whole body shook.

Jareth hadn't slept so well in years. Sarah had a great effect on him; having her against his body was like he was on cloud nine. He suddenly wished that she was not prophesied, but it didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun with her.

He didn't know how long he'd stayed awake for, but time must've passed quickly as of right now Sarah was already starting to wake.

Jareth quickly shut his eyes, and tried even his breathe as he felt her move her head. Oh shit, he swallowed hard. Her touch sent him crazy, but he had to act calm.

Moments had passed, and she was free from his lap. It seemed that she moved too quickly, probably terrified of waking up in the lap of the Goblin King.

Now, the question is how to wake up and pretend that nothing happened?

He tossed around the idea of just moving every so moments then waking up, but then he thought he might have a little fun with the current situation.

He sighed loudly, and then turned over with his face pointing in Sarah's direction. He inwardly smirked. Next stage of fun is to be played out.

He again sighed loudly, only this time it was more of a moan. The inside of his body was shaking with laughter.

Jareth rolled over once again. He decided to surprise and scare Sarah. So he did…

"Saraaaah," he moaned. He heard her gasped and he did it again. "Oh, Saraaaah."

"You stupid, disgusting pig!" came the screech from Sarah, who now was on the other side of the carriage with her arms crossed and was fuming.

He was laughing non-stop as he sat up. It took time to calm down, but he was still chucking as Sarah was yelling at him.

"It's not funny!" she shouted angrily. "God, Jareth, you are really disgusting."

At the mention of his name coming from her lips, he stopped laughing. His face went stone; he was intently staring at her, and his mouth was ajar.

"What?" Sarah asked.

It took Jareth a few minutes to register what had actually happened.

"You…" he paused. "You said my name," he eventually said.

Confusion was written over Sarah's face. "Yeah. So… it is your name."

"You've never called me by my name before, you know," he replied as he stood up.

Sarah went silent. She dropped her head a fraction as if she was thinking.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped abruptly. Jareth looked out of the window and saw they were outside the gates of the Elvin Kingdom.

The door of the carriage opened and a goblin appeared.

"Sire, we have arrived," the goblin told the king. "I've already transported your possessions to your rooms, and you will be traversed to the front castle doors by a carriage that has been provided by the king."

"Oh, yes. Thank-you, Dert," replied Jareth, slightly dazed. Dert disappeared, and Jareth moved towards the door of the carriage, then turned to Sarah and motioned with his hand to go before he did.

As she moved passed him, he closed his eyes and silently prayed for the night to go by quickly.

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Jacqueline moved slightly, once again. She couldn't seem to get comfortable. Her unborn son kept kicking and moving inside the womb. What could be his problem?

She sighed, and returned to her novel. Sarah had recently requested some 'wonderful' books that would interest Jacqueline. And of course, she was right. Jacquie's head was buried in books for the passed week and a half. She could not put them down. So far her favourite was Pride and Prejudice. She liked how the story flowed together and the romance between Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy.

Sarah also recommended her to read Shakespeare's work, saying it was the best thing that could ever happen to the world of literature.

"Hey, Jacquie," a voice came from behind. Jacqueline turned around to see her husband walking towards her. "How are you feeling?"

She just shrugged. "I'm ok. He keeps on moving around. I think he might be ready in a day or two," she replied, and returned to her book.

"I just got word from Jareth that he and Sarah have safely arrived at the castle," Gavan said.

Jacquie nodded slowly as she moved her book closer to her face, she heard Gavan chuckle as he walked away.

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The castle was absolutely gorgeous. Sarah had never seen anything like it before. The very point of the castle was very high up and sparkled from the sun. As the carriage was getting closer she noticed that the castle was a very nice light green with a tinge of blue.

It was a very quiet and tense ride up to the castle. The very immature Goblin King played a disgusting trick on Sarah causing tension between them.

They arrived at the castle's front stairs. Jareth got up and opened the doors, held the open for Sarah, she met his eyes as she stood and walked out of the carriage, then Jareth closed the door and stepped out.

"So beautiful," she whispered, looking up at the castle.

"You think? It's alright. I've seen better," Jareth said, walking up the stairs.

Sarah glared at him. "It's better than your excuse for a castle," she mumbled as she followed him.

Two minutes of walking around and Sarah was sure she was lost. She did not talk to Jareth but he seemed to know his way around. Finally they came to a set of double doors.

"Stand back," warned Jareth. She moved a few paces back as the double doors opened by themselves. Behind the doors was a beautiful room. It looked like a very expensive hotel room.

Jareth strode in the room, and spread out his arms. "This is our room for the night. Your door is to your left, while mine is on your right."

Relieved that there were two rooms, Sarah picked up her bags that were placed in the middle of the room and headed to her room. It was as beautiful as the seating area. She went over to the window and stroked the curtains that were soft, red velvet.

"Sarah, we do not have time to dawdle. Come on," Jareth said, impatiently, waiting and the door.

She followed Jareth out of the room, almost running to keep up. "Uh… where are we going?"

"We're going to get a late lunch," he said.

Moments later they arrived in a kitchen with mountains of food laid before them, everything from fruit to mouth-watering steak that were in front of them.

"Wow! You call this a late lunch?" Sarah said and laughed.

"Dig in. Although do be quick, the wedding starts at three-thirty. We're already late as it is," Jareth said as he found a plate for him and Sarah.

They spent about twenty minutes eating lunch, and then they set off back to their room to get ready. Sarah didn't know how or when, but once they arrived at their room, there were maids waiting in her room. Jareth told her that the maids would help her with hair and make-up, and her dress.

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As Jareth got ready, he wondered what Sarah's dress would look like. She and Jacqueline were very secretive about it and would not let anyone see it. Sarah would look pale in her dress as she hadn't been out of the castle for days.

Jareth walked to the mirror and adjusted his jacket. He went a little overboard in details as there were blue sequences covering the top half of his jacket. He was dressed like had done in the past, like that time in the ball… his thoughts were cut-off when he heard the door creak. He looked in the mirror and saw Sarah standing there looking…

He turned around slowly, mouth suddenly dry. There were honestly no words to describe how she looked. She was wearing a strapless maroon gown. Its bust was embedded with white sequences. Sarah's hair was up in a lose bun, and locks of hair were scaled around her face. Her lips were a dark red, making them so Jareth was tempted to kiss them.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked.

He blinked. "No… no. You just look..." he drifted off. He felt so breathless.

Sarah blushed, and awkwardly brushed her gown.

Moments passed in silence before Jareth cleared his throat. "I suggest we proceed to the wedding now. Are you all ready?"

"Yes."

Jareth walked over to her and held out his arm, she took it and they both walked out of the room and down the corridor.

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It was an early night for Gavan and Jacqueline. After Gavan had tucked in Paige for bed, he retreated to his room and found Jacqueline reading.

"What are you reading now?" he asked her as he settled in the bed with Jacqueline.

"One of Shakespeare's works. It's in a very old English language, and very hard to understand," she replied. "Sarah did explain it to me before she left, but I still find it hard to follow."

Gavan rolled over on his side to face his wife. "What's it about?"

"A young man and woman named Romeo and Juliet. They're in love but their families hate each other," she said as she bookmarked the page and set it on the nightstand beside her. "I'm tired."

"I know," Gavan said, stroking her hair. "I have the perfect name for our boy. You want to know?"

Jacquie nodded. He leaned over and whispered the name in her ear.

"That's brilliant! Where did you find that name?" she asked.

Gavan smiled. "A baby book. It was straight in front of me, and I didn't even consider it before now."

Jacqueline laid a hand on his chest, and begun making circles with her fingers. What seemed like hours, Gavan had fallen into darkness.

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Something was hitting him. He didn't know what it was, so he opened his eyes and saw Jacqueline's face right next to his. She seemed to be in agony.

"Gavan… my water just broke."

Shit.