Some how the wrong chapter got uploaded this is the correct chapter.

"I wish the Goblin King were here right now!"

Sarah waited but nothing happened. What if she was too late? Then the wind picked up and a figured stood by the window.

Sarah rushed up towards it thinking it was Jareth but stopped when she noticed that it wasn't. "Who are you?"

The man frowned at her, "I'm the Goblin King."

"No where's Jareth?"

"I hardly doubt that matters anymore to you." he said it with such hatred.

"Will you take me to him? Please. It can't be too late." Sarah grabbed the man's arm. He stiffed at the touch. Sarah noticed his cold blue eyes warm slightly.

"Very well." With a sweeping motion Sarah, Toby and the Goblin King disappeared from Sarah's bedroom.

xxxxx

Sarah appeared in a large room. She was alone. "Toby! Jareth! Jareth!"

A weak voice from the dark corner answered her, "Sarah?"

Sarah rushed over to the dark bed. The covers were black which made the figure under them look more like a ghost.

"Jareth!" Sarah grabbed his hand. It was so cold. "You are alive."

Jareth smiled slightly, "For the time being."

His eyes were heavy. He imaged he looked terrible to Sarah. When he appeared in the Underground, before Colin he had collapsed. Colin had to help him to his bed chambers. They estimated that because there was an extra hour in the Underground that he had another hour left.

"Is it true? You are dying?" Sarah said it in a whisper that Jareth could barely hear it.

"It is," with his free hand he reached up to touch Sarah's face. "Don't look so sad. I've lived a long life. I met you and being with you for the short time was the greatest thing I could ever ask for."

Sarah put her other hand on his lips. "Shh…you shouldn't talk so much. You'll be better…it's just an effect from living in the Aboveground without magic."

"Maybe it's better this way." His eyes closed. He felt Sarah's grip on his hand tighten.

"Don't say things like that!"

Jareth smiled. He could smell Sarah all around him. His eyes were still closed. He was getting tired, "I'm tired Sarah."

"No don't go to sleep stay with me!" Sarah pleaded.

"I'll never leave you."

He started floating. He could feel his sprit leaving. A beautiful woman wearing a moonlight dress was holding her hand out towards him. She was had dark brown hair and green eyes. It looked like Sarah.

"Hello Jareth," said the Sarah figure in an echo voice.

"Am I dead?" he felt better. He didn't feel weak anymore.

Sarah smiled at him and touched his face. Chills went up his spin.

"Not yet."

"Are you Sarah?"

The Sarah figured just smiled at him.

"What is this place?" Nothing seemed to be making sense. He looked around it was white all around.

"A place in between worlds, I'm the part of Sarah that will die when you die."

Jareth grabbed the figure holding it close to him. He kissed her.

The Sarah figured smiled at him, "I love you."

"Come back! Jareth! I love you!" He could hear someone crying far away. He didn't want to leave Sarah. But this person kept calling for him to come back. Sarah's image started to fade.

Then things went black.

xxxxx

Sarah let out a loud cry when Jareth stopped breathing. She yelled at him to come back and tried to save him but nothing worked.

Colin rushed in looked over at the pale figure of Jareth and then to the Sarah sitting on the floor with tears running down her face.

He put his hand on Sarah, "It's over."

xxxxx

Sarah sat on the couch in Jareth's room. She couldn't stop crying. Colin sat there with her trying to calm her down.

"I'll make a room ready for you," he slowly left the room.

Sarah must have fallen asleep before he returned to take her to her room.

She dreamt of Jareth that night, dreamt that he carried her away to a happier place. She was happy when she looked up at him. He gave her a warm smile and gently kissed her on her forehead.

Then morning came. She realized it was just a dream. That Jareth was dead. Sarah felt her face it was still wet from crying. She didn't want to get out of the warm bed that someone laid her in last night.

A goblin knocked on the door and entered the room, "The Goblin King wants you to have breakfast with him."

Sarah sighed. She hoped Colin would let her stay until Jareth's funeral. "Where's Toby?"

"He already had breakfast with the King."

"Oh so he knows about Jareth already." She was fighting her tears but it didn't hide the emptiness she felt.

The goblin slowly nodded.

xxxxx

The Goblin King waited for Sarah to come and joined him for breakfast. He was lounging in one of the chairs at the end of the table with an empty plate. He couldn't figure out to eat today.

He watched as Sarah came into the room. She didn't look up as she slowly made her way to her plate setting. She deeply sighed as she picked up her spoon and started doing figure eights in her oatmeal.

She was pale wearing the black dress that she must have found in the closet in her room.

"You must eat Sarah," he said. She had yet had any of her oatmeal.

"I don't feel like it," she said to her oatmeal.

"I'm feeling generous, inspire of the events. I'll grant you one wish."

Sarah sighed into her oatmeal. She brought the spoon to her mouth eating her oatmeal for the first time. "I wish Jareth would join me for breakfast."

"hmm…and what would he be having?"

Sarah sighed still staring at her bowl, "Bacon," with a slight chuckle, "peaches."

"That's it?"

"No also sunny-side up eggs."

He watched as bacon, peaches and eggs appeared on his plate, "Thanks Sarah, however for future reference I don't like eggs."

Jareth expected Sarah to look at him and may be even give his a passionate kiss but he didn't expect a breakfast roll to be hurled at his face. He looked down at his lap that now had a roll laying in it.

"Well thank you again Sarah. If there is anything you wish me to throw at you from my humble plate, I would be only too happy to oblige." He smirked at where Sarah sat to find that she wasn't in her chair anymore. Without being able to process where she was someone grabbed him by the collar of his poet shirt and forced a kiss from him.

He could feel tears running on to his face. He ran his hand through her smooth hair.

Sarah looked at him finally. There was an evil look in her eyes as well as in the smile on her face, "I didn't think you could throw yourself at me from across the room."

With an evil laughter Jareth replied, "You didn't give me a chance, precious thing."

He grabbed her by the waist and made her be in his chair with him. Needless to say Jareth didn't have his least favorite breakfast food for breakfast.