Though We're Strangers Till Now…:
Sequel to The Way Forward Is Sometimes The Way Back
Author's Note: So after a nice long vacation, I've had a chance to mull over my own ideas and form my own little think tank of ideas of where I'm going to be taking the story, and I think that you guys are going to really love this new chapter… Half to most of you will probably figure it out before I say it outright…
Oh, 10 points and congratulations to lounging-pixie for answering my quiz question:
Q: "10 extra credit points if someone can figure out where the quote "If your slate is clean, then you can throw stones…" came from.
1 hint: musical"
A: Jesus Christ Superstar
Oh, and I'm going to put the M-rated material disclaimer up… -grins mischievously-
Disclaimer: I do not, in any way, shape, or form own Labyrinth, its characters, its scenes, or quotes. They all belong to the geniuses Jim Henson, George Lucas, David Bowie, Brian Froud, Dennis Lee, Terry Jones, & Trevor Jones. I only own this fanfic storyline, the fanfic it is based off of, and the characters I made up (if I make up any).
Chapter Eleven: So Much Trouble Over Such a Little Thing…
A few months had gone by and Sarah couldn't believe how well things were going. There was obviously this kind of head butting between Jareth and Rory, but Sarah knew it was just a clash of their personalities. After all, she and Jareth had been the very same way until they learned to compromise… And that was only after they agreed not to be at each other's throats; Sarah was pleased to know that Jareth and Rory had done the same.
Then as more time went by, it became increasingly obvious there was much work for Jareth to do out in the Labyrinth; which left Rory and Sarah alone together most of the time. Rory loved having a female figure in her life again, and slowly the defensive rebellious wall started to crumble and Rory was continually cheery and took pleasure in living again.
But suddenly, Rory started seeing changes in Sarah. When they went on picnics and sat in the garden, the amount of food they brought started to get greater and greater and so did Sarah's portions.
"Sarah?" Rory asked, trying to sound nonchalant in an attempt to bring up the topic gently.
"Mmhmm??" Sarah said, while chewing a whole cupcake she had managed to fit into her mouth.
"Um… well, you seem really hungry lately… like, for a while, you've been more hungry than usual…" Rory said.
Sarah murmured, and took a gulp of her juice and said, "Oh, I know… crazy isn't it? I mean, I'd probably better watch how much I eat or I may change into an elephant, right?"
"Well, I probably would've tried to state that in a nicer way so I wouldn't hurt your feelings, but yeah…. That's basically the gist of what I would've said…" Rory said bluntly.
Sarah laughed and added, "Don't worry, Rory… It always seems like I go through these periods of nonstop eating… It's usually brought on by stress… Like when I first got to Julliard, my roommate kept complaining that she wished that 'she had my figure when I ate like I did'…"
"But, what kind of stress could you possibly be going through right now that would make you want to engorge at this enormity?" Rory inquired.
"Hmm?" Sarah mumbled, probing through the fruit basket and then finally selecting a rather large apple, took a bite and said, "Oh, I don't know… maybe I just miss Jareth…"
"But…. you totally see him, like, every night… He has dinner with us, he's with you after dinner, and then he leaves in the morning to go to the Labyrinth…" Rory said plainly, trying to reason through Sarah's appetite.
"No, no, not every night… He tries to be home every night, and even if he's home for dinner, he hasn't always been able to stay with me for long if he has to go tend to something else in the Labyrinth…"
"Well… whatever… Just keep in mind the whole elephant comment, Sarah…" Rory said, reaching for a raspberry.
All Sarah did in response was chew thoughtfully on her apple as she lifted an eyebrow to Rory, and Rory defended herself, "What?! You said it, not me…"
Sarah just took a glob of frosting from a cupcake with her index finger and wiped it on Rory's nose, to which Rory took a glob with two fingers and smeared on Sarah's cheek. The whole frosting duel eventually turned into a full on food fight until Sagira came outside with the most shocked look on her face.
"Well… I'm not even really sure I want to know what possessed you two to start a food fight…" Sagira said with her hands on her hips, in a mocking parental voice. All Sarah and Rory did was look at each other, then both picked up handfuls of food and begin lobbing them at Sagira.
"AAHHH!!!" Sagira cried as she held her hands up defensively to her face as she became covered with food just as Sarah and Rory were. Soon all three were consumed in a spirited food fight.
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Two or three weeks went by, and soon Sarah began showing evidence of her previous food consumption.
"What did I tell you? Hmmm? But did you listen to me?" Rory said at dinner, with self-satisfaction in being right and criticism.
"Spare me, okay? It's bad enough I can't fit into half of my favorite clothes and I have to get most of them mended…" Sarah pouted as she pushed her downsized portions around her plate, her chin on her hand.
"You know, I think we should we should have Dr. Gryphön visit you, Sarah…" Jareth said, drinking from his goblet.
"What? Why? I'm not sick!" Sarah said incredulously.
"Well, I know that changes in diet can lead to many things…" Jareth said.
"Yeah, I dunno if you might get diabetes or something like that… you did scarf down a lot of cupcakes, Sarah…" Rory added to Jareth's argument.
Sarah just grumbled as she continued to push her food around her plate, at a much faster, angrier rate. Jareth reached across the table and took Sarah's hand, waiting for her to look him in the eyes.
"Sarah, just do it for me… please? You can just see Gryphön tomorrow after you and Rory have had sometime by yourselves… but I'd like for you two to at least have seen him by lunch…"
Sarah just sighed as she gazed at the concern in Jareth's eyes, masked by his light-hearted tone.
"Alright, alright alright… Just a checkup, just to prove to you guys that I'm alright…" Sarah said.
"Thank you…" Jareth said with a grin, kissing her hand.
"I swear… So much trouble over such a little thing… I've just got to watch my diet and exercise more…" Sarah said assuredly.
"I would like a doctor's professional opinion though… We can't trust your diagnosis of your own symptoms, you know…" Jareth said giving Sarah a knowing look.
"Who are you, my mother?" Sarah said sarcastically.
Jareth just laughed as Rory said, "If he is, your mom's got one wicked 'do, Sarah!" Then Sarah couldn't even contain their laughter, and soon all three were laughing.
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The next morning, Rory panted heavily as she power-walked quickly, trying to keep up with Sarah.
"Tell me… again… why…. you're… exercising… before… a doctor's… appointment???" Rory said huffing and puffing.
Sarah expertly regulated her breathing as she handed a flask filled with water to Rory. "Because, I'm as healthy as a horse… and I want to make sure that Gryphön is able to convince you and Jareth of that…" Sarah said.
"Right, but usually shortness of breath and sweating leads a doctor to the worst…" Rory said, beginning to mimic Sarah's rhythmic breathing technique.
"Well then, we've got to be sure that we make it clear to him that you've had all your shots and you're healthy, now won't we??" Sarah said with an impish grin at Rory.
"Oh, right… me… well that's very funn—" Rory said, but then suddenly stopped as Sarah began to stagger and clutched a wall to the castle for support. "Sarah! Sarah, are you okay…"
"Wha… oh, yes… yes, I'll be f—" Sarah started but then suddenly began to fall as she tried to continue walking.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa… just sit down here…" Rory said, holding Sarah for support, sitting her with her back against the wall, "…just breath in slowly through your nose and out slowly through your mouth… now take some of this…" She instructed, handing the flask to Sarah.
Sarah took the flask and took a long drink.
"Better?" Rory said, with a hopeful face.
"I guess… I'm just kinda light-headed…" Sarah said, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Well… hold on a second, I'll get Sagira, and we'll help you to your room and we'll get Doctor Gryphön…" Rory said, hopping up.
Rory called for Sagira and the two helped Sarah back inside the castle and helped her settle into her bed, and called for Gryphön.
A few hours later, Rory and Sagira waited outside Sarah's bedroom as Gryphön examined Sarah and ran various tests. Sagira eventually left to finish chores but made Rory swear she would come find her the second she learned anything.
A few more hours later, Rory began to wonder if she should come back later, until Dr. Gryphön opened the door.
"Rory… I've finished my examination and tests and Sarah would like you to be in here…" he said.
Rory stood up and walked past him into Sarah and Jareth's bedroom. She took in the gorgeous décor and, knowing that Jareth could not have possibly designed it by himself, admired the nice woman's touch. Sarah sat propped up in the middle of a big canopy bed, covered in soft ivory and cream colored sheets. Sarah smiled at her, although Rory noticed the exhaustion in Sarah's eyes.
"Come on… come sit with me, Rory…" Sarah said, patting a space next to her. Rory walked over and sat down, and propped herself up next to Sarah and the two held each other's hands and looked to Gryphön.
"Well… after first running some various tests, you will be pleased to know that you are not afflicted by any disease or ailment as a result from your weight gain…" he began.
Sarah sighed, "Oh, well that's good to know…"
"Yes… but I would like to clarify my prognosis of your weight gain…" he continued.
"Should I cut down on portions? And exercise more?" Sarah said.
"No, quite the opposite… your portions should not be as large as they were before, but considerably larger than they are now, and you should not over exert yourself in your condition…"
"Huh??" Sarah said, utterly and completely lost.
"Wait, you said that Sarah's not 'afflicted by disease'… so what 'condition' is talking about??" Rory reasoned.
Gryphön paused with a twinkle in his eye as he said, "I've very pleased to tell you that you are gestational, Sarah…"
"Huh??" both Rory and Sarah said in unison.
Gryphön smiled as he elaborated, "You're enceinte… you're expecting… you're with child…"
Both of them gaped at Gryphön until Sarah finally stammered, "I'm… I'm I'm I'm… I'm pregnant?!?"
"Mmhmmm, a few weeks I'd say…" Gryphön said, packing up his things, "…in a matter of weeks you'll be halfway through your first trimester…"
"Oh my gosh… oh my gosh… oh my gosh! Sarah! You're having a baby! How could we not realize this before??" Rory exclaimed throwing her arms around Sarah.
"I'm having a baby…" Sarah repeated with a dazed expression and voice.
"Now, I'll be stopping by to check you halfway through each trimester and at the end of each trimester… I expect you to gain a little more weight… too little weight is sometimes almost as dangerous as too much weight… that, and don't overexert yourself, like that marathon you must have done this morning…" Gryphön said, walking towards the door, "…and be sure she has plenty of fluids…" he said to Rory.
"Oh, I will… thank you, Gryphön…" Rory said excitedly.
"Congratulations once again… and tell Jareth of my congratulations as well…" he said, closing the door behind him.
"Oh Jareth! Jareth is going to be so excited, Sarah!" Rory said gleefully.
"Oh, how am I going to tell him…?" Sarah said, still in a daze.
Rory paused and studied Sarah's expression than said, "You're not happy??"
"What?" Sarah looked at Rory, then let out a laugh and said, "No… no no no, I am happy! I'm just… I can't believe it! After all this time… I'm pregnant! I… just… I'm…" Sarah stammered, tears gathering in her eyes.
"You're going to be a mother…" Rory said, holding Sarah's face and smiling, tears forming at seeing Sarah's happy tears.
Sarah just smiled and laughed, "I know… Oh… and you're going to be a cousin!"
Rory beamed widely and said excitedly, "I know! I've always wanted cousins!"
Sarah couldn't stop smiling and wrapped her arms around Rory. The two hugged and cried until finally Rory said, "How are you going to tell Jareth??"
Sarah's face lit up and said, "I'll tell him at dinner tonight!"
"Oooh! And you've got to do a romantic dinner… I'll let you two eat alone… I'll eat with Sagira and the others and you can tell him over a lavish, candlelit dinner…" Rory said eagerly.
"Oh, that sounds absolutely perfect, Rory!" Sarah murmured.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of anything… I'll go tell Sagira and we'll take care of everything, don't worry… All you have to do is wait for us to come help you into your most gorgeous, elegant dress…"
"But what outfit will I look gorgeous and elegant in with my weight gain?" Sarah complained.
Rory ran to Sarah's closet and began sifting through her clothes until she stopped, a huge smile on her face.
"Sarah, you've got nothing to worry about…" Rory said, happily.
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Hours later, Sagira and Rory had worked relentlessly to prepare the most amazing, romantic and candlelit dinner for Sarah to tell Jareth the good news. Sagira's reaction had been much like Sarah and Rory's, and only changed when she began squealing and shrieking happily. The hurried back to Sarah's bedroom and found her struggling to fasten her dress.
"I swear… this 'growing larger' thing is not going to be easy…" Sarah said, attempting to adjust her dress. Rory and Sagira just laughed as they began to help her put on the dress and, as Rory had called it, "glam-ify" Sarah. When both were satisfy, Rory said triumphantly, "When Jareth sees you, he's not going to know what hit him…"
"Yes, and when you tell him the good news, he's going to feel like he's a bulls-eye…" Sagira said. The three laughed and hurried out to the dining room.
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Jareth sighed as he appeared outside his and Sarah's bedroom, rather dirty from dealing with the goblins the majority of the day. He knocked, and called, "Sarah… It's me…" He waited, expecting to hear her respond, and was confused to hear nothing. Sarah usually waits for me to meet Rory for dinner together… Jareth thought, but then opening the door and realizing no one was there, shrugged it off, she and Rory must be already waiting for me… Sorry girls, you two are going to have to wait… you probably wouldn't want to dine with me smelling like the Bog… He chuckled as he went and showered as quickly as he could. He magically dried his large mane and selected his favorite poet shirt and pants, and slipped on a vest. His magically cleaned boots slid onto his feet and he walked to the dining room.
He reached for the handle of the dining room door, but paused. He heard giggling, and could've sworn Rory and Sagira disappear around the corner. He shook his head, thinking, Wow… I guess I'm more worn out than I thought… He opened the door, and frowned as he found the room dimly lit.
"What… what is going—" Jareth began, until he saw in the glow of the fireplace, leaning against the wall was Sarah. Jareth drank in her image, feelings stirring at seeing his wife in her position. Sarah was leaning against the wall just past the fireplace, and the light danced along her figure. She looked exquisitely curvy, wearing a green ensemble of silk in different shades layering and crossing over the previous, draping gracefully on her figure. The green only served to highlight and intensify her bright green eyes, which seemed to glow in the firelight.
"Well… hello…" Jareth said, with a devilish grin.
The corners of Sarah's mouth slowly climbed into a captivating smile as she crooned, " 'Hello' yourself…"
Jareth sauntered over to her and with his hand comfortably placed in the curve of her hip, gently pulled her towards him and kissed her. Sarah almost lost herself, but reminded herself of her plan to play with Jareth a little before telling him. Gently, with her hand on his chest, Sarah pushed away from Jareth and gazed into her eyes. Jareth gazed back into her eyes, enticed by seeing a hidden agenda… what agenda that was hidden was another story.
"So… what's going on…?" he asked.
"We're having dinner by ourselves… Rory's eating with Sagira…" Sarah said, her tone still crooning in a seductive, enticing blend.
"Hmm… interesting… I like the privacy already…" he said grinning, kissing Sarah again, but was disappointed when she pulled away again.
"Oh, don't worry… we're just getting started…" Sarah said, with a gentle grip on Jareth's shirt, leading him to the table. Jareth smirked as Sarah continued to command him in such a tantalizing way.
The table was gorgeously set for two with delicious dishes for a couple to share and Sarah took the opportunity to feed Jareth the majority of dinner. Jareth was pleasantly surprised and enjoyed the unanticipated indulgence. He especially enjoyed the fresh peaches that he and Sarah fed each other.
"So…" Jareth said, chewing and swallowing a piece of peach, "…what brought about this special treatment?"
"Well…" Sarah began, feeding Jareth another piece, "…I saw Gryphön today…"
"Mmhmm?" Jareth murmured as he chewed on the peach, then swallowed, "…and?"
"Well… the good news is… I'm… not sick…from the weight gain that is…" Sarah said, unintentionally dragging it out longer than she wanted to.
"Uh huh, that's great… is that all?" Jareth said, taking an particularly large piece of peach.
"Well… um…" Sarah said, taking a deep breath, then turning to look into Jareth's eyes, "…Jareth?"
"Mmhmm?" Jareth murmured, trying his best to chew the peach.
"…I'm pregnant…" Sarah blurted out.
Jareth suddenly began coughing and gagging and beating his fist with his chest.
"Jareth? Jareth!" Sarah said, clapping him on the back, not expecting choking as his response.
Jareth finally dislodged the peach from his throat and breathed deeply, gathering air into his lungs again.
"You're…. You're pregnant!?" he said, in between gasps.
"Yes…" Sarah said, tenderly gazing at Jareth.
"You're… I mean…" Jareth stammered, "… Oh my… Sarah! You're having a baby! We're having a baby! We're going to have a child!" He exclaimed suddenly getting up and spinning Sarah around.
"I know I know! I couldn't believe it either!" Sarah laughed happily. Jareth suddenly put Sarah down and began pacing.
"Now we're going to have to get a crib, and we'll have to get bottles, and formula…" then not really talking to Sarah, "…or do you want to breast feed? But we'll probably need a rocking chair… and toys, and diapers…. We need to get—" Jareth continued as he began to walk to the door.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa, hold it right there you…" Sarah said, rushing in front of Jareth blocking his exit, "…we've got plenty of time for that, Jareth… I'm not even halfway through my first trimester yet…"
Jareth stopped, realizing how driven he'd suddenly become and said reasonably, "You're right… We've got plenty of time…" he smiled a toothy grin as he added, "…until the baby comes…"
Sarah giggled as Jareth pulled her to him and he kissed her, his love pouring out as his tongue slowly invaded her mouth and danced with her tongue. His mouth left hers as he trailed kisses down her neck, breathing in her hair.
"I'm so proud of you…" he murmured into her hair as he kissed the nape of her neck.
Sarah giggled as she ran her fingers through his wild mane, "Well… I had a little bit of help…"
Jareth's gaze rose up to Sarah's and with a mischievous smile, he slid his hands down her sides slowly creeping further back and pulling her to him, "Oh, yes… I think I'm starting to remember…"
Sarah gasped, feeling his hardness against her, begging to be taken care of. Seeing the desire that they'd both felt throughout dinner reflecting in his eyes, Sarah pulled away, and walked around Jareth, letting her hand trail along his chest and back and down his arm to take his hand.
"Well… allow me to…" she placed her lips to his ear and whispered, "…arouse your memory…" and began to lead him from the dining room.
"Oh, what you do to me…" Jareth groaned as Sarah led him to their bedroom.
When they were safely inside their bedroom, Jareth turned to grab Sarah and kiss her, but the tips of her fingers were at his lips.
"Now…" Sarah murmured, "…as the one that is carrying another life, and will have to go through 9 months of swollen ankles, mood swings, cravings, and being kicked by said 'another life' internally…. I am in charge…" she said commandingly.
Jareth gazed at her, amazed and aroused by her forcefulness, and replied with a growling voice, "…Fair enough…"
Sarah half-smiled as she let her fingertips trace Jareth's thin lips, then trail his jaw to his neck and across his chest, and she slowly slid his vest off. Running her hands across his chest, she was unsatisfied and soon took his shirt off as well. Jareth's hands had tried to find their way around to the back of Sarah's dress until she moved his hands away and said softly but commandingly, "No… You'll do whatever I tell you to… and you will not move unless I direct you to…"
"Hmm… feeling quite bossy tonight, aren't we?" he said with an impish grin. Sarah just moved until her lips were a hair's width away from his and she slid her hands along his pants, near his groin boldly.
"You better believe it…" she said erotically.
Jareth sucked in a breath, using all he had within him not to touch Sarah back.
"You tease…" he said.
Sarah just chuckled as she continued to feel his bare chest. She kissed the edge of his mouth, then trailed kisses along his jaw until she stopped and kissed the hollow of his throat. Jareth continued to built up his wall of resistance from touching Sarah, but it was growing harder and harder as Sarah slowly undid his pants.
Sarah temptingly trailed her fingers along his hardened manhood, "Hmm… you need me don't you?"
"Yes…" Jareth said clenching his fists.
"You… want me, don't you?" she continued, holding his hips and guiding him towards the bed.
"Desperately…" Jareth responded, closing his eyes, trying to gain control over his desires and body.
"Good…" Sarah crooned as she pushed him gently back onto their bed. Jareth felt the pillows propped up against the headboard as he laid down against them, leaving him in a reclining position. Sarah continued to undo his pants and slipped off his pants after slipping off his boots.
"There… we wouldn't want you to have a bad view…" Sarah said knowingly.
Jareth looked at Sarah curiously, and watched as Sarah turned and said, "Jareth… I need you to unlace the back of my dress now… nothing less, and nothing more… But I'd prefer you do it slowly…"
Jareth held his breath as he slowly began to untie the back of her dress, unlacing and feeding all the strips of fabric, revealing soft, supple skin. After he finished, he couldn't help but let a hand trail down her back. Sarah grinned to herself as she said, "Are you finished…?"
"Yes…" Jareth's voice was low, almost cracking. Sarah smiled and turned slowly, holding her dress in the front, her breasts crushing together. Jareth gazed at her supple breasts and groaned, keeping himself in check.
"Just hold that thought, Jareth" Sarah grinned, reading his thoughts, and slowly began to peel the dress away from body after she kicked off her shoes.
Jareth watched in awe as the brilliant green dress slid along her porcelain skin and slowly fell to the floor. Sarah lightly let her hands trail along her breasts, taking pleasure in Jareth struggling to restrain himself. She loved knowing she had as much influence over him as he did her.
She slowly climbed onto the bed, straddling Jareth with a knee on either side of him. She carefully leaned in to place a lingering kiss on his lips.
"Oh, god, Sarah… please let me touch you…" Jareth whimpered. Sarah placed a finger to Jareth's lips and whispered, "Not yet…" and she slowly descended further down.
"Oh, god… Sarah…" Jareth gasped, knowing what was coming. Sarah's hands slowly wrapped around his manhood and began satisfy it's steel hard demands. Jareth gasped as her hands slowly tortured him, and then groaned when her mouth replaced her hands.
"Oh my… oh… oh, yes… Sarah…" Jareth groaned as her rhythm and boldness increased.
"Sarah… Sarah!" Jareth cried, using every bit of his control to hold back.
Sarah saw Jareth struggling to contain himself, and rose up over him, and took him within her. She sighed as he filled her, and he grunted, "Oh, yes, I need you, I need you Sarah…"
She slowly began to move up and down, falling down against him, driving him absolutely mad. Jareth's fists grabbed the sheets and blanket around them.
"God…. Sarah… let me touch you…" Jareth begged as her silky smoothness brought him intense bliss. Sarah didn't respond, she only quickened her movements, and suddenly spun around. Jareth gasped at the sensation of her spinning around him with him still inside her, and she continued her movements.
Her head fell back and her long dark hair grazed along her smooth, pale back and bottom. It was such an amazing, sensual picture she had painted for him and he continued to beg, "Please… Sarah, I must touch you…"
Feeling him inside her, so close, so exquisitely close at a new angle and rhythm, drove Sarah crazy.
"Yes… yes… touch me…" she panted. As soon as the words were from her mouth, Jareth's hands were running up and down Sarah's sides, cupping her breasts and bottom.
"Oh yes… yes… yes, Jareth…" Sarah moaned. Jareth knew they were both moments away from peaking, so with one hand on Sarah's bump of her belly, his other hand slid down further, and stroked her, knowing they'd both be close together.
"Oh yes!" Sarah cried, her hands finding Jareth's, holding the one to her stomach and guiding the other to the spot and into a rhythm that drove her insane.
"Oh yes… oh yes!" Sarah cried loudly and euphorically, "…yes… YES!! OHHH!" She screamed as her climax hit her like a tsunami she felt all over her body as she continued to forcefully slam her body down on Jareth's, white waves of ecstasy consuming her.
Sarah clamped tightly down on Jareth and continued to ride him with a tight grip as she slammed their bodies together, and a roar emerged from Jareth's throat as he climaxed. He grabbed her hips and pumped into them with all he had left in him.
Both spent, Sarah fell back onto Jareth, her hair falling in his face. He breathed in the scent, the smell of honey sandalwood warming him. He moved from under her, and tenderly kissed her.
"Where did that come from?" Jareth asked curiously.
Sarah chuckled and said, "You make it very easy to be spontaneous and creative…"
Jareth arched an eyebrow, "Do I?" Sarah just smiled and leaned her head up to kiss him again. Jareth kissed Sarah devotedly, and moved along her body, kissing her collarbone, her shoulders, then moving and giving each breast it's deserving attention, and then came to rest on her stomach. He rubbed it gently, kissing it lightly, all the while murmuring, "Hello… I'm your daddy… you are going to be the most beautiful baby in the entire world…" he gazed up at Sarah and added, "…beautiful just like your mommy…"
Sarah smiled happily and said, "Like their daddy…" Jareth just smiled and continued to talk to Sarah's stomach.
"I just hope that you don't get her stubbornness as well… she can be quite pigheaded sometimes…"
"Me?! You're just as stubborn as I am, if not more…" Sarah said defensively.
"Ah ah ah…" Jareth said, "…from now on, no more fighting… we can't have the baby absorbing any of our negative energy…"
"It's a baby, not an alien, Jareth…" Sarah said with an exasperated but amused sigh.
"But even if you were an alien," He said, continuing with his baby talk to Sarah's stomach, "you'd still be the most adorable, sweet, beautiful, smart, radiant, angelic baby in the whole world…"
Sarah just shook her head and rolled her eyes with a smile, as she began playing with his long blonde locks.
"Hey… why don't you send a little of that attention my way?" she said playfully.
"Oh, of course… how thoughtless of me…" he said with a grin, moving back up and taking her lips with his own. Sarah giggled as Jareth kissed her and he tucked his head in the nape of her neck, drawing lazy patterns along her stomach. Sarah wrapped one arm around him and the other hand traced patterns along with his hand until it stopped and rested on top of Jareth's.
"We're having a baby…" Jareth murmured.
"Mmhmm…" Sarah murmured happily.
"We're going to be parents…" he added.
"Mmhmmm…"
"Scary thought isn't it?"
"Hmm… scary exciting…" Sarah corrected.
"Scary exciting…" Jareth repeated.
"I love you…"
"I love you too…"
"I love both of you…"
"So do I…"
The couple laid there, more content than they'd ever been, Jareth's hand resting on top of Sarah's bump, with hers on his. That night, 3 heartbeats beat in the King and Queen's bedroom, 2 beating more proudly than they'd ever beat before.
Author's Note: Aw, so how was that? This is gonna be fun, but I'm going to have to research pregnancy a bit, since, well…. I don't know much about it at all! But I'll have plenty of time, since I'll be on vacation in Mexico until the 27th, and then I'll be leaving again on the 29th and I won't be back until August 12th! I know I know, you'll miss me like crazy, but I'll be back soon… R&R!