I cannot believe I received so few reviews! I'll grant that it took me a long time to get over my writer's block, but I was trying to get my AA at the same time people! So, I've decided that this will be it until I get a grand total of 130 reviews. Come on ... that is only another six reviews people!

Well time to make a new couple, dis' Brenna some more, give Jareth a little more hope, and could there be the makings of a third couple someday? You will just have to read to find out! I can be cruel at times, but the peaches made me do it!

DISCLAIMER: Labyrinth and all that is connected to it belongs to someone other than me!

Chapter Eleven

Alana beamed brightly as the dignitaries began arriving. She knew that the bells would signal all in the range of those joyful bells. Sarah had begun to recover! The young woman was even more than the most sentimentalist and over estimating of Fae had given her credit of being.

Even as she accepted the gifts for Sarah and Jareth, settled the guests in their rooms, ran the kingdom's everyday business, and prepared the outdoor celebrations Alana was grateful that soon her future sister-in-law would be 'enjoying' these responsibilities. Sarah had certainly shown the entire Underground that the stories of her extraordinary spirit were full of truth and completely understated.

There were children playing, music in the air, couples dancing – if only this was all for the wedding all in the Underground still prayed would come about. She knew that she would feel better then. Jareth's baby sister could not understand where the sudden chills of dread had come from. Alana mentally shook off the longings and sudden fear as yet another royal entourage arrived.

She did not notice the dark haired little girl slip through the gates to the Goblin City. Nor did Alana notice the look of evil and loathing in that child's eyes.

"Soon pauper Princess you will be out of my place and Jareth's thrones will be mine." The child sneered as she slipped through the crowds.

Before she could get past the crowd entering the castle, there was the sound of frantic hooves beating the entrance of a speeding rider.

Ellery was as exhausted as was his horse, Pallaton. Yet, the race was nearing its end and the warrior could sense that he was nearly too late.

Alana was in shock at the sight of a lone warrior charging into the city at such speed against all protocols. Her heart she found was racing as well. He was handsome and had waves of power and drive rolling off him as he charged up to her; Alana had never felt this way for any man. Once the man dismounted, she held her head high. "Who are you?"

"Forgive my insolence, your majesty. I am Ellery, the Captain of the Royal Guards to King Herne of the High Northlands. I was sent alone due to a dire threat against the Princess Sarah I encountered on our journey here."

Allan suddenly felt her worse fears multiply at a rapid rate. "Explain Captain Ellery."

"I came across what first appeared to be a maiden as I rode ahead of my troops to clear the path here. However the aura about her and her story told me she was lying. She held a deep hatred of the Sleeping Princess and the news of Princess Sarah's improvement has merely threatened her life." Ellery reported. "I feel that aura here about the castle, which means the threat already is here."

Alana was terrified as she scanned about for the only woman she knew posed any true threat against Sarah – Brenna. But then her eyes caught sight of the dark haired child quietly slipping into the castle ... NO! "Brenna is in the castle!"

Ellery did not wait to for the proper requests of assistance. The Princess Sarah meant all to his kingdom's Princess. He drew his sword and rushed into the castle, following his instincts fast.

Alana panted as she ran into the castle and found the nearest troops. "The man who just rushed in is a friend to the Kingdom. He brought warning of an attack on Princess Sarah. Follow him and render him aide!"

The troop did as ordered, while Alana contacted her parents and sent Jareth warning of the attack. Then she ran off to help.

By the time she got to the private residence hall Brenna had shown her true face and was facing down both Ellery and Jareth.

"Leave Brenna," Jareth growled.

Brenna's eyes were glowing with rage. "You are mine!"

Alana knew that her brother did not take well to such boasts. Today he was not in a playful mood either. "My heart, hand, and throne are only Sarah's. Leave or die."

"I will do neither."

Ellery noted a vile slip into the woman's hand. This could be no good. Brenna smirked wickedly. "One dead female is not enough then? You had to set your throne aside for that pauper Princess? How will you be able to do so when there is none to sit on the throne for you?"

Brenna threw the vile at Alana and vanished. However, a split second before it would have hit her – another took her place as victim.

Glass shattered and a deep voice roared in agony! Alana looked at the body on the floor is silent shock. Ellery, brave Ellery, he had taken the full blow himself! The smell of burning flesh and a metallic odor no Fay would misjudge slapped her mind back to the moment. The vile had contained powdered iron! Jareth had to hold Alana back as he called for the guards and healers. Why did it feel like the burns were hers as well?

It was strange after a time in the mess that owned Sarah. A feeling of massaging warmth and pull twisted her around that seemingly wanted her to set her head where her feet once were. Her inner flame's cold embers began to warm. Where had her train of thought stopped? Yes, there was something strange about where she was ... about the people that she thought that she knew.

The warmth was familiar and made all of Sarah's pain melt away. This place was not where she belonged, and Sarah suddenly knew that to remain was giving up. Sarah Williams had not given up and she promised her beloved King she would not.

That deliberation harbingered a shift in the rubble that soon gave her a way out. Just as before, Sarah knew this symbolized that she was near the end of her journey, yet the greatest dangers still lay ahead of her. Jareth stood a ways away from her as she climbed out of the hole. "Well, you finally found your way out."

"Yes, and you are not my Jareth." Sarah growled. She still had to piece the last of the truth together, but that fact she knew was true – no one she met here thus far was the real person.

'Jareth' smirked, "are you so sure, or are you refusing to face what you truly are?"

Glaring, Sarah gave him one last comment, "I am more than sure."

"Such a pity," a chuckling 'Jareth' vanished very much like the real one, but Sarah remained firm – that was not Jareth.

Looking forward, left, right, and behind her, the possibilities looked more alike than her last journey ... barren and dead. She decided that waiting and opening herself to the world around her pulled her out of the hole, there was no reason it would not be the same in this situation. It took a few heartbeats, but she did feel the massaging warmth that this time was accompanied with his sweet voice – so full of love and devotion, "Alana is becoming too accustomed in your role, my love. Sarah, you have to come back soon and take it back."

"I'm coming, Jareth. Just don't give up on me. I need you to help me find the way home." Sarah felt that walking away from the false Labyrinth was the way she had to go. So, the way forward really was to go back in this moment. Filled with hope and passion, she began to walk away from her prison.

While Jareth tended to the unknown young man, Brenna slipped into the room with an instrument the mortals called a hypodermic needle filled with a poison none of the fae were aware of or able to cure. In heartbeats, she was beside the bitch that had stolen all from her and plunged the hollow needle into the pauper Princess' chest into the heart itself. Then Brenna caused Sarah's heart to race, speeding the movement of the wench's life essence.

Jareth ripped the doors open in time for the guards, his father, his mother, and he to see the end. With a smirk on her lips, Brenna sealed Sarah's body from all Fae magic that sped up time by seconds for Sarah alone before pressing the plunger of the instrument fully down with a wicked laughter. "You are mine, Jareth! I'll never allow you to have this mortal bitch!"

In seconds, Sarah's heart stopped and her skin took on a cherry red tinge. Jareth collapsed to his knees. His sweet Sarah was gone! He felt the spell on her spirit activate ... it was too late to save his beloved Sarah! When Karen made her way in a scent assaulted her nose. "Who burnt almonds in here?"

"There are no almonds in the room, Karen. Brenna attacked Sarah again while we cared for a young man who came in to give us warning of her impending attack. She injected something into Sarah's heart." Eban answered.

Seeing the color of Sarah's skin, and seeing Jareth break down in mourning ... Karen recalled a crime show she watched a week before, "oh God no! Cyanide!"

Robert Williams went over and checked for a pulse. His baby had come so far ... how could fate decide to end it like this? He felt no pulse ... her heart had stopped ... "we have to do CPR ... we have to ..."

"Her spirit is gone!" Jareth roared as his heart shattered with his own words.

Robert refused to believe it, "how can you be sure?"

"I place a spell on her soul in case she did not call upon my name again in this life. It will tell me when she is given a new body to be reborn so I can set every spell there is to guard her." Jareth sobbed out. His beloved was dead.

"Little good magic did against Brenna!" Robert growled. "Where is that bitch? She has to pay for this!"

All felt a swell of power spread from the castle outward. Then there was a deafening scream — Brenna was caught.

Okay, before the chase begins, is this a part of Brenna's plans or reality?

Is Sarah dead and to be reborn to grow up with a better life, or is this all in Jareth's mind?

Monster crowd gains speed and begin shooting flaming arrows

Listen, I know I had a different route mapped out, but who knows what twists and turns come along the way?

This is your time to say what comes next peeps!

Runs for her life in hopes to find a superior hiding place