In her mind's eye Sarah saw the whole event unfold. It was similar to being outside a window looking in, but she could feel her own emotions and contractions as they occurred. Jareth stood at the edge of a large bedchamber pacing in a concerned manner as a tiny older woman ran to Sarah's aid.

"Why is she in so much pain?" He questioned walking to Sarah's side. "I demand you stop this!"

The old woman dabbed a large cloth into a bowl of warm water and proceeded to run it across Sarah's forehead.

"I can do nothing your majesty, the babe is crowning." She insisted continuing upon her task.

The Goblin King knelt at the bedside, placing his gloved hand in Sarah's.

"The child is coming too fast Fashay."

Fashay huffed. "Then perhaps next time you will refrain from stealing away an expectant mother against her will. That can be rather stressful you know."

Sarah grasped at the sheets curling them around her whitening knuckles screaming hoarsly.

"It was the only way it could be done. She would have not came willingly without her memories, and I can not afford to wipe her mind three times." He yelled above Sarah's screams.

Fashay ignored her king's remarks and instead focused on the matter at hand. Looking at Sarah she rubbed the girl's arm in a motherly way that demanded her attention.

"Sarah, darling, I know you are in much pain, but you need to focus." She paused until her eyes locked with the soon to be mother. "One final push and this whole ordeal will be over with, do you understand?"

Sarah nodded still clenching her teeth as she took one heavy breath and began to push fiercely. Her hand held tightly to Jareth's as she clenched to it until she felt that her own fingers would break, and then she heard it. The sound that every mother longs for, their child's first cry.

And once again her mind began to fade as if being thrown back in time, and she symbolically awoke in her room where Jareth stood leaned against the wall arrogantly twirling a crystal.

As she peered closer Sarah found herself laying on the floor sobbing.

"She said it was my fault, that if I would have been a better stepdaughter this all wouldn't have happened." She heard her past self mumble to the air quietly.

"You very well know that is not true." The Goblin King said his voice no longer chilled, and his features softening.

She lifted herself to a sitting position to look at him, and when their eyes met his face turned back.

"Maybe, but if it were, then I would be the cause of my brother growing up without a mother." She replied guilt laced around her every word.

Jareth used his foot that had been supporting his stance to push him to a straightened posture. He walked forward taking long hard strides across the room, and when he reached his destination he looked down upon her shaking his head in disbelief. With one clean swoop he pulled Sarah forcefully to her feet, and shook her into listening.

"You will not grovel Sarah, you are far better than this, but more so that woman." He acknowledged stepping away from a wide eyed Sarah.

Minutes, that seemed like hours passed and neither spoke a word to the other. Only stared into the darkness, almost lost.

"Why did you call for me?" He asked breaking the moment of silence they shared.

Sarah walked to her bed and sat down as he followed by example, much to her discomfort.

"I don't know." She shrugged honestly as her eyes began to swell once more.

"Certainly there is a reason, it has been years since our last meeting." He pushed still not buying her answer.

"I have wanted to talk to you ever since I left the Labyrinth, you know, just to make sure there were no hard feelings. But I was too afraid, I guess that tonight I just felt like I had nothing left to lose." Sarah boldly stated.

"And do you still feel you have, as you said it, nothing left to lose?"

"To some degree, yes." She nodded.

The Goblin King smirked, this girl had truly learnt nothing.

"But what is it you have to gain?" He asked with his head tilted, and his brows falling lower.

Sarah's whole soul seemed to jump from her body and float away into the night sky, and she so envied the disembodiment. Only moments ago she had lied to him when he'd asked for her reasons. If Sarah were being truly honest with herself, and him, she would have stated that at seventeen she'd realized her true feelings for him. And after feeling that she'd lost everything, she had no fear, or hesitation in professing her love. That if he turned her down, it would just be another nail in her coffin and nothing more. But upon seeing him standing there in her weakened state it was all too real to her, and she quickly chickened out. When The Goblin King had discovered her he'd seen her crying over Toby and Karen. But what he didn't know, was while those two tragedies were major factors in her tears, it was the sight of him that knocked her to the floor.

And Sarah was tired of playing this game of cat and mouse, as it had been ran into the ground years ago. So it was no shock to her when she heard a voice she knew was her own state aloud.

"The heart of a king."

Her hand came up to brush his jaw line carefully with her fingertips as her core trembled, registering what had just been confessed, and what was to come.

"I love you." She whispered into his mouth, confirming the suspicions that glazed over his eyes.

"Sarah I-" He started but was cut off by a tender kiss.

"Just don't, okay? If you're going to say that you don't feel the same way then don't even bother." Sarah demanded sternly.

"But I-" He once again attempted to speak but was halted by a finger brushing his lips.

"Please.." She pleaded, and he swiftly took her in his arms kissing her punishably. If he couldn't tell her, then he would show her, and Sarah would have to know how he felt through the messaged he conveyed through his body. There was no doubt, after tonight she would have no doubt that he loved her.

The scene around her collapsed like a thousand pieces of a jigsaw puzzle falling apart atop each other. And Sarah stared dizzily into the dying flames of the fire place as her eyes began to confirm, and adjust to reality. She didn't even have time to look around when Jareth spoke softly to her.

"It is my one and only regret that I did not say to you what I would have, had you not stopped me."

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Authors Note: First of all, I would like to go back to the last chapter if you will allow me. I believe that a few things need to be cleared up, as it seems that I was a bit confusing.

When luna showed up, she was there to make sure Jareth hadn't tricked Sarah with the "Truth Potion." As in he made a batch that wouldn't work effectively on Fae, and left Sarah to tell the truth and him be able to lie through his pointed teeth.

Which is why when Jareth asked if she didn't think he conjur a simple potion, she replied that she only knew his ways.

Sorry I wasn't more clear on that, but I hate for everything to be straight forward.

Now for this chapter, I hope you all are pleased with how I worked things out so you can see both Jareth's and Sarah's point of view. And I believe this to be completely and totally realistic. No too dramatic, and far from boring. I admit I used a bit of my own first had knowledge, and expierences to write the confession scene. So if you think it would never happen, think again.

(Sticks out toungue.)