A/N Own Nothing, Xatan - I will continue the story and try to post every day if I can until its complete :)

Chapter 25 – Little Fairy

Jareth had recently come home from a trip to the Enchanted Forest which is not as great a place as most people would think. Kiara had never been there, but Jareth told her about it before he left. It was a very small bit of land, from the outside; you could walk around the forest in maybe two hours however once you got inside you could walk straight for a day and only be halfway through. It was run by a Fae that was also a seer and from Jareth's explanation Kiara was glad that she did not have the ability to see the future. Seers in the underworld have very little control over what and when they are seeing and so most go mad not knowing when they are in the present. This Fae had slightly more control now that she was older, but still was mad as a hatter and loved to play games with visitors to her forest. In that respect Jareth liked her, but he didn't like that she didn't care if it was another fae visiting or an ant.

Kiara wasn't told what had happened while he was there, but when Jareth came back he was soaked and sick. He locked himself in his room only coming out when necessary. She was running up the steps of the castle now barely noticing that the little fairy was watching her carefully. She gave her a reassuring smile and continued towards Jareth's bedroom only to be stopped by a female goblin who told her that Jareth was in the throne room. She backtracked and was slightly surprised at the lack of noise coming from the room. Jareth was sitting in his throne reading reports that the elves wrote up for him.

"Jareth, I need your help," Kiara said holding her daughter more tightly as she waited for a response from the Goblin King. He looked up slightly annoyed at being interrupted but then an amused smirk appeared as he saw the child.

"What a coincidence I was going to send for you soon. We need to make a visit to the high council, they have some news for us," Jareth responded as he went back to reading. His voice sounded terrible, but at least he was acting like his normal self.

Kiara sighed and sent a wind to blow the papers out of Jareth's hands. This only annoyed him further, but now he couldn't ignore her as easily. "Jareth, the baby just came out of her shell and I need you to watch her for a few hours while I go aboveground and get her something to wear and eat."

"Can't the goblins make her some clothes and there is food down here you know."

"Please Jareth."

Jareth rolled his eyes and massaged his forehead, he had just managed to get rid of the goblins for a few hours so that he could get rid of his headache and then Kiara brought him a baby. "Give it to a goblin." Kiara started to look annoyed now and Jareth almost laughed at her, "I don't know why you don't trust them with children; that's all they are really good at is watching them."

"Will you at least stay in the same room? I'll owe you." Jareth's trademark smirk grew as he plotted some evil payback and nodded. Kiara thanked him and handed the little baby over to the king and went to transport herself, however as soon as she let go of the baby she began to cry and Jareth's temper almost snapped. Kiara knelt down in front of her and tried to calm her down promising to be right back. The little fairy seemed to understand and the crying slowed down to a quiet stream of tears accompanied by an adorable pout. With a small smile Kiara forced herself to stop looking at the cute baby and disappeared to the aboveground.

As soon as Kiara was out of sight Jareth looked at the little one and said to her, "I hope you like goblins because you are going to be surrounded by them in a minute." He called out to his underlings and soon about six appeared ready to take the child and entertain it for awhile. Jareth collected his papers and sat down at the window while he read through them only casting an occasional glance at the child who seemed happy enough. She was trying to get the goblins to taste her Cheerios, but none of them seemed to care for it and of course she wanted the ale that they were drinking, but they were smart enough to know that there were some things that little ones should not have. Jareth shook his head as he chuckled to himself; he used to have his doubts about the goblins caretaking abilities too until one day when he finally realized that they did have children of their own so they must be somewhat responsible even if they seem completely brainless.

He continued to peek out over his paper partially wishing that the child wasn't Gannon's. Kiara had sent him a letter wishing him and his new wife well and telling him about the egg that was obviously his. She had expected him to at least visit her, but instead he sent back his own letter apologizing for not coming and telling Kiara about his wife himself and letting her know that he had no interest in caring for the egg unless she really needed him too. Kiara decided that it was better off that he didn't care since he lived so far away; she really didn't want to have to pass the child back and forth between them for god knows how many years.

The child had many of Gannon's features, but Jareth could already sense something in her that was just like her mother already. He could see in her eyes a certain stubbornness and smiled to himself. Even if he wasn't this child's father he definitely wanted to be around to see what kind of hell the girl was going to put her mother through. With a sigh he attempted to go back to reading, but his thoughts kept straying to the future and if he would ever have an heir. He shrugged it off and sat down in front of the little girl who eyed him suspiciously and shyly hid behind a goblin. The goblins began pushing her out from behind and soon she was standing in front of Jareth still trying to decide if she liked him. "Little one, I am Jareth, can you say that?"

She looked a little confused, but clapped happily as he began to spin crystals for her. She watched in amazement as the rainbow colors reflected off of them and laughed deciding that Jareth was alright. She sat in his lap and said her first word, "Jawit."

"Close enough, for now," he sighed and continued to spin the crystals. At the very least it was calming for him and kept her and the goblins quiet.