Disclaimer - I do not own Jareth, The Labyrinth, Or anything I havn't made up. However, I do own Deborah, Roxy, The Storyline, and anything I have made up.
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Deborah knew something wasn't quite right. She tried pulled the duvet futher up around her chin but something was weighing it down. In semi awakeness, she wondered what on earth it was. She hugged her pillow before realizing something was definately not right, so she sat up, and staring at her, wagging their tails, were Saskia and Roxy.
"Why are you here?" Deborah said to the afghan when the frenzied attack of panting and licking and barking had subsided. She was pretty sure Sarah wasn't in the room, and Deborah's foggy brain was having trouble working out the reason the queen's dog was here. She was just about to heave herself out of bed when something caught her eye. It was a peice of paper on her nightstand. She rubbed her nose and picked it up, and having just woken up, squinted to read the words on it.
Debs,
This is difficult for me to write but there's no point in mincing words, I've left, you see. I've left Jareth, I've left the castle, and I've left you, I've left Saskia. Hence the reason she is probably staring at you with those big beautiful brown eyes of hers right now. It's complicated, but the long and the short of it is, I left to be with Kayden, making you the woman of Goblin Castle. I trust you to look after the king, and help him in any way you can. I know he thinks a lot of you, and you of him. Thank you for everything over the past few months, it's been fun. Look after Saskia, the castle, and Jareth. I'm sorry I could not tell you in person.
Keep safe,
Sarah. x x
Deborah went cold. She re-read the note again and again, just to make sure.
Her eyes filled up with tears and she put her head in her hands and cried. She didn't cry so much for herself, or even the fact she'd gone, but for the fact it would kill Jareth. She couldn't beleive Sarah would do this. Deborah put a cold hand over her mouth as she cried. Realization hit her that she was indeed the only woman who was not a maid in the house now, and she also had another dog to take full responsibility of. She also had another problem to add to her mounting pile. She had to break the news to Jareth.
Deborah sat there for a long time trying to work out her tactics of dealing with this. She sat and cried until no more tears would fall and determination set in as she told herself that she had to take control.
She got up, washed, got dressed into a grey 80's off the shoulder oversized top with a huge red leather band around her waist. She put her make-up on, and shook herself into the mindset that she would not cry. This was Sarah's mistake. She'd lost a friend, she knew that, but she had to be strong for Jareth. In a way it was denial, but in a way, she knew there had been something going on for a long time. And she suspected that Jareth knew too.
All the while she'd been talking half to herself and half to her dogs about how stupid it was for Sarah to leave, and how utterly sickening Kayden was.
Finally she was ready to leave her room, only herself bearing the news that would shake the kingdom. She left the dogs where they were and left the room, the note in her pocket, her heart beating fit to burst of of her chest. She knew she had to find Jareth, before he found her.
She rounded the corner and collided with something hard. She looked up to find herself looking into mistmatched eyes. She stepped back.
"Ah, I was just coming to find you. I don't suppose Sarah crashed in your room last night, only she didn't come to bed last night and it's the kind of thing she'd do." Jareth smiled at her hopefully and cheerfully. Deborah could feel her eyes welling up and she turned away.
"Deborah?" Jareth span her round. All she could do was launch herself into a hug with him to hide her face. Jareth looked incredibly puzzled over her shoulder.
"Look, if it's about last night, I feel guilty, I shouldn't have intruded on what you wanted to do." Jareth swallowed as he had nothing to do with his hands except hug her back.
"What on earths the matter?"
"She's gone." Deborah wispered.
"Who's gone?!" Jareth pulled her off of him and held her to face him. "Who has gone?" Deborah couldn't look him in the eye. She looked at the floor.
"Sarah has left us, all of us, for Kayden."
"She's gone!? What do you mean she's gone?!" Jareth shouted, his face awash with anger and confusion.
"Look, she left a note." Deborah handed it to him from her pocket and turned away whilst he read it and winced. When she turned around again, he'd vanished.
Deborah went back to her room, meaning she wasn't there when Jareth almost utterly destroyed the contents of the throne room, or when he bought down one of the huge tapestries on the wall, and nor was she there when Jareth, high and mighty king of the goblins, crumpled into a heap on the floor, his world well and truly falling down.
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