Sarah woke up to the softest bed she had felt in her life. The dim sunlight from the morning peeked through the windows and hit her eyelids with a golden glow. Without opening her eyes, she rolled over onto her stomach and embraced the pillows that smelt like peaches when you squeaked them.

"Wait..." she said to herself. Sarah sprang up and felt her heart fall into the pit of her stomach. She was surrounded by large dark wood furniture and a fireplace that span to the ceiling. Everything in the room looked like it belonged in an 18th-century castle. Nothing in the room seemed like it was recognizable and it gave her chills just trying to figure out how this could be real.

Sarah sprang from the bed, larger than any mattress she had ever seen in her life, and stood on the freezing marble floor. It took her a while to comprehend if anything in this room was real...if she was here. The breeze from the open balcony blew in and made her shiver and start to panic.

"This can't be happening…this cant is happening. Why is this happening? This isn't supposed to be real" she cried to herself out loud. This was too much for Sarah to handle and instantly she tried to escape. Before taking another step, a cold shiver ran down her spine and noticed that she was no longer in her baggy pajamas but in a widely thin cream night down that was loose and thin enough to be revealing.

"I have to be going crazy"

Sarah started pacing towards the only door she could find and it leads nowhere except the blindly white bathroom. The sun was hitting it at such an angle that it just seemed to glow an excessive amount.

No other doors were in sight, only tall windows decorated with elaborate drapery in the most stunning shade of red and the balcony that was slightly covered by white thin curtains billowing in the breeze.

A plan formulated in her head that she wasn't fond of but at this panicked moment it seemed like the only good options. Running towards the cold floor towards the balcony, Sarah checked below the balcony and it was well above a five-story drop for her. There was, by her luck, thick course vines running down the entire wall.

Taking deep breaths and checking if the vines were sturdy enough, Sarah started to nervously step down the wall and panicking that she might get caught. With every step down she could feel the branches slightly moving and pricking her skin but there was no going back now, only down.

As she made it past the third story window when the branch she was holding onto started to bend and before she had a moment to respond it snapped in half causing her to fall. The fall seemed to last forever while her mind raced and heart thumped loudly in her chest. Closing her eyes out of pure instinct, Sarah anticipated hitting the ground and most likely be knocked out cold.

Instead of hitting the ground, she fell into a pair of arms and a broad chest. Eyes still closed, Sarah let out the biggest sigh of relief and started to grab onto the fabric of the stranger's shirt while catching her breath. A good minute must have passed before a gentle kiss on her forehead brought her back into reality. Her eyes snapped open and she slowly let her eyes travel from the highly revealed chest hidden beneath a flowing poet shirt to the tips of a very familiar blonde hair on this man's shoulder. It took her a good deep breath before allowing herself to look at his face and was shocked when she saw those same mismatched eyes that she had missed all these years. His familiar face brought her heart to shambles but at the same time fear and panic.

"Let me go! Get your damn hands off of me!" She yelled and he placed her gently on the ground to her feet, not responding to her hands pushing at his chest.

"Sarah dear, let me take you inside and allow me to explain the situation at hand. I would not be able to forgive myself if you cached a cold or were seen by anybody so…lightly dressed." It was the first time she heard his voice in years and it was exactly as she remembered it. Light and airy but a hint of dominance as well. He started to reach for her hand but she flinched her arm away as soon as he made contact.

"Do..not..touch me. Take me back home right now Jareth." She tried to keep her head held high but the cold breezes and fear were starting to make her tremble.

"As I said before dear, allow me to explain to you in a better setting. No harm will come to you. Do not be stubborn."

Sarah was now seriously trembling and Jareth started to worry about her health and for her modesty. He took her by the arm and magically transported them into the largest library she had ever seen in her entire life. It was more magical and beautiful than any picture could describe. Little goblins were cleaning in the far corners of the room and he gave them a look that gave the sign for them to leave.

By her luck, there was a roaring fireplace that gave off the most pleasant heat and it called for her. Leaving Jareth at her side she gravitated towards the heat and stood there just enjoying the warmth it emanated.

Jareth watched Sarah from behind in his still frozen spot as she wrapped her arms around herself to retain the heat. He did not know why but he continued to stare on. Her wavy long brown hair reached her mid-back which laid onto the creamy white fabric of the nightgown she wore. He couldn't help but notice one thing. The glow from the fireplace shined through her loose and thin nightgown and revealed her figure. Before another thought could pass his mind, he walked towards her.

The clicking of boots against stone made Sarah turn around and watch as he strode towards her.

"Would you like me to fetch you something to cover up with?" He offered. Sarah nodded her head yes.

'Why is he being so…inexplicably kind.' She thought to herself while he walked to a desk chair on the opposite wall of the fireplace and grabbed a jacket that hung there.

He opened up the jacket for her and she hesitantly allowed him to help her put it on. It was a bit loose on her but she suspected as much since he was much broader than she.

"Now, will you please allow me to calmly explain to you what has happened without you trying to jump from balconies?"

'Was that a joke?' Sarah couldn't believe her ears. All she could do was blindly shake her head.

"To put it simply, the Labyrinth has wanted you back since you've left"