Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.
Author's note:Thanks to UnicornLady for the idea for this chapter, and to everyone who's been reviewing my stories!

Chapter 2
Jareth hated being sick. Worse was the fact that Sarah was trying to play mother to him. He was starting to get tired of being in bed and drinking tea. She kept telling him it would help sooth his throat and his vocal cords, bringing his voice back faster. Not that he believed her. It had been a week, and he still hadn't gotten his voice back. He had to write everything down, which took time. Jareth felt it was a waste, and hated being on what Sarah called vocal rest.

Jareth could sense Sarah coming with more tea. He picked up his note pad and quickly scribbled a note to show her when she got to his side with the tray. When it came to that one liquid, he couldn't take it anymore! He wanted something different, like ice cream.

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Sarah was starting to wonder if herbal tea didn't work for Fae. She knew her voice certainly hadn't been gone this long when she had been sick at age 12. After vocal rest and plenty of the tea, she had been talking again in a couple of days. So, she had decided upon a different approach to sooth the Goblin King's vocal cords. As she placed this new food on the tray, she smiled. The way Jareth acted like a little boy really was cute.

Sarah shook her head. What was she thinking? The Goblin King? Cute? This was Jareth, not some little kid like Toby. This man had kidnapped Toby, for crying out loud! How could she think of Jareth as cute, let alone attractive, which was something else she had been seeing him as. It just wasn't right, and she mentally scolded herself for letting her mind wander in that particular direction.

As Sarah walked into Jareth's room with the tray, she had to stifle a laugh as she saw him already holding up a note. She laughed out loud when she got close enough to read what he had written. "Don't worry," she told him. "It's not tea, this time." Sarah laughed again as Jareth gave her a look of relief. Then she handed him the tray. It held vanilla ice cream.

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Ice cream! Jareth's eyes lit up like that of a small child, and he wrote something else for her to read. She laughed at what he had written-'Ice cream! You read my mind!'-as Jareth started eating. For once, he didn't seem so evil to her. In fact, he even seemed friendly, innocent. Then Sarah realized it. She was falling in love with him.