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The phone rang, startling Sarah out of her trance. She answered, then set it down a few minutes later with a confused expression.
"I got the job!" She breathed. "But I don't know if I can
take it!"
She buried her face in her
hands. A week ago everything had been
so simple. Her life had been laid out
perfectly; she'd known exactly what she wanted to do. Now it was all in chaos. Ever since Jareth had shown up in her life again. Now she didn't know what to do.
She could choose to return with
Jareth, to a world with never-ending possibilities, and a King who said he
loved her. Or she could remain here,
where all would be familiar, stable and…
"Lonely." Sarah said softly "I'd
miss him."
She'd not thought that she'd miss
him. She certainly hadn't last time
they'd met up. She laughed softly,
calling herself a liar. She'd always
missed him, even when she'd forced herself not to think of him. She'd tried to forget him, because she'd
never thought to see him again. She'd
never expected that he could care for her the way he'd said he would.
Did he care? His expression when he was with her said he
did. He'd not tried to force her to
choose, hadn't made any moves she hadn't gone along with willingly. With his powers, he could have cast a spell
that made her. All he'd done so far is
give her a choice, and show her possibilities.
Sarah picked up the phone, and
made a call. She kept her words brief,
and hung up with a smile, feeling a bit of relief at the one decision
made.
"Jareth." She called softly,
walking to look out the window. "I need
to talk to you."
She turned, not surprised to see
him standing in the doorway. They faced
each other across the room, neither speaking for moments.
"You called?" He said softly, his
calm expression betrayed by the nervousness in his voice.
"Yes." Sarah replied, "I have something to say to you."
She walked to him, stopping only
when she was close enough to take his hands into hers. Her own were shaking, and she needed
something to hold onto. It seemed only
natural to go to him for comfort.
"I've made my decision." She told him, looking up at him "I'm ready
to tell you now."
"What have you decided, love?"
"I'm going home." She answered, "With
you."
There was a moment when Jareth
wasn't sure he'd heard her correctly. When it sank in that he had, a huge grin lit up his face, and he
gathered her to him, swinging her around happily. His lips covered hers in a kiss that took her breath away, and
she laughed up at him as he set her down.
"Jareth-" she said, "I wasn't
done yet."
"I'm sorry." He said, not meaning it "There's more?"
He kissed her again, pulling her
against him tightly. Sarah melted into
his embrace, nearly forgetting what she wanted to tell him as his hands began
to roam…
"There's going to be rules." She informed
him.
"Anything you want." Jareth replied, forcing himself to take a
step back.
"You haven't heard them yet." She warned him. "You may not like some of
them."
"Alright, then." Jareth said, "Tell me what they are."
