For the last time people, I don't own this, I'm only borrowing.
She sat on the tallest spire of the castle, looking out over the Labyrinth. The breeze played with her hair and dried the tears on her cheeks. Everyone she cared about had forgotten she had ever existed. She knew she wouldn't be able to return forever to earth, but she had hoped to return for visits, and now that was out of the question.
Glancing down at the far off ground, she wondered if it would hurt if she happened to slip and fall.
Jareth was suddenly standing behind her.
"Don't you dare," he said softly into her ear as his arms slid around her waist. The black sleeves had been rolled up to his elbows revealing a watch tan.
Sarah jumped slightly and turned to look at him. "Don't what? I was only taking your advice and looking at the Labyrinth in the moonlight."
Leaving one hand at the small of her back he traced her jaw with the fingertips of the other.
"So beautiful in the moonlight. I would hate to see any harm ever come to it," he said, still studying her face.
Ducking her head, Sarah blushed slightly, knowing her eyes would look puffy and horrible from crying.
He took a deep breath and stepped away, leaning against the windowsill.
"You seemed distressed. I came to offer my company."
"Distressed is an understatement. Toby and I were close after I went through this Labyrinth to get him and now I'm not even a memory to him," she whispered, sighing softly.
Jareth seemed far away in thought. "We could change that."
"How?" Sarah asked anxiously, turning to look at him.
Jareth put his hands in his pockets. "We could bring him here. The magik of this place would pull back the memories."
"No! I don't want him to be stuck here like I am, being forgotten about by everyone. Let me be stuck here, but let him live a normal life, with family and friends."
He chewed on his lower lip.
"Well, really the only thing holding you here is your knowledge of how to use the magic so…as I see it…if you, or I, never teach him to use it, then he can come and go as he pleases…by calling upon us."
He stopped cold.
"Calling. Oh shit. I forgot about that brat in the oubliette!"
Sarah smiled and created a crystal, throwing it towards the Labyrinth. "She'll be home in a few minutes, a little wiser as to angering the leader of the goblins. As to Toby, I'm not sure if I want to drag him here, he'd be the only one who would know of me and if he slipped up back on earth he'd be sent to a psychiatrist like I was. I wouldn't want that to happen."
Jareth arched his eyebrows. "A psychiatrist?"
"They thought I had read too many fantasy books and now thought it was reality. I was sent to a psychiatrist who convinced me that I was merely a little crazy and everything had been a dream, nothing true," Sarah murmured with a shrug, still looking over the Labyrinth.
Jareth walked up to her, laughing softly. "What a quack. I am very real indeed, don't you think?" he asked, running his hands down her arms.
Sarah nodded and shrugged. "Well, he pretty well convinced me, but now I think he's changed his tune. A view of the Labyrinth can change one's perception of reality very well."
"And what do you mean by that dear Sarah?" he asked as he fiddled with a bit of her hair.
"I dressed up and paid him a visit," Sarah answered, her voice calm, but a wicked smile on her face.
Jareth began to chuckle, then to laugh. He pressed one hand to his side while holding himself up with one hand still on her shoulder.
"Oh…y-you really are the Goblin Qu-Queen," he said through his laughter.
"I just wanted some payback for all the time I wasted having him tell me I was delusional," Sarah said with a small chuckle.
Jareth looked up at her, tears in his eyes. "Oh my. That is just grand. The look on his face must have been priceless! I'll bet he's seeing a shrink now."
"Serves him right," Sarah murmured, leaning back against his chest as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
Jareth's laughed settled as he realized her closeness. This was quite sudden. He smiled and pulled her against him. "So…you have decided to stay then?" he asked quietly.
Sarah nodded. "Sounds like the easiest option."
"You do realize that that will mean putting up with me? The annoying, flirtatious, cruel, beautiful, arrogant, selfish Goblin King himself," he said spreading his fingers over her stomach and brushing his lips against her ear.
"Yes, but I understand you a little more now that I've had to kidnap children and heard your history," Sarah whispered, shivering slightly as his breath blew against her ear.
He laughed softly before moving his mouth to her neck.
"Ah. So hearing my history and doing my job has shined the light on my personality? Now you know me then? You think there are no more surprises then?"
"There will always be surprises, just not always from you," Sarah whispered, turning and pulling his lips to hers, surprising them both.
Jareth turned her around and pressed her against his chest, not taking his lips from hers. He must admit. He was surprised. He was very surprised. That wasn't going to stop him right now though. A voice rang in his head, which caused his mood to drop.
"I wish the goblins would..."
He sighed as he pulled away. "Business calls at all hours of the night. I hate this job. You have terrible hours and no holidays."
"I don't want to kidnap kids, if the world can forget about people, why couldn't we make them forget about a goblin king and queen who steal children?" Sarah asked, leaning against the window frame and wondering what had come over her.
Jareth scratched his head. "But it's my job. If we don't do that then what do we do?"
"Rule this kingdom and the goblins, I don't know, but not make innocent kids have to go through this awful Labyrinth to get their sisters and brothers back."
Jareth was silent and the voice called again. He silently told the child's voice to shove it and stepped up behind Sarah.
"You will be my Queen then? I will make all your dreams come true, as I offered to ten years ago," he said softly.
Sarah thought for a moment and looked at him, surprised that the hatred she used to feel every time she looked at him was gone. She wondered vaguely when it had left, but couldn't really figure it out. With a slight smile, she nodded slowly, leaning her face against his hand when he reached over to touch her cheek with his fingers.
"I wish the Goblins would take you away right now darn it all!"
Jareth growled. "Oh shove it up your arse foolish child!" he yelled at the sky.
Sarah laughed quietly and wondered if the child had heard him, probably.
There was a quiet knock on the door.
"Your highness?" one of the goblins said from the other side. "A child calls."
"Well, Jareth, what do you say, shall we give up stealing little children and make them forget us? It would be much more peaceful around here," Sarah murmured.
Jareth shrugged and began to lay kisses down her neck.
"Oh, your decision Queen Sarah. I'm busy."
Sarah smiled softly. "How do we make them forget us?"
He shrugged, still preoccupied and the goblin knocked again. "Don't show up for a couple of years?" he suggested before returning to his taste.
"Sounds good," she whispered, kissing his ear before turning and shouting at the knocking goblin.
"Go away, we're both well aware that there is a child calling for us, ignore them from now on," she said irritably.
There was a collective mumble and Jareth looked towards the door.
"Shoo! Or I'll tip you head first into the bog of eternal stench!"
The mumble stopped and the sound of retreating footsteps could be heard as Jareth nodded, content, and returned his attention to Sarah.
"Why didn't they listen to me?" Sarah murmured, running her lips down his neck to his collarbone.
Jareth kissed her forehead and trailed his fingers down her back. "I think it's because they've seen me do it before."
"Can we warp somewhere where there isn't a fear of falling out of a window on accident?" Sarah murmured, brushing her lips against his.
Jareth grinned and leaned her backwards out of the window, his arms holding her safely and his lips kissing her neck.
"But that's half the fun of it."
"Mm? And if a goblin doesn't know we're up here and happens to walk in?" Sarah asked, running her fingers over his spiky hair.
He stopped and frowned. "Well I suppose that would make a scene now wouldn't it?"
Sarah smiled and nodded. "It probably would."
He kissed her while transporting them to his chambers, the food cart gone and all the furniture back where it had been before they had eaten there. He pulled away and looked around the room.
"Is this better?"
"Much," Sarah said, frowning as another voice drifted by.
"Are you going to get this child or not?!"
"No," Sarah said angrily, shoving the voice back towards earth and away from the Labyrinth.
Jareth smiled at her and began to unbutton his shirt. "You do make a wonderful Queen you know that?"
"You're not that bad of a king either," Sarah murmured with a smile, moving his hands away and finishing unbuttoning his shirt, smiling at him.
El Fin
