Well, I've been getting a lot of really nice reviews, so I'm going to reward all of you and write more! So here's chapter 4. by the way, as much as I wish that I owned Jareth, I don't, so don't sue me. Oh, one more thing. I'm FINALLY done with my term paper, so I'll be posting more often. Okay, on with the chapter.

Chapter 4: Home

Sarah couldn't concentrate on anything. Her mind kept wandering back to the two kisses and how good they felt. Then she would stop that train of thought and scold herself for thinking that way. He was the enemy, her mind screamed. He's cruel and loves bringing misery to yourself. Shut up! Cause you're not helping me any! she screamed back at herself.

"Damn it, I was so close. Ah, well, it just means I'll have to take her back before she can change her mind." Grinning to himself, he changed forms and flew towards the bookstore that he knew she was at.

"Sarah, the store's closing." The librarian told her.
"Oh, well goodnight." Leaving the store, she walked to her Beamer. Opening the door, she looked up to see a white owl staring at her, intelligence unmasked in the wide eyes. "Jareth, leave me ALONE! Okay?" Sliding into the car, she slammed the door and sped away.
Sarah drove like she was possessed, speeding the whole way through town. She knew Jareth wouldn't give up, but she hoped he would at least wait. She hadn't even had time to think about his words. Stepping on the gas, she sped on.
Pulling into the driveway, she ran inside. She needed time to think so she started running upstairs, only to be stopped by Karen. "Sarah, honey? Are you all right? Don't you want dinner?" Pausing, she turned around and went right back down the stairs, and ate dinner.
After dinner, she ran up the stairs to her room, and sat on her bed. Why had he come back into her life? After what he said, she was enraged. His? Where had that come from? Since when did she belong to anyone, let alone him! Deep in thought, she failed to notice the white owl fly in, and become Jareth. In fact, she didn't notice his presence until he sat down on her bed and started playing with her hair.
Sarah slowly turned around, her mind and senses realizing that not only was the window open, but that someone was sitting on her bed AND currently running their hands through her hair. Seeing Jareth, she got upset. "What the hell do you think you're doing he-"

Jareth flew in, transformed, and transported himself to her bed. Seeing her silken brown hair, he couldn't resist running his hands through it. Feeling the silkiness of her hair, he smiled when she tensed and slowly turned to face him. He noticed, however, that she was about to yell, and so he clamped his hand over her mouth.

Sarah started yelling, only to be cut off by the hand over her mouth. Realizing that he was keeping her from yelling at him, she let out a muffled shriek of protest.

Jareth sighed. Why did she have to be so determined to view him as her enemy? Well, there was only one remedy for that, and the only way for it to work would be for Sarah to be back in the Underground. Smiling, he stood up, pulling her with him.

Sarah stopped protesting as soon as she saw his smile. It was beyond cruel, it was a sinister smile, like he was thinking up some plan with devious intent behind it. She tried to move away, but he was holding her so tightly so couldn't move an inch. With a quivering voice, she asked, "What are you going to do?" Her eyes widened as she heard him mumble something like kiss. And then he kissed her passionately, stunning her long enough to bring her back to the Labyrinth.

A/N- I'll take any comments, but NO FLAMES! I'm not fire-proof!