Chapter 4

1 Whispered names and strong wills

Twice mad

Upon unfinished

Storms.

- Symacee -

Lil looked back and forth between the blond guy and Sarah. What had she just called him? James? Jim? Jareth! 'Oh God' she thought. "You're Jareth, the Goblin King" she said and almost wished she hadn't. Jareth turned the full force of his gaze on her and Lil would have taken a step back if she hadn't been up against some tough sons of bitches in the past. This guy practically radiated power.

Jareth looked away from the blond who seemed to know him and focussed back on Sarah. He mentally shook his head - you leave things for a few years and everything changes, but by the gods some of the changes were wonderful. How was it that Sarah was able to get more beautiful everytime he saw her? So much for waiting a while longer until he revealed himself to her. Oh well, plans changed. A smirk spread itself his face and he stalked towards the woman frozen to her spot on the ground.

"Sarah, let's go."

Sarah stared at Jareth's hand in front of her as his words slowly sank into mind. While her body seemed incapable of doing much, her mind was on full alert. Why was he here? What did he want? Ok, granted she learnt a lot from him but that didn't mean that she was not scared of him. Go? Somehow she found the ability to talk.

"Go? Go where?"

Jareth pulled Sarah to her feet and tilted her chin up to look into her eyes. "Back to the Underground of course."

That was all Sarah needed to pull herself out of her stupor. Ripping herself away from the Goblin King she felt all her old fears and hatred returning that she thought she had gotten over. "I'm not going anywhere with you Jareth. God, why are you even here after all these years? I know you for thirteen hour, in which you stole my brother and put me through hell, and you think you can walk back into my life and take me out of it."

Jareth raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Yes."

Sarah glared at Jareth. "Get out."

"When you come with me" Jareth said taking a step towards Sarah and frowned when she took a matching step back.

"I believe it would be wise of you left" came a familiar voice.

Sarah turned to see Luke standing with the aid of Paula. Relief flooded through her, both at the thought that he was ok and in the knowledge that friends surrounded her. Friends who knew magic and could kick Jareth's tight butt - or at least she hoped so. She knew these guys were good, but Jareth was fey and no doubt a lot older than any mortal could ever hope to be. Which meant he was he was experienced in magic and knew a lot about it. Damn! Why couldn't things ever be easy? 'Because it's not fair' suggested a little voice. 'Shut up brain' Sarah thought to herself.

Jareth's eyes narrowed at the sight of the mortal speaking to him. This was Luke no doubt; too bad he really didn't have the time to kill him painfully. Maybe later then. A few quick steps and Jareth grabbed hold of Sarah. "Time to go" he whispered in her ear.

Luke nodded and that was all Sarah needed. Driving an elbow back she felt Jareth release her as she made contact with his stomach. Twisting around she used the momentum to put full force into her punch and smacked her fist right into Jareth's handsome face. Grabbing him behind the neck she pulled his body down and slammed the fey down into her knee.

Jareth groaned from pain. 'How had Sarah pulled that off? What in all the worlds had she been doing in the past two years?'

With Paula's help Luke came over to look at the fallen fey. "Told you it would have been wise to leave." He gave Sarah a smile of approval and Lil ran over to hug her. "So that's Jareth. Doesn't look as scary as you described."

"Uh, Luke" called Jack. "We've got trouble."

Luke looked up at the young telepath. "What?"

"The Xarites."

Suddenly yelling could be heard and in the next instance all the windows shattered.