Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth or Sarah or Jareth, sadly, but some other people - Henson and Lucas, I think, do. The song in the beginning is owned by Loreena McKennitt, not me. And any other songs I put in this fic series don't belong to me.

Alright. This is rated PG-13 for stuff. Yeah. Oh, and I suggest you download or somehow listen to "Courtyard Lullaby" by Loreena McKennitt. That's where I got the title and the song, and the melody is...........I guess............haunting. Okay, now for the fic. Please review.





1 Wherein the deep night sky

The stars lie in its embrace

The courtyard still in its sleep

And peace comes over your face



'Come to me' it sings

'Hear the pulse of the land

The Ocean's rhythms pull

To hold your heart in its hand'



And when the wind draws strong

Across the cypress trees

The Nightbirds cease their songs

So gathers memories



Last night you spoke of a dream

Where forests stretched to the east

And each bird sang its song

A Unicorn joined in a feast



And in a corner stood

A pomegranate tree

With wild flowers there

No mortal eye could see



Yet still some mystery befalls

Sure as the cock crows at morn

The world in stillness keeps

The secret of babes to be born



'Come to me' it sings

'Hear the pulse of the land

The Ocean's rhythms pull

To hold your heart in its hand'



I heard an old voice say

'Don't go far from the land

The seasons have their way

No mortal can understand.'



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Sarah Williams sat at her vanity in her room, carefully putting her plastic crown on her head. Three years after her......quest.........she still acted like a little girl. The whole episode with The Goblin King and the Labyrinth was scary, Sarah admitted to herself, but it wasn't traumatizing, and at night, when she had the energy, but not the task, she would sit at her vanity and replay the day in her mind.

"Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle, beyond the Goblin City, for my will is as strong as yours......" Sarah whispered. She smiled at her reflection. The words meant nothing now, but what they had meant to the hypnotic man with the mismatched eyes gave Sarah chills, even to this day. She thoroughly enjoyed the power she felt over the man.

Sarah removed the crown from her head and stood from her vanity. She went to her drawers and pulled out some blue pajamas. As she pulled off her clothes and changed into her pajamas, she mimicked the Goblin King in a fake deep voice. "'Just fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave.'" Sarah laughed quietly and clapped to turn her lights off in her room.

She fell into a peaceful sleep.



The Goblin King sat on his throne in the night, in the dark, one leg bent over the side and the other on the floor. He looked bored. His loyal goblins lay around the throne room, sleeping noisily. He tapped his foot impatiently. //This is very infuriating. I can't sleep, and damn it I need to!\\ Jareth thought. Finally, Jareth shook his head and produced a crystal in his hand.

Jareth played with the crystal on his hands, letting it move gracefully from one hand to another. Finally, he stopped it in one hand and gazed into its depths. He stared expressionless at the vision the crystal chose to entertain him with.

A young woman with dark hair lay in her dark room, her face illuminated by the fairy shaped night light in a corner of her room. The woman looked peaceful, content. Jareth licked his lips and muttered, "Alright, Fate, you win this time." Jareth let his face turn into a disgusted sneer as he threw the crystal at the wall opposite him. The crystal made no noise and Jareth rose from his throne. Jareth disappeared from his castle in a burst of glitter.

Jareth appeared by the bed of the woman in the crystal. He simply stood by her bed and watched her sleep. He had loved this girl. //Woman\\, he corrected himself. //A beautiful woman. You never lost what had appealed to me so, Sarah. But I don't think you realize what that was, do you? No, I am a memory, a joke in your eyes. A joke.I am not a joke, Sarah.\\ Jareth glared down at her. Only just at the moment had he realized exactly what Sarah thought of him. "Well, my love, you will not think I am a joke any longer," Jareth whispered. He smirked as he put a hand on her shoulder. He licked his lips, and both the King and Sarah disappeared.



Light. Yellow light. Light?

Sarah's eyes fluttered open. Yellow light didn't appear in her room. No, the light in her room was always white and pure. Sarah sat bolt upright when she saw the stone ceiling above her. She looked at her surroundings, and suddenly felt very afraid. Two arched windows stood at her left and in front of her. A large wooden armoire stood on one side of the window at her left, and a chair sat on the right side of her bed. Her bed, Sarah noted, was a beauty. Silver sheets and canopy.

But where was she? Sarah glared as she caught a glimpse of something familiar outside her window. She rose out of her bed and briskly walked to her window in front of her. A giant labyrinth stretched as far as the eye could see.

Sarah groaned and smacked her head. "Who the hell brought me here? I don't wanna be here!" she cried.



"You don't?" A deep voice sounded behind her. Sarah whipped around and glared at the man in front of her. "Jareth. I should have known. None of my other Underground friends have such a large estate," Sarah said, trying to keep her cool. // I will NOT satisfy him and throw a fit,\\she thought bitterly.

Jareth smirked as if reading her mind and took a step toward her. "Are you hungry, Sarah?" Jareth asked, taking a step toward her. Sarah licked her lips, then held her head up. "Yes. I am," she stated. Jareth expressionlessly produced a crystal in his hand and threw it at Sarah. Sarah frowned when she caught the crystal, which had magically turned into a peach in the air. She looked up at Jareth and held the peach away from her face. "Are you serious?" she asked spitefully. Jareth shrugged.

This infuriated Sarah. "And why in the Powers am I here, anyway, Your Majesty?" she spat. Jareth waved a hand. "I thought you would like to visit me, since you seem to talk about me so much."

"What do you mean, Jareth?" Sarah replied witheringly.

"I mean, Sarah, that you seem to.enjoy.talking about me so much, I figured you must miss me. I admit, that little impression of me before you went to sleep last night was quite amusing," Jareth said, a sparkle in his eye. Sarah huffed. "Well, I think so too! Am I here for your twisted games? Because if I am, I really - "

"Sarah." Jareth covered the space between the two. He took Sarah's chin in his hand and glared malevolently at her. "I will not tolerate being a joke for you any more." Sarah pulled away and backed into the wall. "Stay away from me, Jareth. I mean it," she warned.

"Why would I want to touch you more than necessary, Sarah? Trust me, I don't."

"Fine."

"Alright then. Get dressed Sarah. I'll send a goblin for you in a few minutes." With that, Jareth turned and left. Sarah huffed again and folded her arms before dressing.



Jareth strode to his throne room in a frenzy. //That girl is so...damn beautiful. How am I gonna keep my composure around her? I forget why I brought her here....... \\Jareth thought, feeling his temper rise with his passion for the woman.

He slumped onto the throne and tapped his scepter against his knee. He didn't know what to do. He loved Sarah, but.............

He couldn't control his actions. Well, he could, but there was something in his mind that made him say and do the things he said and did. He couldn't say what, but in a way he liked the feeling of power over Sarah.

"You have no power over me." The words rang in his ears, and Jareth smirked. He didn't have the power then, but he did now. He brought her here, and he could do with her as he willed.

Not like he would..........abuse.........that power. Jareth smirked with the images his mind conjured about what he could make Sarah do.

But he wouldn't do that...........no, not him.

Or would he?

Sarah chose that moment to appear in the throne room, dressed in a blood red gown with a black sash. She had a blood red ribbon tied around her neck and her hair was in a half ponytail. //Sarah, do you wish me to ravish you right here and now?\\ Jareth thought desperately. He stood and stared at her, almost challenging her to say something.

The goblin that had escorted Sarah to the throne room simply stood at her side, waiting to be dismissed. Jareth noticed him, and shouted, "Leave us!" The goblin giggled crazily and scampered away.

Jareth took three steps to Sarah, not even coming close to totally covering the distance between them. He still watched Sarah, anticipating.

"Well? Now that I'm here, what do you want with me?!" Sarah cried, losing their silent battle. Jareth smirked and folded his arms. "I need you to learn a little lesson, Sarah." Jareth disappeared and reappeared behind her.

"Just because you returned Aboveground did not mean you were safe, Sarah. You knew I could watch you, and yet you still chose to mock me. Did you not know that I would find out? You thought you would go unpunished?" He hissed into her ear. Sarah gasped at the nearness. Then, she turned around and glared at Jareth.





Well, that ends Chapter One, I guess. Did you like? I hope so.