AN: I wanted to thank everyone for their reviews so far. I hope this is living up to your expectations. If it isn't, though, tell me. I accept flames as well as positive comments. I know this chapter is short, but I plan on uploading part three tonight as well. I have a basic idea of where the story is going and how it will end, but I'm not quite sure how it will get there. Anyway, enough rambling, just wanted to thank you all. Here we go! ~Saphire (yes, I know there should be two p's, but I don't like the way sapphire looks.) ;-)
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Part two:
In an hour, the entire camp was at rest. The entire camp except for Jareth. Aside from plotting how to rejuvenate his kingdom and find the rest of his subjects, he was dwelling on the conversation he'd had about…that girl. He heaved a sigh and felt the weight in his heart again. "Ten years, you'd think I'd be over this," he said to himself. He shook his head at his own folly, then considered something. Holding his breath, he conjured a crystal, breathing a sigh of relief as it appeared almost effortlessly in his hand. This was a good sign. Not quite perfect though as he still had to put some minor thought into it, but not altogether bad. He turned the globe slowly in his hands, watching as it caught the light from the fire and reflected the colors in his mismatched eyes like sparks. After some hesitation, the crystal began to glow before sharpening into an image. It was the outside of a creamy white apartment building with a bright sun, clear sky, and many shady palm trees. The image shifted and the door of apartment C12 was in Jareth's view. Again, the image shifted and he was inside. His breath caught, at last the image he had been waiting for. Sarah stood in the middle of her bedroom, looking out the window. The king was awestruck by her. She had grown…..no longer the little girl he knew of yesteryear. This Sarah was tall, proud, curvy, mature. His eyes followed her warm brown hair that seemed to absorb the sun and radiate it rather than reflect it. He swept over the profile of her face, her perfect nose, full lips, stormy eyes, down her graceful neck, the curve of her now full breasts which showed clearly through her shirt, the line of her flat stomach, the sensual curve of her hips, down her thighs, down the sinewy line of her tanned legs and calves, her strong ankles, her delicate feet. He etched her image in his mind, burned it before his eyes so that when his lids closed, he could still see her. He sighed and with a small wave of his hand, the entire crystal disappeared. "Time for rest," he commanded himself.
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Sarah stood looking out over the great city of Los Angeles. She had the distinct feeling that someone was watching her, a feeling she hadn't felt in ten years… She mentally slapped herself, 'Snap out of it!' That chapter of her life had long since been closed, over and done with. Suddenly, the feeling was gone and Sarah turned from the window to see her fiancé come in the room. She offered him a smile as he set a vase of fresh flowers on her dresser. He returned the gesture as he walked over to her and embraced her, kissing her sweetly. Sarah returned the kiss as best she could, but, for the first time ever, she felt something different, something lacking. She frowned as they pulled apart. Her fiancé, Ben, noticed her expression, "What's wrong?"
