Chapter 8: A Battle Worth Fighting To Keep A Promise

Jareth jumped up as Caleb entered the room. He had a knife behind his back, Jareth could tell. Caleb took a running charge at Jareth, but he easily sidestepped it. Caleb used his magic to knock Jareth down. Caleb restrained Jareth's magic and sat on his chest. He was holding a knife to Jareth's throat.
"Fast or slow?" Caleb asked.
"What?"
"Do you want to die quickly or slowly?"
"Neither."
"What?"
"Neither. I made a promise that I need to keep."
"Promise to who?"
"To Sarah."
"Sarah is dead."
"Not quite, Caleb." Sarah said from behind him. Caleb jumped off of Jareth.
"How . . . how?" he stuttered.
"I'm dead, but I'm here for a while. You will not be!" Sarah took a crystal out of her pocket. She threw it at Caleb and it engulfed him.
"Sarah!" Jareth said.
"Are you all right, Jareth?"
"I am fine.
Sarah felt something pulling on her. She was disappearing.
"I have to go, Jareth."
"No! Sarah! I love you!"
"I love you, also, Jareth. This is the way it has to be. Remember, I'll love you with all of my heart, forevever!" She disappeared fully.
"Sarah!" A single tear fell down his cheek and landed on the spot where Sarah had just been.