Yah! I got another one done and out. Sorry that these are starting to take at least a week to get out now. But hopefully you guys don't mind too badly.

This one would have been out sooner, but I spent the entire spring break in Dallas with my Grandmother. Which means all those plans I had to write, well they went down the drain!

Thank you to all that have been reviewing my stories! You guys are the best! The absolutely the best.

~Ravyn~

Disclaimer: I do not own the Labyrinth. I do own Linka, Derian, and Pridith!

Sarah starred at the ring on her finger and sighed. She had been awake for sometime now and knew Ton was sitting at her bedside. Knew that he thought she was the long lost Princess of his people. Knew that Linka had almost died, and that she had somehow saved her. And yet for all she knew she was still stuck in the middle.

Sarah closed her eyes and wondered how she had found herself in this situation. She had the slight feeling that it went far before she had run the Labyrinth. Before she, as Sarah, had known about Goblins and illusions. Before any of what she knew had been of any real interests. And she wondered how.

If all of this was real, if all of those stories were true, if she was mortal with Fae blood, if she had actually died because she could not bare to be parted from Jareth, then how in the world did she get stuck as she was?

How did Titinia really do what she did? And why? And if so then how come she had never met this women who had sent her. Was it so hard for her to come and say, hey you are Anika, I sent you there myself.

Somehow, though, Sarah knew that if she ever met the mother of Jareth there would be no hey involved. It would be more of a, your lucky I am looking at you. For if Jareth was arrogant, then he had to have learned it from someone.

And so Sarah layed on her bed, looking at the incredibly high walls, and she sighed. She wished that she had one shred of proof. Some small way of conforming what she had been told was absolutely correct. How could Linka risk her life for a possibility? How could Jareth love a shadow? How could Derian trust a stranger?

Sarah looked at the owl again and sighed. I wish I knew why.

The thought echoed through out her head, and it echoed throughout the ring. Sarah blinked and when she looked closer she saw something dancing in the eye of the owl. An image danced its way forward and she froze and dared not to blink.

Jareth was twirling dark haired women around in his arms. The woman's head was tilted back and her silver bell laughter trickled out. Sarah looked at the woman and froze.

It was her face starring back at her. Maybe it had a few differences but it was still her face that looked at her. Her eyes, her nose, her smile. The person with her face wrapped her arms around Jareth's neck in a hug. She reached up and kissed him on the nose.

Jareth's deep chuckle answered her. A single name fell from his lips before he kissed her upturned mouth. Anika.

Sarah blinked and it was gone.

~*~

Linka took a sip of the broth that had been delivered to her lap a few moments ago. It tasted like chicken and she smiled. She absolutely loved chicken broth. When she was a child her mother used to take time and bring it to her when she was sick. It was part of the handful of cherished moments she had from her mother.

And so with the smell and taste of chicken in her mouth and nose the found memories as a child eating her mothers chicken soup, she smiled.

" That's a happy smile from someone who almost died yesterday." Derian commented to Jareth. Jareth just shrugged and moved away and down the hall.

" He is in a great mood." Linka commented in a dry tone. Derian snorted. " I am not in a good mood. You and me have a few things to talk about."

" If you are going to lecture me about what I did then save your crap for the bog of eternal stench. I don't want to here it." Linka told him calmly as she sipped the soup slowly enjoying the taste of warm broth.

" We are going to talk about this." Derian growled as he shut the door. Linka rolled her eyes at him. Warm sunshine had filled the room and she was not in the mood to yell at him.

" I knew what I was doing. If I had died then the Dragons would have found someone new to lead. But I figured you guys would not let me die that easily. Yes, it was risky. Yes, it was more than likely stupid; and yes I am sorry that I put you guys through so much pain." Linka peeked at him through her lashes. " Have I covered it all?"

Derian stood there and fumed. He thought of a hundred thing to say, all of them scathing and cruel, but as he looked at her, her eyes dancing with laughter, he smiled back.

" I love you." He told her simply. Her eyes widened. " And you scared me to death. I really can not take you lying there like a dead man again. I think it would kill me." He told her softly. He smiled at her stunned expression and he turned and walked out of the room.

Linka sat there with an open mouth before her eyes narrowed in anger. She had waited for a couple of thousand years for him to get off his ass and tell her that, and by the bog of eternal stench she was going to have her say.

Linka shoved back the soup and climbed out of the bed. Her body shuttered under the effort but she gritted her teeth. Linka through open the door and headed for Sarah's room, praying that it was the place that Derian was headed next. And if not then Jareth was going to tell her where he was or else.

~*~

Sarah watched Jareth pass back and forth and tried to stifle a grin. It was much easier being in this room, with him, knowing that some part of her had fallen in love with him. She had decided to except the fact that she was Anika. There was too much saying that she was. But just because Anika had loved him, it did not mean that Sarah would.

Sarah giggled slightly and Jareth looked at her evenly. Sarah just smiled sweetly. When she thought about herself as Sarah or Anika she sounded like a skitso. It was rather amusing to her.

" So are you going to give me a lecture?" Sarah questioned, her voice slightly colored by laughter.

Jareth eyes her wearily. " For what?"

" I have no idea. I just figured with all that pacing you must be trying to figure out how to give a lecture." Sarah replied in a dry tone. Her laughter was just beneath the surface.

" You are in a great mood today." Jareth said in an icy tone. He hated it when people were happy and he was not.


" Well that's because I figured a few things out." Sarah told him happily. Her blue eyes danced with happiness.

" Such as?" Jareth demanded, his heart lit with hope.

" Such as for me to know and for you to find out." Sarah replied in a tart voice.

Jareth growled something low but before he could say anything the door burst open. Linka stood there in her bedclothes and growled something.

Jareth raised his brow." Why are you out of bed?" He demanded his tone like a big brother. Linka just glared at him.

" I said where is that idiot DERIAN!" Linka snapped.

" How should I know?" Jareth questioned in amusement. Linka began to curse rapidly under her breath. " Why?"

" Well the BAKA said he loved me. Then he took off. Now if I can find his ass I plan on kicking it all the way back to the Enchanted Forrest. NOW TELL ME WHERE HE IS!" Linka snarled. Ton layed his ears back and whined.

Jareth produced a crystal looked into it, spoke a few words, and then threw it at her feet. Linka yelped and then was gone. Jareth smiled a pleased smile before a pillow crashed into his head.

" What was that for?" Jareth demanded angrily.

Sarah snarled right back. " She is still sick. That transport could have hurt her, you drag queen idiot!" Sarah yelled.

Jareth raised a brow both at her comment and her knowledge. He studied her eyes for a few moments before an evil grin crossed his face. " You are starting to remember." It was a statement.

Sarah started to inch away from him as she caught the look in his eyes. He walked toward her rapidly, but he wasn't fast enough. Sarah practically dived behind Ton. The wolf layed his ears back in amusement.

" You can not hide behind Ton forever Sarah." Jareth warned, his tone honey.

" I can try." Sarah answered her voice panic itself.

Jareth grinned. " You and I will figure this out Sarah. Hide behind your mutt as long as you can, but the minute I get you alone." Jareth looked at her, meaning in his eyes, " You will be mine, again." He pulled his lips into an ironic grin. " If I have to move the stars to get you. I am not a patient man." Jareth threw down a crystal and disappeared.

Sarah looked at Ton, who looked right back at her. " So, you up to living with me? How do you feel about becoming attached to my hip?"

~*~

Linka hissed as her feet hit the ground and she stumbled. She was not used to being tossed around like an over rip tomato. It was odd.

Especially when she hit a solid wall. Or what felt what like a wall. Until it decided to breathe. And then the curses that followed were defiantly not a wall.

" LINKA! What are you doing out of bed?" Derian growled. He swung the smaller women into his arms with ease and stomped down the hall he has just come down. He growled when he felt her chuckle.

" Well if you had not been a goblin brain you would have stuck around after you said 'I love you,' and allowed me to say something back. But no, and right now you are rivaling a Goblin for intelligence." Linka snapped back.

" Oh? And what would you have said. Retard? Go away. I never want to see you again? The last time we said we loved each other you ran away and tamed the Dragons. I don't want you to have to do that again." Derian rambled trying to buy his heart time.

Linka placed her finger on his lips and smiled into his eyes gentle." I am madly, deeply, truly in love with you. Do you understand? Read my lips. I, Linka Queen of Dragons, am in love with you."

Derian closed his eyes and when he opened them she was still in his arms. He smiled softly and kissed her. Her arms wrapped around his neck in answer to his silent question.

Jareth stopped dead in his tracks when he came to the hall they were in. He smiled softly and turned on his heel. "Its about damn time."

~*~

Sarah finally managed to get the last button on her long dress. This was the one thing about the Underground she was slowly learning to hate. The long, beautiful, elegant, and hindering dresses. Instead of taking deep breaths she was forced to breathe evenly and slowly. Instead of long wide steps, they were short more lady like.

" First thing first, find Linka, find pants." Sarah muttered. The women had yet to be in one of the dresses Jareth seemed to take delight in giving her.

"He can be so irritating." Sarah muttered as she walked out of her room.

" Who can?" Came the smooth accented voice that seemed to show up whenever she was.

" You." Came her snappish reply.

Jareth raised his brow and deliberately allowed his gaze to trail down the length of her gown, slowly. He allowed a smirk to echo across his face and he smiled.

" It seems we are alone quicker than I thought we would be." Jareth purred.

Sarah looked at him nonchalance and sighed. Snapping her fingers Ton came out of the room with a yawn, displaying the long rows of sharp teeth. Jareth just smiled.

" Oh, don't worry. One of these days you are going to have to be separated." Jareth said in a soft voice, his tone amusement itself.

Leaning forward he allowed he face to rest inches from her face. " And do you really think that Ton intimidated me, little Sarah? Don't push me to far, or that wolf will be of no circumstance."

Soon all that was left was a cloud of glitter.

~*~

Morgath snarled as she stomped around the room. Her knotted hair stood out in a way that mortals associated with Medusa. Of course since she was her daughter, fondly called Gorgon, that could explain the connection.

Her youngest daughter sat next to her on the throne, her thick blond tresses falling in only slightly less messy waves to her shoulders. Her eyes were blood red and her skin splotchy with freckles.

" Mommy when do I get to marry the Goblin King?" Aisa demanded her voice winning loud enough to make the sounds of cats fighting or a dog being kicked, tolerable.

" Soon my pet. Son." Morgath hissed. The Goblin King had defied her one to many times. This was the perfect revenge. Hand over her annoying daughter and force him to deal with her winning and temper tamturns while she, Morgath, stole his magic and ruled his kingdome.

She was also willing to bring down others. If the Ring fell, then the entire Underground would be her to control. The dragons would fall, the forsests die, and then all would bend to her will.

But first and foremost she will kill Anika. Or Sarah. Or whatever name she decided to use in this lifetime. Kill her for destroying what little beauty she had. For stripping her of her power.

Morgath let out a laugh that could, and did, crack glass.

An: Thank you all again for reading my story! This chapter is a little longer than what I normally put out, but I doubt you guys are going to be complaining!