Detective Storr sighed. He hated his job at times like these. Another 'star' of Hollywood had gone missing. Millions of her fans and obsessers where milling outside of the tape, trying to get in, not aiding their search for the missing presumed dead Sarah Williams. It was unlikely that they'd find her alive.

She didn't leave many clues as to who had 'done it' either. She had no people that it was known had a reason to hate her, she /had/ had excessive alcohol the night before and could have wandered off, but the limousine driver had sworn he'd seen her to the door as she was swaying a bit.

Sarah Williams seemed like a good girl. No drugs, no self-mutilation and no suicide. Not even one person that could have had a good agenda for murder, unless it was an obsessed fan.

Nothing had been found in her room. Just her clothes, a few personal items, some obviously hanging over from her childhood. Nothing had been out of place. An unwashed coffee cup on the table, newspaper in the appropriate place. Just a medieval goblet with frankly ugly and frightening designs on carved into the soft metal. The traces of the liquid that had been found and tested hadn't been useful either. Unclassified it had been, nothing had matched or even been similar to it, no one had never seen anything like it.

/Just what I need/, Storr thought, /hocus pocus/. There wasn't even a sign of struggle. She had disappeared as though the Irish Fair Folk had claimed her. Apparently as a child she'd always been distant. Perhaps that had been it. Like the guy who had travelled to Scotland because of some obsessive role-playing thing. And she had never, reportedly got on well with her stepmother.

Food for thought.

With a sigh the Detective shut the door on the dusty, faded apartment.

***

Sarah woke up in bed and panicked.

That was not her ceiling. This was not her bed. It was not her room. She sat blot upright to see a smirking Goblin King. "Really Sarah, I had thought better of that from you."

What did he mean? Her confusion must have shown on her face, as he laughed outright. She felt the laughter shiver down her spine, into her most intimate parts of her body. She couldn't hide the shudder that the wondrous sound caused.

"You're mine." He stated. "And you're staying here."

Sarah had really had it. "Really."

"Yes."

"How come?" Sarah was definitely pissed off now.

"You drank of the Potion in the Cup. That's how. You are mine, forever to stay in the Underground."

"How did I manage that?" Sarah asked anyone that was listening. She frowned, remembering a little of when he had come. "You! You tricked me! You said it was for my head!"

Jareth just tsk tsked her. "You should know by now not to accept things off strangers." He grinned unpleasantly. "And it /is/ a hangover cure."

Sarah screamed and hid back under the covers. "I can't take this!" she moaned.

Jareth looked startled then amused at her reaction. He was contemplating joining her under the covers when she sat back up, wearily. "Send me back!" She still managed to put force behind her words.

"No."

"/Why?/" she demanded.

"Revenge." He saw the fear flow through her eyes, and enter her body. He could see the defeat as she realised there was no escape. He hoped he hadn't broken her too soon...

"And I was told I was childish." She muttered to herself. Louder she demanded "Don't you know by now? The bad guy always looses. You have no power over me! Now send me back!"

"Now who is going round in circles?"

"You're the one that won't send me back!"

"True. And I never will." His voice was as cold as his blazing glacier eyes. No emotion, no feeling. Just was. "You after all deserve it by your own conduct of honour."

/Your eyes can be so cruel

Just as I can be so cruel/

"What?" Sarah frowned in puzzlement. If she didn't understand, she wouldn't be able to escape.

Jareth savoured her confusion. "I shall leave you to dress, my prize."

He left, leaving her to scream futilely "I am not yours!" She would soon learn. They all did. It was not possible for the Goblin King to loose. He always gained something, and he would gain her!

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another chapter for you wonderful people to enjoy. :) I don't think I'll be doing anymore of this, unless someone gives me a wonderful idea of what to happen next *hopeful look* but I have other stories you could read... and maybe review... (Shameless self-promotion) Or you could read StarlitAngel64 fics. (Again, that was for me. If she's happy, I might get to borrow her muse :))