AN: I know this is probably the shortest chapter ever, but I stop the chapters when I think it's time to break, because it's a short chapter, I'm sending two out together. Thanks to all the reviewers acknowledgements will come with the next chapter.

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Calling

Sarah was dreaming, she was running, stairs were everywhere.

Some went up, some down, upside down stairs, horizontal stairs, they were everywhere. She'd run up one set, only to find more.

She had a stitch; it seemed to stretch, from one side of her stomach, to the other. The pain escalated until she was gasping.

Sarah woke as the pain crested; she couldn't hold back a sob.

As the pain began to subside, She took in her situation, she was lying on the floor, and sweat ran freely into her hair that was now damp. How long had she been there? What should she do? Panic setting in Sarah tried to breath deeply, 'First things first, call for a paramedic.'

Sarah got to her knees, and tried to stand, as she did so another pain caught her. It seemed to come out off nowhere, driving her back to her knees. Trying to ward off the pain Sarah leaned forward put her hands on the floor, and swayed slightly.

It didn't work, the pain was excruciating in its intensity, she felt like she was going to explode. Gulping in air, she started to panic, crying aloud. 'It's too early, not now oh god not now, not now.' The pain lessened slightly, she knew she had to get to the phone, standing up was no longer an option, she began crawling along the floor.

It was no use she couldn't move another pain was already building. Crying, Sarah knew she was in serious trouble.

'Oh god, help, I need help.' Talking aloud, helped calm her down. So she began to give herself a running commentary. 'I've got to think, I need to get to the phone, but I can't move.' She had to stop as another contraction hit. This one worse than the last.

When the pain eased a little, she was crying again, the tears almost blinding her. 'I can't do this alone.' She sobbed. 'Oh great, self pity that'll help.' Pulling herself together, she thought of what HE would think if HE could see her now.

That was it, HE, was the only one who could help now.

'Why should, he, be the only one who I can ask?' She was whining and she knew it. Trying to think of a different option, and knowing there was none. She said aloud. 'Well as Hoggle would say, what choice do I have? Here goes Jareth. Aaaggghhh' the last came as scream as another pain dug into her. As the pain crested, all her reservations fell away, and she screamed his name.