Disclaimer: as usual you all know what I'm going to say – not mine blah, blah, blah

"I'm going home," Sarah whispered when she awoke.  "I'm going home now!"

 The room was still dark, but there was light enough for her to see her way to the door and out of it.  The castle corridors were flooded with light from the numerous candles that adorned the walls and chandeliers.  Sarah worked her way through the castle, screaming Tarrick's name, not at all afraid of walking him up.

Sanding outside of the door to his bedchamber Sarah banged loudly on the door, scream abuse through the thick oak door.  Finally a very tired looking Tarrick threw the door open.

A smile plastered on his face he said nothing, just moved aside and beckoned for Sarah to enter.  Glaring at him, she walked into the room, head held high.

"What can I do for you?" he asked as he rubbed at his eyes in an attempt to wake himself up.  "Or, this being my bed chamber, what can you do for me?"  Tarrick pointed to the bed.  "Shall we?"

"Hell no!  Send me home!"

"Sarah, you are like a broken record, I'm not sending you anywhere."

"Really?"  It was Sarah's turn to smile.

"Really!"

"Well, I'm gonna have to disagree with that, considering you are a jealous, murdering, bastard.  You see, I had a talk with the 'real' goblin king…"

Tarrick began to laugh.  "Jareth is dead so I don't see how that is possible."

"It is quite possible, when I discovered that I had a power greater than yours."

"You? You have power?  The only power that you have is to whinge and whine.  THAT is the only power that you hold."

"I hold the power that you killed Jareth for.  All you got was the basics."

"You're lying.  My power was strong enough to bring you back to the Labyrinth…" 

Sarah began to laugh, cutting him off in the process.  It all made sense, everything now fell into place.  It was the power that SHE had that had gotten her to and out of the Labyrinth, not the Labyrinth's power pulling her in and letting her go, everything that had happened with Jareth and Tarrick she could have controlled, and would control as of now. 

"Why are you laughing?"  He was both shocked and annoyed.

"Because, I don't have to ask for you to let me go home, I have to tell you that I am going home."

"You have told me already…more that once that you were going, but if you want to have another go don't let me stop you.  Tell me and let's see what happens!"

Summoning up every once of power that she could, Sarah stared him in the eye.

"I am going home Tarrick and you have no powers strong enough to stop me."

It was his turn to laugh, but he was cut short.  The walls and furniture around them began to crumble and turn to dust.  The floor beneath their feet shook and creaked…Tarrick's palace was falling down.  Grabbing Sarah by the shoulders he shook her more violently than the floor was.  "Make it stop!"

"You make it stop, if you are so powerful."

But he was helpless, letting her go he ran shakily through the corridors trying to find his way out, but the roof was collapsing about him.  He ran and ran until he found himself in a tight, fully enclosed space that had only an arms length of space.  Anger flushed his face as he yelled to the ceiling that was quickly crashing down on him.  With a final yell, Tarrick was no more.

Sarah still stood in Tarrick's room, her eyes closed.  Focusing on her home, the sounds of the crashing bricks was blocked, all energy placed in her concentration.

When she opened her eyes Sarah stood by the window in HER room, she was home.

"Sarah?"

Staring out of the window she saw her family playing in the garden.

"Come on down!"

"I'm coming!"  With a smile on her face she ran down to meet them.  Finally, she was home and she wouldn't be leaving again any time soon.