It was that dream again. The one where Jareth kept calling her name softly, seductively. The dream where he whispered his desires to her and pledging his unending love. They would end up sharing a life of happiness and magic. They were immortal in this scenario. Sarah had gotten her dreams.
"Sarah, this is not a time to sleep. We have to stop Caleb." Jareth sounded angry
and Sarah's dark shook.
"Lay off Augie, go bug Lee." She muttered.
"I am not this Augie and Caleb had Lee."
That woke Sarah up. She sat up and shrieked at the sight of Jareth sitting beside on the bed in the.. Castle? What? The bed was king size with fine cotton sheets of deep, dark red. There was a large fireplace on the wall opposite the bed, illuminating the darkened room. A large oak Grandfather clock stood to it's left and to the left of that was a huge door made out of steel reinforced cherry. The left wall was lined with three doors, one partially open to a modern bathroom. The right wall was partially covered with a bookcase, and to it's right was another door, open completely to what looked like an office of some sort. On the wall the bed was against were two windows, framing the bed, but dark blue drapes were pulled to keep the light out. 'Why do I feel like I'm in is room?'
"Oh, crap. This isn't happening." Sarah got up quickly, scrambling away from him as fast as she could. "Send me back."
When Jareth didn't say anything Sarah became frantic.
"Why am I here?" She demanded.
"Do you remember what happened yesterday?" Jareth asked calmly, not surprised at her temporary memory loss. That was the expected side effect when a mortal was brought Underground against their will. She was actually lucky, most died within 24 hours of the crossover. Human blood was too weak and unstable to handle the cross… unless they were no longer human. 'She's beginning to change, her blood is becoming Fae. That's why she was able to survive the trip. Caleb must have used some spell since Lee is still alive.'
"Lee and I were fixing to start a case on a … Caleb Macabrey…" Sarah trailed off. "Where's Lee? We have to find him."
Jareth jumped up and grabbed Sarah by her biceps, effectively stalling her rant that he knew was coming. "We still have twelve hours to find a way to stop Caleb."
"Sorry." She sighed and sagged against him. Lee must be someone important to
his beloved for her to be acting this way, but he didn't press the issue further, not wanting to pry. He wanted her to confide in him of her own will. Jareth knew Sarah would, given time. Right now her focus was on saving her best friend. He felt a bolt of electricity shoot through him as he supported her fragile body. He shouldn't be doing this, not now.
"Sarah." Jareth knew he was about to get his head bit off. "You're and agent, so please try and act like one!"
"Excuse me?" Sarah gasped pulling away from Jareth's safe embrace, shocked at his words. What happened to the man that confessed his love just a few minutes ago? Or was it hours? "What did you say?"
"I said what I did to snap you out of your little pity party." Jareth snapped back. Sarah winced at the frigid tone in his voice. "Now, we have to stop Caleb and save Lee. Otherwise you'll be a slave and I'll be dead."
"This is your world, not mine." She retaliated in fear and helplessness. "I can handle KGB, the mob, hell, Fidel Castro and Sadam Hussein. But magic? I have no idea!" Sarah felt her anger building up again. She was right and she knew he knew it too.
"Trust the magic and it will do what you wish, granted you'll still need to be trained but.."
"Wait. I have magic?" Sarah interrupted. 'No way!' She felt her mind spinning wildly as she realized that she really had magic.
"Always. Ever since you touched the book." Jareth replied.
At that Sarah's mind began working overtime, all sorts of ideas forming. Perhaps she did have a way to stop Caleb. 'If only it were real!'
Jareth saw Sarah's sudden attitude change and was curious to know her thoughts. He could practically see the wheels in her head turning. 'By the Gods, but she's beautiful when she gets that thoughtful look.' Her head was tilted to the side slightly, almost like a kitten. Her dark eyes began to glow with some inner light, and light up her entire face. Her pouty and kissable lips thinned slightly in concentration. It took all of his willpower to not kiss her right then and there.
"Sarah?" He began carefully, not wanting to disturb her thinking.
"How old are you?" She asked instead.
"I don't see how that can possible have anything to do with defeating Caleb." Jareth said stiffly. He didn't want to admit that he was eons old.
"Fine. Were you alive at the time of King Arthur?" Sarah was looking at him intently.
"Y-yes. Merlin was-is-was my teacher and friend." He answered.
"Why the indecision? Isn't he dead?" She questioned.
"Yes and no." Jareth tried to explain. "His body has long been gone, but his essence remains. It's housed in an amethyst in the middle of Purity Lake. Why?" Why was she asking about Merlin? Wasn't he just some legend in her world, nothing but smoke and mirrors?
"I think I may know a way to stop Caleb, but I need to speak to Merlin." Sarah came closer, her expression changing, becoming something dangerous for the both of them. "Can you take me?"
Jareth was crumbling under the burning look in his darling's eyes. 'Don't ask me, please!' Sarah took his hands in hers and he gulped.
'Come on Jareth, cave. I need Merlin to help me.' Sarah put on her most pleading, seductive look. The Goblin King visibly wavered in surrender.
"Please Jareth? If I'm to become Queen I need to know I can trust you." She pressed with a pout.
"Fine." He sighed. "But don't complain to me if you don't get what you want."
Before Sarah could register she felt magic bloom around her and found herself face to face with an amethyst the size of a beach ball. It was a rich deep purple color, light bouncing off it's polished surface in sparkling rainbows. She was speechless before it's beauty, afraid to disturb it's tranquillity.
"Eldest?" Jareth asked from behind and slightly beside her.
"Ah, so this is Sarah." A white haired face appeared in the gem. His gray eyes spoke of centuries of living, knowledge beyond imagining but there was a weariness as well. The clear eyes seemed to see right through her, as if he were seeing something inside her that even she couldn't. Merlin was the grandfatherly looking type, but Sarah would never be one to tell him that. She found the strength to speak.
"Forgive me, Old One, but I seek Excaliber." Sarah dipped her head respectfully, hesitant and afraid. Behind her Sarah heard Jareth make a strange noise like a strangled gasp. She knew she was asking for something that was deadly and supposedly only a myth, but she had no choice. 'Oh please grant my request. I don't seek the weapon for myself, but for a man who is like a brother to me. A twin who is also like a brother to Toby.'
"Sarah, this is not a time to sleep. We have to stop Caleb." Jareth sounded angry
and Sarah's dark shook.
"Lay off Augie, go bug Lee." She muttered.
"I am not this Augie and Caleb had Lee."
That woke Sarah up. She sat up and shrieked at the sight of Jareth sitting beside on the bed in the.. Castle? What? The bed was king size with fine cotton sheets of deep, dark red. There was a large fireplace on the wall opposite the bed, illuminating the darkened room. A large oak Grandfather clock stood to it's left and to the left of that was a huge door made out of steel reinforced cherry. The left wall was lined with three doors, one partially open to a modern bathroom. The right wall was partially covered with a bookcase, and to it's right was another door, open completely to what looked like an office of some sort. On the wall the bed was against were two windows, framing the bed, but dark blue drapes were pulled to keep the light out. 'Why do I feel like I'm in is room?'
"Oh, crap. This isn't happening." Sarah got up quickly, scrambling away from him as fast as she could. "Send me back."
When Jareth didn't say anything Sarah became frantic.
"Why am I here?" She demanded.
"Do you remember what happened yesterday?" Jareth asked calmly, not surprised at her temporary memory loss. That was the expected side effect when a mortal was brought Underground against their will. She was actually lucky, most died within 24 hours of the crossover. Human blood was too weak and unstable to handle the cross… unless they were no longer human. 'She's beginning to change, her blood is becoming Fae. That's why she was able to survive the trip. Caleb must have used some spell since Lee is still alive.'
"Lee and I were fixing to start a case on a … Caleb Macabrey…" Sarah trailed off. "Where's Lee? We have to find him."
Jareth jumped up and grabbed Sarah by her biceps, effectively stalling her rant that he knew was coming. "We still have twelve hours to find a way to stop Caleb."
"Sorry." She sighed and sagged against him. Lee must be someone important to
his beloved for her to be acting this way, but he didn't press the issue further, not wanting to pry. He wanted her to confide in him of her own will. Jareth knew Sarah would, given time. Right now her focus was on saving her best friend. He felt a bolt of electricity shoot through him as he supported her fragile body. He shouldn't be doing this, not now.
"Sarah." Jareth knew he was about to get his head bit off. "You're and agent, so please try and act like one!"
"Excuse me?" Sarah gasped pulling away from Jareth's safe embrace, shocked at his words. What happened to the man that confessed his love just a few minutes ago? Or was it hours? "What did you say?"
"I said what I did to snap you out of your little pity party." Jareth snapped back. Sarah winced at the frigid tone in his voice. "Now, we have to stop Caleb and save Lee. Otherwise you'll be a slave and I'll be dead."
"This is your world, not mine." She retaliated in fear and helplessness. "I can handle KGB, the mob, hell, Fidel Castro and Sadam Hussein. But magic? I have no idea!" Sarah felt her anger building up again. She was right and she knew he knew it too.
"Trust the magic and it will do what you wish, granted you'll still need to be trained but.."
"Wait. I have magic?" Sarah interrupted. 'No way!' She felt her mind spinning wildly as she realized that she really had magic.
"Always. Ever since you touched the book." Jareth replied.
At that Sarah's mind began working overtime, all sorts of ideas forming. Perhaps she did have a way to stop Caleb. 'If only it were real!'
Jareth saw Sarah's sudden attitude change and was curious to know her thoughts. He could practically see the wheels in her head turning. 'By the Gods, but she's beautiful when she gets that thoughtful look.' Her head was tilted to the side slightly, almost like a kitten. Her dark eyes began to glow with some inner light, and light up her entire face. Her pouty and kissable lips thinned slightly in concentration. It took all of his willpower to not kiss her right then and there.
"Sarah?" He began carefully, not wanting to disturb her thinking.
"How old are you?" She asked instead.
"I don't see how that can possible have anything to do with defeating Caleb." Jareth said stiffly. He didn't want to admit that he was eons old.
"Fine. Were you alive at the time of King Arthur?" Sarah was looking at him intently.
"Y-yes. Merlin was-is-was my teacher and friend." He answered.
"Why the indecision? Isn't he dead?" She questioned.
"Yes and no." Jareth tried to explain. "His body has long been gone, but his essence remains. It's housed in an amethyst in the middle of Purity Lake. Why?" Why was she asking about Merlin? Wasn't he just some legend in her world, nothing but smoke and mirrors?
"I think I may know a way to stop Caleb, but I need to speak to Merlin." Sarah came closer, her expression changing, becoming something dangerous for the both of them. "Can you take me?"
Jareth was crumbling under the burning look in his darling's eyes. 'Don't ask me, please!' Sarah took his hands in hers and he gulped.
'Come on Jareth, cave. I need Merlin to help me.' Sarah put on her most pleading, seductive look. The Goblin King visibly wavered in surrender.
"Please Jareth? If I'm to become Queen I need to know I can trust you." She pressed with a pout.
"Fine." He sighed. "But don't complain to me if you don't get what you want."
Before Sarah could register she felt magic bloom around her and found herself face to face with an amethyst the size of a beach ball. It was a rich deep purple color, light bouncing off it's polished surface in sparkling rainbows. She was speechless before it's beauty, afraid to disturb it's tranquillity.
"Eldest?" Jareth asked from behind and slightly beside her.
"Ah, so this is Sarah." A white haired face appeared in the gem. His gray eyes spoke of centuries of living, knowledge beyond imagining but there was a weariness as well. The clear eyes seemed to see right through her, as if he were seeing something inside her that even she couldn't. Merlin was the grandfatherly looking type, but Sarah would never be one to tell him that. She found the strength to speak.
"Forgive me, Old One, but I seek Excaliber." Sarah dipped her head respectfully, hesitant and afraid. Behind her Sarah heard Jareth make a strange noise like a strangled gasp. She knew she was asking for something that was deadly and supposedly only a myth, but she had no choice. 'Oh please grant my request. I don't seek the weapon for myself, but for a man who is like a brother to me. A twin who is also like a brother to Toby.'