Hey check it out peeps, I like have NO life so I can continue writing all this stuff to annoy you! Plus now that my mental
block for this fic. has cleared it doesn't seem to want to stop exploding out of my poor little skull!
Thanx loaaaads to all people giving me lummy reviews, they fill me with bubbly joy! (oooh now that was eloquent dontcha
know). I'm trying to keep the plot moving and that's why things KEEP happening, but if ppl think I'm scrimping on it being
y'know, realistic (like realism works in the Labyrinth, chortle) then do let me know and I'll stop pacing it so fast.
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Sarah turned at a corner that looked just like all the others did and was confronted by a wall. Recalling that she should
at least ensure that it WAS a wall, considering nothing was as it should be here, she stepped forward and cautiously tapped
her foot along the width of it. It was indeed solid. She turned to go, paused, contemplated something, and then turned and
ran into the wall, poleaxing herself and falling to the floor. Groaning, she dragged herself upright "Well that didn't work.
I guess it really is solid." she muttered to herself, touching her nose delicately to ensure it wasn't bleeding. When she
looked up again however, there was no wall there. Rolling her eyes she looked up at the skies and raised her arms in
exasperation. "You could have done that before I ran into the damn thing!" she muttered, carrying on down the maze. She was
more than aware that Jareth could probably see everything she was doing, and that should he choose, he could come and get her.
For some reason however, he had as of yet chosen not to. Maybe he wanted her to find this woman. But somehow she doubted it.
She felt sure that this woman would prove to be a problem even for him. She lived inside this woman's head in her dreams,
she knew what she was capable of, what she would be willing to do if she was trapped. So why couldn't she find her? It was
beginning to go dark, she had been searching the whole day, first with that initial desperation and now with a sheer dogged
determination. Surely if this woman was here she would be making her presence known? Whilst she could disappear into the
shadows like a dream should she so choose, and often did, her sharp temper meant that this place would be terrible for her.
Maybe she had fallen into an Oubliette, Sarah contemplated as she turned yet another corner.
"Sarah, what are you doin'?"
Sarah turned to find Hoggle staring at her in utter surprise. "Hoggle! Where have you been, I thought I'd find you the
minute I stepped into the Labyrinth!" she cried out, hugging him instantly, ignoring the stiffness of his stature until he
pushed her away. "Sarah, you can't be here. It's dangerous." he insisted, grabbing her hand and attempting to pull her
after him, not succeeding very well when she was twice his size. "How is it any more dangerous than it was last time? I've
been through once, I know what I'm doing now." she protested, giving a little and allowing him to drag her considering he
would know the quickest way round the Labyrinth. He laughed slightly in ridicule "Not now you don't. Things have changed
Sarah, a lot of things, and the safest place for you is in the Castle..." "Why isn't it safe?" Sarah asked, grinding to a
halt and forcing Hoggle to stop also. "It's her isn't it? It's because she's in the Labyrinth that you think it's
dangerous!" Hoggle kept shaking his head the whole time. "Sarah... I know you think you're beginning to understand, but you
don't. There are so many things happening... I don't know if you'll ever understand. Maybe it would be better if you
didn't, but..."
"But I, am being selfish. Thank you Headwort, for expressing your sentiments."
Sarah span to see Jareth eyeing Hoggle coldly. Hoggle gulped and let go of her hand, backing away. "Now leave before you
say anything more that might displease me. You are not the one to explain." he continued as he stepped forward out of the
shadows, stepping close to Sarah in a possessive manner. No sooner had he finished speaking than Hoggle, with many a
mumbled apology and scrape, stumbled away. Sarah had been about to begin a torrent of insults, telling Jareth what an
arrogant bastard he was for sending Hoggle away, for thinking he could keep her locked up in that room like a doll, for
not telling her what she wanted to know immediately, when a gloved hand covered her mouth. "You won't find her. I have
been searching long enough, I would know." he said softly, his strange eyes locked intently into hers. She pushed his
hand away but he did not step back from her, continuing to stand inches away, never altering his stare. "I was an idiot for
believing you would tell me what I need to know. I feel as if I'm going mad and all you can do is talk nonsense..." A single
finger, tracing down the side of her face, made her start and back away it was so unexpected. Jareth himself looked surprised,
as though he expected better control of himself. "Come back with me to the castle. And you will know everything that you
need to know." he continued. She eyed him suspciously "No more riddles?" she asked even as he stepped closer once more,
taking her hand and pulling her towards him inexorably. "No more riddles." he repeated softly as they blurred together.
Sarah started when she found herself back in the castle, staggering and being pulled closer to Jareth for balance. Her heart
stopping abruptly at being so close to him, she tried to pull away only for his grip to tighten. "That is only one of the
journeys. If you want the truth, you must sleep." he murmured, stroking a finger across her eyelashes. Instantly a heady
languour fell over Sarah, causing her eyelids to droop and for her to become floppy and soft in Jareth's arms. "I'm afraid
to be asleep..." she mumbled as he lifted her and carried her to the bed he had prepared for her earlier. "This is a
different kind of dream. I will be there with you Sarah." he said, resting her down on the bed, controlling his desire to
lay down beside her. "You promise?" she slurred gently, eyes drifting closed. He smiled now, a bitter smile. "I promise."
As she drifted into unconsciousness he continued to smile, an unpleasant smile. Hoggle was right, he was being selfish.
There was no guarantee that anything could come of this. Nothing that would do any of them good. Sarah thought she was
going insane now? It would be nothing in comparison to how she might feel after she found out all of what he would tell her.
He was risking her sanity for the vague chance of her being his. And it was a risk he would always take. He sat at a chair
beside the bed and closed his eyes, slipping into her dreams. After all... she would have done the same...
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block for this fic. has cleared it doesn't seem to want to stop exploding out of my poor little skull!
Thanx loaaaads to all people giving me lummy reviews, they fill me with bubbly joy! (oooh now that was eloquent dontcha
know). I'm trying to keep the plot moving and that's why things KEEP happening, but if ppl think I'm scrimping on it being
y'know, realistic (like realism works in the Labyrinth, chortle) then do let me know and I'll stop pacing it so fast.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sarah turned at a corner that looked just like all the others did and was confronted by a wall. Recalling that she should
at least ensure that it WAS a wall, considering nothing was as it should be here, she stepped forward and cautiously tapped
her foot along the width of it. It was indeed solid. She turned to go, paused, contemplated something, and then turned and
ran into the wall, poleaxing herself and falling to the floor. Groaning, she dragged herself upright "Well that didn't work.
I guess it really is solid." she muttered to herself, touching her nose delicately to ensure it wasn't bleeding. When she
looked up again however, there was no wall there. Rolling her eyes she looked up at the skies and raised her arms in
exasperation. "You could have done that before I ran into the damn thing!" she muttered, carrying on down the maze. She was
more than aware that Jareth could probably see everything she was doing, and that should he choose, he could come and get her.
For some reason however, he had as of yet chosen not to. Maybe he wanted her to find this woman. But somehow she doubted it.
She felt sure that this woman would prove to be a problem even for him. She lived inside this woman's head in her dreams,
she knew what she was capable of, what she would be willing to do if she was trapped. So why couldn't she find her? It was
beginning to go dark, she had been searching the whole day, first with that initial desperation and now with a sheer dogged
determination. Surely if this woman was here she would be making her presence known? Whilst she could disappear into the
shadows like a dream should she so choose, and often did, her sharp temper meant that this place would be terrible for her.
Maybe she had fallen into an Oubliette, Sarah contemplated as she turned yet another corner.
"Sarah, what are you doin'?"
Sarah turned to find Hoggle staring at her in utter surprise. "Hoggle! Where have you been, I thought I'd find you the
minute I stepped into the Labyrinth!" she cried out, hugging him instantly, ignoring the stiffness of his stature until he
pushed her away. "Sarah, you can't be here. It's dangerous." he insisted, grabbing her hand and attempting to pull her
after him, not succeeding very well when she was twice his size. "How is it any more dangerous than it was last time? I've
been through once, I know what I'm doing now." she protested, giving a little and allowing him to drag her considering he
would know the quickest way round the Labyrinth. He laughed slightly in ridicule "Not now you don't. Things have changed
Sarah, a lot of things, and the safest place for you is in the Castle..." "Why isn't it safe?" Sarah asked, grinding to a
halt and forcing Hoggle to stop also. "It's her isn't it? It's because she's in the Labyrinth that you think it's
dangerous!" Hoggle kept shaking his head the whole time. "Sarah... I know you think you're beginning to understand, but you
don't. There are so many things happening... I don't know if you'll ever understand. Maybe it would be better if you
didn't, but..."
"But I, am being selfish. Thank you Headwort, for expressing your sentiments."
Sarah span to see Jareth eyeing Hoggle coldly. Hoggle gulped and let go of her hand, backing away. "Now leave before you
say anything more that might displease me. You are not the one to explain." he continued as he stepped forward out of the
shadows, stepping close to Sarah in a possessive manner. No sooner had he finished speaking than Hoggle, with many a
mumbled apology and scrape, stumbled away. Sarah had been about to begin a torrent of insults, telling Jareth what an
arrogant bastard he was for sending Hoggle away, for thinking he could keep her locked up in that room like a doll, for
not telling her what she wanted to know immediately, when a gloved hand covered her mouth. "You won't find her. I have
been searching long enough, I would know." he said softly, his strange eyes locked intently into hers. She pushed his
hand away but he did not step back from her, continuing to stand inches away, never altering his stare. "I was an idiot for
believing you would tell me what I need to know. I feel as if I'm going mad and all you can do is talk nonsense..." A single
finger, tracing down the side of her face, made her start and back away it was so unexpected. Jareth himself looked surprised,
as though he expected better control of himself. "Come back with me to the castle. And you will know everything that you
need to know." he continued. She eyed him suspciously "No more riddles?" she asked even as he stepped closer once more,
taking her hand and pulling her towards him inexorably. "No more riddles." he repeated softly as they blurred together.
Sarah started when she found herself back in the castle, staggering and being pulled closer to Jareth for balance. Her heart
stopping abruptly at being so close to him, she tried to pull away only for his grip to tighten. "That is only one of the
journeys. If you want the truth, you must sleep." he murmured, stroking a finger across her eyelashes. Instantly a heady
languour fell over Sarah, causing her eyelids to droop and for her to become floppy and soft in Jareth's arms. "I'm afraid
to be asleep..." she mumbled as he lifted her and carried her to the bed he had prepared for her earlier. "This is a
different kind of dream. I will be there with you Sarah." he said, resting her down on the bed, controlling his desire to
lay down beside her. "You promise?" she slurred gently, eyes drifting closed. He smiled now, a bitter smile. "I promise."
As she drifted into unconsciousness he continued to smile, an unpleasant smile. Hoggle was right, he was being selfish.
There was no guarantee that anything could come of this. Nothing that would do any of them good. Sarah thought she was
going insane now? It would be nothing in comparison to how she might feel after she found out all of what he would tell her.
He was risking her sanity for the vague chance of her being his. And it was a risk he would always take. He sat at a chair
beside the bed and closed his eyes, slipping into her dreams. After all... she would have done the same...
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