Labyrinth and all that is connected to it belongs to someone other than me!!! I.E. a certain creative man that I'll forever be indebted to – his initials are J.H.

The quotes from Romeo and Juliet are obviously William Shakespeare's.

Though the characters of Sally Jendson, Morgan Seliecourt, and other characters not appearing or named in the movie are of my creation.

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Wishes and Dreams of Love

Chapter Three: The Villain Appears

Sara wasn't surprised in the least when Ms. Seliecourt turned back everyone's papers the next day. It took all she had to hold back her chuckles as their 'teacher' gave them leave to turn the period into a study hall.

"So Sarah, what are you going to do after graduation?" Sally's chipper voice pulled Sarah out of her daydreams about a certain blonde King.

"I got invited to vacation off at a friend's house. I haven't seen him or my friends there in a long time, so I'll be there for awhile."

Sally gawked in a stunned silence. "When was I going to be told? A. Who is this friend? B. Where are you going? C. Can I come? D. Does this friend have a brother, cousin, uncle, friend that I can get to know?"

Sarah barely held back her laughter. "I wasn't going to tell you because of the fact that you are heading to the Riviera for the summer. A. His name is Jareth. B. We are going to his place, and where is none of your business. C. No, you may not tag along. D. No one for you to try roping in."

"You are so mean! And I'll bet that this Jareth is a major hottie." Sally's pout face made Sarah want to bust out laughing all the more.

"Yes, Jareth is a complete and utter triple major hottie. However there is one thing about him that takes him off of the free and open list."

Sally's brows knitted in confusion. "What would that be?"

"Me. He is mine!"

Sarah's declaration widened Sally's eyes in shock. "Yours Sarah? So where's the ring?"

Without thinking, Sarah glanced at her left hand and rubbed its ring finger from beneath with her thumb. A soft grin grew over her face, as she contemplated in silence. "It will come in time. For now we need to rebuild our relationship. And that is why you will not be accompanying us home."

"Hello? Earth to Sarah! You aren't even sounding like yourself. And since when is his place 'home' to you?" Sally winked with the dirtiest grin on her face.

"It has felt like that for a long time now."

Sally poked Sarah's arm, "now when are you going to tell me just where you got that gorgeous charm?"

"From Jareth … last night."

Sarah chuckled as Sally giggled. "Girl that is as good as a ring! He has to be head over heals with you!"

Sarah silently thought about that for a moment. Why else would Jareth have done so much for her? He helped her baby-sit Toby the previous night, kidnapped the kid when she asked at fourteen, gave her the adventure of a lifetime, and placed her under his protection. This made Sarah ripple with delight.

"I know that I've fallen for him. I can only hope that he feels the same back."

Looking up Sarah saw a knowing smile on Ms. Seliecourt's face. It seemed that Queen Morgan knew exactly what Sarah and Sally were talking about. That idea didn't surprise Sarah at the least, she knew that one should never taking things for granted because not everything is what it seems.

^ Worry not, Sarah. All good things shall come to those who wait with hope of what their future doth hold. I hope that you enjoyed your evening with Jareth last night. ^

Sarah could feel that the voice in her mind was Morgan's. ^ Yes. If you had told me after that night I defeated Jareth and his Labyrinth that I would feel like this towards the Goblin King, I would have though you were utterly insane and would have said so to your face. But, I love him so much. I so hope that he feels the same towards me. ^

^ Given last night, what do you think his feelings towards you are? ^

^ Let's see, he teased me into calling him back into my life. Helped me with Toby – who absolutely adores Jareth mind you. Offered me a vacation in a world I barely got to see all of those years ago. He and my friends are going to be at the graduation on Saturday. He's not the same King I left behind so long ago. I saw a side of him that I never thought existed. He obviously feels something for me, and even if it is only friendship I am so happy that I have him back. ^ Sarah could feel the tears building in her eyes.

Looking around, Sarah saw that the world seemingly stopped around her and Morgan. The latter lady smiled, "I could see that you were about to break down, and I doubt that any of the others would understand it. Perhaps a little time with Jareth would help you both would settle the nerves that each of you are feeling. Here look."

Sarah watched as Morgan wiped an area of the chalkboard with an eraser, creating a magical window in the black surface. Through that window Sarah smiled as an image of Jareth came into view.

He was pacing back and forth in his throne room, wringing his hands in agitation. The room was clean and Sarah couldn't see any goblins hanging about. Had he changed that for her?

Before Sarah could utter a word, Morgan called out in a booming voice. "Jareth … King of the Goblin Kingdom, ruler of the Labyrinth, and appointed champion for the mortal Sarah Williams … I, Queen Morgan le Fae of the Isle Avalon, do summon thee to my presence."

Jareth instantly felt the summons, and disappeared from the throne room. With a snap of her fingers, Morgan rid the incriminating window just as Jareth appeared in a shower of glitter and a soft billowing wind. "Why have you summoned me now, Morgan? I have many things to prepare for Sarah's visit … Sarah?"

Only then did the startled King notice that the lady he was preparing to welcome was in the same room. Sarah smiled as she rushed into Jareth's open arms seemingly without a second thought. For several heartbeats the pair were as if they were alone in that place. Sarah purred with a satisfied smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck, chuckling as she felt his arms pull her body tight to his own. Both deeply inhaled each other's scents as they simply enjoyed the moment.

"Now the two of you have one hour and a half to visit. Rule one: nothing will happen that would embarrass either of you if I or another member of the court would decide to pop in. Rule two: Sarah will be going back to the Underground, but not today. You two may go wherever you wish, so long as you get your Lady back here in the time limit I have set – not a minute longer, Jareth."

Sarah and Jareth both grinned at Morgan. Hugging Sarah tight for a moment, Jareth chuckled. "I hold Sarah in far too high regard to ever bring shame to her character, Morgan. Thank you for this time, my old friend. I was going to drive myself insane waiting for Saturday to arrive."

"Go have fun you two."

Before the Lady and Queen of Avalon could change her mind, Jareth moved himself and Sarah to just outside the school's main doors.

"Now my lady Sarah, where would you love to visit in this realm of yours? Name any place you have ever dreamed of seeing, and I shall take you there."

Sarah smiled as she allowed his words to filter through her happiness. She no longer questioned his feelings for her. Her words that long ago night when she wished away Toby had been true. 'But what no one knew was that the King of the Goblins had fallen in love with the girl'.  Sarah wondered if the rest of her ad lib story was real. '… and he had given her certain powers'.

Jareth chuckled as he lowered his lips to her ear. "If I were tell you now it would take away all of the joy I would get from your shocked expression later on. Now my sweet lady, where shall we visit?"

"There are so many places that I have dreamed of seeing with you." Sarah blushed at how it had all tumbled out. She couldn't help how she felt, now that she knew for certain that her beloved King loved her too.

"Then let us see as many as our time limit will allow. Say the words, my Sarah."

Turning so that Jareth had a firm hold of her midsection from behind, Sarah closed her eyes and relaxed into his possessive hold on her. With a strong and clear voice full of love and pride of who's arms she was wrapped in. "I wish that Jareth and I were looking over Paris from the top level of the Eiffel Tower!"

A wind blew all around the couple as she laughed in her sweet happiness. She felt safe, and knew that the one male she adored was with her.

Opening her eyes, Sarah gasped in startled surprise. Around her the city of lovers spread before her and her love. The sun was set and night had claimed the city. Looking up Sarah giggled as she saw stars twinkling above her. The sound was music to Jareth's ears as he softly kissed her hair.

"This is better than I ever dreamt, Jareth! Would you dance with me for a few minutes?"

The grin on his face began to glow in his eyes at this request, at the memory of a dream they had shared only nights before. A dream he would make come true for them both. "If I can choose the place, my sweet lady."

This unnerved Sarah for a moment, remembering the second rule that Queen Morgan had placed on their 'date'. Sarah brushed any thought of Jareth taking her to the Underground with a smile. He would not risk the rest of their all too short time anymore than she would. "Then where shall we dance my King and my Champion?"

Once again the wind picked up as Sarah wrapped her arms around her love's chest with a sweet smile on their faces.

"Wait before you open your eyes, Sarah. I want you to be surprised when you see this place." Jareth cooed as he cast his magic around her body to produce the gown she had worn in the ballroom of her dreams, and then changed his clothes to fit that image of him that she held highly in her memory – the same outfit he had worn to that ball in her dream crystal. "Alright, now."

Sarah gasped as she looked out into a theater she had never seen except in her books and dreams. Spinning around, a tear of happiness fell down her cheek seeing him in that outfit she had always adored him in. Then she felt under her fingers that her outfit had changed too – the gown she had worn in that long ago masquerade ball. "Oh Jareth! This is too perfect! How could you know about this dream of mine?"

"Morgan has interceded for us many a time, my beloved. This is one of many dreams that we have shared on many a night. Does that bother you, my love?"

Sarah ran back into his arms with a small laugh in her throat. "No. I can't believe we are in the Royal Opera House in Paris!"

"Shall we dance, my sweet Sarah?"

Sarah simply nodded, wondering what song would wrap around them. Would it be the same as that last dance they had shared before she stupidly shattered the crystal they had been in?

Jareth's deep and hauntingly beautiful voice began whispering into her ear so softly that she almost missed it. Seeing the half mask covering part of his beautiful, she saw just what her love was doing, he was making their shared dream come true – she was Christine Daae to his Phantom! Sarah echoed her happiness. Their voices slowly built up until they echoed through the empty stage and theater. Jareth led his love all around in their secret fantasy – through the 'Music of the Night'.

Jareth: Night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation … Darkness stirs and wakes imagination . . .

Sarah: Silently the senses abandon their defenses . . .

J: Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor . . .

S: Grasp it, sense it - tremulous and tender . . .

J: Turn your face away from the garish light of day, turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light


Both: and listen to the music of the night . . .

J: Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!


S: Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before!

J: Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar!


B: And we'll live as we've never lived before . . .

J: Softly, deftly, music shall caress you . . . Feel it, hear it, secretly possess you. . .


S: Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,


B: in this darkness which we know we cannot fight - the darkness of the music of the night . . .

J: Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world!


S: Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!


J: Let your soul take you where you long to be!


B: Only then can you belong to me . . .

S: Floating, falling, sweet intoxication!

J: Touch me, trust me savor each sensation!

B: Let the dream begin,


J: let your darker side give in to the power of the music that I write -

S: the power of the music of the night . . .


J: You alone can make my song take flight -

B: help me make the music of the night . . .

With that Sarah was tight against Jareth's chest, smiling as she brushed the mask from his face – that sometimes cold, but beautiful face. She loved the smooth marble that was chiseled into the most handsome vision of a man she had ever envisioned in her life. Now he wore a rare sight for him, one of complete satisfaction – his whole world was Sarah and all he needed was her happiness.

"Thank you my King. I never dared to hope that we would ever be here. How much time do we have left, my champion?" Sarah laid her head on his shoulder as she spoke.

Jareth waved his hand showing that familiar thirteen-hour clock. Its sword hands showed that only ten minutes of their allotted time had passed, which brought a sweet giggle from Sarah's throat. "We still have eighty minutes! Oh Jareth, I can't believe it!"

"Now where in your Aboveground would you like to show me next, my Sarah?"

Sarah softly kissed Jareth as she moved out of his arms to give the stage one last twirl of her presence for the day while she thought about all of the dreams and daydreams she had put herself and this King through.

"How about London? I'll show you where the world renowned Shakespeare produced his plays."

Jareth chuckled as Sarah launched herself into his arms in her joy. "If you would be my Juliet … I believe that is the name he chose."

"I would love it, my sweet Romeo."

The wind pulled them to the Globe Theater in London. Sarah giggled as she rushed to the stage. After all his love had been through, Jareth was intent on making her blissfully happy for as long as he could hold her in his arms. She would forever be his love, and now his life as well.

"But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were!" Jareth called out the second Sarah made it to the stage, remembering of how that line had fit him so well the last time they had been together – when she was rushing through his Labyrinth to save her brother.

"Ay me!" Sarah couldn't help but chuckle. This made her all the happier. She was beginning to see all of her sweetest dreams coming true, and without the use of a crystal. What would sweet Romeo be without his Juliet?

Jareth slowly made his way up the stairs to the stage. It reminded Sarah of that last meeting within the shattered Escher room. "O, speak again, bright angel! For thou art as glorious to this night, being o'er my head as is a winged messenger of heaven unto the white-upturned wondering eyes of mortals that fall back to gaze on him when he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds and sails upon the bosom of the air."

"O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet." Sarah felt like the luckiest woman in the entire Aboveground and Underground combined! To have the Goblin King swooning her in the form of all her sweetest dreams!

Jareth grinned as he took Sarah into his arms once again. "Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?"

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." Sarah could feel her heart racing with each word. She loved him and was completely his forever. She wrapped her arms gently around his neck; she was full of love and hope. She smiled as she brushed her lips against his. He carefully kissed her forehead.

"I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized …" Jareth wasn't able to finish the line. Clapping echoed in the theater's highest seats.

A red haired man with icy pale skin that made Sarah gasp sat on one of the railing, planning with his leather gloves as if he was pretending to be the cold and cruel Goblin King that had frightened Sarah years before. This sham King was dressed in dark blood red outfit that reminded Sarah of the one her Jareth had been wearing when she had first met him in her parent's bedroom after she wished Toby away.

"Well Jareth, I knew you to be quiet the actor. Still to play about with a piece of mortal trash isn't quite your style. If I weren't sure, I would actually think you have some feelings for the human scrap. So, who is this little traipse?"

Sarah felt more than she heard Jareth growl. She just wanted to find a place to hide, knowing that the heat of her embarrassment was evidently showing on her cheeks by then. But before she could say a word, Jareth took up his position as her champion.

"Silence, Conal! You will not dishonor my lady without risking your worthless life!"

Sarah was afraid that things were going to quickly escalate to a dangerous point, and she wanted as far from this Conal as she could get – that is with Jareth at her side. Her voice barely came out above a whisper. "Jareth, we have little time and I think that it has decidedly gotten too crowded in this place. Can we please leave now?"

Conal chuckled before mimicking Sarah's shaken words. "Can we please leave now? Come now Jareth, the mighty Goblin King being ordered around by mortal garbage – oh how thou hath fallen … old friend!"

If it weren't for Sarah's tell tale frightened voice, Jareth would have taught the wanna-be ruler a lesson. But, his Sarah would ever come first. "We have never been friends, nor shall we ever! There will be another time to deal with you Conal. Let us go now, Sarah."

"Oh, so this is the victor over the Labyrinth? Lady Sarah who knocked the mighty Goblin King off of his throne? If it weren't for your keeping the fantasy alive by telling your tale to any and all, the Goblins would have a stronger ruler over them. I have been looking forward to meeting you my sweet lady. Mayhap you would come along with me to see the Underground from the point of view of a Fae that has not sulked in a filthy castle with scatterbrained subjects for over six centuries."

Sarah found that fire that had helped her beat Jareth at those smug words. "I wouldn't be seen with you Underground even if it meant my life! And the goblins have a stronger and defiantly wiser ruler than you could ever hope to be. And yes, I did read through that flimsy veiled 'it should have been mine not his' cry. Now if you will excuse us, I think there is a turtle race I'd rather focus on than wasting time listening to you."

Jareth smirked as Conal glared murderously at the couple. "She'll be mine, Goblin King! Mark my words, the human whore will belong to me!"

"You couldn't hope for a woman of my Sarah's caliber to give you a second hateful glare, Conal. Oh, and Sarah is my Lady – do remember that and stay away from her." And with that he took Sarah out of the theater and out of London.

When Sarah opened her eyes, they were standing in her bedroom. One would think she'd be worried for her virtue, but Sarah knew without question that Jareth held her in a higher regard than that. "Jareth, do I have to worry about that Conal?"

"Not when I get through. Sit down for a moment, and let me call for Morgan as well as a few others of the Seelie court." Jareth closed his eyes as Sarah did as she was told.

Once he was smiling on her again, Sarah felt better for it. "Jareth, did you really lose your throne because of me? If I had only known that then."

"Sarah, you had no way of knowing that all those years ago. And even if you had, it wouldn't have matter then. You were only focused on rescuing Toby. When you began telling the story, I felt my strength return to me with a force. As you repeated it again and again it empowered me all the more, my Sarah. I have never been this strong and it is all thanks to you, my dear lady and love." Jareth sat next to her on the bed and played with a lock of her dark Brown hair.

Sarah smiled as her King obviously began piecing together the truth. "I have a surprise for you Jareth. Close your eyes."

Curious, he did as she asked. In his heart Jareth knew that he would never be able to deny her anything. This mortal held him forever by his heart.

"Alright. Now you can look."

In his lap was a stack of papers. The first page read:

The Labyrinth

By: Sarah Williams

And on the page with the dedication was this.

To a former coward, a knight, and a loveable beast – all of who made this story all the more interesting.

But, most of all to the King who made this story happen.

All of you have made me all the better for it, and I love you all.

Jareth was stunned at what this meant. "Sarah. You wrote out our story? All of it? And the dedication … you love me?"

Sarah snuggled against her handsome King's shoulder. "Back when I wrote this out, it was a kind of friendship love. Jareth, I'm not sure how you will take this. My love towards you has changed over the past few years."

"Oh Sarah. I hope it is a positive change."

Sarah turned around to look into his beautiful mismatched eyes. "In my heart it is. I have fallen in love with you Jareth. The romantic kind of love."

"As I have loved you for a very long time now, Sarah. Do you remember in the park, when an owl would watch you practice your lines?"

"It was you? You were watching me even then?" Sarah wasn't sure whether to be angry, taken aback, or happy about that. Then the realization hit her hard. "You watched me practice the lines that nearly ended you and your reign. At the end, did you know that I would remember that horrid line?"

Jareth swallowed and closed his eyes as she got up from the bed and leaned against her vanity to look down on his face. He knew that she was not going to like his answer at all, but he would not lie to her – not after remaining truthful to her all this time. "I helped you remember the line. I gave you the first two words … the rest came back to you on your own."

"I can't believe you! You helped me nearly destroy you? Why Jareth? Why did you do that?" Sarah gasped a few times at the shock of his confession. "Didn't you think I could win on my own?"

Jareth's eyes flew open at the thought of Sarah believing he would hold so little faith in her. "Of course I knew that you could win! In three eons, you are the only human to go as far as my castle! All the others failed to find the passage or the openings. They would ignore or overlook that worm – sometimes they'd completely reject the little guy's words, not realizing how things aren't all they seem in my world. None ever got near the oubliette, much less my castle.

"And when you turned Hoggle around to the point that he too would defy me, it made me wonder just how badly had I misjudged you. When you could be terrified of me, and yet stand up to me still – it made me see that the young girl I had been infatuated with for years was changing into the astonishing young woman that I knew you would become.

"I knew that you would win when I failed to make you see my love for you and you shattered the crystal dream we shared. You don't know how many nights I have dreamed of holding you that close again. You began you dialog perfectly … better than you ever had before. But, you fumbled at the last line. I knew that I couldn't send Toby back without you saying the words to end our game. That was the only way I could make you happy, so I was bound and determined to help you win.

"You didn't know how much time really was left, even with the fact that I returned the hours I took in the catacombs – you only had five minutes left. I needed that time to be with you alone … to say what I thought would be my final goodbye to you, my love. I could see that without that damn book you were not going to remember that line – as always before then. So I cast a spell on you to open your mind to mine. I gave you the first two words, and the rest you remembered as if you had looked at the page you always did before. It was not breaking the rules to say, as I had given you back those hours I had taken away before and you were mentally begging for any sign to help you remember it. You would have won on your own, but giving you those words was my way of showing you that you are a wonderful actress without that damn book – my parting gift to you before I moved the clock hands to end the game as if you remembered at the last possible second."

Sarah wasn't sure how to take all of this. He had helped her … still; he had given in that she would have won at any rate. He had been watching her for longer than she ever dared to hope before … and he had given her everything she had ever asked of him.

She hadn't noticed how long she had kept silent until she heard his almost frightened whisper in her ear as he rested his hands on her shoulders. "Sarah … please say something. I'd take anything to this silence."

"I am hurt that you helped me. But, I finally realize how much it took you to tell me all of that. Once I would have ranted and cried out how unfair you were. Has it really been three years since I screamed those words … 'it's not fair'?"

Turning around to look at him, Sarah saw the same look on her Jareth's face as he wore three years earlier, just after she said those awful words. That pain in Jareth's face told her that he had taken her words all wrong. His words showed how deeply his heart was breaking more so than his eyes ever could. "May I still attend the ceremony this Saturday?"

"I never said otherwise. You're taking this for granted, my champion and only love." That lifted his head with a new hope. Could she still love him … knowing the truth of his actions? "Next time, let me win by my merit."

"You did win by your merit, Sarah. You only made it to the castle's Escher room because you were the one meant to defeat me. In doing so, you became everything to me. I meant every word I said Sarah, I love you." With that Jareth dropped to one knee before her, holding a shimmering crystal in his hand as if it had been there the entire time. "I was going to ask this later during the last of your vacation. Now I want you to think hard about this, and only answer me when you are ready and certain of your decision. I would be honored if you would become my Queen, Sarah. I am asking you to become my wife."

Sarah couldn't hide the smile on her face his words brought out. Oh, how he could still surprise her! "I don't have to think about another of my sweetest dreams, Jareth. Yes, I will be your wife and Queen. I love you more!"

Jareth let out a yell of triumph as he gathered her into his arms and spun around in his joy! Sarah had agreed to be his wife and Queen! This was the greatest day in his life – Jareth just knew it.

^Jareth … Sarah. Both of you are needed back here in the classroom now!^ Morgan broke through their joyful celebrating before Jareth could show Sarah just what that crystal held for her alone.

"What do you think is going on, my fiancé?" Sarah loved the sound of that word. And now she had every right to use it when speaking to or about her Jareth.

What she didn't know was how proud the Goblin King was to hear her say it. She would forever be his beloved Queen. "The court representatives must have convened. Are you ready for a new adventure, my fiancée?"

Sarah simply nodded as he transported them back to the classroom. The Goblin King and his future Queen soon would be facing the Seelie Court.

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Oh, how I am enjoying this!!!! Fanfiction.net is finally up and running! Yea!!!!!!!!

Now to do a little more research into some aspects of my tale before setting them to web. That and I realize there are many … many typos in chapters 1 and 2. I will fix them asap. For now, be patient as I get chapter 4 done.