Baby Brother
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my computer, and I definitely don't own Labyrinth.
Summary: Toby is kidnapped and then brutally killed by a criminal that's let out of prison and on parole. Sarah is baby-sitting Toby when it happens, and feels overwhelmed with guilt and grief. Seeing no other option, she goes after Toby's killer, but that seems impossible in itself. Calling upon the Goblin King once again for help, she learns a few things about life and love she never would've expected. Also that life just isn't fair no matter what.
Author's Note: OK, just a warning, this story is violent and very sad at some parts. If you can't stand violence and adult situations then I suggest that you don't read this story.
Clutching the towel tighter around her trembling form, Sarah pushed her still damp hair over her shoulders and looked around the castle. Seeing her shiver slightly, Jareth motioned with his hand and a clear crystal appeared in his cupped palm. Holding it in his outstretched fingertips, he offered it to her in silence. "What is it?" she asked suspiciously while peering at it hesitantly.
Smiling mockingly, Jareth said nachalantly, "It's a present." Reaching forward with a naked arm, Sarah took the crystal out of Jareth's hand and held it firmly in her own. Feeling slightly stupid, she looked over at Jareth. She had no idea how to make the thing work. Jareth laughed lightly at her innocence. "Toss it up in the air," he explained. Not really sure what it would do, she tossed it over her head into the air, and as she watched it fall to the floor, she was surprised when she looked back up and saw her attire.
Now she was dressed in a white blouse and a tan pair of slacks. She was glad he hadn't chosen to dress her in something like she had worn during the dance they had shared. "You're welcome," Jareth said, interrupting her thoughts. Smiling sheepishly, Sarah replied, "Thank you." Seeing that she was having a hard time with her thoughts, Jareth said, "I have to be honest with you. When you wished away the man that took your brother, you wished him away to me. But, when you wished him away I wasn't in my castle. So, quite by accident, he got transported to somewhere in the labyrinth."
Sarah understood what he was saying, but didn't want to believe it. "You mean you lost him?" she asked slightly perturbed. "Well, to put it bluntly, yes," Jareth mocked. Running a hand through her dry hair, Sarah sighed. "Can't you find him?" she wondered aloud. Nodding in agreement, Jareth then stated, "I would be able to find him, but." Sarah groaned as she heard that infamous word. "But," he continued, "there's something out there that's blocking my power over him. What it is I wish I knew."
Rubbing her eyes, Sarah winced a little as she felt the bandages pull against the cuts on her hands and wrists. Lowering her hands, she asked, "Why are we just standing around? Shouldn't we be out there trying to find him?" Feeling a little annoyed, Jareth replied, "If you would like to cover the whole terrain of this kingdom, then feel free. But, the likelihood of finding him is slim to none." Slowly Sarah's hope vanished and she felt a wave of sadness overtake her. She tried hard to swallow back her tears as she felt them threatening to spill over onto her cheeks.
Thinking it over, Sarah then said, "Can I go home then. I mean since you're no help." Jareth felt extremely infuriated at her last statement. Eyes blazing he looked at her intensely and said coldly, "If you had been watching your brother in the first place we wouldn't be in this predicament." His harsh words cut Sarah to shreds, even more so than the straight razor she had. Feeling the world crashing down around her, she let loose a wail of despair as she sank to the floor. She felt guilty and sad and mad all at the same time.
Hugging herself she started to rock back and forth, back and forth as she sat on the stone floor. Immediately Jareth felt guilty, that it was a low blow to mention the fact that she had been responsible for her brother's death. Yes, Jareth knew little innocent Toby was dead. He was a bit reluctant to break the news to Sarah though. Even if she already suspected that fact. Jareth sank down beside her and tried to calm her down, but nothing worked. Finally, not knowing what else to do, Jareth waved a hand and they both reappeared in Sarah's bedroom. Feeling a slight shift in gravity, Sarah's crying lessened and she looked up to discover her own room.
Standing slowly, she looked around and noticed Jareth was still there. Sniffling a little, she wiped her nose on her sleeve in an unlady like gesture, but she didn't really care. Hesistantly she stated in a questioning manner, "You're still here." Conjuring a crystal, Jareth prepared himself to leave and return to his castle. That's when it occurred to Sarah what she had just said. "No," she said grabbing onto his arm desperately. Blushing slightly, she pulled her hand away and explained, "I didn't say that because I wanted you to leave. I was just surprised that you were still here. I've been alone for weeks now, I guess I'm just not used to talking to people any more." She shrugged as she said this.
Jareth felt a pang of sorrow for her as she spoke. Walking over to her window, Sarah pulled back the curtains only to discover a blanket of darkness had fallen over the town. Without thinking, she let out a yawn, but her hand flew to her mouth in embarrassment as her cheeks reddened. She hadn't known how tired she was. Turning back around to face Jareth she asked quite innocently, "Would you like to stay the night?" not realizing what she had said.
Hey everyone, my sincerest apologies. I know this chapter was short and a little boring, but I had a bit of writer's block, and I also have a very important test tomorrow that I have to study for. Yes, you guessed it, the infamous pre-cal final. Just shoot me now.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my computer, and I definitely don't own Labyrinth.
Summary: Toby is kidnapped and then brutally killed by a criminal that's let out of prison and on parole. Sarah is baby-sitting Toby when it happens, and feels overwhelmed with guilt and grief. Seeing no other option, she goes after Toby's killer, but that seems impossible in itself. Calling upon the Goblin King once again for help, she learns a few things about life and love she never would've expected. Also that life just isn't fair no matter what.
Author's Note: OK, just a warning, this story is violent and very sad at some parts. If you can't stand violence and adult situations then I suggest that you don't read this story.
Clutching the towel tighter around her trembling form, Sarah pushed her still damp hair over her shoulders and looked around the castle. Seeing her shiver slightly, Jareth motioned with his hand and a clear crystal appeared in his cupped palm. Holding it in his outstretched fingertips, he offered it to her in silence. "What is it?" she asked suspiciously while peering at it hesitantly.
Smiling mockingly, Jareth said nachalantly, "It's a present." Reaching forward with a naked arm, Sarah took the crystal out of Jareth's hand and held it firmly in her own. Feeling slightly stupid, she looked over at Jareth. She had no idea how to make the thing work. Jareth laughed lightly at her innocence. "Toss it up in the air," he explained. Not really sure what it would do, she tossed it over her head into the air, and as she watched it fall to the floor, she was surprised when she looked back up and saw her attire.
Now she was dressed in a white blouse and a tan pair of slacks. She was glad he hadn't chosen to dress her in something like she had worn during the dance they had shared. "You're welcome," Jareth said, interrupting her thoughts. Smiling sheepishly, Sarah replied, "Thank you." Seeing that she was having a hard time with her thoughts, Jareth said, "I have to be honest with you. When you wished away the man that took your brother, you wished him away to me. But, when you wished him away I wasn't in my castle. So, quite by accident, he got transported to somewhere in the labyrinth."
Sarah understood what he was saying, but didn't want to believe it. "You mean you lost him?" she asked slightly perturbed. "Well, to put it bluntly, yes," Jareth mocked. Running a hand through her dry hair, Sarah sighed. "Can't you find him?" she wondered aloud. Nodding in agreement, Jareth then stated, "I would be able to find him, but." Sarah groaned as she heard that infamous word. "But," he continued, "there's something out there that's blocking my power over him. What it is I wish I knew."
Rubbing her eyes, Sarah winced a little as she felt the bandages pull against the cuts on her hands and wrists. Lowering her hands, she asked, "Why are we just standing around? Shouldn't we be out there trying to find him?" Feeling a little annoyed, Jareth replied, "If you would like to cover the whole terrain of this kingdom, then feel free. But, the likelihood of finding him is slim to none." Slowly Sarah's hope vanished and she felt a wave of sadness overtake her. She tried hard to swallow back her tears as she felt them threatening to spill over onto her cheeks.
Thinking it over, Sarah then said, "Can I go home then. I mean since you're no help." Jareth felt extremely infuriated at her last statement. Eyes blazing he looked at her intensely and said coldly, "If you had been watching your brother in the first place we wouldn't be in this predicament." His harsh words cut Sarah to shreds, even more so than the straight razor she had. Feeling the world crashing down around her, she let loose a wail of despair as she sank to the floor. She felt guilty and sad and mad all at the same time.
Hugging herself she started to rock back and forth, back and forth as she sat on the stone floor. Immediately Jareth felt guilty, that it was a low blow to mention the fact that she had been responsible for her brother's death. Yes, Jareth knew little innocent Toby was dead. He was a bit reluctant to break the news to Sarah though. Even if she already suspected that fact. Jareth sank down beside her and tried to calm her down, but nothing worked. Finally, not knowing what else to do, Jareth waved a hand and they both reappeared in Sarah's bedroom. Feeling a slight shift in gravity, Sarah's crying lessened and she looked up to discover her own room.
Standing slowly, she looked around and noticed Jareth was still there. Sniffling a little, she wiped her nose on her sleeve in an unlady like gesture, but she didn't really care. Hesistantly she stated in a questioning manner, "You're still here." Conjuring a crystal, Jareth prepared himself to leave and return to his castle. That's when it occurred to Sarah what she had just said. "No," she said grabbing onto his arm desperately. Blushing slightly, she pulled her hand away and explained, "I didn't say that because I wanted you to leave. I was just surprised that you were still here. I've been alone for weeks now, I guess I'm just not used to talking to people any more." She shrugged as she said this.
Jareth felt a pang of sorrow for her as she spoke. Walking over to her window, Sarah pulled back the curtains only to discover a blanket of darkness had fallen over the town. Without thinking, she let out a yawn, but her hand flew to her mouth in embarrassment as her cheeks reddened. She hadn't known how tired she was. Turning back around to face Jareth she asked quite innocently, "Would you like to stay the night?" not realizing what she had said.
Hey everyone, my sincerest apologies. I know this chapter was short and a little boring, but I had a bit of writer's block, and I also have a very important test tomorrow that I have to study for. Yes, you guessed it, the infamous pre-cal final. Just shoot me now.