Jareth immediately reappeared in their bedroom. He stood over by the door and glanced over at the activity on the bed.
There lay his wife, Sarah, crying softly and grasping at the empty air. He shook his head and quickly walked over to the bed. He sat down and reached for his wife's shoulders. He gently shook her and called to her. "Sarah, Sarah, please wake up, Sarah."
Sarah unabated kept calling in her sleep, "Jareth, please don't do this, Jareth." Slowly her world went black and she found herself not held by her own arms but by the arms of her husband. She looked up in amazement and sorrow. "Jareth, it was horrible," she cried as she fell forward into his arms.
Jareth held her close to his body and stroked her head and back with his hands. "Shhh, it's okay Sarah, calm down, it was only a dream," he tried to soothe her.
"I don't understand Jareth, the dreams are coming more often and they are getting worse. The dreams, they get more real every time," she cried out. Finally she looked up into his eyes meeting his concerned with hers tear stained. "What do you think we could do to stop them, maybe if we knew what was causing them."
"My dear I know exactly what is causing them, he slowly got up and arm in arm they walked over to a large window on the other side of the luxurious bedroom. The window looked out upon the labyrinth and in the morning it soothed her mind more than Jareth would ever know. Always after her dreams she felt safe in Jareth's arms and at peace looking out upon their beautiful kingdom. Despite his reassurances she always felt that there was something else, something that he was hiding from her. She felt this but had yet to voice her concern.
Jareth either didn't notice her contemplations or chose to let them passed unnoticed, "What is causing this is the fact that you haven't come to terms fully with the idea that I steal children and turn them into goblins. You already know that there is someone in the Labyrinth right now and I'm just two hours from having a new subject. Besides my dear the most important reason for you to be relaxed and at peace is right here." With this he placed his hand on her very expansive and round belly. Sarah unconsciously placed her hand on top of his and smiled. "Yes, you're right for the sake of our baby I must try to relax and realize that the dreams are just that and you would never do the things to me in my dreams that I dream you do. I am safe here with you in our kingdom and nothing can change that or cause us harm"
"Oh," Sarah exclaimed as she bent forward slightly. "Jareth, did you feel that, the baby just kicked." Sarah met Jareth's eyes brimming over with joy and tears. Jareth smiled and captured his wife's lips with a kiss.
"Sarah I love you with all my heart and soul and I will be damned before I see anything happen to you or our child." Sarah smiled as she fell into his embrace; however, unbeknownst to her, when Jareth said this oath he had a specific person in mind. To his fear he knew that this particular person was going to be paying a visit very soon.
He needed time and unfortunately for a man who was immortal, time was not a factor.
There lay his wife, Sarah, crying softly and grasping at the empty air. He shook his head and quickly walked over to the bed. He sat down and reached for his wife's shoulders. He gently shook her and called to her. "Sarah, Sarah, please wake up, Sarah."
Sarah unabated kept calling in her sleep, "Jareth, please don't do this, Jareth." Slowly her world went black and she found herself not held by her own arms but by the arms of her husband. She looked up in amazement and sorrow. "Jareth, it was horrible," she cried as she fell forward into his arms.
Jareth held her close to his body and stroked her head and back with his hands. "Shhh, it's okay Sarah, calm down, it was only a dream," he tried to soothe her.
"I don't understand Jareth, the dreams are coming more often and they are getting worse. The dreams, they get more real every time," she cried out. Finally she looked up into his eyes meeting his concerned with hers tear stained. "What do you think we could do to stop them, maybe if we knew what was causing them."
"My dear I know exactly what is causing them, he slowly got up and arm in arm they walked over to a large window on the other side of the luxurious bedroom. The window looked out upon the labyrinth and in the morning it soothed her mind more than Jareth would ever know. Always after her dreams she felt safe in Jareth's arms and at peace looking out upon their beautiful kingdom. Despite his reassurances she always felt that there was something else, something that he was hiding from her. She felt this but had yet to voice her concern.
Jareth either didn't notice her contemplations or chose to let them passed unnoticed, "What is causing this is the fact that you haven't come to terms fully with the idea that I steal children and turn them into goblins. You already know that there is someone in the Labyrinth right now and I'm just two hours from having a new subject. Besides my dear the most important reason for you to be relaxed and at peace is right here." With this he placed his hand on her very expansive and round belly. Sarah unconsciously placed her hand on top of his and smiled. "Yes, you're right for the sake of our baby I must try to relax and realize that the dreams are just that and you would never do the things to me in my dreams that I dream you do. I am safe here with you in our kingdom and nothing can change that or cause us harm"
"Oh," Sarah exclaimed as she bent forward slightly. "Jareth, did you feel that, the baby just kicked." Sarah met Jareth's eyes brimming over with joy and tears. Jareth smiled and captured his wife's lips with a kiss.
"Sarah I love you with all my heart and soul and I will be damned before I see anything happen to you or our child." Sarah smiled as she fell into his embrace; however, unbeknownst to her, when Jareth said this oath he had a specific person in mind. To his fear he knew that this particular person was going to be paying a visit very soon.
He needed time and unfortunately for a man who was immortal, time was not a factor.
