I really don't have too much to say this chapter. I just want to thank those devoted people who keep telling me to keep up the good work and to update faster. Don't worry I intend to take full advantage of my month break from school despite the fact I have to move and still work. Geeesh, these bill collectors actually expect me to pay money. (grins) Oh well, on with the show.
Disclaimers: Roses are red, violets are blue, I really wished I owned the Labyrinth, and I'm sure you wish you did too.
Forgiveness and Planning
Jareth finally tracked Sarah down in her garden, but getting her to talk or even acknowledge him took some time. They sat together on a white marble bench in the center of the garden. Off to the side stood the stature of Jareth and Sarah on their wedding day. Sarah stared at it with a bit of longing and vague, distant happiness in her face. Jareth sat holding her and explaining everything. She still wore her white nightgown. It shifted quietly in the shallow breeze. Jareth on the other hand looked quite dishelved having not changed his ecxtremly wrinkled clothes from the day before.
The sun shone down and all respects it was a beautiful day. Jareth and Sarah would have, on a day such as this, gone out for a walk, picnic, or even horseback riding, but today was a less that jovial day and they had other things on their mind. Jareth told Sarah everything, and only occasionally stopped for fear of his own emotions. Sarah did not know it presently, but she was the first person that Jareth had ever told the story of his past. It was hard for Jareth to open up, but now was a good as time as any and Sarah deserved to hear the truth from the man she loved.
He spoke of the war between Dorian and his father Nicoli. He spoke of their deaths and the ending of the war. He spoke of Mortiana's demands and the contract he signed, but mostly he spoke of Bartlby's insistence that he not obliege her. The only signs of life that Sarah showed for the longest time was her ragged breathing and the almost absentminded way in which she would protectively rub her stomach.
At one point she looked to Jareth with the hurt and pain still plain on her face and asked him the question that had been on her mind from the moment she heard those terrible words of her baby's fate.
"Why," she pleaded, "why did you make such a horrible deal with that woman."
Jareth pulled her closer into the hug that he held her in since first coming to her in the garden. "Because I was stupid and naïve," he replied. "I thought that it would honestly make her go away and keep my kingdom safe. I never thought that it would affect me personally. I never cared for anything or anyone and there were always people in my Labyrinth to provide babies for her liking. I had always believed, at least until I met you that I would never find anyone to love. I never thought love was something I wanted or needed. I wanted to be alone. But when I met you that all changed, and with everything we went through with Connor and my almost losing you it only stood to reaffirm my resolve to keep you safe. It was a horrible mistake that I made and unfortunately I alone will not suffer for it."
As if to try to make her feel better or to reassure himself, Jareth pulled her closer. Sarah leaned her head back and rested it on his shoulder. Jareth lay his hand on Sarah's as it caressed her stomach. She in turn placed her other hand on his.
She breathed heavily, "I forgive you Jareth, it was a mistake that you made in the past. The only problem is that this mistake affects us in the present. What can we do?"
"So glad you asked that dearest sister-in-law," came a very chipper voice out of nowhere. In the blink of an eye both Bartlby and Livia appeared before the couple. Sarah slowly got to her feet and walked over to Bartbly and embraced her brother-in-law with a mild grin.
"Just like Jareth, you have to make an entrance," she replied wirily. Bartlby hugged her back, albeit gingerly considering her delicate condition.
"I just wish we could have had this reunion on better terms," Sarah mused.
Bartlby looked at Sarah with concern and wishful thinking, "Dearest, you have no idea how much I mirror your feelings."
Sarah walked over to embrace Livia. "You are looking well, sister-in-law," Livia whispered into Sarah's ear. Sarah greeted her with a warm hug and smile in response.
"As well as can be expected considering the circumstances."
Sarah walked back over to Jareth's waiting arms. "So, what do we do now?"
Jareth looked at Sarah and then to his siblings. "That would be the million dollar question, any suggestions."
Bartlby and Livia exchanged worried glances. "Perhaps we could go before the Council," commented Livia.
"We could," answered Bartlby, "but we have one small problem. Jareth has never been on good terms with the Council, how can we be sure that they would show him favor over Mortiana."
"They most likely would not, but it would be worth the effort. I do believe that they hold me in better esteem than Mortiana. Despite all her games and glamour, I think the Council sees her for the monster that she is," replied Jareth.
"Well, the last thing you want to do is start another war, Mortiana has vast forces," said Bartlby.
"But she also has many enemies," answered Livia.
"As do I," commented Jareth. "War is the last thing on my mind, but if comes to that, I will do it."
Sarah sat down a serious expression spread across her face. "I think we should check up on our little trouble maker," she hissed as she drew a crystal from the air.
Being married to Jareth had given Sarah many powers one of which was able to conjure and view through crystals. She gazed into it before Jareth, Livia and Bartlby could react.
"Sarah, No," gasped Jareth reaching for the crystal, "you don't understand."
But it was too late Sarah had seen Mortiana's face emerge in her crystal, a malicious smile on her face.
"Naughty, naughty," she hissed.
With that her face disappeared and the crystal exploded.
"SARAH," cried Jareth.
Sorry, couldn't resist, I just love a cliffhanger. Remember I'm a review junkie.
"Please leave a contribution in the little box."
Disclaimers: Roses are red, violets are blue, I really wished I owned the Labyrinth, and I'm sure you wish you did too.
Forgiveness and Planning
Jareth finally tracked Sarah down in her garden, but getting her to talk or even acknowledge him took some time. They sat together on a white marble bench in the center of the garden. Off to the side stood the stature of Jareth and Sarah on their wedding day. Sarah stared at it with a bit of longing and vague, distant happiness in her face. Jareth sat holding her and explaining everything. She still wore her white nightgown. It shifted quietly in the shallow breeze. Jareth on the other hand looked quite dishelved having not changed his ecxtremly wrinkled clothes from the day before.
The sun shone down and all respects it was a beautiful day. Jareth and Sarah would have, on a day such as this, gone out for a walk, picnic, or even horseback riding, but today was a less that jovial day and they had other things on their mind. Jareth told Sarah everything, and only occasionally stopped for fear of his own emotions. Sarah did not know it presently, but she was the first person that Jareth had ever told the story of his past. It was hard for Jareth to open up, but now was a good as time as any and Sarah deserved to hear the truth from the man she loved.
He spoke of the war between Dorian and his father Nicoli. He spoke of their deaths and the ending of the war. He spoke of Mortiana's demands and the contract he signed, but mostly he spoke of Bartlby's insistence that he not obliege her. The only signs of life that Sarah showed for the longest time was her ragged breathing and the almost absentminded way in which she would protectively rub her stomach.
At one point she looked to Jareth with the hurt and pain still plain on her face and asked him the question that had been on her mind from the moment she heard those terrible words of her baby's fate.
"Why," she pleaded, "why did you make such a horrible deal with that woman."
Jareth pulled her closer into the hug that he held her in since first coming to her in the garden. "Because I was stupid and naïve," he replied. "I thought that it would honestly make her go away and keep my kingdom safe. I never thought that it would affect me personally. I never cared for anything or anyone and there were always people in my Labyrinth to provide babies for her liking. I had always believed, at least until I met you that I would never find anyone to love. I never thought love was something I wanted or needed. I wanted to be alone. But when I met you that all changed, and with everything we went through with Connor and my almost losing you it only stood to reaffirm my resolve to keep you safe. It was a horrible mistake that I made and unfortunately I alone will not suffer for it."
As if to try to make her feel better or to reassure himself, Jareth pulled her closer. Sarah leaned her head back and rested it on his shoulder. Jareth lay his hand on Sarah's as it caressed her stomach. She in turn placed her other hand on his.
She breathed heavily, "I forgive you Jareth, it was a mistake that you made in the past. The only problem is that this mistake affects us in the present. What can we do?"
"So glad you asked that dearest sister-in-law," came a very chipper voice out of nowhere. In the blink of an eye both Bartlby and Livia appeared before the couple. Sarah slowly got to her feet and walked over to Bartbly and embraced her brother-in-law with a mild grin.
"Just like Jareth, you have to make an entrance," she replied wirily. Bartlby hugged her back, albeit gingerly considering her delicate condition.
"I just wish we could have had this reunion on better terms," Sarah mused.
Bartlby looked at Sarah with concern and wishful thinking, "Dearest, you have no idea how much I mirror your feelings."
Sarah walked over to embrace Livia. "You are looking well, sister-in-law," Livia whispered into Sarah's ear. Sarah greeted her with a warm hug and smile in response.
"As well as can be expected considering the circumstances."
Sarah walked back over to Jareth's waiting arms. "So, what do we do now?"
Jareth looked at Sarah and then to his siblings. "That would be the million dollar question, any suggestions."
Bartlby and Livia exchanged worried glances. "Perhaps we could go before the Council," commented Livia.
"We could," answered Bartlby, "but we have one small problem. Jareth has never been on good terms with the Council, how can we be sure that they would show him favor over Mortiana."
"They most likely would not, but it would be worth the effort. I do believe that they hold me in better esteem than Mortiana. Despite all her games and glamour, I think the Council sees her for the monster that she is," replied Jareth.
"Well, the last thing you want to do is start another war, Mortiana has vast forces," said Bartlby.
"But she also has many enemies," answered Livia.
"As do I," commented Jareth. "War is the last thing on my mind, but if comes to that, I will do it."
Sarah sat down a serious expression spread across her face. "I think we should check up on our little trouble maker," she hissed as she drew a crystal from the air.
Being married to Jareth had given Sarah many powers one of which was able to conjure and view through crystals. She gazed into it before Jareth, Livia and Bartlby could react.
"Sarah, No," gasped Jareth reaching for the crystal, "you don't understand."
But it was too late Sarah had seen Mortiana's face emerge in her crystal, a malicious smile on her face.
"Naughty, naughty," she hissed.
With that her face disappeared and the crystal exploded.
"SARAH," cried Jareth.
Sorry, couldn't resist, I just love a cliffhanger. Remember I'm a review junkie.
"Please leave a contribution in the little box."
