A/N: Yup, you'll probably all think this bit is really short, but that's two chapters in as many days and you have to give me credit for that. Well you don't have to but I'd like it if you opted to and it might make me get the next chapter out much faster (^_~) And, not to influence you or anything, but I think I should mention that the next chapter is the wedding night!

Enjoy!

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The ceremony began but Kara couldn't focus much on the words that were being said by the man in front of her; her gaze kept flicking between an uncomfortable looking Sarah and a furious looking Jareth. He continued to glare at her with his best imperious 'how dare you' expression

Okay so he's probably going to kill me at the end of this, she thought worriedly but she obstinately refused to give up hope if only because every so often Jareth's eyes would slide away from her, inevitably drawn towards Sarah when he thought neither of them were looking. Then she had to forget it because it was suddenly her turn to speak.

"By blood and honour bound, my heart to yours eternally. I will stand by thy side as your wife," she promised, Hunter momentarily eclipsing everything else.

"To love and hold, cherish and protect. Bound to thee as your husband always," Hunter promised.

The man in front of them pronounced the ceremony at an end, but the actual words were lost to Kara as Hunter's mouth descended upon her. The kiss was swift, and not at all what she had been expecting but the promise that lay just beneath the surface couldn't be mistaken and part of her knew that any kiss now had to be brief because anything more and they might forget themselves entirely. They broke apart and his arm around her waist they walked back towards the double doors, the guests rising to bow to them both. Abruptly Jareth followed them even though he wasn't supposed to. Sarah watched him go, feeling more lost and helpless with every step he took. Plastering a false smile on her face, she followed the other guests, who were filling through side doors to the banquet hall.

Jareth caught up to them, grabbing Kara's arm in his own and jerking her away from Hunter to face him.

"Just what do you think you're playing at?" he bellowed.

Kara blinked and thought briefly about slapping some sense into him. Hunter had turned and now had a protective hand on her shoulder hoping Jareth had a really good explination for his current behaviour.

"I have half a mind to give you a thrashing," he said, shaking her a little just but the grip he still had on her arm.

Hunter's eyes narrowed, "You have half a mind to  do what to my wife?"

Jareth's attention slipped to Hunter long enough to demand, "Do you know what she's done?" but he didn't bother to wait for an answer. "How dare you?" he hissed at her.

"I dared because the two of you wouldn't!" Kara yelled back at him. "Can't you forget your pride and arrogance for just one second!" She almost stamped her foot but managed to restrain herself with a reminder of how childish that would be.

"She doesn't want me," he thundered back.

"Did you ask her that?" Kara whispered.

"I –"

"And I didn't mean five years ago," she said before he could go any further.

Jareth stopped his mouth still slightly open.

"Now are you going cause a scene on my wedding day or," her face broke into a huge grin, "do I get to see my two best friends dancing together."

Jareth scowled at her and there were a few moments of very tense silence during which his grip failed to lessen on her arm, but then he turned almost abruptly and walked in the opposite direction. Muttering something to the effect that all women were insane. Half way down the corridor he stopped and looked over his shoulder at Kara. "If this doesn't work I'll never forgive you" he promised, a bittersweet smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Oh just go already," was all Kara said.

"Just what is going on?" Hunter demanded.

"Sarah," was all Kara said.

"You did what!?" Hunter bellowed as Jareth rounded the corner and was lost to sight.

Jareth stormed towards the banquet hall a thousand and two emotions whirling around inside him. What if she…no, she wouldn't, she was here wasn't she…but still…oh of course she…

He had reached the banquet hall his eyes desperately scanning the crowd. Part of him desperately wanted to go back and strangle Kara. Meddling in his affairs, laying him open to rejection like this! His heart gave a sharp painful tug. After five years Sarah was back in the Underground. Was she going to say no to him again? Could he take it if she did?

As if fate had decided to play the game as well, the crowd parted for a brief moment and he saw her. She was leaning against a wall, looking more than a little lost. He had been right, he thought a smile touching his lips; she was more beautiful than he remembered. With renewed determination he began pushing his way through the crowd, so intent on the task he didn't noticed Kara and Hunter had emerged from a side door and where now watching the whole thing from the high table.

Sarah was staring at her feet. It had been stupid to come here. Stupid to think he'd still want her. She could kill Kara for putting her through this. She scuffed her toes against the floor. Cringing as a shadow fell over her. She looked up, determined to take it all out on whomever had the misfortune of thinking she wanted company but the barrage of insults died in her throat as she found herself staring into a pair of mismatched eyes.

"J-Jareth…I…that is I want to say…" she began, the speech she'd said so carefully to herself so many times dissipating inside her head, leaving her floundering under his intense gaze. Had he always been that handsome? No that wasn't the right word. That didn't even begin to cover it.

Without saying a word, Jareth raised a hand, pressing one gloved finger lightly against her lips, silencing her.

"Shhh…" he whispered softly, taking her hand in his. Transfixed, Sarah followed him unresistingly on to the dance floor to join the other swirling couples. She was pulled into his arms and for the first time in her life Sarah felt as if she truly fit. Well not the first time, she amended thinking of another ballroom, only she'd been different then and she had missed the look in his eyes then, missed the meaning in the song.

Together they moved into the dance as if both their lives had always been leading up to this moment.

"See I told you it be ok," Kara told Hunter as they both watched Jareth and Sarah dance.

Hunter muttered something under is breath about women and matchmaking. He still wasn't sure if Kara had done a good thing or if he should just go and bang his head against the nearest wall.

Kara smiled, "I didn't make this match," she said wistfully. "It was already made. They were just too stupid to see it. Wish I could take credit for it though."

Hunter laughed a little, slipping his arm around her waist.