A/n: Thanks to everyone that has reviewed this little story so far. I'm
glad everyone seems to like it and sorry for the delay over this chapter,
some us have to work, you know! (Hee Hee)
Disclaimer: Sarah, Jareth and all other mainstream characters from the Labyrinth do not belong to me.
Synopsis: Sarah & Jareth have to prove their love for one another. Sarah runs the gauntlet again, but what will Jareth do?
Everything I do
Chapter 3 - Let the games begin
Sarah stood at the top of the hill, the same hill that she had stepped onto 15 years previously. The wind whipped around her, blowing some strands of loose hair into her eyes and mouth, as she surveyed the landscape before her. 'God, this is eerily the same!' she thought, as she recalled the sand underfoot, the towering walls of the Labyrinth in front of her and the strange pinky-orange sky that seemed to give everything an ethereal glow. She quickly shot a look back over her shoulder expecting to see Jareth, in all his glory, positioned in his same spot by the tree, letting her know the rules and motioning towards the clock. Instead she found Luther, cowering slightly as if this had been his first confession, hands tucked behind his back and hopping from one foot to the other.
"Anybody would think I didn't already know the score with you hopping about like some dog on heat!" Sarah exclaimed sarcastically, "you can leave if you like, I know the game, I know the rules and I know what I have to do."
"Sarah, please take heed," Luther said, his eyebrows furrowed. "Although there has been no dramatic change in the labyrinth over it's structure or outlook, there is something devious there. It has not been the same since we imprisoned Jareth; it has somehow evolved into something mean and wicked. Many that have travelled through it over the last few weeks have found it to be as such, and with a certain menace. Tread carefully, and take nothing for granted."
"I know! Nothing is what it seems in the labyrinth. Seem to remember hearing that before."
"Well, on this occasion I suggest you keep reminding yourself of that, and Sarah?"
"Yes?"
"Good Luck. I hope that the next time I see you, you and Jareth will be firmly positioned within each other's arms."
"Thank you. Well feet," she looked towards them, "I think we need to get going." She turned her head back to wave goodbye to the substitute Goblin King but only saw the remains of a cloud of dust and blue glitter. "Goodbye, Luther!" she said to herself.
She made her way down the slope and found her way to the outer wall. She began to walk along the craggy, depressing stone trying to find some kind of entrance but found nothing. "If only I could remember how I got in." She said to no one in particular, including herself, and then asked, "How do I get into the labyrinth?"
A small voice in her mind played over, 'You gets in there!' She turned slightly and saw the large entrance as it unfolded before her, the welcoming arch begging her to intrude into the depths. "Here goes nothing," she remarked making her way towards the entrance and through the gateway. Finding herself inside the familiar territory of the never-ending passages of the first stage, she turned to her right and began pacing down the first corridor. The loud bang of the doors as they closed behind her resonated along the walls, making her jump slightly and shiver at the sudden impact. She shrugged her shoulders and continued on, searching for the illusive openings in the walls as she slowly made her way around, the eyes of the lichen following her as she passed by.
She rested her hand against the uneven barrier as she walked on, feeling for the inevitable and once found she would pass through it and decide which way to go at each turn. It didn't seem to matter which way she chose anyway, as long as she could make it into the next section, knowing that this Labyrinth had the power to manipulate itself in order to trap those unwary of it. After all, she had an advantage, she'd already been through it once, and so far nothing bad seemed to have cropped it. She only hoped that it would remember her, even be partial to her in order to make her passage a safe one, not only keeping her safe but keeping Jareth safe in turn; but she wasn't going to take anything for granted now was she?
She looked at the watch on her wrist and noticed that its face and workings had been adapted for the surroundings she was now in. Maybe it was Luther's way of saying sorry, giving her an idea of how she would be doing at every turn. She had already been walking around for an hour and without much success, or so she thought. She had just made her way through about her twelfth entrance and was deciding which way to go, making mostly right turns so far and feeling she was in need of a change.
"Allo!" A small voice shouted out from behind her. Turning to see who it was that had tried to make contact with her; Sarah noticed a familiar little worm sitting on a ledge in front of her. He moved his head slightly, taking her in with his amber eyes as her watched her crouch down, the blue spikes that protruded from his head and body swaying with the sudden movement. "Allo!" He repeated.
"Hello!" Sarah answered with uncertainty. 'If only Karen could see me now,' she thought, ' she really would think I had finally gone over the edge.' But then this hadn't been the first time she had spoken to a pale green worm wearing a red scarf. "Are you the same worm as I spoke to before?" She asked curiously.
"Yeah, my name's Alfie."
"Well, hello, Alfie. It's nice to meet you again. I'm Sarah."
"I remember, you didn't have time to come inside and have a cuppa tea, last time; or meet the missus!" He said remotely. "But then you were busy solving this 'ere labyrinth."
"Yes, as I am now, unfortunately. And I would love a cup of tea, I had to leave mine to come here." As if on cue, her stomach began to rumble. She began rubbing the area and briefly looked down to it, returning her gaze to Alfie as she added, "God, I didn't even get a chance to eat my sandwich."
"Well, you could always pop in for a bite."
"I'm sorry, I'd love to but I have a Goblin King to save."
Alfie opened his mouth to speak, words began to form on his lips but no sound came out. Sarah eyed him suspiciously, "What did you say?" She inquired.
He tried again, he made his mouth say the words he had said before but the sentence was different, it was like he was possessed. Sarah wished she could lip read. "I said, I wasn't aware that the King was in any danger?" He shook his head that wasn't what he had said at all; it must have been the King's magic stopping him from repeating himself.
Sarah knew that wasn't what he had said either. Firstly, because she could see that the words didn't correspond to his lip movements and secondly, she knew enough about the worm to know he would never use a phrase like 'I wasn't aware'. Slightly confused she got to her feet, "I suppose I better get going, any idea which way I should go? I was thinking of going left."
"Don't go that way, never go that way," Alfie stated.
"Any particular reason?" She asked, remembering that she had never enquired before, she had just gone in the opposite direction without question.
"That way leads to the 'Bog'."
"Okay, and the right?"
"That leads to the next stage."
"Thanks, Alfie. I appreciate your help and when I am through this time I will come back and see you again. Okay?"
"Okay, Sarah. Good Luck, child!"
She waved and went on her way down the right hand corridor. She soon found that she was stepping from the dark lichen covered walls to the light airy conditions of the sandstone brick area of the labyrinth. Here the walls were not as high and openings were accented with ball decorations. She thought back to the last time she was here and shivered at the thought.
On that previous occasion, she had used her lipstick up drawing arrows on the floor in order to get an idea of where she had been going if she ever retraced her steps, but someone or something had been moving them. She had stood and called to Jareth, knowing that he would be watching her, telling him 'it wasn't fair'. And that was when she had found those funny characters in front of her; two pairs of funny little . well she couldn't really describe what they were but the riddle they had spoken she had remembered, 'one of always tells the truth and one of us always lies'.
Last time, that had been her step out of this section into the oubliette. 'Oh well,' she mused, 'if I end up in a hole again I can only hope and pray it will be in the one that Jareth is in too'. She began tracing her way through the maze seemingly finding she was going round in circles, but not caring, a smile firmly set on her face as she wandered. Perhaps she should get her mind back on solving the labyrinth, instead of thinking about Jareth; and before she could stop them the words rushed from her mouth like a torrent, "I love you, Jareth!"
***
In the dark room that posed as an oubliette, Jareth lounged on the small uncomfortable bed, his back against the cold stone of the wall. Summoning up one of his crystals he began to watch Sarah as she made her way successfully through the first stage of his labyrinth. 'That's my girl,' he thought to himself, continuing to observe her as she went on her way, in the glass bauble that sat on his fingertips. He had watched her converse with the little worm and only just managed to stop Alfie's intended words from slipping out, the game would have been up a lot quicker than intended if she had found out the truth right then.
She began to smile and he wondered of what she was thinking, eagerly hoping that she was thinking of him. It didn't take long for him to realise that she had indeed been contemplating him, as he heard her declaration. The words slipped over him, heightening his senses and catching his soul alight.
He now desperately wanted her to know how he felt too, so he summoned a crystal in his free hand and poured his affections into it. Walking to the window of the tower he was situated in, he sat on the edge of the windowsill and lent out, quickly surveying all that was his. Positioning the crystal onto the palm of his hand and in front of his face, he blew it out into the night in order to seek out its intended recipient. He returned his attention back to the original crystal and looked back into its clear depths. "I love you, too, Sarah. I only hope you can forgive me."
Disclaimer: Sarah, Jareth and all other mainstream characters from the Labyrinth do not belong to me.
Synopsis: Sarah & Jareth have to prove their love for one another. Sarah runs the gauntlet again, but what will Jareth do?
Everything I do
Chapter 3 - Let the games begin
Sarah stood at the top of the hill, the same hill that she had stepped onto 15 years previously. The wind whipped around her, blowing some strands of loose hair into her eyes and mouth, as she surveyed the landscape before her. 'God, this is eerily the same!' she thought, as she recalled the sand underfoot, the towering walls of the Labyrinth in front of her and the strange pinky-orange sky that seemed to give everything an ethereal glow. She quickly shot a look back over her shoulder expecting to see Jareth, in all his glory, positioned in his same spot by the tree, letting her know the rules and motioning towards the clock. Instead she found Luther, cowering slightly as if this had been his first confession, hands tucked behind his back and hopping from one foot to the other.
"Anybody would think I didn't already know the score with you hopping about like some dog on heat!" Sarah exclaimed sarcastically, "you can leave if you like, I know the game, I know the rules and I know what I have to do."
"Sarah, please take heed," Luther said, his eyebrows furrowed. "Although there has been no dramatic change in the labyrinth over it's structure or outlook, there is something devious there. It has not been the same since we imprisoned Jareth; it has somehow evolved into something mean and wicked. Many that have travelled through it over the last few weeks have found it to be as such, and with a certain menace. Tread carefully, and take nothing for granted."
"I know! Nothing is what it seems in the labyrinth. Seem to remember hearing that before."
"Well, on this occasion I suggest you keep reminding yourself of that, and Sarah?"
"Yes?"
"Good Luck. I hope that the next time I see you, you and Jareth will be firmly positioned within each other's arms."
"Thank you. Well feet," she looked towards them, "I think we need to get going." She turned her head back to wave goodbye to the substitute Goblin King but only saw the remains of a cloud of dust and blue glitter. "Goodbye, Luther!" she said to herself.
She made her way down the slope and found her way to the outer wall. She began to walk along the craggy, depressing stone trying to find some kind of entrance but found nothing. "If only I could remember how I got in." She said to no one in particular, including herself, and then asked, "How do I get into the labyrinth?"
A small voice in her mind played over, 'You gets in there!' She turned slightly and saw the large entrance as it unfolded before her, the welcoming arch begging her to intrude into the depths. "Here goes nothing," she remarked making her way towards the entrance and through the gateway. Finding herself inside the familiar territory of the never-ending passages of the first stage, she turned to her right and began pacing down the first corridor. The loud bang of the doors as they closed behind her resonated along the walls, making her jump slightly and shiver at the sudden impact. She shrugged her shoulders and continued on, searching for the illusive openings in the walls as she slowly made her way around, the eyes of the lichen following her as she passed by.
She rested her hand against the uneven barrier as she walked on, feeling for the inevitable and once found she would pass through it and decide which way to go at each turn. It didn't seem to matter which way she chose anyway, as long as she could make it into the next section, knowing that this Labyrinth had the power to manipulate itself in order to trap those unwary of it. After all, she had an advantage, she'd already been through it once, and so far nothing bad seemed to have cropped it. She only hoped that it would remember her, even be partial to her in order to make her passage a safe one, not only keeping her safe but keeping Jareth safe in turn; but she wasn't going to take anything for granted now was she?
She looked at the watch on her wrist and noticed that its face and workings had been adapted for the surroundings she was now in. Maybe it was Luther's way of saying sorry, giving her an idea of how she would be doing at every turn. She had already been walking around for an hour and without much success, or so she thought. She had just made her way through about her twelfth entrance and was deciding which way to go, making mostly right turns so far and feeling she was in need of a change.
"Allo!" A small voice shouted out from behind her. Turning to see who it was that had tried to make contact with her; Sarah noticed a familiar little worm sitting on a ledge in front of her. He moved his head slightly, taking her in with his amber eyes as her watched her crouch down, the blue spikes that protruded from his head and body swaying with the sudden movement. "Allo!" He repeated.
"Hello!" Sarah answered with uncertainty. 'If only Karen could see me now,' she thought, ' she really would think I had finally gone over the edge.' But then this hadn't been the first time she had spoken to a pale green worm wearing a red scarf. "Are you the same worm as I spoke to before?" She asked curiously.
"Yeah, my name's Alfie."
"Well, hello, Alfie. It's nice to meet you again. I'm Sarah."
"I remember, you didn't have time to come inside and have a cuppa tea, last time; or meet the missus!" He said remotely. "But then you were busy solving this 'ere labyrinth."
"Yes, as I am now, unfortunately. And I would love a cup of tea, I had to leave mine to come here." As if on cue, her stomach began to rumble. She began rubbing the area and briefly looked down to it, returning her gaze to Alfie as she added, "God, I didn't even get a chance to eat my sandwich."
"Well, you could always pop in for a bite."
"I'm sorry, I'd love to but I have a Goblin King to save."
Alfie opened his mouth to speak, words began to form on his lips but no sound came out. Sarah eyed him suspiciously, "What did you say?" She inquired.
He tried again, he made his mouth say the words he had said before but the sentence was different, it was like he was possessed. Sarah wished she could lip read. "I said, I wasn't aware that the King was in any danger?" He shook his head that wasn't what he had said at all; it must have been the King's magic stopping him from repeating himself.
Sarah knew that wasn't what he had said either. Firstly, because she could see that the words didn't correspond to his lip movements and secondly, she knew enough about the worm to know he would never use a phrase like 'I wasn't aware'. Slightly confused she got to her feet, "I suppose I better get going, any idea which way I should go? I was thinking of going left."
"Don't go that way, never go that way," Alfie stated.
"Any particular reason?" She asked, remembering that she had never enquired before, she had just gone in the opposite direction without question.
"That way leads to the 'Bog'."
"Okay, and the right?"
"That leads to the next stage."
"Thanks, Alfie. I appreciate your help and when I am through this time I will come back and see you again. Okay?"
"Okay, Sarah. Good Luck, child!"
She waved and went on her way down the right hand corridor. She soon found that she was stepping from the dark lichen covered walls to the light airy conditions of the sandstone brick area of the labyrinth. Here the walls were not as high and openings were accented with ball decorations. She thought back to the last time she was here and shivered at the thought.
On that previous occasion, she had used her lipstick up drawing arrows on the floor in order to get an idea of where she had been going if she ever retraced her steps, but someone or something had been moving them. She had stood and called to Jareth, knowing that he would be watching her, telling him 'it wasn't fair'. And that was when she had found those funny characters in front of her; two pairs of funny little . well she couldn't really describe what they were but the riddle they had spoken she had remembered, 'one of always tells the truth and one of us always lies'.
Last time, that had been her step out of this section into the oubliette. 'Oh well,' she mused, 'if I end up in a hole again I can only hope and pray it will be in the one that Jareth is in too'. She began tracing her way through the maze seemingly finding she was going round in circles, but not caring, a smile firmly set on her face as she wandered. Perhaps she should get her mind back on solving the labyrinth, instead of thinking about Jareth; and before she could stop them the words rushed from her mouth like a torrent, "I love you, Jareth!"
***
In the dark room that posed as an oubliette, Jareth lounged on the small uncomfortable bed, his back against the cold stone of the wall. Summoning up one of his crystals he began to watch Sarah as she made her way successfully through the first stage of his labyrinth. 'That's my girl,' he thought to himself, continuing to observe her as she went on her way, in the glass bauble that sat on his fingertips. He had watched her converse with the little worm and only just managed to stop Alfie's intended words from slipping out, the game would have been up a lot quicker than intended if she had found out the truth right then.
She began to smile and he wondered of what she was thinking, eagerly hoping that she was thinking of him. It didn't take long for him to realise that she had indeed been contemplating him, as he heard her declaration. The words slipped over him, heightening his senses and catching his soul alight.
He now desperately wanted her to know how he felt too, so he summoned a crystal in his free hand and poured his affections into it. Walking to the window of the tower he was situated in, he sat on the edge of the windowsill and lent out, quickly surveying all that was his. Positioning the crystal onto the palm of his hand and in front of his face, he blew it out into the night in order to seek out its intended recipient. He returned his attention back to the original crystal and looked back into its clear depths. "I love you, too, Sarah. I only hope you can forgive me."