Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I am neither old enough nor brilliant enough to have created these characters, with the exception of Danika and Anthony. So that means I don't have enough money to pay off court fees if I am to be sued. So don't do it!!!
Summary: Jareth and Sarah meet for the first time in twelve years, and it isn't picture perfect.
Hello all- Sorry that I haven't updated sooner, but I had to finish my first year of school, and all of my time was dedicated to studying and panicking about grades and tests and such and such. It's all over now though, and all I have to do is sit and wait for my grades to come in the mail. Unfortunately, I wrote most of this chapter during finals time, and I didn't have very many ideas to change when I got settled back at home. So I apologize if this chapter is kinda lame. But I will say that I appreciate all the feedback that has been given to me on this and my other stories. And all I have to say is keep it coming, because it's a boot to my ego. (Just Kidding :)) Anyway, I will stop babbling and let you get on with the story. Enjoy!!!
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Sarah looked through the tears in her eyes and saw Jareth standing before her, with his hands on his hips. Her eyes immediately were drawn to his chest that his poet's shirt neglected to cover. She mentally slapped herself, thinking about the fact that this is the man who currently had her son.
Jareth noticed her eyes lingering over him, and smiled wickedly when she realized what she was doing. Now he didn't feel so bad about looking over her when he appeared before her seconds ago.
Sarah wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt, and looked at him. "Where is my son?" She asked, him, her voice as icy as her glare.
"He is with my sister at my castle. He is perfectly safe, I can assure you." He said to her, his wicked smile still on his face.
"Why now, Jareth?" She asked him. "I finally began to find some peace and happiness in my life, and now you had to screw things up again."
"Well, Sarah," Jareth said. "Did you ever stop to think that my life was like that, happy and peaceful, until someone came and turned my entire world upside down."
Sarah realized that she was the person he was talking about. In the past twelve years, she had never considered how her journey through the Labyrinth had affected him. All she ever thought about was how cruel he had been when he took Toby from her.
"Is my son okay? He isn't hurt or anything is he?" Sarah asked him.
"I can assure you that the child is fine." Jareth answered coldly.
Sarah moved to stand up, but she forgot about her bad wrist, and yelped out in pain as she put weight on it. She slunk back to the ground, clutching her wrist, and curling into a ball.
"Although I cannot say the same for you," Jareth said as he watched her slide back down to the ground. When he saw the mask of pain that racked Sarah's face, Jareth let his feelings for her break through, and he immediately was at her side, and inspecting her wrist.
"I think that you might have sprained it," he said to her. She looked at him, and thought that she saw a glow in his eyes. She had seen him make that face before, but she couldn't remember where. She tried to look more closely, but Jareth blinked and the same coldness that his eyes displayed covered his features.
Jareth quickly let go of her wrist and stood up to move away from her. He cursed to himself, because he had let his guard down, and she could've seen what he really felt for her. He spun to face her, and spoke to her coldly, "I suppose that your going to say something along the lines of 'It's not fair' right now, aren't you?"
Sarah, who had momentarily been lost in thought of where she had seen that look, glanced up at Jareth with a shocked expression. He had never said anything that cold to her before. "Just what do you mean by that?" she asked him.
"It's just that whenever things don't go your way, you turn into a spoiled little brat." Jareth said.
Sarah couldn't believe it. This monster had just come back into her already difficult life by taking her only son, and now he stood here and had the nerve to criticize her when she was already on the edge of an nervous breakdown.
"How dare you," she said. "You have no right to bring me back here, or to say that. Please just go away and leave me alone," she said.
Jareth nodded at her, and vanished in front of her eyes.
Sarah leaned against a wall, and brought her hands up to her face, being careful with her injured wrists. She felt the tears spring up again, and did nothing to stop them from flowing.
After she had no more tears to cry, she dried her eyes and looked around to try and figure out where she was. She heard a scream and instantly recognized it as Anthony's. She thought that if she followed the general direction in order to find her way to the castle.
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Jareth appeared in his castle, angry at himself. He had almost slipped up in front of her, and he hated acting so coldly to her. He kicked a goblin that was at his feet. It made him feel a little better. He looked over at Anthony when he heard another piercing scream.
Jareth smirked when he saw that the scream was not out of pain or torture, but rather it was out of glee as he chased a group of goblins around the throne room. The goblins learned quickly of the toddlers path of destruction, and moved quicker than ever inorder to avoid getting caught in it.
Anthony grabbed onto the tail of a small goblin and was spinning him around in the air. After about four spins, he let go and the goblin went sailing. Jareth had to duck as the goblin flew over his head and hit the wall behind his throne. He then slid down to the floor and shakily tried to walk off his dizziness and pain.
Jareth looked at Anthony and smiled as he watched him jump up and down while laughing and clapping his hands.
"He has so much spunk and personality, just like his mother," he heard Danika say. He turned to see his sister, who look frazzled and dirty. It was enough to make him chuckle out loud, which is something that he didn't do very often.
"What happened to you?" he asked her.
" The boy was restless, so I was chasing him down. Then he was hungry, so I tried to feed him. I wound up with most of his snack on me."
Jareth looked back at the boy, who was now entertaining himself by spinning in circles. He smirked as he watched the boy.
Danika didn't miss the face that Jareth made, and said, "You're fond of the boy, aren't you?"
Jareth knew that she had seen him go soft, and he knew that he could no longer keep it from her. "I am. He is very energetic and sly. Reminds me of me as a child."
Jareth saw that Anthony had grown dizzy spinning around and he had fallen to the floor. He looked up at Jareth with tired eyes. Jareth said, "Are you tired, Anthony? Do you want to lie down and rest for a while?"
Anthony nodded. He stood and walked over to Jareth with his arms stteched out. Jareth, surprised by the child's openness and trust, picked him up and began to walk down a long corridor. They reached the end of the hall, and Jareth opened the door to his private chamber.
He walked over to his bed, and laid the half-asleep child on it. He formed a lightweight blanket out of thin air, and covered the boy with it. He watched the child as he slept for a few minutes, noting how much he looked like his mother.
He got up quietly and moved over to his patio so the he wouldn't disturb the child as he slept. He looked out over the Labyrinth and conjured up a crystal to see where Sarah was. When he saw that she hadn't moved very far from where she had been, he considered going to her again. But then he saw the angry look on her face and figured that now wouldn't be the best time, since she still looked angry.
He let the crystal fall to the floor and moved back into the room to sit in a chair by the bed. He felt drowsy himself as he watched the child sleep, and soon was fast asleep.
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Danika moved around the throne room, looking around. Jareth had taken the child to his bed chambers to rest, and now there was nothing happening in the throne room to keep her entertained. She decided to see what Sarah was up to, and conjured up a crystal to see where Sarah was. She watched as Sarah debated between turning left or right.
It was obvious that Sarah had no clue as to where she was, and she definitely looked like she was not happy because she didn't know which way to go. She was looking around every direction, her face red with frustration.
Danika lowered the crystal and began to think. She couldn't understand why her brother couldn't bring himself to admit his feelings to this woman. It was so obvious to everyone but him of what he felt for her. She could also see why he felt the way he did. Sarah was a very beautiful woman.
All of a sudden, an idea popped into Danika's head. The more she thought about it, the bigger the smile grew on her face. Jareth would confess his feelings for her, and she knew just how to make it happen. She then disappeared in an instant.
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Dsanika reappeared near where Sarah was standing. She was in the section of the labyrinth were everything was a bit run down. The walls and the ground were very unsturdy and slimy in places. Sarah had taken off her poets shirt and had made a makeshift sling out of it. This caused her balance to be off center, but so far, she had made her way through without slipping or losing her balance.
"Are we having a good time?" Danika asked. Sarah spun around and glared at Danika.
"Do I look like I am having fun?" She said. "Why have I never seen this part of the Labyrinth before? Where am I?"
Danika smiled and said, "This is probably around the time that you were in the oubliette, Sarah."
"Well why didn't I see the doormen of fall into the oubliette?"
"As I understand it, you said when you were here before, you said that everything keeps changing. Well, that is the case here. You cannot expect this to be a breeze for you Sarah, just because you have gone through it already once before."
"I wish that I had known that before I began, it would've been a nice fact to know." Sarah said as she looked around.
"Well, I couldn't tell you. Jareth would've had my head on a silver platter. He is so full of rage because of what you've done, anyone who helps you will wish that they were sent to the Bog of Eternal Stench rather than suffer the punishment that he has in store for them." Danika said.
"Which is why I will not help you with your injury" Danika said. "But I am not saying that I would even if I could do so."
Sarah, wanting to change the subject, said, "How is my son? Jareth isn't mistreating him at all, is he?"
Danika saw the concern in Sarah's eyes. It was not a look that she saw often. She said, "I can assure you that the boy is fine, for now..."
Sarah froze. "What do you mean 'for now'?" she asked her.
"Well, as time goes on, Jareth usually grows impatient with the children who have to stay in his castle. If the child tests his patience enough, Jareth will simply turn him over to the goblins, and let them fight for them." Danika said.
Sarah couldn't believe it. She was fuming. That bastard wouldn't dare let those goblins touch her child. She decided that now was the time to end the conversation with Danika in order to focus on the task at hand.
She spun on her heel and took off to travel further into the Labyrinth, leaving Danika to watch her go. She got about five steps when she heard Danika say, "
Sarah turned on her heel with a comeback on the tip of her tongue, but as she turned she stepped in a large puddle of slime and her lack of balance caused her feet to slide out from under her, and she fell to the ground. Her head hit a nearby rock that had fallen from it's place on the wall, making a sickening cracking sound. She laid there, motionless.
Danika couldn't believe what happened. This was not how it was supposed to happen. She didn't know what to do. She cautiously walked over to Sarah's limp body and crouched down to inspect. She saw that Sarah's eyes were open, but lifeless. A small puddle of blood was forming under her head, and mixing with the puddle of slime.
Danika panicked. She didn't know what to do. She made sure that Sarah was still breathing, but barely. She decided to get Jareth, and disappeared instantly, leaving Sarah unconciouss on the ground, the pile of blood growing larger by the second.
To be continued...
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Like I said before, I apologize if this chapter seemed kinda lame, and I will appreciate any type of feedback that you have, even if it's just one word. If anyone has any suggestions for this story, feel free to share it with me. You will be given credit for anything that I use. I am not sure where I want this story to go, so if you give me some clues on what you want, that would be great. See ya later.
Disclaimer: I am neither old enough nor brilliant enough to have created these characters, with the exception of Danika and Anthony. So that means I don't have enough money to pay off court fees if I am to be sued. So don't do it!!!
Summary: Jareth and Sarah meet for the first time in twelve years, and it isn't picture perfect.
Hello all- Sorry that I haven't updated sooner, but I had to finish my first year of school, and all of my time was dedicated to studying and panicking about grades and tests and such and such. It's all over now though, and all I have to do is sit and wait for my grades to come in the mail. Unfortunately, I wrote most of this chapter during finals time, and I didn't have very many ideas to change when I got settled back at home. So I apologize if this chapter is kinda lame. But I will say that I appreciate all the feedback that has been given to me on this and my other stories. And all I have to say is keep it coming, because it's a boot to my ego. (Just Kidding :)) Anyway, I will stop babbling and let you get on with the story. Enjoy!!!
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Sarah looked through the tears in her eyes and saw Jareth standing before her, with his hands on his hips. Her eyes immediately were drawn to his chest that his poet's shirt neglected to cover. She mentally slapped herself, thinking about the fact that this is the man who currently had her son.
Jareth noticed her eyes lingering over him, and smiled wickedly when she realized what she was doing. Now he didn't feel so bad about looking over her when he appeared before her seconds ago.
Sarah wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt, and looked at him. "Where is my son?" She asked, him, her voice as icy as her glare.
"He is with my sister at my castle. He is perfectly safe, I can assure you." He said to her, his wicked smile still on his face.
"Why now, Jareth?" She asked him. "I finally began to find some peace and happiness in my life, and now you had to screw things up again."
"Well, Sarah," Jareth said. "Did you ever stop to think that my life was like that, happy and peaceful, until someone came and turned my entire world upside down."
Sarah realized that she was the person he was talking about. In the past twelve years, she had never considered how her journey through the Labyrinth had affected him. All she ever thought about was how cruel he had been when he took Toby from her.
"Is my son okay? He isn't hurt or anything is he?" Sarah asked him.
"I can assure you that the child is fine." Jareth answered coldly.
Sarah moved to stand up, but she forgot about her bad wrist, and yelped out in pain as she put weight on it. She slunk back to the ground, clutching her wrist, and curling into a ball.
"Although I cannot say the same for you," Jareth said as he watched her slide back down to the ground. When he saw the mask of pain that racked Sarah's face, Jareth let his feelings for her break through, and he immediately was at her side, and inspecting her wrist.
"I think that you might have sprained it," he said to her. She looked at him, and thought that she saw a glow in his eyes. She had seen him make that face before, but she couldn't remember where. She tried to look more closely, but Jareth blinked and the same coldness that his eyes displayed covered his features.
Jareth quickly let go of her wrist and stood up to move away from her. He cursed to himself, because he had let his guard down, and she could've seen what he really felt for her. He spun to face her, and spoke to her coldly, "I suppose that your going to say something along the lines of 'It's not fair' right now, aren't you?"
Sarah, who had momentarily been lost in thought of where she had seen that look, glanced up at Jareth with a shocked expression. He had never said anything that cold to her before. "Just what do you mean by that?" she asked him.
"It's just that whenever things don't go your way, you turn into a spoiled little brat." Jareth said.
Sarah couldn't believe it. This monster had just come back into her already difficult life by taking her only son, and now he stood here and had the nerve to criticize her when she was already on the edge of an nervous breakdown.
"How dare you," she said. "You have no right to bring me back here, or to say that. Please just go away and leave me alone," she said.
Jareth nodded at her, and vanished in front of her eyes.
Sarah leaned against a wall, and brought her hands up to her face, being careful with her injured wrists. She felt the tears spring up again, and did nothing to stop them from flowing.
After she had no more tears to cry, she dried her eyes and looked around to try and figure out where she was. She heard a scream and instantly recognized it as Anthony's. She thought that if she followed the general direction in order to find her way to the castle.
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Jareth appeared in his castle, angry at himself. He had almost slipped up in front of her, and he hated acting so coldly to her. He kicked a goblin that was at his feet. It made him feel a little better. He looked over at Anthony when he heard another piercing scream.
Jareth smirked when he saw that the scream was not out of pain or torture, but rather it was out of glee as he chased a group of goblins around the throne room. The goblins learned quickly of the toddlers path of destruction, and moved quicker than ever inorder to avoid getting caught in it.
Anthony grabbed onto the tail of a small goblin and was spinning him around in the air. After about four spins, he let go and the goblin went sailing. Jareth had to duck as the goblin flew over his head and hit the wall behind his throne. He then slid down to the floor and shakily tried to walk off his dizziness and pain.
Jareth looked at Anthony and smiled as he watched him jump up and down while laughing and clapping his hands.
"He has so much spunk and personality, just like his mother," he heard Danika say. He turned to see his sister, who look frazzled and dirty. It was enough to make him chuckle out loud, which is something that he didn't do very often.
"What happened to you?" he asked her.
" The boy was restless, so I was chasing him down. Then he was hungry, so I tried to feed him. I wound up with most of his snack on me."
Jareth looked back at the boy, who was now entertaining himself by spinning in circles. He smirked as he watched the boy.
Danika didn't miss the face that Jareth made, and said, "You're fond of the boy, aren't you?"
Jareth knew that she had seen him go soft, and he knew that he could no longer keep it from her. "I am. He is very energetic and sly. Reminds me of me as a child."
Jareth saw that Anthony had grown dizzy spinning around and he had fallen to the floor. He looked up at Jareth with tired eyes. Jareth said, "Are you tired, Anthony? Do you want to lie down and rest for a while?"
Anthony nodded. He stood and walked over to Jareth with his arms stteched out. Jareth, surprised by the child's openness and trust, picked him up and began to walk down a long corridor. They reached the end of the hall, and Jareth opened the door to his private chamber.
He walked over to his bed, and laid the half-asleep child on it. He formed a lightweight blanket out of thin air, and covered the boy with it. He watched the child as he slept for a few minutes, noting how much he looked like his mother.
He got up quietly and moved over to his patio so the he wouldn't disturb the child as he slept. He looked out over the Labyrinth and conjured up a crystal to see where Sarah was. When he saw that she hadn't moved very far from where she had been, he considered going to her again. But then he saw the angry look on her face and figured that now wouldn't be the best time, since she still looked angry.
He let the crystal fall to the floor and moved back into the room to sit in a chair by the bed. He felt drowsy himself as he watched the child sleep, and soon was fast asleep.
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Danika moved around the throne room, looking around. Jareth had taken the child to his bed chambers to rest, and now there was nothing happening in the throne room to keep her entertained. She decided to see what Sarah was up to, and conjured up a crystal to see where Sarah was. She watched as Sarah debated between turning left or right.
It was obvious that Sarah had no clue as to where she was, and she definitely looked like she was not happy because she didn't know which way to go. She was looking around every direction, her face red with frustration.
Danika lowered the crystal and began to think. She couldn't understand why her brother couldn't bring himself to admit his feelings to this woman. It was so obvious to everyone but him of what he felt for her. She could also see why he felt the way he did. Sarah was a very beautiful woman.
All of a sudden, an idea popped into Danika's head. The more she thought about it, the bigger the smile grew on her face. Jareth would confess his feelings for her, and she knew just how to make it happen. She then disappeared in an instant.
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Dsanika reappeared near where Sarah was standing. She was in the section of the labyrinth were everything was a bit run down. The walls and the ground were very unsturdy and slimy in places. Sarah had taken off her poets shirt and had made a makeshift sling out of it. This caused her balance to be off center, but so far, she had made her way through without slipping or losing her balance.
"Are we having a good time?" Danika asked. Sarah spun around and glared at Danika.
"Do I look like I am having fun?" She said. "Why have I never seen this part of the Labyrinth before? Where am I?"
Danika smiled and said, "This is probably around the time that you were in the oubliette, Sarah."
"Well why didn't I see the doormen of fall into the oubliette?"
"As I understand it, you said when you were here before, you said that everything keeps changing. Well, that is the case here. You cannot expect this to be a breeze for you Sarah, just because you have gone through it already once before."
"I wish that I had known that before I began, it would've been a nice fact to know." Sarah said as she looked around.
"Well, I couldn't tell you. Jareth would've had my head on a silver platter. He is so full of rage because of what you've done, anyone who helps you will wish that they were sent to the Bog of Eternal Stench rather than suffer the punishment that he has in store for them." Danika said.
"Which is why I will not help you with your injury" Danika said. "But I am not saying that I would even if I could do so."
Sarah, wanting to change the subject, said, "How is my son? Jareth isn't mistreating him at all, is he?"
Danika saw the concern in Sarah's eyes. It was not a look that she saw often. She said, "I can assure you that the boy is fine, for now..."
Sarah froze. "What do you mean 'for now'?" she asked her.
"Well, as time goes on, Jareth usually grows impatient with the children who have to stay in his castle. If the child tests his patience enough, Jareth will simply turn him over to the goblins, and let them fight for them." Danika said.
Sarah couldn't believe it. She was fuming. That bastard wouldn't dare let those goblins touch her child. She decided that now was the time to end the conversation with Danika in order to focus on the task at hand.
She spun on her heel and took off to travel further into the Labyrinth, leaving Danika to watch her go. She got about five steps when she heard Danika say, "
Sarah turned on her heel with a comeback on the tip of her tongue, but as she turned she stepped in a large puddle of slime and her lack of balance caused her feet to slide out from under her, and she fell to the ground. Her head hit a nearby rock that had fallen from it's place on the wall, making a sickening cracking sound. She laid there, motionless.
Danika couldn't believe what happened. This was not how it was supposed to happen. She didn't know what to do. She cautiously walked over to Sarah's limp body and crouched down to inspect. She saw that Sarah's eyes were open, but lifeless. A small puddle of blood was forming under her head, and mixing with the puddle of slime.
Danika panicked. She didn't know what to do. She made sure that Sarah was still breathing, but barely. She decided to get Jareth, and disappeared instantly, leaving Sarah unconciouss on the ground, the pile of blood growing larger by the second.
To be continued...
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Like I said before, I apologize if this chapter seemed kinda lame, and I will appreciate any type of feedback that you have, even if it's just one word. If anyone has any suggestions for this story, feel free to share it with me. You will be given credit for anything that I use. I am not sure where I want this story to go, so if you give me some clues on what you want, that would be great. See ya later.
