A/N: Hey people! Thanks for the reviews guys, I really appreciate it! And now here is chapter two in my lovely ff. (Ack, I actually get reviews for once and it goes to my head!) I'm trying in general to avoid romance on this story, all my stories end up with romance in them but if anything does happen it'll probably happen with J/S.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to the original Labyrinth. The original characters are not mine. Jessica is mine though, and so is the lovely pink dress she wears. Not the earring and necklace though, I made those up, but I am thinking of buying some jewelry like that. (Shakes her head at her incessant rambling) Anyways…

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Revenge is Sweet. Isn't It?

Jessica awoke to a soft knock on her door. She sat up, still holding Ginny. She hadn't intended to fall asleep; she had only lain down to think for a moment. She set Ginny down on the pillow. She stood and walked over to the door. She opened it to find Jareth standing there.

"Yes?" she asked.

"I would like it if you would join me for dinner," said Jareth. The words, though phrased as a command, were said like a request.

"Of course," Jessica said. She was unsure whether to take this as a good sign or a bad one. She met his eyes, trying to hide her distrust that had sprung up upon the discovery that he had brought her things from Aboveground. "Give me a moment to change, please?"

Jareth smiled, apparently noticing nothing. "Of course," he said. "I will return in a few minutes." He left and Jessica shut the door quickly. She hurried over to the closet, for the first time thankful that he had brought her things; she didn't feel like wearing one of the large Cinderella-like ball gowns. She changed quickly and then took a moment to study herself in the full-length mirror that had been affixed to the back of her door. She had chosen to wear a dress that had always been one of her favorites. It was soft pink in color and fell to her ankles. Its spaghetti straps revealed her shoulders. She put on a necklace and pair of earrings with roses of a slightly lighter color than the dress. She considered applying make-up but decided against it; she had always hated the stuff. She left her hair down but brushed it carefully, making sure it didn't reveal the fact that she'd been asleep.

Despite the fact that she felt mistrust towards Jareth for going through her things she could not resist the opportunity to dress up. Jessica loved dressing up; she had often done it back Aboveground for no reason at all. She just liked to admire herself in the mirror.

Moments later he knocked again and she opened the door.

He stood there a moment and looked at her. Then he smiled and offered her his arm. Jessica took it finding that she felt very uncomfortable. What was she doing? She didn't trust him yet she was wearing an outfit that was, she realized, probably more revealing than anything anyone ever wore in the Underground? She found herself blushing and she looked straight ahead, hoping that Jareth had not noticed.

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Jessica was blushing now. She stared straight ahead as though if by doing so she could hide her emotions. Jareth laughed inwardly at the thought of her being able to hide anything from him. The girl really was not aware of just how easy she was to read. He knew she was embarrassed and he knew that it was because of the outfit she had chosen to wear.

He had to admit, it made her look rather beautiful. The gown was elegant in its simplicity and it did accent her form nicely. But he did not care for her in that manner; she was a fool for even thinking that he might. Still, he had long been aware of the way she felt for him or rather thought she felt for him. It was almost amusing to see her so uncomfortable. He pulled her closer to him as they walked and watched out of the corner of his eye as she flushed an even deeper shade of red. He laughed internally again. It was so easy to anticipate her reactions he could have done it if he had been half-asleep.

They entered the dining hall. Jareth noted that the goblins were busy stuffing their faces. No surprise. He pushed two goblins out of the seats intended for him and Jessica. He pulled out the chair for her, playing the part of the gentleman. She sat. He noticed she was watching him carefully from the corner of her eye. She was on her guard. Well, she was not a complete fool then. He gently pushed her chair in and then sat in his own.

Jareth began to serve himself, carefully watching Jessica out of the corner of his eye. He noticed that she watched what dishes he served from and she served from the same ones.

Finally Jessica looked Jareth straight in his eyes. She took a sip of wine before speaking.

"Jareth, may I ask you something?" She looked at her wineglass appreciatively, then took another sip. Jareth smiled and nodded. "Why were my things from Aboveground brought here?"

Jareth had to say one thing for her, she was very direct. "I assumed you would be more comfortable if your surroundings were familiar."

Jessica nodded slowly, but there was still mistrust in her eyes. "Where you the one who brought it here?"

Jareth suddenly understood. She couldn't bear the thought of him going through her things.

"No," he said, and he was not lying. "I had the goblins do it."

He watched as the tension in her shoulders lessened and the mistrust in her eyes faded. There were still remnants of it there though. Jareth smirked internally; that would be taken care of before the night was out. She had no idea what he was up to; she was so naïve, so innocent. For a moment he felt a pang of guilt as he looked at her. She reminded him of Sarah…

At that thought the guilt vanished. He continued with dinner, looking forward to the event he had planned to gain Jessica's trust.

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Jessica settled into dinner, very relieved that he had not been going through her things. She didn't like the thought of anyone going through her stuff but she preferred the goblins to him. She still wasn't happy about it though and she still didn't quite trust Jareth. She sighed mentally. She was sure that if she were meant to have his trust then he would earn it.

The food, she found, was rather good. Much better than she had expected. She soon began laughing at herself for suspecting him of doing anything to the food. It had been an absolutely ridiculous idea.

Once they had finished they sat there sipping at their wine. Jareth, after appearing to study her for a moment, said, "I am a bit confused about something, Jessica, perhaps you could explain it to me?"

Jessica nodded, wondering what was going to ask her to explain.

"You wished yourself away to my kingdom, yet the moment you arrived here you said you wanted to go home," Jareth said, his eyes meeting hers. "If your home is so wonderful that you want to return to it then why did you wish yourself away in the first place?"

Jessica felt a pain inside her somewhere and a sudden urge to drop her eyes overcame her. She found that she couldn't, those mismatched eyes were entrancing.

"My family life is not wonderful," she said softly. "But it was far from horrid. I just–never thought about how much it mattered to me until I wished myself away." Something about this felt wrong; why was she exposing herself like this? "I took it all for granted. And—I wish I hadn't."

Jareth nodded and there was a flash of what seemed like understanding in his eyes. Jessica swallowed. She didn't know why but she had a feeling that she had just exposed herself to an enemy. But that was ridiculous! Jareth had given no indications whatsoever of being her enemy. Jessica laughed internally and tried to shake the feelings off but the sense of vulnerability remained.

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Jareth kept his eyes on hers. The doubt and suspicion had resurfaced in them and there was something else. He had to think for a moment before he was able to put his finger on it. She felt vulnerable. Why? He had been very controlled in his actions and words and had done nothing to bring about that reaction.

He broke eye contact and started an irrelevant conversation with her as her thought. Was it possible her powers were stronger than he had originally guessed? Could she have been, unintentionally, picking up on his intentions? Jareth cursed himself mentally; he should have anticipated this. She was in the Underground, around magic; her powers would develop faster.

He couldn't wait any longer. He need Jessica's full and complete trust and he needed it before she became any more powerful.

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A/N: I think I will stop there for now. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Please R/R, I will be back with more later.