Disclaimer: As I have said before I do not own the Labyrinth, its
characters or its tight pants either. So don't sue me please as all I have
is jack squat any way.
Chapter 3
'Hello Sarah.'
Sarah stared at the sight before her; he was wearing the same poet's shirt with the deep cut down the front revealing his crescent shaped medallion, low cut vest, knee high boots and of course the revealing tight pants.
'Sarah you seem surprised to see me,' his sharply sarcastic yet sweet tone said, interrupting her studding of his revealing garments.
Realised from her trance, Sarah noticed her cup missing from her hand.
'It nearly slipped from your so I took it from you, as I don't have time for you to clean up your messes. What I have to say is too important.'
'Wha.What are you doing here?' she muttered only realising that she had not said shit since he appeared.
'I told you have something to tell and ask of you,' his tone, she noticed, being slightly tinged with impatience.
Sarah, feeling stupid for being afraid to look him in the face, put her head up high. 'What do you.' but her sentence was cut short by the Goblin King passing out, and falling right at her feet.
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Jareth opened his eyes slowly, his head still swimming from his pass out. He slowly sat up, careful not to give himself a head rush, and looked around at his surroundings. He was in Sarah's room, which he knew from when watching her. He was about to get out of the bed when a wave of sickness hit him and he was forced to lie back down again. White hot needles struck each of his temples, tremors began to ripple through him and he was forced to let out a load hissing moan of pain before he passed out again.
Sarah, sitting over a cold mug of tea thinking of what was so important Jareth had to say before he passed out, and if she should call on Hoggle, Ludo or Sir Didymus to come and help. Before she could decide what to do her mind was brought back to focus by a loud hissing moan of pain coming from her bedroom. Her doctor training kicking in before her sense she hurried to the room to see what was going on. What met her eyes was not what she'd expected. When she'd heard the moan she thought he might have woken, but instead she saw him soaking wet, tremors running through his body and passed out on the bed, a tight look of pain a cross his face.
She went back to the kitchen to fetch another basin of cold water to cool him down with again. It would be her fourth trip with the basin in the 6 hours he'd been here. She was beginning to worry about him, never had she seen any one sweat so much in 6 hours and she couldn't change the sheets for fear of possibly making him worse, and secretly she did not want have to drag him around again, how she'd gotten him to the bed the first time was beyond her but she did not want to try and find out. Also she didn't want ot wake him up as dealing with a sleeping Jareth was easier than a dealing with a fully awake Jareth.
As Sarah lent over to wipe his forehead she met a pair of tired mismatched eyes looking up at her.
'How are you feeling?' trying to hide the fear in her voice.
'I'm.I'm fine,' he said trying to sit up but she pushed him back down.
'Don't try and get up or else you might do yourself more damage. Okay?' she said giving him a gentle push back.
Jareth, refusing to be told what to do by a mere mortal, gave look at her with a look that would make his Goblins throw themselves into the Bog of Eternal Stench, but then remembered that she had being going to medicine school for 3 years now and probably knew something or other of what to do in these situations, so he allowed himself to be pushed back down.
Seeing that he was going to stay in bed made her sigh inwardly with relief.
'Alright, now could you tell me what's wrong with you please because I'm not quite sure?'
'Why Sarah after 3 years of doctor school I thought you'd have a better diagnostic than that.' Sick as he may be he could still be a sarcastic, arrogant ass.
'Well I've only been. Wait how did you now I've been going to med. school?' she asked, clear suspicion toning her voice.
'Your T-shirt says so,' he answered pointedly.
Sarah looked down to the top she'd changed into it clearly said 'Hopkins med. Student' she'd gotten it printed herself along with some of her friends for a laugh.
'Oh,' she muttered feeling embarrassed and upset for lashing out at him in his present state but looking at the smirk look across his lips made the feelings of pity for him vanish and fill her tongue with new wiping power.
'You now you could be a little more grateful. After all I have been looking after you instead of calling the cops, why I didn't do that in the first place I still haven't figured out.' Her breath coming slightly heavy now, she looked him in the eye as if daring him to shoot something back at her.
Jareth knew she was expecting him to shoot a vicious remark at her but he knew she was right, though he was not about to tell her that.
'Thank you for your help Sarah and now, before I pass out again, let me tell why I am her.'
A/N: Okay I took me a good while to write this so it would be longer. Also I gave it a bit of a cliff-hanger. So please review this just so I know someone read it. Thank you to those who did.
Chapter 3
'Hello Sarah.'
Sarah stared at the sight before her; he was wearing the same poet's shirt with the deep cut down the front revealing his crescent shaped medallion, low cut vest, knee high boots and of course the revealing tight pants.
'Sarah you seem surprised to see me,' his sharply sarcastic yet sweet tone said, interrupting her studding of his revealing garments.
Realised from her trance, Sarah noticed her cup missing from her hand.
'It nearly slipped from your so I took it from you, as I don't have time for you to clean up your messes. What I have to say is too important.'
'Wha.What are you doing here?' she muttered only realising that she had not said shit since he appeared.
'I told you have something to tell and ask of you,' his tone, she noticed, being slightly tinged with impatience.
Sarah, feeling stupid for being afraid to look him in the face, put her head up high. 'What do you.' but her sentence was cut short by the Goblin King passing out, and falling right at her feet.
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Jareth opened his eyes slowly, his head still swimming from his pass out. He slowly sat up, careful not to give himself a head rush, and looked around at his surroundings. He was in Sarah's room, which he knew from when watching her. He was about to get out of the bed when a wave of sickness hit him and he was forced to lie back down again. White hot needles struck each of his temples, tremors began to ripple through him and he was forced to let out a load hissing moan of pain before he passed out again.
Sarah, sitting over a cold mug of tea thinking of what was so important Jareth had to say before he passed out, and if she should call on Hoggle, Ludo or Sir Didymus to come and help. Before she could decide what to do her mind was brought back to focus by a loud hissing moan of pain coming from her bedroom. Her doctor training kicking in before her sense she hurried to the room to see what was going on. What met her eyes was not what she'd expected. When she'd heard the moan she thought he might have woken, but instead she saw him soaking wet, tremors running through his body and passed out on the bed, a tight look of pain a cross his face.
She went back to the kitchen to fetch another basin of cold water to cool him down with again. It would be her fourth trip with the basin in the 6 hours he'd been here. She was beginning to worry about him, never had she seen any one sweat so much in 6 hours and she couldn't change the sheets for fear of possibly making him worse, and secretly she did not want have to drag him around again, how she'd gotten him to the bed the first time was beyond her but she did not want to try and find out. Also she didn't want ot wake him up as dealing with a sleeping Jareth was easier than a dealing with a fully awake Jareth.
As Sarah lent over to wipe his forehead she met a pair of tired mismatched eyes looking up at her.
'How are you feeling?' trying to hide the fear in her voice.
'I'm.I'm fine,' he said trying to sit up but she pushed him back down.
'Don't try and get up or else you might do yourself more damage. Okay?' she said giving him a gentle push back.
Jareth, refusing to be told what to do by a mere mortal, gave look at her with a look that would make his Goblins throw themselves into the Bog of Eternal Stench, but then remembered that she had being going to medicine school for 3 years now and probably knew something or other of what to do in these situations, so he allowed himself to be pushed back down.
Seeing that he was going to stay in bed made her sigh inwardly with relief.
'Alright, now could you tell me what's wrong with you please because I'm not quite sure?'
'Why Sarah after 3 years of doctor school I thought you'd have a better diagnostic than that.' Sick as he may be he could still be a sarcastic, arrogant ass.
'Well I've only been. Wait how did you now I've been going to med. school?' she asked, clear suspicion toning her voice.
'Your T-shirt says so,' he answered pointedly.
Sarah looked down to the top she'd changed into it clearly said 'Hopkins med. Student' she'd gotten it printed herself along with some of her friends for a laugh.
'Oh,' she muttered feeling embarrassed and upset for lashing out at him in his present state but looking at the smirk look across his lips made the feelings of pity for him vanish and fill her tongue with new wiping power.
'You now you could be a little more grateful. After all I have been looking after you instead of calling the cops, why I didn't do that in the first place I still haven't figured out.' Her breath coming slightly heavy now, she looked him in the eye as if daring him to shoot something back at her.
Jareth knew she was expecting him to shoot a vicious remark at her but he knew she was right, though he was not about to tell her that.
'Thank you for your help Sarah and now, before I pass out again, let me tell why I am her.'
A/N: Okay I took me a good while to write this so it would be longer. Also I gave it a bit of a cliff-hanger. So please review this just so I know someone read it. Thank you to those who did.