Disclaimer: As I've said I own none of the Labyrinth, its characters or its
tight pants either (extremely upset due to this fact). So don't sue me
please.
This chapter is for my sick friend Cirfia who is a dedicated reader and Reviewer (Hint Hint) and needs help for her perverted mind.
Chapter 4 'Before you start, just tell me if you're feeling alright.'
Jareth gave her a curious look; this was not the Sarah he'd expected to find. He'd watched often through his crystals, but they only showed him so much, he could not here her talk nor could he watch her constantly, due her defeat of the Labyrinth his use of magic had been limited on her. He could now only see her with others around her or when sleep had taken her. He let a slight smile cross his face remembering how she'd been in the Labyrinth and seeing how she was now.
'Mind telling me what you're smiling?' she asked bitterly.
'Oh. I was just thinking how much you've grown up over the years, that's all and I'm feeling fine, for now.'
'Yeah well people change, because life's not fair they're have to. You and your Labyrinth taught me that Jareth,' she said distantly, more to herself than him.
'Yes Sarah people do change and honestly I would love to talk more over life's little qualms but I can already feel another wave of this sickness approaching so please let me tell you why I'm here so I can get back to the Underground,' his voice was cold and filled with impatience so Sarah quickly sat at the edge of the bed waiting to here is explanation, which, in all honesty, she was quite anxious to here.
'Alright now that I have your attention, for the moment at least, well.' Well what? Now that Jareth had gotten her to at least be willing to listen to him he was not sure what he was going to say. He had been expecting a still selfish little girl whose basis of fairness was far to complicated to understand. He had expected her to put up a fight and after he'd knocked her flat on her ass he'd take her to the Labyrinth and then think of how to explain it all to her, he'd also wanted to be able to take her back to Labyrinth so that he'd be in more comfortable surroundings to explain things. But now that that was out of the question he had to think fast, which was becoming harder by the second from the sickness creeping in on him.
Sarah looked at him intently hoping he would realise that she was still there. Seeing that it wasn't working she decided words might get a better response than staring at him. 'Well what?' Jareth looked up at suddenly as if only just remembering she was there.
'Well.' he said staring at the floor. 'To put it bluntly Sarah I'm dieing,' he gave her a quick glance to see her reaction, which was, to say the least, dumbstruck, but he continued before she interrupt him. 'Now when I say dieing Sarah I mean that within the next hundred years or so I will slowly whither away into nothingness because I'm Fae,' he was now nearly breathless after his little speech. He risked a glanced up at her again before continuing, her dumbstruck look had gone and she was now fighting off suspicion and confusion. He took a deep breath before continuing. 'Sara.
'What do you mean your dieing; I mean how that is possible? And.And what'll happen to the Labyrinth .and Hoggle, Sir Didymus and.and Ludo?' She was now on the verge of hysteria and practically shouting and spitting in Jareths face. She opened her mouth to say more when she felt a sharp pang in her left cheek.
'Sarah be calm, I'm glad your worried for the well being of my Labyrinth. And to answer all your questions quickly, the Labyrinth will either die, along with its inhabitants, or it will choose a new leader, which is unlikely. But I believe I may, and when I say may it means a slim to none chance, have found a way to save both the Labyrinth and myself.' He stopped again for breath and watched her as she tried to take it all in.
' So what is the cure and why are you here at my home?' She tried to give him a cold look but seeing the sweat pour down his face just made her feel bad for even trying to give him one.
'Well I became sick just after you left Sarah and according to this book I own it says that if I bring back the conqueror of the Labyrinth at they're own will then I may expand my life span and I will have someone to take the throne when I die.' Jareth was now struggling to hold off the sickness and desperately hoping Sarah would understand what he'd told her before he passed out.
'By conqueror of the Labyrinth you mean me don't you?' Unable to talk Jareth just nodded his head. 'I need. need time to think on this.Jareth.' She was now stuttering she didn't now what was happening one minute she was drinking tea the next she was discussing returning to the Labyrinth with the least likely person lying in her bed. And also how long would she have to stay in the Labyrinth. Jareths, now, barely audio able voice broke her before she could ask him a single thing.
'I will need an answer when I next wake Sarah so think hard and carefully and hopefully the best shall come out of this.' Jareth was so dizzy he could barely stay in a sitting up position.
'Ok.wait what do you mean next time you wake.' She never got to finish her sentence because he flopped back onto the bed unconscious, again. She was actually beginning to see a pattern here but decided not to think too hard on it at the moment as her mind was buzzing with dreams, sick Kings and returning to the Labyrinth.
Sarah left the room and stood in the sitting room for a moment she was about to go back to the kitchen for another cuppa, she'd become accustom to calling it that due to having an ex-Irish boyfriend, when she heard a crash back in her bedroom and turned to see the last person she'd expected to see.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hoggle stared at the sweat drenched man who had a look of severe pain running across his perfectly sculptured face. He'd hoped that whoever owned this home had not heard him knocking over the small round table because he did not want to again have to explain to a poor helpless mortal why a sick man had just appeared in there home and passed out. It had happened several times, this being the first time that the men with blue uniforms and load noisy things that Jareth had said were guns hanging from there belts had not been there. This was the first time someone had actually cared for him in fact in all of Hoggle's long life this was the first time he'd seen anybody care for Jareth in such a way.
'Hoggle?' said a very near shrieking voice from behind him.
Hoggle jumped hearing his name coming from a young girl. He turned to see who his identifier was and nearly jumped out of his skin with delight. There stood Sarah still as beautiful as the last time he talked to her before she left to be the first to defeat Jareth. Hoggle was so caught up with the shock of seeing Sarah that it took him a minute to fully collect himself and try to be the official Jareth head trained him to be, though in Sarah's presence he felt slightly embarrassed.
'Sarah wats you a doin ere?' he asked only just realising that the Goblin King was being cared for by the very girl he hated most.
'I live here Hoggle and before you go asking all sorts of questions you're going to answer mine.' Hoggle, hearing the demanding tone of her voice, silently decided to answer her questions first and headed for the door to leave the room. Noticing Sarah's questioning look as to were he was going he said 'I's a preferring not to wake 'is majesty as he's nots been feel'n to good.' Sarah just nodded and fallowed Hoggle out of the room, pulling the door over behind her leaving just a crack open.
'Well?' 'Well wats Sarah?'
'Well what's going on and why did the Goblin King just tell me he was dieing and why did he tell me I have to go back to the Labyrinth with him? I thought I'd completed it.' Hoggle noticed the high pitch of her voice and decided that he'd better tell her everything before she went into hysterics.
'Alls right Sarah I's tells yah wats I knows but just be calm, alright?
A/N: All right I know it took a while but I've finished this chapter and I've tried very hard to make it long because there won't be any more chapters for at least another 6 weeks. Please do the usual r/r and tell me what you think of it. And thank you to my most adoring fan Cirfia.
This chapter is for my sick friend Cirfia who is a dedicated reader and Reviewer (Hint Hint) and needs help for her perverted mind.
Chapter 4 'Before you start, just tell me if you're feeling alright.'
Jareth gave her a curious look; this was not the Sarah he'd expected to find. He'd watched often through his crystals, but they only showed him so much, he could not here her talk nor could he watch her constantly, due her defeat of the Labyrinth his use of magic had been limited on her. He could now only see her with others around her or when sleep had taken her. He let a slight smile cross his face remembering how she'd been in the Labyrinth and seeing how she was now.
'Mind telling me what you're smiling?' she asked bitterly.
'Oh. I was just thinking how much you've grown up over the years, that's all and I'm feeling fine, for now.'
'Yeah well people change, because life's not fair they're have to. You and your Labyrinth taught me that Jareth,' she said distantly, more to herself than him.
'Yes Sarah people do change and honestly I would love to talk more over life's little qualms but I can already feel another wave of this sickness approaching so please let me tell you why I'm here so I can get back to the Underground,' his voice was cold and filled with impatience so Sarah quickly sat at the edge of the bed waiting to here is explanation, which, in all honesty, she was quite anxious to here.
'Alright now that I have your attention, for the moment at least, well.' Well what? Now that Jareth had gotten her to at least be willing to listen to him he was not sure what he was going to say. He had been expecting a still selfish little girl whose basis of fairness was far to complicated to understand. He had expected her to put up a fight and after he'd knocked her flat on her ass he'd take her to the Labyrinth and then think of how to explain it all to her, he'd also wanted to be able to take her back to Labyrinth so that he'd be in more comfortable surroundings to explain things. But now that that was out of the question he had to think fast, which was becoming harder by the second from the sickness creeping in on him.
Sarah looked at him intently hoping he would realise that she was still there. Seeing that it wasn't working she decided words might get a better response than staring at him. 'Well what?' Jareth looked up at suddenly as if only just remembering she was there.
'Well.' he said staring at the floor. 'To put it bluntly Sarah I'm dieing,' he gave her a quick glance to see her reaction, which was, to say the least, dumbstruck, but he continued before she interrupt him. 'Now when I say dieing Sarah I mean that within the next hundred years or so I will slowly whither away into nothingness because I'm Fae,' he was now nearly breathless after his little speech. He risked a glanced up at her again before continuing, her dumbstruck look had gone and she was now fighting off suspicion and confusion. He took a deep breath before continuing. 'Sara.
'What do you mean your dieing; I mean how that is possible? And.And what'll happen to the Labyrinth .and Hoggle, Sir Didymus and.and Ludo?' She was now on the verge of hysteria and practically shouting and spitting in Jareths face. She opened her mouth to say more when she felt a sharp pang in her left cheek.
'Sarah be calm, I'm glad your worried for the well being of my Labyrinth. And to answer all your questions quickly, the Labyrinth will either die, along with its inhabitants, or it will choose a new leader, which is unlikely. But I believe I may, and when I say may it means a slim to none chance, have found a way to save both the Labyrinth and myself.' He stopped again for breath and watched her as she tried to take it all in.
' So what is the cure and why are you here at my home?' She tried to give him a cold look but seeing the sweat pour down his face just made her feel bad for even trying to give him one.
'Well I became sick just after you left Sarah and according to this book I own it says that if I bring back the conqueror of the Labyrinth at they're own will then I may expand my life span and I will have someone to take the throne when I die.' Jareth was now struggling to hold off the sickness and desperately hoping Sarah would understand what he'd told her before he passed out.
'By conqueror of the Labyrinth you mean me don't you?' Unable to talk Jareth just nodded his head. 'I need. need time to think on this.Jareth.' She was now stuttering she didn't now what was happening one minute she was drinking tea the next she was discussing returning to the Labyrinth with the least likely person lying in her bed. And also how long would she have to stay in the Labyrinth. Jareths, now, barely audio able voice broke her before she could ask him a single thing.
'I will need an answer when I next wake Sarah so think hard and carefully and hopefully the best shall come out of this.' Jareth was so dizzy he could barely stay in a sitting up position.
'Ok.wait what do you mean next time you wake.' She never got to finish her sentence because he flopped back onto the bed unconscious, again. She was actually beginning to see a pattern here but decided not to think too hard on it at the moment as her mind was buzzing with dreams, sick Kings and returning to the Labyrinth.
Sarah left the room and stood in the sitting room for a moment she was about to go back to the kitchen for another cuppa, she'd become accustom to calling it that due to having an ex-Irish boyfriend, when she heard a crash back in her bedroom and turned to see the last person she'd expected to see.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hoggle stared at the sweat drenched man who had a look of severe pain running across his perfectly sculptured face. He'd hoped that whoever owned this home had not heard him knocking over the small round table because he did not want to again have to explain to a poor helpless mortal why a sick man had just appeared in there home and passed out. It had happened several times, this being the first time that the men with blue uniforms and load noisy things that Jareth had said were guns hanging from there belts had not been there. This was the first time someone had actually cared for him in fact in all of Hoggle's long life this was the first time he'd seen anybody care for Jareth in such a way.
'Hoggle?' said a very near shrieking voice from behind him.
Hoggle jumped hearing his name coming from a young girl. He turned to see who his identifier was and nearly jumped out of his skin with delight. There stood Sarah still as beautiful as the last time he talked to her before she left to be the first to defeat Jareth. Hoggle was so caught up with the shock of seeing Sarah that it took him a minute to fully collect himself and try to be the official Jareth head trained him to be, though in Sarah's presence he felt slightly embarrassed.
'Sarah wats you a doin ere?' he asked only just realising that the Goblin King was being cared for by the very girl he hated most.
'I live here Hoggle and before you go asking all sorts of questions you're going to answer mine.' Hoggle, hearing the demanding tone of her voice, silently decided to answer her questions first and headed for the door to leave the room. Noticing Sarah's questioning look as to were he was going he said 'I's a preferring not to wake 'is majesty as he's nots been feel'n to good.' Sarah just nodded and fallowed Hoggle out of the room, pulling the door over behind her leaving just a crack open.
'Well?' 'Well wats Sarah?'
'Well what's going on and why did the Goblin King just tell me he was dieing and why did he tell me I have to go back to the Labyrinth with him? I thought I'd completed it.' Hoggle noticed the high pitch of her voice and decided that he'd better tell her everything before she went into hysterics.
'Alls right Sarah I's tells yah wats I knows but just be calm, alright?
A/N: All right I know it took a while but I've finished this chapter and I've tried very hard to make it long because there won't be any more chapters for at least another 6 weeks. Please do the usual r/r and tell me what you think of it. And thank you to my most adoring fan Cirfia.