Disclaimer: Once again, I own nothing but the plot and Christine.
Sarah got home that evening, completely stunned at what had happened. What had Jareth mean about making room for him? Did he mean what he had said about making a room for her? She was so distracted, that she did not notice her niece sitting at the dinning room table. She would have walked right past her if she had not spoken.
"Are you alright, Aunt Sarah?" whispered Christine. Sarah stared at Christine, obviously startled at the sound of her voice.
"What? Oh-um. yes, I am. I'm fine." She attempted a smile but failed miserably. Her mind was racing with thoughts about the scene that had taken place in her office a mere four hours earlier.
"You don't seem so well," commented Christine. "Perhaps you should go lay down. It might help."
"No," whispered Sarah, coming out of her daze. "No, Christine. I will be all right. I just need a drink." She started for the kitchen.
"Way ahead of you," said Christine. Sarah stopped and turned around. "Hot tea with a twist of lemon and a pinch of lime, just the way you like it." Christine shoved a steaming cup towards her aunt. They both smiled at each other. ~*~
The next morning, Sarah awoke with a start. Oh no! He alarm clock hadn't gone off! She looked at her watch. 8:00 a.m. Crap! She was due at work in half an hour. She jumped out of her bed and stopped short. This wasn't her room. This wasn't her bed. Then, she felt a small cry escape her. She was back in the Underground! With the Labyrinth and goblins. With Hoggle and Ludo and Sir Didymus! With Ambrotious. With Jareth!!
Sarah got home that evening, completely stunned at what had happened. What had Jareth mean about making room for him? Did he mean what he had said about making a room for her? She was so distracted, that she did not notice her niece sitting at the dinning room table. She would have walked right past her if she had not spoken.
"Are you alright, Aunt Sarah?" whispered Christine. Sarah stared at Christine, obviously startled at the sound of her voice.
"What? Oh-um. yes, I am. I'm fine." She attempted a smile but failed miserably. Her mind was racing with thoughts about the scene that had taken place in her office a mere four hours earlier.
"You don't seem so well," commented Christine. "Perhaps you should go lay down. It might help."
"No," whispered Sarah, coming out of her daze. "No, Christine. I will be all right. I just need a drink." She started for the kitchen.
"Way ahead of you," said Christine. Sarah stopped and turned around. "Hot tea with a twist of lemon and a pinch of lime, just the way you like it." Christine shoved a steaming cup towards her aunt. They both smiled at each other. ~*~
The next morning, Sarah awoke with a start. Oh no! He alarm clock hadn't gone off! She looked at her watch. 8:00 a.m. Crap! She was due at work in half an hour. She jumped out of her bed and stopped short. This wasn't her room. This wasn't her bed. Then, she felt a small cry escape her. She was back in the Underground! With the Labyrinth and goblins. With Hoggle and Ludo and Sir Didymus! With Ambrotious. With Jareth!!
