Dieja looked at Gryiffn, then at Jareth, and sat down slowly. "Okay..."

Jareth didn't move. "Put her down." the dragon repeated. The goblin king slowly lowered Alex to the floor.

Spike walked out of Michelles house, no longer vamped out. Suddenly, police cars and ambulances drove up, and the police seized Spike, and the ambulance paramedics rushed into the house. Spike raised his eyebrow, for this had happened before. The police took him to the station and threw him into a cell. Spike just simply tore out the bars in the cell window, and ran off into the night. Well, not exactly. The sun was boud to come up, any second. Spike ran to the graveyard in Sunnydale, and ran into his crypt.

As soon as her feet touched the floor, Alex tried to get away, though Jareth was still holding onto her shirt.

"Going somewhere?" Jareth taunted. Gryffin growled, "I don't want to hurt you Jareth." When Jareth made no move to let go, Gryffin hit him across the face. "Doesn't mean I won't."(SORRY! I TOOK THAT QUOTE FROM BTVS...) Jareth flew across the room(he let go of Alex) and hit the wall with a loud thud. The cobra that Jareth had dropped slithered its way to Alex and raised its hood.

Alex looked down at the cobra, scared stiff. She didn't move at all. Dieja ran to Jareth, to see if he was alright. "My God, Jareth! Are you alright?"

Gryffin got rid of the cobra with a wave of his hand. Jareth groaned in pain and opened his eyes.

Alex, instead of standing there, ran off, out of Jareth's castle, and through the Goblin City, and ran along the side of the labyrinth, when she came across Hoggle.

Gryffin caught up with her.(very.....long.....post,....must...rest)

Alex didn't notice Gryffin. She walked up to Hoggle, who was peeing in a pool. She said, startling Hoggle. "Hi Hoggle. Peeing in a pool, again?"

Gryffin watched Alex and...Hoggle...peeing...

Hoggle jumped. "Oh, Hi Alex. Hoggle just... Hoggle minding Hoggle's buisness... no spraying faeries, not, not Hoggle."

Alex raised her eyebrow. "Huh? Oh yeah! Right! It's okay, its not that I currently CARE about you spraying the Faeries..."

MEANWHILE BACK AT THE CASTLE....

"WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE THEY??!! I'M GONNA TEAR THEM BOTH APART!!" Jareth was bellowing and trying to get out of the dinning room. But Moro, who had heard all the comotion, Dieja and Araie were holding him down.

Gryffin stayed where he was, watching Hoggle and Alex interacting.

(both, as in Alex and Gryffin?)

Alex stuck out her tounge, and turned away as Hoggle was zipping up his fly. (gross!)

Hoggle walked over to the labrinth wall, and stared at a faerie, tempted to spray it. But, he didn't.

"So, what does Alex want now?"

Alex stared, and then replied; "Nothing, I was just passing through. I need to get to Dieja's palace.

"Well, Hoggle know the way Hoggle does. Just go strait down, and there's you go!"

"Thanks Hoggle!" Alex ran off.

(as in both yes)

Gryffin caught Alex. "Woah there! Where do you think you're going?"

Alex pouted. "To Dieja's castle. Why?"

(*gasp... wheeze...*)

He put Alex down. "You don't think I'm going to let you get away without a thank you. And I don't think Jareth will let you get away that easliy after what you said to him."

Alex avoided Gryffins eyes. she muttered. "You'd be pissed to if he beat you up just for no reason."

"What?" Gryffin said (...need....air......) Alex rolled her eyes. "Nevermind. I'm not in a very good mood, Okay?"

Gryffin gently tilted her chin up so she met his dragon eyes. "Tell me."

Alex sighed. "He hurt me... several months ago... he just beat me up for no reason."

Gryffin was shocked. Jareth had never hurt anyone, unless there was a reason. "Was he drunk?"

"No..." Alex looked at him strangely.

It was a stupid question, thought the dragon. Jareth never got drunk. As far as he knew. "Well, never mind that. You have to apologize to him, or he'll hold it against you for a long time. I'll make sure he doesn't touch you."

Alex sighed. "Fine. Tomorrow, I will."

"No, now." hesaid making him and Alex disappear and reappear out side the dinning hall.

Alex frowned as they dissapeard, and reaapeared in the dining hall. (need... air.. call... 9... 1.... 1...)

Gryffin opened the doors and nudged Alex in closing the doors, just in case.

Jareth looked up at Alex and Gryffin with cold eyes."You two!? Let go of me!!" Gryffin nodded and Moro let him go. Jareth charged at the 16 yr old.

Alex gasped, and pulled her arms up in front of her kind of as a shield. Dieja looked at Moro, then back at the pissed of Jareth.

Gryffin jumped in the way of Jareth making the Goblin King crash into his side and to the ground. "Sorry old friend. No touching."

Alex looked at her feet. (*gasp* *Wheeze...*

Gryffin lay on his belly, so Jareth couldn't try anything. "Now, Alex here wants to tell you something Jareth." he looked at Alex.

"Uh... Sorry, Jareth." Alex apologised, Her face turned a bright red. Looking down, not wanting to look in those cold eyes ever again. She wanted to dissapear, right then.

(tee hee... check ur e-mail! god I'm evil...)

Jareth wasn't expecting that. He thought she was going to insult him again. "Well, Jareth? What do you say back? Hm?" Gryffin said. "I..I'm sorry Alex. I guess...I guess I wasn't thinking." Gryffin nodded and made himself, Dieja, Moro, and araie dissappear from the room. Jareth and Alex were alone.

"Uh... Why'd they leave?" Alex asked, looking around. (*Gasp... wheeze...*)

"Don't know.." Jareth said

Alex bit her lip, not knowing what to do. "Uh... is Hoggle supposed to urinate in pools?"

Jareth shook his head..(*gasp*..*wheeze*)

"Uh... okay... bye now." Alex turned to leave.

Jareth stepped in front of her.

"What?" Alex asked.

A small smile played on the Goblin King's lips. He kneeled down so he was eye level with her. "Did you know that you were the first to make my anger fly, apologize, then not have anything happen to you afterwards?"

Alex raised her eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

He nodded a tear in his eye. "I don't mean to hurt you, ever." he then pulled her into a tight embrace.(EVERYONE BUT MORO: AWWWWW!!!! MORO: *GRUMBLE GRUMBLE*)

Spike sat up in his coffin, well, it wasn't HIS. He origionally had a grave, so he found a crypt and took the dead body from it, and used it himself. He laid down, and fell into his "dreamless" sleep. It wasn't dreamless at all. He dreamed the same dream he did yesterday, just more detailed. He was about seventeen. He WAS a sissy-boy poet. Not anymore! He bent down, and fisished off his kill. He stood up, and wiped the blood off his mouth with his sleeve. He looked over to the right, and saw a girl with blonde hair, about nine or ten years old, run away.

Alex choked. "Okay... Jareth... air becoming an issue... LET GO PLEASE!!"

"Oh, sorry!" he let go.(*wheeze*...*gasp*)

Dieja sat down. She clicked her tounge, greatly annoying Moro and Gryffin.

"Knock it off!" Moro said ear to the door. "Oh no you don't!" Gryffin said prying Moro off the door.

Dieja stopped.

"I'm sure Alex is fine. But, If she's not, Jareth won't be, soon after I find out."

Dieja started to whistle instead.

"I just decided that I greatly dislike you Dieja." Moro said sarcasticly.

Dieja rolled her eyes, smiling. Dieja suddenly had a HUGE headache coming on. "Stupid headache. I've been getting these alot lately" Dieja muttered. (this is pointless) Dieja got up, and opened the door leading to the dining hall.

Jareth smiled down at Alex.(*gasp*...*wheeze*)

Alex looked into his eyes, smiled, then ran over and grabbed the Labyrinth Book.

"Read This, I think it may actually happen."

Jareth took the little red leather bound book.

Alex turned, and saw Dieja enter the room. Dieja looked relieved that Alex wasn't hurt.

Jareth nodded at Dieja.(*gasp* *wheeze*)

Spike woke up. "God, What is WITH that bloody dream?! It doesn't matter! That girl would already be dead!" He growled, and walked outside.

He saw a hook 'er, (eewww...) sitting on a grave, smoking MaReJuWaNnA! He walked over to her, and she was BUTT-UGLY!! Spike stared at her, and she stared back.

"Hello, handsome."

Spike was disqusted, but played along.

"Hello, dearest."

She crushed the weed she had in her hand with her foot, and put her arms around Spike. While she was looking over his shoulder, he vamped out. When she looked back at him, She started to scream. Suddenly, from the tree above them, Buffy bolted down, and kicked Spike in the chest-again. Spike fell to the ground, and the woman took off.

"Is little baby hungry?" Buffy taunted, refering to the night where he ran away.

Spike replied, "No, just pissed."

still vamped out, he hit her in the face, knocking her backwards. They fought for quite the while, until Buffy tired out Spike, and he was lying on the ground. Buffy towered over him, and pulled out a stake.

Spike kicked himself up, and jumped into the tree. Buffy gave up trying to find him, and walked away.

Gebon had just fed off a Butt-Ugly girl, but he was hungry, so it didn't matter. He was walking through the graveyard when he heard a rusling in the tree above. He vamped out and yelled "Hey you! Come down here!"

Spike wasn't vamped out anymore, and he jumped down from the tree.

"What's a vampire like you doing in a tree?" Gebon asked. Gebon was gangly looking, with brown hair and blue eyes.

Spike sneered. "That bloody slayer."

Gebon laughed "Slayer troubles huh?"

"Yeah." Spike lit a ciggarette. "This ones alot more skilled than that one I killed on the subway..."

"Wow, you killed a slayer?" Gebon said leaning against the tree.

"Yeah, few years ago." Spike sat on a gravestone.

"I know a place that has no slayer." Gebon whispered.

Spike stared; "Bloody Hell, Where?"

"well, I guess killing a slayer is good enough...don't want to ruin it for ya." Bebon said teasingly

Spike stared, anxious to know. "Tell me, where?"

"Nah, you won't be interested.." Gebon said walking off.

Spike cought up with Gebon. "No, tell me. Please." Spike stared at Gebon anxiously.

"A trade. You tell me what i wanna know and I'll tell you where." Gebon said sitting on a headstone.

Spike leaned against a statue of and angel.

"What do ya wanna know?"

"What's your name? And where can I find the slayer?" Gebon said.

"Name's Spike, William, actually. and uh... just kill someone, and let them scream. She'll come." Spike answered.

"Well, Spike, I'm afraid that we'll never meet again." Gebon said getting up and going over to a wondering drunk woman.

"Woah man, hold it. We had a deal. Where is the place with NO slayers?" Spike grabbed onto Gebon's shoulder.

"The place is called the Underground. To get there just say 'I wish the Labyrith would come and take me away, right now' Now, good-bye dear Spike." he snapped the woma's neck and sure enough Buffy came out of nowhere and staked him.

Spike ran, before Buffy could catch him.

"The Underground huh? Well, lets give this a shot. I wish the Labyrinth would come and take me away, right now. Bloody hell, that's lame."

A vampire tapped Spike on the shoulder, "Hello Spike! Miss me?" Gebon said

Spike jumped. "Woah... wern't you just like, STAKED?"

"Tell you on the way, just run." Gebon said trying to keep the same pace as Spike(Gebon was faster)"200 years ago an ancient curse was put on me that I can't die from a stake, cross, anything, except sunlight of course. Count Dracula is the same. The words I told ya weren't the right ones other wise i would have been sent there imedately. In here." Gebon turned to an alley.

"Where the bloody hell are you taking me?"

Spike growled.

"I can say the words to take us to The Underground. IF you truely want to leave. Once you're there, no turning back." Gebon said

"If It gets me away from that bloody slayer. (he says bloody alot)

"It will. So yes?" Gebon said

Spike growled. "Yes. Take me away from the slayer. Take me to the place, what's its name... the Uderground."

Gebon nodded, "I wish the Goblis would come and take us away...right now." and they were gone.