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Chapter 10
Jareth was beginning to get seriously worried about Sarah. It was about 3am and Sarah had a raging fever that just wouldn't seem to go down. Her hair was partially plastered to her face from sweat and her entire body was slick in perspiration. But while she was sweating and burning hot to the touch, she was shaking uncontrollably on the bed. Jareth had tried every spell he could think of, but as he wasn't a healer himself and there wasn't one in the Goblin City at the moment as there was usually no need for one, he was at a loss.
Sarah began to toss and turn in her sleep and startled Jareth when she cried out.
"Sarah," he called to her urgently, "Sarah, wake up, please, wake up!" he was really worried and he hated seeing her like this.
Jareth knew he had to get her temperature down and realized that at this rate the only way would be to get her into a cold bath.
He quickly went into the bathroom and began to run a cold bath to attempt and cool Sarah off.
As the bath was filling up Jareth went back in the bedroom and gathered Sarah up in his arms, carrying her to the bath that was ready for her. He hoped that this worked because if it didn't, he didn't know what he could do for her.
Before he put her into the bath Jareth spoke to Sarah, just in case she could hear him, "Sarah, love, I'm going to put you in the bath now, it'll be cold, but it will help you...I hope."
Then he plunged Sarah's frail frame into the freezing water, hoping that this would help her. When Sarah hit the water she began to shake violently in Jareth's arms from the shock of the cold water. Her thin nightgown clung to her body and after a moment she began to still. When this happened Jareth quickly took her body from the icy water, drying her with his magic as he did so. He carried her back to the bed and lay her down, pulling the blankets up over her.
He looked down at her and touched his hand to her forehead and felt, with relief, that her temperature had dropped. She was still a little hot, but no longer dangerously so.
Jareth sat in the edge of the bed gently stoking his love's hair when she began to stir. He sighed with relief at the movement.
"Sarah, it's alright, I'm here love," he whispered gently.
"Jareth?" she asked, though her eyes were still closed.
"Yes, it's me Sarah. You gave me quite a scare. Promise me that next time I ask you to something, you'll do it?"
Sarah let out a weak chuckle, "Yeah, I think I'll do that," she groaned as she tried to open her eyes.
"Hold on love, the only light in the room is from the lamps, it's 4am you know, but you had a very high temperature so your eyes are going to be very sensitive to light for a little while. I'll put the lamps out and just light a candle."
"Aha," was all she let out, her eyes hurt and her head was aching terribly.
"Alright, done. You should be able to open your eyes without too much irritation now."
"Thanks," she whispered, slowly opening her eyes.
Sarah blinked a few times to let her eyes adjust to the light of the candle and then she looked up at Jareth.
"Jareth," she began, "thank you. You probably just saved my life...again."
"No problem sweet, what else are knights in shining armour supposed to do?" he smiled down at her, relieved that she was going to be okay. He just had to make sure she stayed in bed and rested for a few days. Although after this episode, he doubted that it would be too difficult a task.
Sarah giggled, then let out a yawn.
"Go on Sarah. Get some sleep. I'll be here when you wake up in the morning."
And with that Jareth lay sitting up, next to her in the bed and Sarah fell asleep with her head resting on Jareth's chest.
When she was asleep Jareth looked down at Sarah. He just felt so relieved that she was going to be alright.
"Ah Sarah, don't you ever do that to me again... I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you" he whispered to the sleeping Sarah.
In her sleep Sarah just buried her head further into Jareth's chest.
Deciding that she would be okay, Jareth put his head back and with a last look at Sarah, he fell into a dreamless sleep.
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It was early the next morning when Sarah awoke. She sat up and looked around the room. It was the first time she had really looked at it. Every other time she had been awake, she had felt too wretched, angry or had her mind on something else to notice her surroundings.
The bed was quite large, probably about king size, and it had deep purple silk sheets with a warm, matching purple blanket.
There were two doors in the room. One led outside to the hallway, and the other to the bathroom. There was also a beautifully designed wardrobe, which, Sarah noticed, was intricately carved to show the different creatures of the Labyrinth with an accuracy and detail that she wouldn't have believed possible on the gorgeous piece of furniture. On the wall opposite her bed there was a vanity with a large mirror. The vanity also had some carving on it of mythical creatures, though not so many as the wardrobe did. It was still beautiful though, and on it were all the things she would need. There was a hairbrush and combs, some makeup and other things that she may need whilst here.
Sarah looked up at Jareth, she had forgotten that he had stayed with her, he must have fallen asleep watching her, the thought made her smile, then the smile slowly turned to a frown, thinking how tired he must have been because of her, that he fell asleep there.
It was then that Jareth opened his eyes. He saw that Sarah was awake and looking at him and smiled at her. When he noticed the expression on her face he grew concerned.
"Sarah, what's wrong?"
"Oh, sorry Jareth...I mean...I'm sorry."
"Whatever for?"
"Well you were asleep, you fell asleep watching me, you must have been so tired from staying awake most of the night to look after me." She looked down while she was speaking, embarrassed and a little upset at saying this.
"Sarah, you have nothing to be sorry about. I was fine. All that matters now is that you get better. Alright?"
Sarah just nodded her head slightly.
"Okay then, now lie back down with me and get some rest...unless you want me to leave that is."
"Oh no," Sarah looked up at him again and blushed a little, "what I mean is- "
"Hush, love. Just rest now."
And with that Jareth pulled her to him so her head lay on his chest and he stroked her hair until she fell back to sleep.
A/N: Hope this isn't too bad, I'm sick so not thinking too good. Thanks for the reviews and there's more to come soon. Any ideas for the next chaps welcome and I hope this isn't too clichéd, even though I know the story's been done too many times to count in the past. Thanks for reading, leave a review on the way out please. Adios, RW.
Chapter 10
Jareth was beginning to get seriously worried about Sarah. It was about 3am and Sarah had a raging fever that just wouldn't seem to go down. Her hair was partially plastered to her face from sweat and her entire body was slick in perspiration. But while she was sweating and burning hot to the touch, she was shaking uncontrollably on the bed. Jareth had tried every spell he could think of, but as he wasn't a healer himself and there wasn't one in the Goblin City at the moment as there was usually no need for one, he was at a loss.
Sarah began to toss and turn in her sleep and startled Jareth when she cried out.
"Sarah," he called to her urgently, "Sarah, wake up, please, wake up!" he was really worried and he hated seeing her like this.
Jareth knew he had to get her temperature down and realized that at this rate the only way would be to get her into a cold bath.
He quickly went into the bathroom and began to run a cold bath to attempt and cool Sarah off.
As the bath was filling up Jareth went back in the bedroom and gathered Sarah up in his arms, carrying her to the bath that was ready for her. He hoped that this worked because if it didn't, he didn't know what he could do for her.
Before he put her into the bath Jareth spoke to Sarah, just in case she could hear him, "Sarah, love, I'm going to put you in the bath now, it'll be cold, but it will help you...I hope."
Then he plunged Sarah's frail frame into the freezing water, hoping that this would help her. When Sarah hit the water she began to shake violently in Jareth's arms from the shock of the cold water. Her thin nightgown clung to her body and after a moment she began to still. When this happened Jareth quickly took her body from the icy water, drying her with his magic as he did so. He carried her back to the bed and lay her down, pulling the blankets up over her.
He looked down at her and touched his hand to her forehead and felt, with relief, that her temperature had dropped. She was still a little hot, but no longer dangerously so.
Jareth sat in the edge of the bed gently stoking his love's hair when she began to stir. He sighed with relief at the movement.
"Sarah, it's alright, I'm here love," he whispered gently.
"Jareth?" she asked, though her eyes were still closed.
"Yes, it's me Sarah. You gave me quite a scare. Promise me that next time I ask you to something, you'll do it?"
Sarah let out a weak chuckle, "Yeah, I think I'll do that," she groaned as she tried to open her eyes.
"Hold on love, the only light in the room is from the lamps, it's 4am you know, but you had a very high temperature so your eyes are going to be very sensitive to light for a little while. I'll put the lamps out and just light a candle."
"Aha," was all she let out, her eyes hurt and her head was aching terribly.
"Alright, done. You should be able to open your eyes without too much irritation now."
"Thanks," she whispered, slowly opening her eyes.
Sarah blinked a few times to let her eyes adjust to the light of the candle and then she looked up at Jareth.
"Jareth," she began, "thank you. You probably just saved my life...again."
"No problem sweet, what else are knights in shining armour supposed to do?" he smiled down at her, relieved that she was going to be okay. He just had to make sure she stayed in bed and rested for a few days. Although after this episode, he doubted that it would be too difficult a task.
Sarah giggled, then let out a yawn.
"Go on Sarah. Get some sleep. I'll be here when you wake up in the morning."
And with that Jareth lay sitting up, next to her in the bed and Sarah fell asleep with her head resting on Jareth's chest.
When she was asleep Jareth looked down at Sarah. He just felt so relieved that she was going to be alright.
"Ah Sarah, don't you ever do that to me again... I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you" he whispered to the sleeping Sarah.
In her sleep Sarah just buried her head further into Jareth's chest.
Deciding that she would be okay, Jareth put his head back and with a last look at Sarah, he fell into a dreamless sleep.
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It was early the next morning when Sarah awoke. She sat up and looked around the room. It was the first time she had really looked at it. Every other time she had been awake, she had felt too wretched, angry or had her mind on something else to notice her surroundings.
The bed was quite large, probably about king size, and it had deep purple silk sheets with a warm, matching purple blanket.
There were two doors in the room. One led outside to the hallway, and the other to the bathroom. There was also a beautifully designed wardrobe, which, Sarah noticed, was intricately carved to show the different creatures of the Labyrinth with an accuracy and detail that she wouldn't have believed possible on the gorgeous piece of furniture. On the wall opposite her bed there was a vanity with a large mirror. The vanity also had some carving on it of mythical creatures, though not so many as the wardrobe did. It was still beautiful though, and on it were all the things she would need. There was a hairbrush and combs, some makeup and other things that she may need whilst here.
Sarah looked up at Jareth, she had forgotten that he had stayed with her, he must have fallen asleep watching her, the thought made her smile, then the smile slowly turned to a frown, thinking how tired he must have been because of her, that he fell asleep there.
It was then that Jareth opened his eyes. He saw that Sarah was awake and looking at him and smiled at her. When he noticed the expression on her face he grew concerned.
"Sarah, what's wrong?"
"Oh, sorry Jareth...I mean...I'm sorry."
"Whatever for?"
"Well you were asleep, you fell asleep watching me, you must have been so tired from staying awake most of the night to look after me." She looked down while she was speaking, embarrassed and a little upset at saying this.
"Sarah, you have nothing to be sorry about. I was fine. All that matters now is that you get better. Alright?"
Sarah just nodded her head slightly.
"Okay then, now lie back down with me and get some rest...unless you want me to leave that is."
"Oh no," Sarah looked up at him again and blushed a little, "what I mean is- "
"Hush, love. Just rest now."
And with that Jareth pulled her to him so her head lay on his chest and he stroked her hair until she fell back to sleep.
A/N: Hope this isn't too bad, I'm sick so not thinking too good. Thanks for the reviews and there's more to come soon. Any ideas for the next chaps welcome and I hope this isn't too clichéd, even though I know the story's been done too many times to count in the past. Thanks for reading, leave a review on the way out please. Adios, RW.