"No." Jareth had to bite his lip until blood flowed so physical pain
could over whelm the emotional, "I won't help you. But I wont let you die
either."
Sarah nodded.
"Good bye Sarah. I wish you a long life."
He set the phone by her face and, for the second time that night, vanished.
Rose awoke on black satin sheets and a bed big enough to swallow her whole. There was soft candlelight shining from beyond matching hangings. The room smelled, male. It unnerved her. But it was cool and relaxing and she was almost too comfortable to be worried.
Almost.
Setting her teeth, Rose pushed the hangings out of the way and slid off the huge bed. She was wearing an interesting nightie that she had never seen before and her closet was full of dresses that looked like they would fit.
"Of course they will fit," she snarled to herself, "If some one brought me here then they would want me to be dressed."
She wandered around the admittedly large room and found that the door, while closed, was unlocked. Rose decided to get dressed and find out what is going on.
"You should go check on her, Jareth," said Jareth's advisor, Aaron, and close friend; "If she's anything like her mother she's bound to be a little bitch when she wakes up."
Jareth scrubbed his hands over his face before slowly nodding, "Yeah, I suppose so. I mean, that is what I should do, right?"
His friend peered into his face, "What's wrong? Did the girl die or some thing?" His jest did nothing but harden the mood.
"I left her. I broke my connection with her. I'll never hear her again, even if she wishes some one away I still wont hear her."
His friend turned away for a second, not wanting to see Jareth in this moment of weakness. "I knew she would never love you." He told Jareth.
Jareth's eyes went wide for a moment before he surrendered to his grief. He didn't know his friend's intention was to spur him into the pain cleansing anger. "Yes. Your, right." Jareth stumbled so badly over the words that after that he found he could no longer say anything.
"It's alright. She'll be okay." He said softly to the goblin king, "She'll be okay." "Aaron," Jareth whispered, hating the weakness, hating how much he needed his friend. "I hope so."
"Where am I!?" Shouted Rose as she made her way down a seemingly endless corridor. The black walls and floor lined with touches made her truly nervous. She heard the crash of something in a different room. She paused, and ran to the room where she had heard the noise come from. She pushed open the large door and bolted into the room, then as far back out as she could get. She backed into the far wall, turned around, and sprinted back to where she had awoken. "What the hell?" Aaron shouted Rose gasped. "It was Rose." Jareth replied in an awestruck voice. "I thought she would still be sleeping."
"Where am I?" All she could see was bright lights
"Your safe. Don't worry." Said a soft female voice
"But, Jareth. My daughter." She protested
"Your safe dear."
"No! She's not safe! She's with him! I have to find them!"
"Miss, if you keep distressing yourself like that I'll have to give you a sedative."
"But my daughter is trapped with him!"
"The man who did this to you?"
"No," Sarah whispered, "Worse."
"Rose," The man said carefully.
"Yes, Rose." Her voice quivered lightly. She paused and looked him up and down. "I like your shirt." She told him meekly. The white poet shirt that he favored had captured her attention.
The man seemed to be fighting laughter. "My name is Jareth."
Rose's eyes darkened and her humor disappeared. "Why did you bring me here, Goblin king." She demanded.
"Sarah," He faltered, paused, and started over. "Your mother wished you away."
"She didn't!" Rose whispered as she backed against the wall.
"I'm so sorry, Rose. If I could have it any other way." Jareth began.
"You!" She spat. "It's all your fault! You're the one who hurt her so badly! YOU!"
"What?" Jareth asked, looking sincerely confused.
Rose had tears in her eyes. "If there was anything she could have given you she would. Why!? Why did you want me?!"
Rose fell back onto the ground as her knees gave out.
"I never asked for you, Rose."
"She didn't! She wouldn't give me to you! She wouldn't give me to you!" She put an emphasis on the word you. Her eyes were full of tears and pain. "Mommy." She moaned. "Mommy help me mommy."
The knife in Jareth heart gave a final twist before it faded away.
His voice was soft and calm, "If I could do anything but this I would. I would bring your mother here. But I cant unless she is wished away."
Roses green eyes glowed with rage. "Can't or won't, you highness." She sneered. She watched him wince as she said; "Sarah paid the price dearly for loving you. You can't take the pain she suffered, then let her loss be in vain."
Rose stood up carefully and staggered slowly away back to the room where she awoke.
Jareth stood around puzzling over what his loves daughter had just said.
"Please!" Sarah gasped.
"Why?" Asked the truly confused nurse.
"I just need you to say that to me! Please! I promise I'll do everything right if you do! I wont fight or any thing! I'll do what ever you say!"
The nurse was holding a piece of paper with a few words scribbled on it. Well, she thought, their just words. And If they make her behave.
"Fine." The nurse said flatly "I wish the goblins would come and take you away right now."
The lights went out.
The nurse fainted.
Sarah forced her breath to stay even.
"You have to take me Jareth." She whispered.
"I have to do nothing, Sarah, I am the ruler of my own domain." He stepped out of the shadows. He was wearing black. All black. Leather, silk and some thing else.
"You have to take me!" She said with a bit more urgency. She didn't want him alone with her daughter.
"I am the Goblin King. I have no need to do as you order."
"You can't have her!" Sarah shouted
"I already do have her, Sarah. She's there, in my castle."
Sarah's throat worked convulsively. "What did you tell her?"
"I told her that her mother had no choice but to wish her away."
She slumped in relief. At least Rose knew that she still loved her.
"But she had some interesting things she said, Sarah, and I'm not taking you any where until you tell me exactly what she meant."
She swallowed hard.
"What did she say?"
"She said that you paid the price dearly for loving me, Sarah."
"I-I-" Her face flushed as her resolve grew. She opened her mouth to let the truth known.
Sarah nodded.
"Good bye Sarah. I wish you a long life."
He set the phone by her face and, for the second time that night, vanished.
Rose awoke on black satin sheets and a bed big enough to swallow her whole. There was soft candlelight shining from beyond matching hangings. The room smelled, male. It unnerved her. But it was cool and relaxing and she was almost too comfortable to be worried.
Almost.
Setting her teeth, Rose pushed the hangings out of the way and slid off the huge bed. She was wearing an interesting nightie that she had never seen before and her closet was full of dresses that looked like they would fit.
"Of course they will fit," she snarled to herself, "If some one brought me here then they would want me to be dressed."
She wandered around the admittedly large room and found that the door, while closed, was unlocked. Rose decided to get dressed and find out what is going on.
"You should go check on her, Jareth," said Jareth's advisor, Aaron, and close friend; "If she's anything like her mother she's bound to be a little bitch when she wakes up."
Jareth scrubbed his hands over his face before slowly nodding, "Yeah, I suppose so. I mean, that is what I should do, right?"
His friend peered into his face, "What's wrong? Did the girl die or some thing?" His jest did nothing but harden the mood.
"I left her. I broke my connection with her. I'll never hear her again, even if she wishes some one away I still wont hear her."
His friend turned away for a second, not wanting to see Jareth in this moment of weakness. "I knew she would never love you." He told Jareth.
Jareth's eyes went wide for a moment before he surrendered to his grief. He didn't know his friend's intention was to spur him into the pain cleansing anger. "Yes. Your, right." Jareth stumbled so badly over the words that after that he found he could no longer say anything.
"It's alright. She'll be okay." He said softly to the goblin king, "She'll be okay." "Aaron," Jareth whispered, hating the weakness, hating how much he needed his friend. "I hope so."
"Where am I!?" Shouted Rose as she made her way down a seemingly endless corridor. The black walls and floor lined with touches made her truly nervous. She heard the crash of something in a different room. She paused, and ran to the room where she had heard the noise come from. She pushed open the large door and bolted into the room, then as far back out as she could get. She backed into the far wall, turned around, and sprinted back to where she had awoken. "What the hell?" Aaron shouted Rose gasped. "It was Rose." Jareth replied in an awestruck voice. "I thought she would still be sleeping."
"Where am I?" All she could see was bright lights
"Your safe. Don't worry." Said a soft female voice
"But, Jareth. My daughter." She protested
"Your safe dear."
"No! She's not safe! She's with him! I have to find them!"
"Miss, if you keep distressing yourself like that I'll have to give you a sedative."
"But my daughter is trapped with him!"
"The man who did this to you?"
"No," Sarah whispered, "Worse."
"Rose," The man said carefully.
"Yes, Rose." Her voice quivered lightly. She paused and looked him up and down. "I like your shirt." She told him meekly. The white poet shirt that he favored had captured her attention.
The man seemed to be fighting laughter. "My name is Jareth."
Rose's eyes darkened and her humor disappeared. "Why did you bring me here, Goblin king." She demanded.
"Sarah," He faltered, paused, and started over. "Your mother wished you away."
"She didn't!" Rose whispered as she backed against the wall.
"I'm so sorry, Rose. If I could have it any other way." Jareth began.
"You!" She spat. "It's all your fault! You're the one who hurt her so badly! YOU!"
"What?" Jareth asked, looking sincerely confused.
Rose had tears in her eyes. "If there was anything she could have given you she would. Why!? Why did you want me?!"
Rose fell back onto the ground as her knees gave out.
"I never asked for you, Rose."
"She didn't! She wouldn't give me to you! She wouldn't give me to you!" She put an emphasis on the word you. Her eyes were full of tears and pain. "Mommy." She moaned. "Mommy help me mommy."
The knife in Jareth heart gave a final twist before it faded away.
His voice was soft and calm, "If I could do anything but this I would. I would bring your mother here. But I cant unless she is wished away."
Roses green eyes glowed with rage. "Can't or won't, you highness." She sneered. She watched him wince as she said; "Sarah paid the price dearly for loving you. You can't take the pain she suffered, then let her loss be in vain."
Rose stood up carefully and staggered slowly away back to the room where she awoke.
Jareth stood around puzzling over what his loves daughter had just said.
"Please!" Sarah gasped.
"Why?" Asked the truly confused nurse.
"I just need you to say that to me! Please! I promise I'll do everything right if you do! I wont fight or any thing! I'll do what ever you say!"
The nurse was holding a piece of paper with a few words scribbled on it. Well, she thought, their just words. And If they make her behave.
"Fine." The nurse said flatly "I wish the goblins would come and take you away right now."
The lights went out.
The nurse fainted.
Sarah forced her breath to stay even.
"You have to take me Jareth." She whispered.
"I have to do nothing, Sarah, I am the ruler of my own domain." He stepped out of the shadows. He was wearing black. All black. Leather, silk and some thing else.
"You have to take me!" She said with a bit more urgency. She didn't want him alone with her daughter.
"I am the Goblin King. I have no need to do as you order."
"You can't have her!" Sarah shouted
"I already do have her, Sarah. She's there, in my castle."
Sarah's throat worked convulsively. "What did you tell her?"
"I told her that her mother had no choice but to wish her away."
She slumped in relief. At least Rose knew that she still loved her.
"But she had some interesting things she said, Sarah, and I'm not taking you any where until you tell me exactly what she meant."
She swallowed hard.
"What did she say?"
"She said that you paid the price dearly for loving me, Sarah."
"I-I-" Her face flushed as her resolve grew. She opened her mouth to let the truth known.
