Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, Janet, and Jareth's parents.
A/N: I am soooooooooooo sorry I have not updated in a long time. My
computer has been on the fritz, so I have not been able to get to the
internet in a while. Hope you enjoy. Read and review or I will take forever
with the next chapter as well. J/K.
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"What do you want of me?" asked Sarah. "Whatever it is, you can have it. Just let me go home. I am sure Jareth is worried sick about me."
"I am sorry, but no," smirked Janet. "I will not let you go until you hear me out." She sat down and faced Sarah. "When I said that Jareth was in trouble, I was telling the truth. And it is up to you to help him. Now, I cannot force you to do as I say. But you will soon find that I can be very persuasive when I set my mind to it."
"I'm afraid I do not understand what it is that you want from me," frowned Sarah.
"First, allow me to start from the beginning. You see, Jareth and I go way back. Actually, we go as far back as our childhood. I always had certain feelings for him. But Jareth never expressed such feelings for me. So, one day, I work up the courage to tell him how I feel. And that bastard had the nerve to turn me down. I was able to push it to the back of my mind. That is, up until now. You see, when I found that he had been married, I was hurt and felt betrayed. Then, I reasoned that if it were a respectable fae, then I wouldn't mind so much. I'd be jealous, but wouldn't make a big fuss about it. But never, in my wildest dreams, would I think that his bride was the same pig-headed, two-faced, foolish little girl whom had not one drop of fae blood in her ugly little body. Well, you can imagine how I took it. I didn't strike right away, because I thought it would never last. But then, I discovered that you were expecting a little someone."
"I cannot believe you are so arrogant in your ways that you can't even see past the end of your own nose," growled Sarah through gritted teeth. "If he has not come to you through the many years that you have known him, do you honestly think kidnapping me would help?" "Because I will die before I see Jareth have a child with a low, self- absorbed, conniving little twit who is out for all she can take." ~*~
Jareth paced back and forth in his throne room. He repeatedly looked out the window for any sign of his mother and father. And as he paced, he began thinking of Janet. How could she do this to him? He knew why. She was so arrogant and could never live with the fact that he was the one guy she could not have. He was the only one she really wanted. And now, because of something that had happened so long ago, she was willing to kill his only love in order to get revenge. And not only his beloved, but their innocent, unborn child as well.
"Jareth," came a voice. Jareth looked up to see Herman, his father, walking through the door, followed by Jasmine, his mother.,
"Oh Father," sighed Jareth. "It's just horrible. Jareth hugged first his father and then his mother. "It's Janet. She has crossed the line. She kidnapped Sarah and is threatening he life, as well as my baby's." His parents gasped.
"Sarah is pregnant?" asked Herman.
"Oh honey, I am so glad," smiled Jasmine. "I wish we had time for congratulations, but we must find Sarah first. Because if we don't find her soon, it is likely, knowing Janet, that you will be burying both wife and child." Jareth gulped and began to cry, for he knew that his mother was right. Janet was not a force to reckon with. If he hoped to ever see his true love again, he would have to hurry, for time was against him. He knew it, his parents knew it, and Janet knew it. What could be done for him?
"What do you want of me?" asked Sarah. "Whatever it is, you can have it. Just let me go home. I am sure Jareth is worried sick about me."
"I am sorry, but no," smirked Janet. "I will not let you go until you hear me out." She sat down and faced Sarah. "When I said that Jareth was in trouble, I was telling the truth. And it is up to you to help him. Now, I cannot force you to do as I say. But you will soon find that I can be very persuasive when I set my mind to it."
"I'm afraid I do not understand what it is that you want from me," frowned Sarah.
"First, allow me to start from the beginning. You see, Jareth and I go way back. Actually, we go as far back as our childhood. I always had certain feelings for him. But Jareth never expressed such feelings for me. So, one day, I work up the courage to tell him how I feel. And that bastard had the nerve to turn me down. I was able to push it to the back of my mind. That is, up until now. You see, when I found that he had been married, I was hurt and felt betrayed. Then, I reasoned that if it were a respectable fae, then I wouldn't mind so much. I'd be jealous, but wouldn't make a big fuss about it. But never, in my wildest dreams, would I think that his bride was the same pig-headed, two-faced, foolish little girl whom had not one drop of fae blood in her ugly little body. Well, you can imagine how I took it. I didn't strike right away, because I thought it would never last. But then, I discovered that you were expecting a little someone."
"I cannot believe you are so arrogant in your ways that you can't even see past the end of your own nose," growled Sarah through gritted teeth. "If he has not come to you through the many years that you have known him, do you honestly think kidnapping me would help?" "Because I will die before I see Jareth have a child with a low, self- absorbed, conniving little twit who is out for all she can take." ~*~
Jareth paced back and forth in his throne room. He repeatedly looked out the window for any sign of his mother and father. And as he paced, he began thinking of Janet. How could she do this to him? He knew why. She was so arrogant and could never live with the fact that he was the one guy she could not have. He was the only one she really wanted. And now, because of something that had happened so long ago, she was willing to kill his only love in order to get revenge. And not only his beloved, but their innocent, unborn child as well.
"Jareth," came a voice. Jareth looked up to see Herman, his father, walking through the door, followed by Jasmine, his mother.,
"Oh Father," sighed Jareth. "It's just horrible. Jareth hugged first his father and then his mother. "It's Janet. She has crossed the line. She kidnapped Sarah and is threatening he life, as well as my baby's." His parents gasped.
"Sarah is pregnant?" asked Herman.
"Oh honey, I am so glad," smiled Jasmine. "I wish we had time for congratulations, but we must find Sarah first. Because if we don't find her soon, it is likely, knowing Janet, that you will be burying both wife and child." Jareth gulped and began to cry, for he knew that his mother was right. Janet was not a force to reckon with. If he hoped to ever see his true love again, he would have to hurry, for time was against him. He knew it, his parents knew it, and Janet knew it. What could be done for him?