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A/N: Thank you all so much for the great reviews I have been getting and for lady Anivil for bringing me back to speed with my story. I shall try and not fall behind once again, though I cannot make any promises. Love ya miss ya mean it bye.
Sarah laid her head back in despair. She was too tired, weak and hungry to cry anymore. How was she to get out of here? Would she ever see Jareth again? And what affects would this have on her innocent, unborn child? There were just too many questions that needed to be answered and no one to answer them. She now wished she could find some way of getting word to Jareth that she was okay. She knew he had already begun to miss her.
The only thing that seemed to comfort her in any way was the small amount of time she had each day with the goblin maid, Malya. She would come in once a night, when all was quiet and no one would notice she was missing. Sarah would tell her, in small fragments, all that had happened between her and Jareth. How Herman had forbidden Jareth to ever see her again; about the note that she had found; and she even told Malya about the way Jareth had asked her to marry him.
This seemed to do as much good for Malya as it did for Sarah herself. In fact, they had grown so close in so little time, that they hated when it came time for Malya to leave the cell.
"How I wish I could go back with you and spend time with Jareth," she said, one night. "I would be such a big help to you both. I could take care of the baby when you were tired, miss."
"I'm sure you would," replied Sarah, smiling. Then, her expression turned sad again. "I just wish that I could get home."
"I'm sure Jareth will get us out of here as soon as he is able to, miss," said Malya, hopefully. "He wouldn't just leave you here."
"I certainly do hope you are right," sighed Sarah. "I most certainly do."
~*~
Janet lay in her bed, a deep frown upon her face. She restlessly tossed and turned, for the dream she was having was definitely not a good one.
//Janet's Dream//
Janet was walking through an incredibly difficult labyrinth. One with intricate turns and horrible choices that she needed to make. Every now and again, there were drunken goblins, stupidly waving half full goblets of alcohol around.
Finally, Janet comes to a great opening, one with nothing but blackness beyond it. She waited there for a few moments before a large, shadowy figure floated and halted right in front of her.
"Who goes there?" it drawled.
"'Tis I, the mistress of the castle," Janet replied. The shadowy figure said nothing more, but stepped aside for her to pass.
Janet traveled on for quite some time before she actually realized that she was traveling in total darkness. She had no idea of where she was heading. Then, a voice whispered softly,
"Come with me, Janet." It was Jareth's voice. "Please, come with me." In the dream, Janet smiled and began following the voice.
Janet's body drew wearily up from the bed. She was sleep walking, and following the voice that was inside her head.
Come with me, Janet. I need your help, love.
Janet slipped on her robe and slippers, never once awakening. She walked to her bedroom door, and then hesitated.
Come with me, Janet. Don't ignore me, darling.
She opened the door and somehow managed to get down the hall. In her dream, she was still in total darkness.
You are so close to me, my love.
She smiled and walked wearily down the hall. She was carried all the way until she was in a small room.
Janet looked with newfound sight. She was now able to see, but the sight she saw was horrible. Her beloved Jareth was locked inside a small cell, a tear on his blessed face.
"Please, Janet, open the door for me," he said. Janet frowned at the sight, withdrew some keys, and looked at them.
Janet stood there, in the dark room, keys in hand. She then proceeded to pick on out of the many there and walk towards the door.
That's it, Janet. Just a little further, and I shall be with you always.
Janet came so that the key was within an inch of the key hole. Just a little bit further, and she could unlock it. Then, there was a loud clutter from behind her, and Janet's eyes shot right open. She looked around her to see that she was holding the keys in her hand and was standing right in front of Sarah's cell.
With the new noise, Sarah also shot right up, only to see a dazed and confused Janet standing before her cell.
"What do you want?" she croaked. "Please, don't harm me. I don't want my baby to be harmed."
"Oh, shut up, you sniveling wench," spat Janet. Everything had now come into focus and she understood at what had happened. "I wouldn't take the time of day to waste on you and your pathetic baby." With that, she turned to see the cause of the noise. There, she saw a small goblin maid.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed.
"I-I'm terribly sorry, ma'am," squeaked Malya. "I-I didn't mean it."
"Well, what is this?" laughed Janet, looking down at the tray of goodies. "Well, now I see where all that extra food had gone. Malya, I can't believe this. I honor your wish of becoming my slave, and this is how you repay me? You are to leave here at once and to never return again. Is that quite understood?"
"Y-y-yes ma'am," cried Malya. The tears flowed freely from her eyes as she rushed out of the room.
"Stupid goblin," Janet hissed. Without another word, she was gone.
~*~
"Nooooooo!" cried Hoggle, falling to his knees. "We were so CLOSE!" He banged his fists against the cold stone of the castle floor.
"This is definitely most disturbing," agreed Sir Didymus.
"Ludo sad," sighed Ludo. Then, Hoggle jumped up.
"Fine," he said. "Next time, we are going there ourselves to free Sarah. And no mistakes this time. That is FINAL!"
A/N: Thank you all so much for the great reviews I have been getting and for lady Anivil for bringing me back to speed with my story. I shall try and not fall behind once again, though I cannot make any promises. Love ya miss ya mean it bye.
Sarah laid her head back in despair. She was too tired, weak and hungry to cry anymore. How was she to get out of here? Would she ever see Jareth again? And what affects would this have on her innocent, unborn child? There were just too many questions that needed to be answered and no one to answer them. She now wished she could find some way of getting word to Jareth that she was okay. She knew he had already begun to miss her.
The only thing that seemed to comfort her in any way was the small amount of time she had each day with the goblin maid, Malya. She would come in once a night, when all was quiet and no one would notice she was missing. Sarah would tell her, in small fragments, all that had happened between her and Jareth. How Herman had forbidden Jareth to ever see her again; about the note that she had found; and she even told Malya about the way Jareth had asked her to marry him.
This seemed to do as much good for Malya as it did for Sarah herself. In fact, they had grown so close in so little time, that they hated when it came time for Malya to leave the cell.
"How I wish I could go back with you and spend time with Jareth," she said, one night. "I would be such a big help to you both. I could take care of the baby when you were tired, miss."
"I'm sure you would," replied Sarah, smiling. Then, her expression turned sad again. "I just wish that I could get home."
"I'm sure Jareth will get us out of here as soon as he is able to, miss," said Malya, hopefully. "He wouldn't just leave you here."
"I certainly do hope you are right," sighed Sarah. "I most certainly do."
~*~
Janet lay in her bed, a deep frown upon her face. She restlessly tossed and turned, for the dream she was having was definitely not a good one.
//Janet's Dream//
Janet was walking through an incredibly difficult labyrinth. One with intricate turns and horrible choices that she needed to make. Every now and again, there were drunken goblins, stupidly waving half full goblets of alcohol around.
Finally, Janet comes to a great opening, one with nothing but blackness beyond it. She waited there for a few moments before a large, shadowy figure floated and halted right in front of her.
"Who goes there?" it drawled.
"'Tis I, the mistress of the castle," Janet replied. The shadowy figure said nothing more, but stepped aside for her to pass.
Janet traveled on for quite some time before she actually realized that she was traveling in total darkness. She had no idea of where she was heading. Then, a voice whispered softly,
"Come with me, Janet." It was Jareth's voice. "Please, come with me." In the dream, Janet smiled and began following the voice.
Janet's body drew wearily up from the bed. She was sleep walking, and following the voice that was inside her head.
Come with me, Janet. I need your help, love.
Janet slipped on her robe and slippers, never once awakening. She walked to her bedroom door, and then hesitated.
Come with me, Janet. Don't ignore me, darling.
She opened the door and somehow managed to get down the hall. In her dream, she was still in total darkness.
You are so close to me, my love.
She smiled and walked wearily down the hall. She was carried all the way until she was in a small room.
Janet looked with newfound sight. She was now able to see, but the sight she saw was horrible. Her beloved Jareth was locked inside a small cell, a tear on his blessed face.
"Please, Janet, open the door for me," he said. Janet frowned at the sight, withdrew some keys, and looked at them.
Janet stood there, in the dark room, keys in hand. She then proceeded to pick on out of the many there and walk towards the door.
That's it, Janet. Just a little further, and I shall be with you always.
Janet came so that the key was within an inch of the key hole. Just a little bit further, and she could unlock it. Then, there was a loud clutter from behind her, and Janet's eyes shot right open. She looked around her to see that she was holding the keys in her hand and was standing right in front of Sarah's cell.
With the new noise, Sarah also shot right up, only to see a dazed and confused Janet standing before her cell.
"What do you want?" she croaked. "Please, don't harm me. I don't want my baby to be harmed."
"Oh, shut up, you sniveling wench," spat Janet. Everything had now come into focus and she understood at what had happened. "I wouldn't take the time of day to waste on you and your pathetic baby." With that, she turned to see the cause of the noise. There, she saw a small goblin maid.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed.
"I-I'm terribly sorry, ma'am," squeaked Malya. "I-I didn't mean it."
"Well, what is this?" laughed Janet, looking down at the tray of goodies. "Well, now I see where all that extra food had gone. Malya, I can't believe this. I honor your wish of becoming my slave, and this is how you repay me? You are to leave here at once and to never return again. Is that quite understood?"
"Y-y-yes ma'am," cried Malya. The tears flowed freely from her eyes as she rushed out of the room.
"Stupid goblin," Janet hissed. Without another word, she was gone.
~*~
"Nooooooo!" cried Hoggle, falling to his knees. "We were so CLOSE!" He banged his fists against the cold stone of the castle floor.
"This is definitely most disturbing," agreed Sir Didymus.
"Ludo sad," sighed Ludo. Then, Hoggle jumped up.
"Fine," he said. "Next time, we are going there ourselves to free Sarah. And no mistakes this time. That is FINAL!"