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A/N: I just wanted to say thank you for everything that you've said about my stories. It makes me feel good. Thank you so so so much, everybody.

Just then, Hoggle dropped from the rafters above while Sir Didymus, Ambrotious, and Ludo charged their way through the dining room door, scores of rocks following closely behind them. And suddenly, a nearby window shattered into tiny pieces as Jareth broke into it. Janet began to scream for her servents.

"Give it up, Janet!" called Peter. "You've been outwitted and you have no way out!"

"It's not over yet!" cried Janet. "For I, too, have a few tricks up my sleeves. NOW!" At least twenty goblin warriors entered the room, their spears drawn. Peter made a dive for Janet, but was brought back down by three goblins. Jareth made an attempt for Sarah, but Janet sent a spell that caused Jareth to fight with an invisible force. He could not see who or even what was attacking him, but he tried desperately to force it off. It was quite a sight to be seen fighting something that you couldn't even see.

"Ludo, send the rocks out now!" commanded Hoggle. Ludo let out a loud rumble that brought the rocks forward. But for every goblin that fell to the ground because of them, ten rocks would explode, leaving nothing but small stones and pebbles no bigger than a small dot.

"Come with me, fair maiden," said Sir Didymus as he took Sarah's hand.

"I can't, Jareth needs my help," said Sarah, looking teary-eyed at her husband.

"But it is not seemly that you should do so in your condition, my lady," protested Sir Didymus. "You could easily hurt the little baby."

"I don't care," pouted Sarah. Without waiting for the dog to further protest, she pulled her hand from his grasp, and started for her husband.

"Uh-uh, not so fast," called Janet, grabbing her wrist and twisting it behind her back. "Allow me to show you the way out. We wouldn't want you to get hurt." She placed a great deal of emphasis on the last word as she tightened her grip and twisted Sarah's arms even further.

"No need, your royal pain in my arseness," spat Sarah, hitting Janet in the face with the back of her free hand. This freed her first hand and she turned around. "I'm through with this lousy damsel in distress business. With that, she began to attack Janet.

"Let me go," grumbled Peter as he tried to force the twenty or so goblins that had accumulated around him. They were now tying him together, but with great difficulty. "I swear that I shall have your heads for this."

"I feel like a bloody fool," cried Jareth, swinging wildly into thin air. "I can't even find who I'm supposed to be fighting."

"OUCH!" cried Sarah. She grabbed at her stomach in pain. Janet was now holding out her hand, which showed that she now had power over Sarah's pain. She was now making sure that the protective place of the baby would really hurt.

"I told you I would rather die before I would see a human wench have my Jareth's baby!" she cried. She twisted her hand so that Sarah was now on the floor, curled up in a little ball, clutching her stomach in the greatest pain that she had ever felt in her entire life. Her eyes and mouth expressed exactly how hurt she was.

"And now, for the grand finale," sneered Janet. She pulled both her hands above her head in an attempt to get as much leverage as she possibly could before she could give a huge blow to her greatest enemy. Sarah's eyes filled with horrer as she saw the crazed fae that had tortured the past four months of her life and made living even undesirable prepare herself to strike. The look of anger and hatred was now present in this fae and Sarah could feel the icy breath of death come upon not only herself but her unborn child as well.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHH!" shouted Janet, lunging her hands forward for the attack. Sarah readied herself for the attack, whatever it might be, but it never came. She opened her eyes to see her beloved husband, Jareth, standing before her, hands raised in a counter attack. With a powerful thrust, Jareth forced Janet to fly up against the wall and then to the ground.

"No one touches my wife without suffering my wrath!" he cried. Janet felt the back of her head and gasped when she felt the warm trickle of her own blood begin to spill out. Before she could even think of getting up, Jareth hit her with another spell, which knocked her out cold. He turned and ran to his wife and, stooping beside her, felt her cheek.

"Sarah, Sarah," he whispered. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine now that you're here," smiled Sarah weakly. By now, the others had taken care of the goblins and were watching the two talk.

"We'll get you to someone who could look at the baby and tell us if it is alright or not," smiled Jareth. Then, he looked at Peter. "I want to thank you, Peter, for everything that you have done."

"My pleasure, sir," the man said respectfully, bowing. "But I must admit I had my own reasons for wanting her defeated."

"I don't mind the reasons," smiled Jareth. "But now, we must get Sarah to a doctor or someone that knows something about babies..."

A/N2: I just wanted to say that there is only one chapter more. I hope you guys liked this one. The next and last chapter shoud be very fun to write, indeed.