Chapter Fifteen

The End

Author's note/disclaimer: I own nothing. Sorry if it seems kind short guys. But inspiration is a little short these days. I may have my editor go over it and help me out... assuming I can pick one! Lol, there all so great though. But anyways, this is the LAST chapter. So savor it! Also, I may do a part two on the account of... well, you'll see.

Three days had passed and Jareth hadn't spoken more than three words to Leah. She was becoming worried. Nezwil came to visit her everyday though, and it made all the difference. Finally, the fourth day Leah couldn't stand it any longer.

It was worse than having to marry Logan! Jareth wouldn't talk to her, see her nor even look at her. Plainly she was sick of it. So early that morning she got up and went knocked on Jareth's door.

He opened it and took one look at her and slammed it close. Feeling unwanted she started to turn away, and then realized that it was Jareth of all people and that she should be able to talk to him.

"Jareth," she mumbled "open the door."

"I'm busy," he lied.

"You are not!" she accused "open the damn door." He went over and opened the door and looked at her.

"Go away," he said plainly.

"I live here," she spat and put her foot in the door. Though he was stronger than her, she managed to push past him and stand in his room.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Why are you avoiding me?" she asked.

"I'm not," he started but then looked at Leah's hurt expression. "I think its time for you to go home Leah," he said finally.

"What?" she asked "why?"

"I can't afford you getting hurt," he said "so I'll be sending you-"

"No," she said bluntly.

"Leah you don't understand," he said "after everything that's happened-"

"After everything that's happened don't you think I can handle myself?" she asked.

"I don't" he said "that's the thing. I had to rescue you."

"Well you had to rescue me from the damn spider too but I didn't see you shipping me off then," Leah snapped.

"But see," he said "I... I just don't... I can't stand... if you get hurt, I mean."

"Jareth," she said, calming herself "YOU don't understand. I can't stand it if you send me back. You know as well as I do that I don't belong there."

"Who says you belong here?" he asked coldly.

"I do," she whispered.

"Who says your right?" he asked.

"I do," she said again "and you know its true."

"I won't let you get hurt," he said stubbornly "I won't. You're going back."

"You can't," she whispered "I won't let you. I'll keep wishing myself back until you get sick of sending me back."

"Leah your not making it any easier on me," Jareth mumbled angrily.

"I don't care!" she said crying "you can't DO this to me Jareth. You just can't."

"Leah," he said narrowing his eyes.

"Please," she quietly and he held her tightly "please Jareth. Don't send me back. I couldn't stand leaving everything I've come to know, to love. Please." Once again, Jareth was perplexed. She wouldn't beg for her own life but she'd beg him to stay Underground with him. Did she love him that much? Apparently so.

"I swear Leah;" he said "if you are not the most confusing woman I have ever met." She laughed quietly and looked up at him. Jareth wiped tears away with his thumb and gave a sad smile.

"Perhaps when you're older," he said, more to himself than to Leah "you can come back. But you must prove you can handle yourself Leah." He pulled her close to him "Hoggle is always going to be here for you, and so will your mother's other friends."

"You can't DO this," she whispered.

"Listen to me," he said making her look at him "you belong here, alright? You belong here more than anywhere else. I will come back for you. But, perhaps you need to mature a little. Learn to handle yourself."

"I can come back?" she asked worriedly.

"When I think your ready," he whispered.

"Well knowing you I'll be forty," she muttered and he pulled her closer to his face.

"No," he said "I won't make you wait so long. But learn all you can Leah. Come back able to teach me something."

"Please," she started begging again but he kissed her. His lips though quivering because of sadness were warm and soft. When she opened her eyes she was back in her room. Her messing, almost bare room. Her sister's had taken almost all of her things. "I don't belong here," she said quietly to herself and sucked it up. That was one thing she learned, crying never helped anything, only released stress and made you dehydrated.

She wiped the remaining tears from her face and walked down stairs.

"Leah?" Sam asked in discussed "what are YOU doing here?"

"Yeah," Becka asked "aren't you supposed to be with that evil king or something?"

"I live here," Leah snapped "and he's not evil."

"Uh huh," Becka muttered "I just think you escaped and now mom is going to have to call him so he can take you back."

"Funny thing is," she laughed "he thought you'd marry him."

"ME?" Becka scoffed "marry him?! Have you seen the way he breathes? All jagged like? And his pants!" Becka went on, talking about what was wrong with Jareth and Leah went into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and in it, was a single peach. She never had peaches at home, her mom hated them. She picked it up and looked at it, a bite had been taken out of it.

She took a quick bite and smiled, some things wouldn't be forgotten.

"Leah?" Sarah asked "your home? Did you solve the Labyrinth?"

"In a way," she started "no. Jareth sent me home."

Sarah sighed in frustration "he couldn't handle you either I suppose." She left the kitchen and Leah smiled, her mother had NO idea.

"Leah?" Sam asked "will you tell me a bedtime story? Mom say I gotta go to bed."

"Sure Sam," Leah agreed even though Sam had treated her bad. They went up stairs and Leah tucked Sam in. "Her newfound friends had left for home around two. Sarah had been so many different things in those thirteen hours, and happy was not one of them..." Sam was almost asleep, but had fought to stay awake. "As the girl's sister almost fell asleep, listening to the amazing adventure," Leah said quietly "the girl always knew that there was something special about her. Even though she was the ignored, abused, sad excuse for a middle child."

The End

Author's note: ended on a twist huh? She didn't get the guy! But then, that's what sequels are for! I'll get started on that, once I finish one of my other stories. Please review and I'm sorry, but I'm still trying to figure out this editor thing. And it's only SO hard because, so many of you guys are SO great! So if anyone else wants to be my wonderful editor, review and say so please. Cause I'd like to decide before next Wednesday. Well, I'm out and so are my goblins.

Much love!

Amber and the sweet goblins that'd like to be adopted by one of you nice writers!