Chapter Six

Sarah flicked at whatever was brushing up against her forehead. Her eyes flickered open and she looked around. She quickly decided that she never wanted to wake up in the Ester room again, because it confused her more than usual. She brushed it away again, because it fell back into place.

She breathed a laugh as she pushed Jareth's hair aside. He was dozing behind her, still leaned up against the wall. He opened an eye and smiled at her.

"I'm still tired," she said sleepily.

"That's to be expected," he yawned as the faded into Sarah's room. They were in the same position, only Jareth was leaned up against the wall at the head of the bed. He started to doze off again and Sarah smirked.

"This is my room," she said.

"Uh humm," he agreed "what's your point?"

"If you're going to fall asleep, shouldn't you do it in your own bed?" she asked.

"I'm too lazy to get up," he yawned.

"Then fade into your own room then," she teased.

"I'm too lazy to do that too," he lied. He really just wanted for her to fall asleep with him. She knew he wouldn't try anything, and he wasn't planning on it. But there was just something about falling asleep with her that had a great appeal to him.

"How do I get from yelling, to apologizing, to this in less than an hour?" she asked and Jareth chuckled softly.

"I'm not sure;" he teased "that's your secret, not mine."

"Your such a nuisance," she sighed.

"You know you're beautiful when you're frustrated with me," he pointed out and Sarah blushed, but being leaned up against him Jareth couldn't tell.

"You need glasses," she muttered.

"I see fine," he said "I'm just telling you what I see."

"Uh huh," she muttered, drifting into sleep again.

"Why won't you except my complements?" he asked scooting forward some so he could rest his head on a pillow.

"Because I choose not to," she yawned, trying to pull away so she could crawl under a blanket and sleep normally, rather than pressed up to Jareth.

"Whether you choose to or not," he said keeping her from pulling away "I will keep giving them."

"Well you have a grand total of two days to accomplish it then," she said without thinking and the shut her mouth. Why had she said that? She didn't want to hurt him again. "I mean-" she started to explain but Jareth cut her off.

"No," he said "don't try explaining what you meant." He started fading out of the room but Sarah grabbed his hand, he became more vivid and stopped "what?"

"Don't get upset with me just because something slips," she ordered "you know that when I said it I meant to tease, so don't go getting all defensive."

"I think I have every right to be defensive," he snapped and Sarah couldn't take it. She was so tired of fighting and arguing and just, everything. She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them and buried her head in her hands. Tears flowed freely.

"I'm tired of arguing with you," she said quietly "I don't want to anymore." She wiped tears from her face and sniffed, trying to keep her nose from running.

"Well I'm sick of you hurting me," he muttered and closed his mouth. He hadn't planed on saying that. He didn't want her to know that she'd made him want to crawl into a hole and die, more times than one. That every time she talked about going home his heart broke.

"Do you trust me?" she asked suddenly and he stopped. What kind of question was that? Why would she even ask a question like that?

"Yes," he said a little confused.

"Then trust me not to hurt you again," she whispered and he froze. She went back to how she was leaned up against him but he was still in a state of shock. Soon after he summoned a crystal and held it out to her and she looked from him to the glass sphere in is hand.

"Yeah I know," she said, pushing his hand away "fear you, love you, do as you say. Blah blah blah."

"Not this time," he said, letting the crystal turn into a bubble and pop "just love me." A shiver ran up Sarah's spine and her body would no longer listen to what her brain said. She was too tired to control what she did or said anymore.

"How you've turned my world you precious thing," she hummed deliriously and Jareth chuckled. Soon they both fell asleep. The goblins looked at once another and smiled. Perhaps their king knew what he was doing after all. They had been watching almost the whole time, making sure that their king didn't slaughter the poor girl.

As much as he loved her, he had a very bad temper and was not a patient man. But he'd waited two years for her to return. They looked at each other once more, they just hoped he'd let her go home again. As much as they wanted the girl to stay, the respected her wishes, and hoped Jareth would do the same.

Author's note: I hope everyone liked it. Send a review please! Now, I gotta go work on chapter seven. But first I'm gonna take a nap, because this chapter gave me such a craving for sleep. Night yall!

Amber and the slumbering goblins ZzZzZz