Chapter Four

Through Dangers Untold

What he wanted to hear? They were the same, but different? What the heck was he talking about!? She stopped a moment. The same words, but different. Different words, but the same. The same words, that he wanted to hear? No, that wasn't right. She remembered the words, so they were different and he wanted to hear them.

Sarah's eyes grew big. She got it. HA! No, wait, she wasn't going to say that! NO NO NO NO NO!

"Could you have come up with some better words?" she asked.

"I figured," he started "that if you'd said the words to get out, then you'd have to say it backwards to get back in."

"Clever," she mumbled sarcastically.

"Can we speed this up?" he asked "I'm cold."

"Through dangers untold," she started "and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the goblin city. For my will is as strong as your, if not more so, and my-"

"Hey," he grumbled.

"MUST you stop me there every time?" she asked.

"Please continue," he laughed.

"AND, my kingdom is as great," she paused. "I can't."

"Alright then," he said cheerfully "I figured you couldn't do it so, lets get walking."

"Hey," she grumbled.

"I mean," he smirked "I always figured you could get through anything with the right motivation Sarah, but wow, you proved me wrong. I guess your will really isn't as strong as mine." Something in Sarah just snapped. How dare he, of all people, belittle her.

"I am as strong as you," she said.

"Then I don't see why you can't say that I have power over you then," he teased "if our powers are equally matched, then you could beat me. But I suppose not."

"That's it," she shrieked "you have power over me." With that, they were gone. She fell back, into Jareth's arms and he sighed.

"A lot easier than I thought," he sighed happily. Sarah gave a bewildering look and Jareth smiled. "That, my dear, was the right motivation."

"That's terrible!" she exclaimed.

"No," he said "it's genius. So not only are you was strong willed as I, but apparently hardheaded as well."

"Well," she mumbled "I'm not sure wither to take that as a complement or slap you."

"Lets just stick with the first one," he said moving out of hitting range "since that's what it was intended as."

"So," she paused "you really can't, er, don't-"

"Have power over you?" he asked "as fun as keeping that a mystery would be, I think your entitled to a fair answer."

"How generous of you," she muttered.

"Alright," he said ignoring the last comment and snapping his fingers "lets see if I do or not."

"You mean you don't know?" she asked.

"Of course not," he laughed "I've never changed the words before, I don't know the outcome."

"Jareth," she sighed, wincing "would you tell me what exactly you were/are attempting to make me do?"

"Why?" he asked, feeling slightly worried.

"Because," she said "I'd rather not go with my oncoming impulses, thank you very much."

"Oh!" he said and snapped his fingers again. The urge to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him slowly faded, but Sarah was still worried. He had power over her. "Alright," he sighed "I guess I do then."

"Please," she begged "let me go home."

"First of all," Jareth sighed "I can't. I'm hurt at the moment and I'm amazed that I was able to get us back here with the lack of power I have. Second of all, I still have to speak with you. And third of all, I'm not going to make you do anything Sarah so stop worrying."

"I wasn't worried," she lied and he sighed and nodded.

"Of course not," he breathed "what on Earth was I thinking? Would you like to see your room?"

"My room? she asked "I have a room?"

"Of course," he smiled "you've always been welcome here Sarah."