Chapter One

It's Alright

Crowded streets all cleared away

Sarah threw herself upon her bed, crashing down, headfirst onto piles of mismatched blankets and overstuffed pillows. Her breath, though rapid, shuddered because of her uncontrollable sobbing. Neither her father, nor Karen came to check on her. All they'd ever see her as was a sweet innocent child, with her head in the clouds, dreaming of the day when her knight in shining armor would take her away from a life she thought she wasn't meant to live.

One by one, hollow heroes separate

She was seventeen now, and Toby was at summer camp. None of her friends from school would speak to her. Figures, she thought, that I could never have any real friends. But Sarah knew better. She knew she had friends; they just weren't where she wanted them to be. They weren't really the type she could go to the mall with. But then, after she left the Labyrinth, Hoggle, Ludo and Sir. Didymus didn't speak much. With the exception of Ludo and Sir. Didymus being 'brothers' and all.

As they run

This was all Sarah could handle. She had no friends, her family didn't understand her, and she was utterly... alone. Oh, how she hated to be alone. She always liked to have someone with her, around her, just there. Maybe not following her around constantly but Sarah liked it when there was someone home. Soon, Sarah cried herself into a fevered sleep.

You're so cold

Such a sad dream she dreamt, full of bitter memories and upsetting realizations. It was one of those dreams that you know you're dreaming, but Sarah really didn't care. She watched as the almost movie like dream went on. Memories of childhood. Memories of her mother. Memories of the Labyrinth. How she missed the Labyrinth, her friends, Jareth. I don't miss him, she denied, I don't.

Keep your hand in mine

How could she miss him? He was the evil Goblin King, wasn't he? The words scrolled across her eyes, nothing is what it seems. NO! He couldn't really love her. He couldn't be kind, or compassionate. He was barely humane! He couldn't HAVE feelings! He just, he couldn't. No, she made up her mind, he couldn't have feelings.

Wise men wonder while, strong men die

The dream slowly died and Sarah awoke, more confused than before. She started crying again. She did miss him. She missed him and his damn Labyrinth. Why, she didn't know but she was sure he was incapable of loving her. Truly accept her for herself. No. She couldn't take it any longer; she had to end the pain.

Show me how it ends, it's alright

Unable to take it anymore, Sarah sat straight up and grabbed her car keys from her dresser. She rushed out of the house, leaving her father and Karen wondering where she was going. Karen called after her, but Sarah kept walking. She quickly hopped in the rugged truck her father had given her last year and started to drive.

After a while, she calmed herself a bit, but still had the same intention as before. She drove to the park, wondering if anyone would be there this late in the day, but there was. Just as well, she thought getting out, they might as well see.

Show me how defenseless you really are

Sarah sat by the waters edge, thinking about her life. Thinking about how everything led up to this. How weak she felt. How alone and unloved. Everything was going wrong, but she'd soon end it. She was sure she'd be forgotten. Lost in the murky water forever to float or to feed the catfish. Either way, no one would even need to recover her body, this was grave well enough.

Satisfied and empty inside

Sarah sighed and walked into the muddy water. No one noticed her, no one looked. No one shouted 'someone help!' no, no one cared. As she slipped into the water, she felt relived. Glad it was over and then deathly afraid of death. Unable to understand why she was truly doing this, only knowing that it'd make her fell better.

That's alright, let's give this another try

Jareth watched as Sarah slowly strode into the muddy water. His brows moved close together, eyes full of concern as he gazed into the crystal. What was she doing? And WHY was she doing it? Jareth couldn't understand. She felt upset, he knew that, but about what he didn't know. He wanted her to come to him for help.

If you find your family, don't you cry

He waited. Nothing. She wasn't coming back up. It looked like she wasn't going to come to him then. He'd have to go to her. And what? Put is pride on the line again? Let her refuse him? No! He wouldn't do that again. She refused him once, he wouldn't offer himself again. Still nothing. Jareth was growing impatient and ran his fingers though his hair. He started to pace, he didn't know what to do. He looked out the window and saw Underground. His Underground.

In this land of make-believe, dead and dry

The Labyrinth walls interrupted here and there, showing large obscene cracks in the dingy orange side. Lakes and rives had dried up for the most part, so water was all muddy and brown. Grass was yellow. Trees were no longer lively, but skeletons, reaching for the sky as if begging for rain. It had all gone down hill since Jareth lost Sarah. He loved her. And for her to throw his offer in his face, well, it broke his heart.

You're so cold, but you feel alive

Sarah sunk as she breathed in the liquid. It burned her lungs and throat, making her want to gag. Dirt and tiny sticks lodged themselves in her throat, making her choke. With her final breath she took in a massive amount of water, which left her unconscious.

Jareth dove, headfirst into the lake. Like hell he was going to let Sarah leave him, permanently. He looked, couldn't find her. In the madness of it all, he didn't care that he was getting dirt and sticks and pieces of leaves in his eyes or hair. He just wanted Sarah to be alright.

Finally, he found her. She floated there, so calmly that he was almost sad that he'd disturb her. Almost. He grabbed her arm, pulling her through the water to him. She was pressed up against his chest as he swam both of them to the surface. She managed to pull her ashore. He took in long raspy breathes, but Sarah lay there, unmoving.


Lay your hands on me one last time

Jareth leaned over Sarah, she wasn't breathing. He put his hands on her face, she was cold. First thing that came to mind was to get her breathing. Waking her was impossible unless she got some of that water out of her. Jareth pinched her nose and pressed his lips over her mouth. Breathe...1...2...3. He pushed down on her stomach. Nothing. Again. Breathe...1...2...3. Push down on her stomach. Nothing. He did it about five times and on the sixth time, she coughed.

Muddy water leaked out of her mouth and she turned to her side, it rushing itself out of her system. Tiny rocks and twigs went with it. Jareth patted her back, and held her hair (though it made no sense to since it was already wet). She gagged. Shivering, she looked at her rescuer. Her eyes grew wide and she pushed herself back a bit. She struggled to get away but Jareth grabbed her hand.

"It's alright," he said soothingly "it's alright."



Author's note: Once again, I have written another story with the help of my goblin friends. Aren't they great? And did you guys like 'So Cold' by: Breaking Benjamin? Dang, have you seen the music video? HOW SAD! Anyways, please review. And congrads to all of my wonderful (continuous) readers, you've kept me going. Well, I must get started on Chapter Two, and if ANYONE has ideas for songs I'd be forever grateful. (I'm planning to put a different song in each chapter like this one). Yeah, kinda odd huh? But I'm working with the idea. So, much thanks, please review and remember, DON'T FEED THE GOBLINS!

Much love,

Amber (AKA: CreativeImagination) and the Goblins (who are very hungry)