Author's Notes: Well! I haven't updated in a while. I'm bored so I'm going to update now. Ta.

Disclaimer: It's Doc Gerbil's world...........

Jareth appeared in the dark room, blinking several times to let his eyes adjust.

"Wolven Fae?" Sarah asked, anything to stall. "Yes. They are very rare, fae crossed

with wolf, they have alien features, which means there actually is a such thing as

being too beautiful." Adrian bragged. "That's nice." Sarah rolled her eyes, sensing

herself shaking. "No need to tremble, I thought you liked me." Adrian said. "No,

Adrian. She's mine." Jareth cut in. Adrian grinned got up. Jareth swiftly snapped his

fingers and the lights came on, Sarah wincing at the change. Adrian took a few

steps forward, his back turned to Sarah. They both grinned, Adrian giving the signal

to start their fight. Jareth walked up to Adrian and punched him, smirking at Sarah

as Adrian fell to the floor. Adrian slowly wiped the blood away from his mouth,

grinning and slowly getting up. Jareth was about to cast a spell on him, but Adrian

nodded his head towards the hard stone wall and Jareth flew back, crumpling to the

ground. Adrian chuckled, walking up to Jareth's form and about to kick him, but

Jareth grabbed Adrian's ankle and snapped his fingers. Adrian disappeared, leaving

a curled up Sarah and a grinning Goblin King. A nervous giggle was all Sarah could

manage before she passed out. Jareth smiled and walked up to her, crouching down

and putting a strand of hair behind her ear, pausing and playing with the earrings,

they fascinated him. He picked her up and placed her back on her bed, kissing her

on the forehead before snapping his fingers and ending up at Demetria's castle. He

walked into the plaza, strolling past a few glittering white flowers. He spotted

Demetria sitting on the edge of a fountain, grinning at Adrian who was sprawled out

on his back chewing a healing herb, groaning every five seconds. "Damn Bro. I told

you to make him disappear, not beat him to high hell!" Demetria said with an

exasperated voice. "Sorry, guess I got caught up in the adrenaline." Jareth said,

grinning at his distressed sister. "Ish a'ight. I 'ent 'ard nn 'im 'oo." Adrian said with a

sore jaw while chewing the herbs. Jareth laughed at Adrian's comment. "But truly

Adrian. Why did you tell a human about your kind? They aren't supposed to know,

you know?" Demetria asked. Adrian spit out the herbs and replied, "Well,

technically, she's an exception." Demetria frowned in confusion. "And why is that?"

She asked. "Because lover boy's girlfriend over there defeated the Labyrinth and

she wasn't supposed to know about that either, so I decided that she already knew

too much, let's just tell her about what her measly kind is missing." Adrian said

arrogantly. "Don't call me lover boy, you bloody jackass." Jareth said menacingly.

"Men." Demetria huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. Jareth raised an

eyebrow. "Little sister of mine, do remember that Pegasus I promised you." Jareth

reminded. "Forget that, I want one of those cool thingies that the humans go down

their highways with. One with no top." Demetria jumped up and down like a five year

old who has spotted a teddy bear in the toy shop. "It'll sure save me lots of money.."

Jareth trailed off, seeing as 25,000 in human money is 10 in the Underground. "I

need to be going now." Jareth said, pacing off, but pausing, turning around. "And

Demetria, keep with the plans. And...um, try not acting like a five year old." Jareth

said, doing a miniature double take and disappearing. He appeared in Sarah's room,

walking over to the bed and slowly sitting down on the edge. For a moment, he

thought that he could just do anything he wanted to her, because it was his kingdom,

his rules, his occupants. She belonged to him. But, he just couldn't bring himself to

do it. He walked out of the room in silence, looking back at the closed doors before

heading off towards the throne room to kick a few more goblins.

Sarah's Dream
Sarah was with Aimee, whom was jumping up and down like a crazy nut.

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

He's outrageous,

he screams and he bawls

Jean Genie let yourself go!

Sarah smiled widely at the song. It was one of her favorites. She had been a

fan of David Bowie for quite a while, but something about him disturbingly reminded

her of Jareth. Sarah was in the pit nearest the stage, staring up at David. He looked

down at her with a twinkle in his eyes and grinned slightly.

Sits like a man but he smiles like a reptile

She loves him, she loves him

but just for a short while

She'll scratch in the sand,

won't let go his hand

He says he's a beautician

and sells you nutrition

And keeps all your dead hair

for making up underwear

Poor little Greenie

Sarah looked at him questioningly. He continued staring at her, his grin never faltering.

He's so simple minded he can't drive his module He bites on the neon and sleeps in the capsule Loves to be loved, loves to be loved

Sarah was uncomfortable. Wait, why would she be uncomfortable at one of

her favorite singer's concerts? She looked glanced at Aimee who didn't even notice

her, and then back up at him, who was now grinning wolfishly. Sarah furrowed her

brows and pushed through the crowds of people, trying to get away to concentrate.

They all seemed to be holding her in, all mindless. She yelped as someone bumped

into her but continued on their way with a smile on their face. All of them were

smiling. It was creepy, Sarah really wanted to get out of there. She shoved through

the overly happy fans, running out into the parking lot. Then Sarah stopped in mid

step, staring confusedly. There were all those fans back there, and not a single car

in the entire parking lot. Sarah ran more and more, feeling extremely uncomfortable

and "empty in a scared sense." You know, that sickening feeling you get when it's

midnight and your out in a huge empty parking lot with nothing but the lights. That

eerily cold breeze that comes from nowhere, and you can't hear anything. Sarah

screamed out in fright at an owl that flew straight towards her. She ducked, the owl

missing her head by an inch. It turned around and flew towards her again, staring at

her with determination. She fell to the ground and curled up into a fetal position,

feeling a chill go down her spine. "Jareth..." Sarah whispered.

Author's Notes: Hehe. There's your chappie! Hope you liked it, and if you didn't, TOO BAD!!!!! Just joking.