All right, I know that it has been nearly three years since I updated this one, and I decided (With the help of some recent feedback from people who actually wanted me to continue this story) here is another chapter for you. This one will be very small and short, but it is better than me not doing anything with this story and leaving it to gather dust. Please keep in mind that the last time I wrote for this story, I was still in my teens, and this was one of the first fanfics that I had ever written. I would like to think that maybe I have grown and matured as a writer since then.

As always, feedback is greatly appreciated.

Sarah slowly awoke to find herself curled in a little ball on the floor of the bathroom. As she sat up, her head throbbed and she grabbed it and began to massage her temples, trying to keep a migraine at bay. She looked around the bathroom from where she sat on the floor, and saw the pregnancy test sitting on the corner of the sink, and her thoughts drifted back to earlier that evening.

She remembered feeling like someone kicked her in the stomach and also thought that all hopes of possibly getting out of her relationship with Ron were completely diminished when she saw the little plus sign on the pregnancy test. She cried for a long time before she fell asleep on the floor, where she was now.

That was nearly five hours ago, Sarah confirmed by looking at her watch and seeing that it was late at night. Deciding she didn't want to think about the test or the baby or anything else right now, Sarah pulled herself up off the floor and headed in toward the bedroom. She saw that Ron was passed out on the bed, still in his clothes, and stinking of alcohol and cigarette smoke.

With a sigh, Sarah worked to get him out of his clothes and under the covers while he lay there, completely passed out for the night. Once she was finished with him, she changed into a set of pajamas and climbed into the bed next to him. As she settled into the bed, Ron rolled over in his sleep and flopped over on top of her, his head resting on her shoulder, and an arm over her stomach.

The smell of cheap liquor on his breath made Sarah sick to her stomach, and she used all of her self-control not to get up and run toward the bathroom that she had just emerged from not five minutes earlier. Gently pushing his shoulder, Sarah was able to coax Ron to turn in his sleep to his other side. When she had successfully moved him, Sarah let out a breath she didn't even realize she was holding.

Turning away from Ron, Sarah lay on her side and tried to sleep, only to realize that her thoughts were keeping her awake. She thought about how her life had changed in the past couple of weeks. She thought about how she could bring a child into this world with the man who slept beside her, when she knew that he probably wouldn't do a thing to help her care for it.

She also thought about her last encounter with Jareth. She still couldn't remember calling him to help her that night, even though he said that she did. It was all so frustrating to her. Even if she did call on him, why? After all those years since she played his game and made her way through the Labyrinth, she had not thought about him. She wondered why he would be watching her for all those years after she beat his game.

It was Jareth who was on Sarah's mind as she finally drifted off to sleep.

Jareth sat in his throne room, and watched through his crystal as Sarah undressed Rob and got him into bed, then did the same to herself. He frowned in utter disgust as Rob flopped over her and used her as a pillow, then smiled as Sarah gently pushed him away from her.

Deciding that he had seen enough for the night, Jareth threw the crystal up into the air, which disappeared mid-air before it fell to the ground. He stood and headed toward an open window in the throne room and looked out. Night had fallen upon the Underground, and everything shone in the moonlight. It was very peaceful and tranquil now, and it had always been Jareth favorite time to sit and be with his thoughts.

"Sarah, why did you refuse me when I offered myself to you?" Jareth said out loud. "I could've given you everything. I would've made you happy. I would've given you your dreams."

Suddenly, Jareth had an idea. He would visit Sarah in a place where he knew she wouldn't be able to turn him away, because she would want him there. Turning on his heel, he headed down a long hall to put his plan into action.

Yeah, I know this was short, but hopefully there will be more soon. Let me know what you think.