Chapter Two
Indebted to the King
Author's note: This chapter is dedicated to Chaimera.
Sarah woke as she'd been tapped on the nose several times. She batted whoever it was away and turned over. The tapping came again and she opened an eye looking at her alarm clock, five forty shown in red blocky lettering. She sat up quickly, thinking she was about to be late for work when she realized she hadn't set her alarm the night before. But she'd only slept in ten minutes. She paused a moment, thinking how strange it was for her to have woken up but she shrugged it off. She went into the kitchen, the coffee was made. Blaine didn't drink coffee, and she put her elbow on the counter and rested her chin on her hand.
"I'm officially freaked out now," she muttered and shook her head slightly. She grabbed a coffee cup from the cabinet and poured some of the black liquid into it. She watched it steam a moment and strummed her fingers on the counter. "Gonna take a leap of faith her," she muttered "in hopes I don't relive the ballroom episode again." She closed her eyes and took a sip. She waited a moment, nothing. "Thank you."
"Your welcome," he smirked and she jumped a good three feet in the air.
"Jesus Christ," she breathed "are you TRYING to give me a heart attack?"
"No," he paused "well, maybe a little one."
"What are you doing here?" she breathed, trying to look less freaked out.
"I'm here because you owe me," he said simply.
"Owe you…" she paused "god this is too much for the morning. Okay, alright, can you explain… like, in a nutshell? I gotta get ready for work."
"Of course," he smiled at her which made her uneasy. "I let you go last night, when I didn't necessarily have to. So you owe me."
"So that's why you woke me up and made coffee," she gave a sarcastic nod "because I owe you."
"Can't I be nice?" he asked looking hurt "I assumed you'd be grateful but if you'd rather miss work then-"
"Now wait a second," she crossed her arms "I didn't say that. I'm just trying to get it straight. I said thank you, didn't I?" He gave an annoyed look and nodded. "Now when you say owe…?"
"Nothing serious," he said simply "could be much worse, actually, but I toned it down for you. I'm simply going to be hanging around for a while, up until I'm repaid."
"How would that happen?" she asked and he shrugged.
"I don't rightly know," he admitted "it could be fixed by you going Underground, but I'm sure you won't want to do that. The way I figure it, you'd have to release me from a situation that you've trapped me in or something around those lines. And since I doubt your going to hold anything over me, I figure I'll be around for a while."
"Once again," she yawned "too much for the morning." A low chuckle escaped his lips and she took another sip of her coffee. "Can I make some rules?"
"I don't see why not," he shrugged "though I'm not completely sure if I'll follow them."
"Don't spy," she said "and keep out of my thoughts. And don't interfere with my job. That's all."
"Hum," he thought a moment. "Why is it you get to lay down rules and I can't?"
"Aren't you the one interfering in MY life?" she asked "and isn't this MY world?"
"Still don't see your point," he muttered.
"Take a whorl at it and I'll tell you if they're okay," she shrugged.
"If that," he made a face "boyfriend of yours hits you, I am allowed to interfere at any point in time. I will there take you back to my castle," Sarah opened her mouth but he raised his hand for her to let him finish "AND will return you within a day or so, quiet possibly in better condition than you left. Also," he sat on the counter "if you could be a little more trusting of me I'd greatly appreciate it." He thought a moment "And Saturday you belong to me."
"Wait a second," she started.
"In the sense that," he explained "you'll be back and forth between your world and mine, to have a look around. And I don't want to hear a complaint out of you." He smiled at her. "That's all."
"Can we possibly write up these demands later?" she asked "if I don't get going I'll be late and-" He pointed at the clock. Five forty shown in greenish-blue blocky lettering.
"We have plenty of time," he said simply. She looked in awe at the clock.
"Wow, that's creepy," she muttered and he smirked at her. "Well seeing that I don't have an excuse to leave NOW…" He laughed out loud, which was slightly surprising to her since she'd never heard him really laugh before. She sat up against the fridge and looked up at him on the counter. "This is really strange," she managed.
"How so?" he asked.
"I'm sitting in my kitchen with you," she muttered "talking about rules for the other so either of us don't go insane."
"Actually," he corrected "so you don't go insane. I prefer no rules at all."
"Really?" she asked "you seem to have a lot of them for someone that doesn't like them." He smirked at her.
"Oh well see," he explained "those aren't MY rules. Those are for whoever is trying to solve the Labyrinth." She simply nodded and he felt a pang of guilt. "You're not still upset about it, are you?"
"Now's not the time," she said quietly "last thing you and I need is to start getting onto each other about who was right and who was wrong." He nodded in agreement. "So we got all the 'rules' then?"
"I suppose so," he nodded "if I think of anymore I'll let you know." She laughed a little. "What?"
"Nothing," she lied.
"No," he insisted "what?"
"Its just funny," she laughed a little "how you are."
"Oh?" he cocked his eyebrow at a strange angle "how am I?"
"You know when little kids talk, and they seem grown up. I mean they sound like it, and seem like it, but in the back of your mind you know their not." Jareth nodded a little. "You remind me of that, kinda."
"Hey!" he snapped.
"Not in a bad way," she explained "I'm not saying your childish or anything. But something, I don't know, when you talk I just feel like your not…"
"Stupid," he muttered and she laughed and shook her head. "I'm just more fun than people you're used to being around," he smirked and she gave him a dry look. "No?" He shrugged "maybe it's just a fae thing."
"Maybe," she nodded "can I get ready now?"
"I don't know," he teased "can you?"
"Are ya gonna let me?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You mean, MAY you?" he mocked.
"I mean what I said," she said dryly and he shrugged.
"If you must," he sighed "I'll see you around Sarah. And don't forget our rules." He paused a moment "oh, and would looking in to see if your doing anything be counted as spying?"
"Let it be an appropriate time," she asked "okay?"
"Right," he teased "so no looking in when you're showering. Damn."
"Jareth," she growled.
"Only kidding, only kidding," he smirked "lighten up." He jumped off the counter and stood in front of her. Taking her hand he placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles and took a deep bow. "Until I drop in again." He vanished.
"Bye Jareth," she said quietly and went to get ready. When she finished she went into the living room to see what time it was, only to see it was still five forty. "Now if the Goblin King could remember to RESTART TIME!" She watched as the clock whizzed forward and stopped at seven, on the dot. Exact time she left each morning. "Wow," she shook her head and went out the door, locking it behind her. "Gotta learn how to do that," she kidded herself.
Author's note: You guys have been so great that I updated again! -
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BOWIEgirl: So glad you liked it so far. Yay. Oh :looks at reviewer on the floor: are you okay? It wasn't THAT good. :laughs:
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Acantha Mardivey: Yeah well… that's life. I'm sorry you had a cruddy spring break too. Thanks for the owl away. And since when do I actually need Jareth around?
Conner: Aww :grins: you really miss me? Wow. I feel loved. And once again… why is it always the muses fault? And DON'T RUFFLE MY HA- oh never mind. I GUESS you can, since I can't talk to you.
Chaimera: Oh, your too kind :blushes:. Yeah, it was kinda upsetting but :shrugs: that's life. Anyways, I'm so glad you like it so far. I'm sorry you've got so much work. My apologizes. Well, I updated again, just for you - have a better day.
Hya-chan: Oh I know what you mean. Conner likes to mess up my typing from time to time, the pain. Anyways, I updated, and I'm so glad you liked it so far!
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