They had been underground for another week, all that week Sarah had been having horrible nightmares. She would be tossing and turning and screaming so much that Jareth could hear it in his room. For the past several nights, he had been sleeping in her room so that he could wake her at the first sign of a nightmare. Sarah wouldn't tell him what they were about, but he knew they were bad.
Last night was no exception. He had to wake Sarah up 15 times that night alone. He was starting to really worry about his one and only love.
"Sarah, I'm taking you to the doctor today." Jareth told her.
"What? Why?" Sarah asked. She was afraid of the doctor and the things they did. Needles were the worst things ever. Sarah had been in the hospital when she was 5 and was having an allergic reaction to a medication she was taking. She had been injected with 543 needles over the course of 6 months. Ever since she had an extreme hatred and fear of doctors.
"Because, Sarah, you have been having nightmares for a week now. I am getting worried about you." Jareth said holding her hand. He looked into her eyes and she looked back. "Please Sarah. Just let me be sure that there is nothing wrong with you."
Sarah looked into his pleading eyes a few seconds longer. "Fine. I'll go. But if I get stuck with a needle, you're going to have to make it up to me." Sarah said with a small, sad smile.
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"Well, she is completely healthy. Everything about her is normal for a mortal." The doctor paused. He had jet-black hair and looked like an aboveground mix. His hair was pulled back in a long, thick braid. He didn't look like a doctor.
"Cuna marta linamo chiconae mitrishia." The doctor said to Jareth. Jareth shook his head. "It's the only way to be certain." The doctor told Jareth. Jareth looked down at the floor. When he looked up, he took Sarah's hand in his own.
"Sarah," he started, Sarah knew it must be bad if the doctor had used a language Sarah didn't know so that only Jareth would be able to understand him, "the doctor needs to do some tests."
"Tests, what kind of tests?" Sarah asked. Eyes widening.
"The usual. A fingernail clipping, a lock of hair, a blood sample." When the doctor said this, Sarah's eyes widened more.
"Sarah, please. Someone may be cursing you with magic to give you these terrible dreams. These tests are the only way to be sure." Jareth said, his eyes pleading with her.
"Fine. Test away." Sarah said realizing she couldn't win this.
"Okay, hold out your hand." Sarah did as she was told and the doctor clipped a small amount of her nail off her thumbnail. He then moved to the back of her head and cut a small amount from underneath the rest of her hair. "Okay, I'll be right back." The doctor said walking into a smaller room across the hallway.
"Sarah, I will make this up to you, just as I promised. When we leave here, we can do whatever you wish." Jareth said sitting on the examining table next to her.
When the doctor came out with the needle, Sarah turned her head to Jareth. Jareth pulled her into him and she laid her head on his chest. He lifted her chin up so that she was looking into his eyes. At the exact moment the needle pierced her skin, his mouth crashed down on hers in a kiss that demanded all of her attention.
The needle was in and out before Sarah even noticed it. Jareth didn't release her mouth until the needle was put away and the cotton swab was in place over the needle hole.
"Wow, that was… unexpected." Sarah said blinking once.
"You didn't even feel the needle did you?" Jareth asked with a smirk.
"What?" Sarah, just now noticing her arm, looked up at him and smiled.
"Well, I should get back to you with the results by Wednesday." The doctor said walking out again.
"So, my love, where do you want to go?" Jareth asked her with a smile.
"Annarundle Mills mall." She said after a few moments of thinking. In the enxt 30 seconds, they were there.
