Sarah and Jareth reappeared in Medieval Times Restaurant and Jousting Stadium.

"Ladies and gentlemen," a voice over an intercom began, "the jousting tournament will begin in 10 minutes."

"Man, I've always wanted to go to one of those." Sarah said looking out a small window out onto the arena.

"Sarah." Jareth said holding up two tickets and smirking at her.

"Oh my God! Are you serious?" Sarah said grabbing the tickets from his hand.

"Of course I'm serious." Jareth said with a smile. Sarah kissed his cheek and then walked into the arena.

They defiantly had the best seats there. They could see everything. Jareth told Sarah how they jousted underground and it was much different.

Underground they didn't ride horses, but dragons. They didn't use big wooden sticks, but magic. The winner would be known as the fiercest warrior in the underground.

About 3 hours went by and the tournament was over. The winner was Sir Callen, the winner of 4 years. After the tournament, they decided to walk the mall.

Sarah was coming back from buying an ice cream when three men came up and surrounded her.

"Hey momma what's your name?" One of them asked. Sarah kept walking and they followed her. She started to go faster, but they surrounded her. "I asked you a question little momma."

"How about leaving her alone?" Jareth said coming up from behind Sarah and casually throwing his arm over her shoulders.

"What's it to you?" The guy asked him.

"A lot seeing that she is my fiancé." Jareth said with a deadly glare.

"Whoa! Sorry man." The guy said, obviously afraid of Jareth's psychotic side and walked away.

"Thank you." Sarah said with a smile.

"Anything for you. Haven't I said that before?" He asked with a slight smirk. "What's that?" He asked referring to her ice cream.

"It's a chocolate and vanilla swirl soft serve ice cream. Want a bite?" She asked holding it up to him. He took a huge amount into his mouth and immediately he made the funniest face Sarah had ever seen. "It's frozen you idiot!" She said through her growing laughter.

"I realize that now." He told her when he had finally gotten it all out of his mouth. Sarah was near tears from laughter.

"You should have seen your face!" Sarah said still laughing. Jareth began to walk away. "Oh, come on Jareth. It was funny." He kept walking. "Jareth, come on don't be that way!" He kept walking. Sarah rushed up to him and grabbed his hand.

He spun around and crushed her mouth with a kiss. When he pulled away he laughed. "You should have seen your face."

"That's not cool!" Sarah said in a whiny voice.

"Let's go back underground." Jareth said as they faded from view.

Back in the Goblin Castle-

"You can't just do that when were aboveground." Sarah said when they arrived back underground.

"Sorry." He laughed. "I have work to do that I have been neglecting since your nightmares." He informed her. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to go and talk to Natalia. I want to ask her something." Sarah said walking from the throne room. For some reason they always appeared there.

3 hours later-

Jareth was still working hard in his study. There were so many things going on at once in the underground. He was just beginning to read a letter from King Morlin when there was a knock at the door. "Come in!" Jareth called.

As Sarah walked in he dropped the letter on the desk, but it didn't stay there. It fell to the ground and almost ghostly floated into the trashcan.

"Sarah, to what do I owe this great pleasure?" He said in a flirty kind of way.

"I just wanted to see you." Sarah said with a smile but Jareth could see in her eyes that her mind was someplace else.

"Well, I'm not really doing anything but boring paperwork." Jareth said motioning to all the letters, open and unopened, on his large desk. "Tell me Sarah, what are you really thinking about?" He asked her.

Oh crap! He knows something's up!

"Nothing." Sarah lied.

"Sarah, don't lie to me, not now, not ever." Jareth said still in a soft tone. He looked her in the eyes and waited.

"Jareth," she spoke up again after a few moments of silence.

"Yes?" He asked expectantly.

"Natalia and I are dropping out." Sarah said in a rush. Jareth flew out of his chair.

"I know your not talking about high school." Jareth said with a scornful look. Sarah nodded. "Sarah! Why would you do such a thing?" Jareth asked in an almost horrified tone.

"So I can stay underground with you!" She snapped back.

"You will not drop out of school, Sarah! You are going to finish your high school education whether you go on your own or I have to force you to!" Jareth said his anger rising.

"You aren't going to tell me what I can and can't do!" Sarah yelled back. He had never raised his voice to her, not even in the Escher room! She couldn't believe that he was yelling at her!

"Sarah," he started, a bit calmer now as if sensing her thoughts.

"No! No, I'm not listening. I'm ready to move down here with you now, I don't want to wait!" Sarah almost screamed. She took a deep breath and walked away.

When Sarah left the room he formed a crystal and threw it at the wall. "How could I have been so stupid?" he yelled at himself. "How could I yell at her?" He threw another crystal at the wall. "How could I not have seen this coming?" He formed another crystal, but what he saw inside, it kept him from throwing it. "Oh my god."

A.N.

What do you think he saw? I KNOW I KNOW!

Amy- thanks babe! You are the best.

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