Nothing Left

By: CreativeImagination

Chapter Seven

Awaken

"NICK!" Sarah yelled once Jareth had gone "GET OFF MY BED!" She was tired, she'd just ran the whole god forsaken labyrinth and she wanted to sleep. And neither Nick nor anyone else was going to get in her way. Nick turned over a bit and muttered something illegible. She sighed "would you wake up?"

"Hummppph," he moaned. Sarah grabbed her remote and chucked it at him. Nick sat up in a panic. "WHAT HAPPENED! Sarah! Your back!"

"Back?" she asked trying not to laugh.

"The labiates!" he said "er… something like that. And some frilly guy in tights with 80's hair. He took you away…"

"He does not have-" she paused "that was a strange dream…"

"Dream?" he asked rubbing the spot where the remote hit "I dreamt it all?" Sarah nodded and groggily he got to his feet. Reaching out for a hug he fell back onto the floor, passed out. Sarah sat on her bed and sighed in annoyance.

"Perhaps I left to soon?" Jareth mused appearing beside her. Sarah gave an annoyed sigh and looked at the lump passed out on the floor.

"I give myself three days with him before I pull out all my hair," she whispered. Jareth kept his eyes on the narcissistic mortal, lightly snoring on Sarah's carpet and glanced at Sarah. Her head was in her hands and she was watching the mortal as well.

"Wish," he suggested.

"I'm not wishing him away," she said "I may hate him, despise him, wrench every time he touches me but…"

"No," Jareth sighed "wish he was back in his own house."

"Can you do that?" she asked, her head lifting from her hands. Jareth nodded. "You would?" He nodded again. "I don't-" she started but Nick already had gone. "I didn't even say-"

"You didn't have to," he shrugged. He gave a long luxurious stretch and grinned at her. "Will that be all?"

"You-" she started.

"Sarah," he propped himself up "it's nothing at all. Just like that." He snapped his fingers. "No big deal. Now, is there anything else I can do for you?" Slowly she shook her head and he nodded.

"Jareth?" she started and he looked at her "thank you, you didn't have to do that."

"Oh believe me," he smirked "I wanted to."

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Sarah slept for the longest time, until the late hours of the next day. Waking to find Nick waiting downstairs for her.

"Sarah," he cooed "I had the worst dream about you last night. I dreamt the Liberia came and got you." Sarah rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen. Opening the fridge she found nothing, with the exception of a peach.

"How annoying," she mused and closed the fridge.

"What's wrong with peaches?" Nick asked.

"Bad experience," she muttered and opened the pantry, nothing. "Which seems to want to happen again." Just because Jareth helped her didn't mean she could trust him completely. He WAS Jareth after all. He still played games and he still could trick her. But she knew he wouldn't hurt her. Sarah yawned again. "Nick, do you mind?" Nick was inches from her face.

"No," he gave a sly grin and she paused.

"Uh huh," she gave a small smile "and would you mind telling me about that dream you had last night?"

"Uh," he paused "I wished you away to the Labyrinth…"

"I see," she paused "to the arrogant goblin king?"

"I am not," Nick snapped and then paused a moment. Everything melted and she was in her room, Jareth lying on her bed.

"Clever," she mused.

"How'd you guess?" he sulked.

"Just seemed like you," she shrugged "and by the way, do we really have no food in this house?"

"No," he sighed "Karen just came from the store." Sarah nodded.

"Good try though," she smiled.

"I wasn't trying to do anything," he yawned.

"Then why'd you do it?" she asked. He paused a moment.

"What are you doing today?" he asked.

"Probably baby-sitting," she shrugged "hide out at the park." He nodded. "Why?" He shook his head. "You wanna come?"

"I suppose if you have nothing better to do…" he said plainly but she could see right through it.

"Alright," she nodded "I'll call you before I go." He gave a dashing smile before he left, as if he'd won another game. Personally she'd like the company, and with Jareth around she wouldn't have to deal with Nick. Speaking of… "And no more Nick impersonations!" A light chuckle was all she got in response.

Author's note: TA DA! Hope it's ok. I'm not too inspired at the moment (Conner's half asleep). I'll start replying to you guy's reviews again. Just not in this chapter, ok? Had a lot of crap happen… I'm ok now though. Still coughing (yay, I got a lung infection AGAIN) yip yip for me. :laughs: