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Disclaimer: I haven't done one of these since chapter 1. I don't own any of the characters seen in the film. But I do own the wolves and the Gremlins. You can have the Gremlins if you want. They freak me out. The wolves mentioned are mine though. Although it's not as if I own all the wolves in the world, just those six.
Chapter 5: The Inner Labyrinth
Running after Jareth she called to him.
"Jareth, come here!"
He didn't answer, just walked up a wall and onto the ceiling.
"You know," he said eventually, "You are very stubborn, but determined. I admire that. Its one of the things I love about you. Like in the ice cave."
She felt like she'd been chasing him for hours and it dawned on her that her time was running out.
"Jareth!"
"And your eyes, did I tell you that they change colour when you feel different things. Like now, you're angry so they are almost steal grey, normally they are the colour of a lake on a cloudy day."
"Jareth!"
He looked at her then over her shoulder. Glancing round Lauren saw someone lying in the middle of the floor at the centre, below her. In the wall by the body was a door.
"Nick," she gasped and raced down the nearest steps.
Feeling his pulse she realised he was alive but wounded. She heard snarling in the shadows and the wolf pack advanced out of the darkness.Grabbing Nick's body she dragged it to the door. The first of the sixwolves lunged and she kicked it away. She opened the door and pushed Nick through. The wolves attacked and she slammed the door behind Nick so they couldn't get him. The wolves sprang at her. She cried in pain as one sunk its teeth into her arm.
"Enough!" The shout echoed loudly and the wolves backed off.
Jareth pulled her to her feet and tearing his shirt he wrapped her arm.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I didn't mean for you to get hurt."
Lauren stared at him, "I thought you didn't make mistakes."
"I never said that," he replied raising his eyes from her arm, "But you're right. I don't."
"Ah ha!" smiled Lauren in triumph, "but you did. You made the mistake of saying things that snapped me out of the effect of the peach!"
Jareth dropped his hands from her bandaged arm, "Yes…a mistake…right." He looked away.
The reality of the situation dawned on her, "That wasn't a mistake. You did it on purpose!"
He glared at her.
"Why?" she asked.
"It was wrong," he snarled, "there was no point. I realised what I want is your love and you felt no love." Lauren frowned to herself. But she had felt love for him. With a jolt of realisation she knew that no matter how good false memories are they couldn't possibly change feelings. Which meant…but could you fall in love with someone in thirteen hours?
"Jareth…" she murmured and touched his arm lightly. He stiffed. "Look at me," she commanded gently.
He turned to her and she caught his lips with hers in a sweet kiss. She drew away from him. Her eyes closed. She opened them slowly and gazed up into his face. Jareth was breathing hard.
"Get out of here." He hissed.
"What?" she exclaimed.
"The hour is almost up but you still have time. Your friends won't leave without you." He turned away from her.
"Jareth?"
"OUT! Get out!" he yelled.
Lauren realised he was right about her friends and ran to the door. Pulling it open she fell through into the next room. Everyone was waiting for her.
"Lauren!" called Mel, "we thought we'd lost you. We didn't see the door till Nick came through then it disappeared again."
"Hurry, we don't have long."
They raced to the final door. They knew it was the right one by instinct. The clock began striking. Mimi went through first with the still unconscious Nick. Mel followed. Lauren paused in the doorway, halfway in, half out. She glanced behind her. Jareth was standing there watching her. His eyes were full of despair. Lauren began to turn to go to him when a hand reached through the doorway and pulled her through.
The four tumbled into the living room. Lauren cried out and ran back to the door. It vanished as she reached it.
"No! No! No!" she started sobbing.
Mel and Mimi stared at her curiously but she didn't care. She'd lost the one thing that meant everything to her.
Jareth closed his eyes trying to block out the unbearable pain but to no avail. The pain was in his heart, in his very soul. She'd gone. He'd known he had to let her go but that didn't stop it hurting. Her kiss had almost made him lose control, at once telling him he had to let her leave but also tempting him to take her in his arms and refuse to let her go. It had taken all his resolve to force himself into telling her to leave. He'd thought, for a brief moment, that she was going to return to him, to stay with him but she hadn't. She'd gone through that doorway. She'd gone. Gone.
Please don't kill me. There's still more. Constructive critism is welcome
