Chapter 10

Sarah awoke to warm sunlight dancing merrily across her face. The willow branches swaying in the gentle gust of the wind casting flashes of shadows on her cheeks. She stretched out and yawned renewed by her sleep in the forest. Her night gown was stained by the green tint of grass and her feet were slightly muddy.

Jareth sighed, he had been watching since he left at dawn. He had never seen her look so beautiful. Sleeping peacefully beneath the venerable old willow, sun light playing across her face, willow branches swaying. His breath caught in his throat as she stirred and blinked the sleep from her brilliant emerald eyes.

A quite rustle of running water beckoned Sarah to its grassy banks. Sarah wandered, searching for her stream, the one where she played as a child. She walked down the sloping bank; the water kissed and awakened her feet as the wet, chilly sensation brought a shiver up her spine. She smiled and took a deep breath, plunging in the water, clothes and all. She resurfaced emitting a laugh of delight. Oh to be alive! She mused. She lay her head back and floated, abandoning her will to the currents of the water. Her hair pooled around her framing her pale face, tinted by a warm healthy flush.

Her gown spread out about her, weighing her down. She raised her head, no one was there, no one was watching. She waded to the bank and peeled the saturated garment over her head, and slipped out of her soaked underwear.

Jareth gasped, forgetting to breathe at the sight of Sarah. He felt a familiar ache between his legs. His eyes stared hungrily at the oblivious beauty standing wet and naked on the grassy banks of the stream.

Sarah quickly looked around, paranoid, and dashed back into the water. She began stretching, swimming to and fro, reveling in the sensation of weightlessness.

The sun was fully in the sky when she left the water side and headed back home. As she entered her back yard, she could see commotion in the kitchen. She crept stealthily up to the door and rushed up the stairs to her bedroom, leaving a trail of water and grass bits in her wake. No one had noticed her absence, she realized to her delight and disappointment.

A dry shirt, and pair of jeans later, Sarah got on hands and knees and crawled under her bed. Searching for the little red book she had hid two years ago between the mattress and boards. Finally her fingers met a binding of hard leather. She struggled to pull the book free, finally succeeding.

The Labyrinth the book read. Sarah opened to the first page.

A few hours later Sarah sighed and closed the book, tears silently flowing down her face. She threw her head into the pillow.

"Jareth!" she sobbed. "I miss you!"

sigh I don't understand what has come over me!" She exclaimed, talking to herself in the quite of the room. "I feel such a need and desire to see him again. Yet he frightens me."

Jareth was barely sitting on his throne; he was so anxiously starring into the delicate crystal orb that displayed Sarah's image. He could hardly believe his ears/ mind reading skills. He laughed loudly, flashing an evil grin.

"Indeed, she shall be mine."

He yelled sending echoes throughout the room. He was torn between watching her suffer a fraction of what he had suffered, and going over and wrapping his arms around her protectively and making her feel safe and loved. He loved her. Yes, the Goblin King had always loved the girl. It would not do to have his Sarah suffer. He became angry at her stubbornness and refusal to call out to him.

"Call me Sarah." He whispered anxiously with his thick British accent. "I cant go to you unless you call."

Exasperatedly, he held his face in his hands.

"Just a little bit longer." He thought.

"What are a few more hours, days, years when you are immortal? Forever is mine."

"Sarah doesn't have forever…" A small voice called from his head.

His heart ached, for the touch and love of Sarah, time was of the essence…

A/N I know the story has been progressing quite slowly, but here on out im moving the plot along. Thanks so much for all your encouragement and reviews! I really would have quit with out them. Please stay tuned!

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3-FairyPoet