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Chapter 13
Chapter 13 :Deal With the Devil
Magic filled the tiny bathroom. The lights flickered. If Sarah hadn't been so upset about Toby, she may have been a bit more excited to be reunited with her lovely fae foe.
The air grew thick with magic, dancing up and down her skin. In a blink of an eye, he stood before her, at last, in all his glory.
He wore his usual garb of a white poet shirt with long ruffely sleeves and tight black leather pants that let little to the imagination. A long black cloak settled around his frame, shrouding him from the iridescent light.
"You called me Sarah?" Asked the Goblin King gently; eyes serious, with no hint of mischief.
"Yes" whispered Sarah, she had finally found her voice.
"Toby…"she managed to squeak out.
"What of the babe?" asked Jareth gently, noting this was no time for games. Sarah had finally called to him, and he'd be damned to hell if he screwed this up. As much as the other evil Jareth would love to play, this was no such time.
"What of the babe, Sarah?" he repeated a bit impatiently.
"He's dieing!" Sarah choked out.
She dropped to her knees before him, "Please,' she sobbed, "Can you help him! Please! I love him! He's all I have left!"
Sarah could go on no more. Chest racking sobs tore out of her throat. The pain of loosing her father, and most likely her brother, and having to swallow her pride and get down on hands and knees and beg in front of her hated enemy, was to much for her to bear.
Jareth fought the urge to drop to the floor and engulf her into his arms, to soothe and comfort away her hurt.
"Can you help him?" Sarah sobbed.
Jareth looked into her swollen eyes, his heart exploding with sorrow and pity for his beloved beautiful mortal.
"Yes Sarah, I can." He stated plainly. "But such magic comes at a price."
Sarah's head snapped up to attention.
"Ill do anything!" she cried.
Jareth chuckled, "I was hoping you would say that." He thought evilly.
His voice took on a business like tone. "Sarah, if I save the babe with my magic, you must agree to what I want and to the terms which I set."
"What do you want?" she hiccupped miserably.
"Only you my dear." Came the soft arrogant reply.
She bit her lip. There was no time for her to consider the consequences, no matter what they may be. Time was of the essence. She could not afford to be selfish, not with Toby's life on the line.
She hoisted herself to her feet and stood up in his face, determinedly.
"Done." She said, sealing her fate in the hands of her enemy.
Jareth pulled out a little long ornate dagger from the dark depths of his cloak. Sarah gasped and backed away.
"Our blood will bind the deal." He stated, dragging the blade over his arm. Glowing inhuman blood instantly seeped from the wound.
"Give me your hand." He commanded.
Sarah hesitantly obliged. He slid the blade across her white wrist, spilling her mortal blood out of a shallow cut. Sarah flinched but relaxed her arm as he guided her, bleeding wrist over his fore arm. The wounds touched, sending a surge of magic through both participants. A sharp, piercing heat pulsed through her veins and raced back to the touching wounds. She could feel his magic and powerful blood emanating throughout her body, as he could feel her innocent, passionate mortal blood, softening his immortal heart. The spilled blood was slowly being absorbed by each others skin, leaving the wounds healed, and bound.
Sarah gasped as she saw her arm appeared untouched, yet she could still feel the Goblin Kings blood coursing through her veins.
"Toby!" Sarah yelled, breaking the eerie silence of the spell. "Please hurry!"
Jareth bowed his head and disappeared as quick as he had come, leaving Sarah alone in the bathroom.
She wretched open the door and tore down the hall, frantically running toward Toby's hospital room. As she approached the door nurses and doctors exited, talking happily with relief. She ran passed them, and stopped dead in her tracts when she saw her brother, wide eyed blinking in the sun light.
Karen sat on the other side of her son sobbing in relief.
Toby looked down at Sarah and grinned. He looked so small and pitiful in that big bed with all those machines and tubes attached to him.
Sarah rushed to his side and kissed his cheek over and over again.
"Ow, Sawrah!" Toby wheezed.
She let out a pent up cry, and hugged him.
"Oh Toby, I love you so much! I'm so glad your okay! I never want to loose you." She said tears streaming down her face.
Twenty minutes later Sarah went down to the hospital cafeteria, absolutely famished as the early morning hours rolled around.
She had conveniently forgotten her bargain through all the excitement. All of a sudden, mind blowing sensations swept over her body. She practically dropped her food tray. Trying to collect herself, she shakily paid for her food and headed back toward Toby's room.
"Sarah." An accented voice called from behind.
She turned around and dropped her tray, sending food and juices all over the floor.
Jareth stepped over the spill and closed his arms around her, engulfing her into his cloak. Before she could protest, tingling weightlessness over took her body. She melted into Jareth and disappeared.
TBC…