A Prophecy Speaks
a/n: I do not own labyrinth. and this story is far from over.
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Chapter 26 –or- What?
Sarah had been awakened several times during the night by Jareth's hungry kisses and her own needs. They had not gotten much sleep, but as Sarah looked at the light streaming through their window she knew something. She knew! She did not think it would be so soon, or so easy. She did not mind. She guessed someone had forgotten to tell her she would be able to feel them, to feel aware that they were even now growing inside of her.
There were three. They did not have a gender yet. She had not been sure until just now, but the feeling had started when Jareth had woken her up about an hour after they had first made love with kisses on sensitive parts of her aroused body. She had woken up feeling different inside.
Sarah looked over at Jareth. He was sleeping soundly. She hated to wake him, but a father needed to know, didn't he?
"Jareth, dearest", Sarah said gently as she shook him. He muttered something about goblins. She shook him again and he opened his eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Sarah asked him.
"Tell you what?" Jareth asked her.
"That I would be able to feel them….be aware of them?", Sarah asked him. Jareth looked puzzled. Sarah groaned. Just like a male.
"I'm pregnant", Sarah told him. Jareth paled considerably.
"Aren't you happy? We knew this would happen eventually. Xandra did give us those seeds", Sarah told him.
Jareth only stayed quiet.
Sarah started to get mad. They were married! They were supposed to have kids. He wanted heirs. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and snapped herself into court dress. She slammed the circlet on her head and left the room. Jareth was still in bed, staring at nothing.
Jareth felt her leave. He was at a loss. He did not expect Sarah to be so fertile, did not know that it was her fertile time. He did not even think to ask. He felt like an idiot. Now was not a good time for her to be pregnant. With the dwarves on the move soon it would not be a good thing. He was putting it all together, soaking it in, when there was a knock on his door. He was in court dress in a flash before he opened the door. King Danol stood there, with a little anger flashing behind his orange eyes.
"Do you want to tell me why Sarah is in our room crying her eyes out?", Danol told him. He could be very imposing.
"She's pregnant", Jareth told him.
"How could she know?", Danol asked him.
"She must have the gift. Few of the Fae have the ability to communicate with the unborn. She says she felt them. Them", Jareth mulled it over in his mind.
"Jareth, she's having twins?", Danol asked him.
Jareth nodded, once again at a loss for words. It should bring him such joy. Sarah was carrying his children. Two. Twins. Would they be boys or girls? Would they have blonde hair or brown? Would they have his mismatched eyes or the clear green of their mothers?
"We leave for war soon, Danol. She will be alone. We have not even had time to talk about children. She does not know that Fae pregnancy moves quicker than a mortal pregnancy. She may give birth to our children while I am gone. I may not even live to see my heir", Jareth told the King of Dragons.
"Jareth, you do not know that you will die. You do not know what will happen. All you can do is rejoice that your wife is pregnant and there will be an heir. Sarah is a very capable woman. She can run this kingdom without you, pregnant or not. But right now, Sarah is sobbing hysterically in Carys' lap. She thinks you do not want children with her. She thinks you hate her. She is out of her mind with the belief that the man she married does not love her", Danol told the Goblin King.
Suddenly, pieces of furniture started disappearing from his room. All of Sarah's things disappeared. One by one they vanished. Jareth knew what she was doing. She was removing herself from his rooms. She was scared, and she was hurt. And he had done it to her.
Suddenly there was another knock on his door, but this person did not wait to enter. Toby strode into the room and walked right up to Jareth. He knew who and what Jareth was. He loved and respected Jareth, but his loyalty was to his sister.
"How dare you Jareth?", Toby asked him, his crown askew on his head.
"Toby, I am sorry", was all Jareth could say. Toby's face screwed up a little and he began to cry. Jareth did not know what to do with this many people angry and crying.
"You hurt her! She is crying! She loves you! I love you!", Toby yelled at him.
All Jareth could do is walk away. He walked away and turned into an owl. He flew off the balcony of his room, and off into the distance.