A Prophecy Speaks

a/n: I do not own Labyrinth, for the last time! I do own all original characters in this story, of which there are a lot. If you want to use them please ask. Please see the author's note at the bottom for more.

Chapter 45 –or- Birth

Jareth was in the middle of a lovely dream involving Sarah and various fruits when he was rudely shaken awake.

"Jareth, call Carys and the midwife," Sarah told him.

"Hmmmm?" he asked her.

"You know that thing I am going to have? You know, babies? They are coming. Call Carys and the midwife!" Sarah nearly screamed as she started to breath heavily.

Jareth must have conjured about five different crystals before he got it right. After he managed to send those he started conjuring pillows and piling them behind a very flustered Sarah.

"What the hell are you doing Jareth?" Sarah asked as he shoved yet another pillow behind her.

"I don't know!" Jareth exclaimed.

Just then the midwife entered with Agee on her heels. Carys walked in right behind them. Carys rolled her eyes as soon as she saw all the pillows.

"Your Majesty, listen to me. Go to the opposite end of the castle and occupy yourself. Do not come back until Agee comes to get you, okay?" the midwife said to him calmly before pushing him out the door. Jareth stared at the door in confusion before he went and did what he was told.

The first hour or so went slowly for the Goblin Queen. They were making her walk around her room. She was getting revenge by snapping at the two women as much as possible. She was a very good pregnant woman.

"Okay Your Majesty, do you want to sit down now?" the midwife asked.

"I want these babies out of my uterus! That would be nice. Could we do that? Hmm?" Sarah asked sarcastically.

Carys laughed, and Sarah shot a dagger-laced glare at her fellow queen.

After a few hours Sarah finally laid down on the bed, propped up by a large amount of pillows. The midwife checked to see how far along she was.

"Well, Your Majesty, those babies look like they are ready to come out. You ready to push?"

"No! I want to keep them inside me. Of course I want to push!" Sarah yelled. Carys held her knees back while Sarah inhaled, held it, and pushed out with all her might.

"In the Aboveground they have this wonderful fucking thing called an epidural! I can fucking command fire itself, but I cannot stop fucking birthing pains? What the hell!" Sarah screamed.

"Your Majesty, be quiet and push!" the midwife encouraged.

Sarah held her breath and pushed hard. For once she was glad for the nice hips she had. After about twenty minutes of pushing a head started to crown.

"Here's the head. One more big push to get the shoulders out!"

Sarah pushed hard, the panted. There was so much pressure that she had gone a little numb. Something slipped out.

"It's a boy!"

"Is he blonde?" Sarah asked.

"The little bit of down on his head I see is light, yes," the midwife said as she held the baby up for Sarah to see.

"Crown Prince Eamon," Sarah panted.

Carys took the now crying baby and wrapped it in a warm blanket. She laid the baby down in a hastily conjured, large baby cradle before she returned to Sarah. Agee was watching the cradle.

It seemed only a minute passed before Sarah had to push again. It was shorter, only about a ten minute time period, before she heard a second voice crying.

"Another boy!"

"Damien," Sarah sighed.

Carys placed Prince Damien in the cradle next to his brother. Sarah had already started to push out the last baby. She looked very tired, but Carys knew she was strong enough to make it.

Sarah felt exhausted, but she pushed hard for the little girl to come out. She heard a small cry and finally allowed herself a few tears herself.

"A girl…..oh Your Majesty!" the midwife exclaimed.

"What?" Sarah asked snappishly.

"Sarah, look at your little girl," Carys told her.

Sarah looked and saw the bright red hair. And then, the beautiful baby opened her eyes. They had no distinct color, they were shining like light instead. Like two glowing orbs. Sarah was amazed.

"Sarah, she's beautiful. I don't know how, but she is also a Lady of the Flame, just like you. I can feel it. She also is the most powerful of the three. She will be a force to reckon with," Carys told her as she placed the baby in the cradle with her brothers.

"She will be the most powerful Fae in the Underground when she matures. She's the most beautiful baby girl I have ever seen," Sarah told them.

"What's her name?"

"Phoenix"

Agee looked tired when she finally came to get Jareth. He immediately transported himself to their rooms.

Sarah was lying on the bed, looking rumpled and exhausted. Jareth thought she looked as beautiful as ever. She held a blonde head to her breast.

"Who's this?" Jareth asked her, sitting on the bed. He stroked the downy blonde head.

"Crown Prince Eamon of the Goblin Kingdom," Sarah said. Jareth looked down in amazement. The baby let go of the breast and looked up at his daddy. Emerald green eyes stood out on the infant's pale face before he dozed off.

"Jareth, take him and put him in the cradle,"
Sarah instructed. Jareth handled the baby like he was fine china. Sarah laughed at him. He walked to the large cradle and laid the Crown Prince down.

"And this one with your hair?" Jareth asked of the dark-haired boy.

"Prince Damien"

Jareth looked lastly at the smallest baby.

"Sarah, neither of us have red hair," Jareth commented.

"Bring her here," Sarah told him. Jareth carefully picked up the tiny baby and brought her to Sarah. He sat down on the bed once again.

Sarah laid her hand on the baby's forehead.

"Wake up little one," she asked. The baby's eyes opened, and Jareth gasped as he saw the glowing eyes.

"Sarah? Is she blind?" Jareth asked in slight alarm.

"No. Nothing like that. We actually think that this happened when I used the inner flame during the battle," Sarah told him.

"She's gorgeous. What's her name?" Jareth asked.

"Phoenix"

"Wow"

"Jareth? Carys has touched them. She has gauged their power. The three of them are more powerful than even me. But Phoenix, she's the most powerful of all. She also is a Lady of the Flame," Sarah told him.

"Well, then I have to assume that she will be as willfull and disobedient as you were. Which means we are all in for a world of hurt," Jareth laughed.

Sarah slapped his arm lightly and looked down at their daughter lovingly. She smiled at him.

"Shut up and kiss me Goblin King," was all she said.

The End

Author's end notes: I would like to thank so many people. My husband first off. He has been very patient with his very distracted wife through all of this. My sister for editing and having awesome English powers. My kids for just being them. Every single reader and reviewer. Thanks to all of you! Please keep checking for the sequel to this story, called "Underneath the Crystal Moon". Everyone finds love in their own way, but how will the triplets of the Goblin Kingdom find theirs?