Innogen- That was a really inspirational review, thankyou. I was in the zone when I wrote that chapter, actually I was down the beach previously (I have based a lot of this on my home town, where I live myself) so I guess that gave me some influence. As for the J/S side, I am not going to make it all, 'Jareth comes back instantaneously to whisk Sarah away', I know ive been naughty ands did that in other fics, im going to learn some control in this. Although it is J/S, this story is mainly her point of view right now….when it does come to the time they meet, it will be mostly her doing.

Theshadowcat- Im curious too!….I was a bit surprised though that this chapter went so long, I just hope its ok……thanx for the review anyway

Rosakara13- aww thanx sweets, will do

ItsACrystalNothingMore- tezza, such a loyal reviewer, I love ya too hun! Thanx hugz

Sightlessmuse- hehe ok ill update. updates. Your right too, it isn't a waste of time writing anything. It gives us writers more brain cells Im guessing, Thanx for ur review.

Whiteswan- thankyou!I hope this is soon enough…

Lyn- sure will

Jarethspixieprincess- thankyou, I will finish it! Now I got some ideas of where Im gonna go with it….

On with the story……………….

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It was dark now along the beach.

There weren't many people around, except for the couple's who had chosen to stroll along the shore, gazing up at the moon with their intendeds.

And of course Sarah.

Hugging herself against the brisk sea-breeze she turned from the shore to head back home. She knew the way like the back of her hand, even at night. For the bright lights from off-shore cars, houses and the small kiosk opposite her corner, two-storey town house, showed her pathway up pretty well.

That and the fact she had been living here for the past 2 years.

Where? The Great Southland.

Australia, South Australia.

Walking past a couple who smiled at her, she timidly smiled back. Everyone was so nice here. Even in winter months. Sarah figured it must have been something to do with the fact the beach made people happy, or that Australians were just happy people in general.

Trudging up a larger sand dune that was made up of finer sand than the sand closest to the shore and broken shells, she finally got to the top. Continuing walking down the other side with a little jog, she couldn't help but smile what this reminded her of.

Come on feet.

The path off the sand dune was fairly small, surrounded by thick coastal shrubs and bushes. Near the end of the sandy path (or the beginning if you are venturing to the beach) a brush fence started to appear that hid the view of the both sides of it, where two flat green lawns that went all along the Esplanade.

She approached a small car park to the left at the end of the brush fences but turned right, walking up to the kiosk. The owner of the kiosk had gone home for the night, and Sarah silently thanked herself for coming down the beach so late for this reason.

Not to say she didn't like the owner, Mr Noonie. His Kiosk 'Noonies' added character to the beach as well as being great if she ran out of milk for breakfast or needed a quick sugar fix i.e an ice-cream or some of his famous hot donuts, but the fact she lived right opposite, made it as bit of a drag for other reasons.

In summer the crowds of people, tourists and locals, made it so hectic and busy in front of her house and down the beach, it gave her no sense of privacy at times. Being a private person Sarah liked calmness over huge crowds of people. That and she couldn't even park her car out the front of her house when it was that busy.

Walking past the kiosk she came to a small road, The Esplanade. Seeing in clear view, her town house now opposite her she waited until a few cars passed and walked quickly up to the divider strip. Seeing no cars coming the other way, she then ran to the other side.

A small brown gate was the first entrance to her little block. She sighed with annoyance as she noticed someone had taken off the 4 to the supposedly number 14.

Hopping over the gate she made her way to the front door. Dumping her beach comber findings on a small slate windowsill, whilst picking up a spare key, she let herself in.

Sarah moved here, from the States 4 years ago now. It was more by chance that she got to live here than by anything. But a sad chance, her grandfather passing away.

At 15, she had finally learnt to adapt to home life with Karen, her Father and of course Toby after the Labyrinth. It had taught her a sense of moving on one could say. The memory of her biological mother, Linda Williams, had finally been put at ease.

Linda had died when Sarah was a young girl, however she never learnt to really accept it, hence why she never got a long with Karen. But since Jareth came and taught her that valuable lesson of life and love, Sarah learnt to accept the way things were, whether they were fair or not.

And for the rest of her school years up until University, Sarah had realized how important family were, even Karen. Karen had become a second mother to Sarah, helped her through her first crush, to her first breakup, rejoiced when Sarah got into University and still was determined today that Sarah called every few days, being so far away from home and all.

After graduating from a Business Degree, Sarah wasn't sure about just settling down into some life-long, boring, accounting job in New York. She wanted to travel, see the world. She didn't want to leave her family, but she needed something, anything.

Then she found out the sad news of her Grandfather, Alfred Vincent, Linda's father, passing away through a family friend of her fathers who lived in Australia and knew of him. Sarah however, sadly never got to meet him. All she knew was that he lived in Australia and she was quite shocked and saddned from never getting the chance to meet him ever, when she was confronted with his death.

Then a week later she received a phone call.

"Sarah Williams?" A 50' something Australian accent asked over the phone that late summers night back in her old home in New York.

"Yes…" Sarah slowly said. "May I help you?"

"Oh good, I was hoping to catch you at home Miss Williams…" Sarah looked over at the clock, 2:00am and gave a small nodding yawn to herself, Yeah you caught me alright

"My name is Trent Matthews, I was your Grandfathers lawyer and will advisor…….."

"Oh" Sarah frowned.

"I am very sorry about his passing Miss Williams, he was a good man, he always spoke of his granddaughter in America who he always wanted to meet"

"Thank you" Sarah said sadly. "I wish I could have met him too"

The man on the other end of the phone went quiet for a moment then continued.

"Mr Vincent was very sorry he never got the chance to see you before he passed away" This lawyer was actually pretty nice for a lawyer type Sarah noted. "He always said he would have been proud of his grand-daughter, that he had a feeling you would have be destined for greatness"

Sarah sighed. She wasn't exactly proud of herself right now with no direction even after she had graduated. But now strangely felt a little hope in her, that someone she only knew of could think so highly of her.

"Well there is a reason I have called you on behalf of his passing away, the matter of his will.." Mr Matthews cleared his throat.

"His will?" Sarah asked.

She never expected her grandfather would leave her anything for she never saw him. Sarah gathered he would have left everything to a charity if he had any money or possessions and she didn't expect anything, she would have much rather have had a chance to see him alive more than anything.

"Sarah, I think its best you book a flight to Adelaide as soon as possible………….."

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Well after that, Sarah had flown to Australia. South Australia, city: Adelaide.

It wasn't a happy flight though, for she knew she wouldn't be seeing her grandfather alive, or ever get the chance to now.

After meeting up with Mr Matthews at his city office in Adelaide, he had driven with her down to the small coastal town in Adelaide named Semaphore, where half of her grandfathers will to her laid.

She was surprised when Mr Matthews had stopped in front of the small antique shop in the quaint coastal town of Semaphore.

The front of the shop was very 1980's Australian, colonial looking, but it gave it something

"This is the mainstreet of Semaphore" He replied getting out the car.

"Friendly people here, very laid back atmosphere" He gestured with his hands along the road.

Sarah followed his lead walking up to the small closed antique shop, getting friendly smiles from the bistro style outdoor café customers.

"It's got a atmosphere about it alright, you get all types here now" The man pulled out a old fashioned key from his pocket and turned to Sarah, leaning in a bit.

"Sure you get the locals and tourists, but there's also the gays and the hippies that are pretty predominant here too now"

Sarah smiled nodding as she saw a lesbian couple walking past happily holding hands.

"I guess that's what makes it trendy?" Sarah asked as she looked opposite to a few bohemian shops that she knew she could spend hours in. The middle-aged lawyer nodded.

"Infact its probably turning into more of a lesbian community than anything, they own half the businesses along the mainstreet already" He chuckled. He wasn't being prejudiced Sarah noted, just stating the facts.

"Alfred worked here up until the day…..well the day he died however" Mr Matthews started sloting the key in the front, old-victorian style, door.

"It gave him great joy working here, and he was very well known" The key fit perfectly and the door swung open with ease.

Mr Matthews said suddenly seeing the sad look on Sarah's face turned to her and smiled kindly.

"I know it must be a hard time for you Miss Williams" He placed a hand lightly on her shoulder.

"But Mr Vincent told to me to tell you, everything he had, he wanted you to have, and that gave him great joy knowing everything he owned would one day be yours"

Sarah gave a small smile, looking around the quaint little shop., with the iron lace guttering to the bay windows, the squeaky floorboards to the high ceilings, she knew what to do.

"I know I just still feel so horrible I never got to see him" She sniffled.

"He was a happy man, and he didn't suffer Sarah" Sarah knew this already, that her grandfather died in his sleep, still it didn't help.

But she knew there was one thing she had to do. That she would do.

She knew she would stay here and keep the memory of her grandfather going.

She knew her calling as soon as she stepped into the small shop. She would open her grandfathers business and make him proud.

"Now I need to show you something else" Mr Matthews led her out the shop again, shutting the door behind him locking it with the key, and handing the intricately designed key over to Sarah.

He unlocked Sarah's side of the car with his own set of keys and hopped around to his side.

"There is a block of land that Alf has also left you. He was going to re-build a house on it but unfortunately…." Mr Matthews didn't have to continue, Sarah knew.

"Where was he staying then?" Sarah asked.

"Oh he had a little room above the antique shop, you will see when you go back"

Sarah nodded and looked out her window as they drove down the mainstreet of Semaphore, passing the array of outdoor café's, restaraunts, surf shops, framing gallery's, an old fashioned Cinema named 'Odeon Star', and finally to the end of the street where the Esplanade started, making it a T junction off the Mainstreet, Semaphore Rd.

At the stop lights of the T junction, in clear view was one of the huge lawns/park consisting of a playground to the left, a waterslide to the right and in front of all that, the ocean.

Turning left now down the Esplanade, Sarah looked at all the houses as they drove past.

There were townhouses, Australian Colonial style houses and then finally they stopped at an empty block of corner land opposite a small kiosk.

As the dark-haired girl and the middle-aged man hopped out the car again, Sarah stood on the pavement before the block of land looking out to the sea.

"He lived here once" She said sadly.

"Yes he did, but the house was very run down, old, with the smallest windows you've ever seen, it gave a poor view to this spectacular, million dollar view" Mr Matthews stretched his arms out looking toward the sea as well now.

"So he demolished in the hopes to make a new house…Alf would always say, with bigger windows" He chuckled.

"I can see why, I would want to wake up to this everyday too" Sarah gave a small chuckle back.

"Miss Williams, now you can" Sarah felt her jaw slightly drop. He was right, this was her land now. But then she sighed.

"Id love to live here but I don't have enough money to build a house.."

"Well, you are a little wrong there" Mr Matthews turned to face her.

"The last part of Alfred's will was to leave you his savings, all his savings"

Sarah looked at the man in shock.

"He left you 400,000"

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After that, Sarah contacting her family back home telling them the news, and that she wouldn't be coming back, only for holidays. They were all sad at first but eventually wished her luck.

Sarah had then managed to get a townhouse built on the large block of land whilst staying in the antique shop. She had used up over half of her grandfathers savings though by doing this so she started clearing the antique shop up ready for business to re-open.

It was a grueling time but she managed to get it all done by herself. And now she had established a home here, one that she treasured dearly and thanked her grandfather more than ever for.

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Sarah walked up the small flight of stairs to her bedroom and when she got there, she threw on her comfortable pajama pants, a semi-tight fitting grey t-shirt and a terry-cloth robe.

Heading back out her bedroom, she moved to the front of her town house where existed a floor to ceiling window, (inspired by her grandfathers wishes for a better view), for the whole top floor and smiled sitting down on a large office chair looking out.

She swiveled the chair with her legs to the right of her, where a huge Bushmaster telescope stood on a large tri-pod.

"Now lets see if I can find you tonight"

Sarah whispered as she fiddled with some of the notches at the base and removed the lens cap. She adjusted the telescope to the sky and peered in.

"Hello Moon" She quietly chuckled as she zoomed past the large white mass, moving further to the north.

"Aha!" She exclaimed in glee as if she had just found a secret treasure.

"There you are my Northern star" She smiled lovingly into the telescope.

Co-ordinates of the stars were a hard thing to master properly, so she was secretly thankful for those short astronomy courses she had taken throughout Uni.

The Northern Star was so beautiful and bright tonight that she felt a certain power in her just watching it. It blinked brightly to the vast Universe to Sarah and beyond, calling, beckoning……..

She adjusted a few notches on the side again to get a clearer view whilst still looking at the brightest star in the sky.

Finally it was perfect.

Or was it

Sarah stopped smiling now. Instead she felt that strange longing inside of her all over again.

Staring at the brightness she suddenly felt overwhelmed with sadness.

Sarah…….

She could hear him calling in her head.

The bright mass blinked a different color this time, a sort of orange color.

Sarah…..

It was definitely him. He was so close, yet so far. Sarah tore her eye from the telescope and drew in a deep breath.

"I don't know what to do…" It was a question not a statement.

"I wish I could see you again so I could tell you …………….." She stopped.

She looked around her for a few minutes, as if the tall-blonde man would appear in all his glory, seeking revenge perhaps, or coming to gloat that she had figured out the error in her ways, but he didn't. Instead she was alone.

Maybe Im just finally going round the bend.

The brunette figured. How could she possibly know Jareth was real. And how could someone not real, be someone you are in love…………

You will know soon.

A different, but strangely familiar voice sounded in her head.

Sarah frowned but looked back into the telescope anyway.

"Well what do you say my pretty, am I going nuts?"

The Northern Star blinked again a few different shades of orange and red.

"I take that as a yes" She sighed

Sarah could see a thick cloud formation was starting to cloud around her view.

"Well this may be it for tonight my pre…." Sarah stopped short.

The Northern star had blinked again. But this time it didn't blink a those strange red/orange colors, but it blinked showing Jareth's face. The star was showing her Jareth.

"How can this be…." Sarah rubbed her eyes and looked back through her telescope.

"Damn"

The cloud formation had now completely covered over her view.

"Perhaps it will move on again.." She secretly hoped it would, as these formations had before, and maybe she would catch another glimpse. Another glimpse of him.

"BBBBBbbbrrrriinnngg Brrrrririiiinnnggg"

Sarah jumped out of her skin literally, nearly knocking the telescope over, as her phone rang.

"Oh shit"

The telescope's alignment of the star, was knocked.

Quickly as a flash Sarah adjusted her telescope to align it again, but she couldn't find it anywhere now.

She could hear her answering service starting up and searched frantically to align the telescope back to the Northern Star.

Karen's voice came on the loud speaker. "Sarah hunny, are you there?"

Frustrated but leaving the telescope be, Sarah dashed for the phone on her coffee table.

"Hey Karen, sorry about that, I was ..….looking for something"

The dark-haired girl nervously laughed, Understatement of the century

Now she was instantly pulled into a hour long conversation.

Forgetting momentarily about the shining Northern Star and Jareth, she smiled and laughed with her family on the other end. Hearing about her Father's new renovation ideas, Karen's new china painting hobby and Toby's plights at starting school. Sarah enjoyed listening to it all despite wanting to desperately go back and look through her telescope again to see if Jareth was still there.

Sarah finally got off the phone and moved back to the telescope.

Looking through it again, seeing nothing but darkness, she sighed.

Obviously the clouds that came in were to stay. She pulled away from the telescope for the last time, reaching for the lens cap on the ground and re-placed it at the front of the lens.

Moving towards the window, she looked up at the sky.

"Tommorow night" Sarah whispered, green eyes glistening at the land of dreams.

"Till then, goodnight my love" Sarah touched the window ever so slightly, longingly and finally retreated to bed.

The Northern Star peaked through one last time as she had turned her back to walk away.

Blinking, it showed Jareth's lost face, then it to, finally disappeared behind the dark, rolling clouds of the approaching storm.

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Do you know, I think this Labyrinth fic is the only fic in where Sarah is living in Australia! She's lived in England, Ireland, America, and now she's down under! Hehe! Don't hate me for it, but I think a change of scenery is always a good thing! I did this because I really want to take this story somewhere, and if I base it closer to my own life right, it will give me more direction to where I actually want it to go…if that makes any sense..

Now …..heres a lil glossary for some words I used…cuz im sure a few of u are like, what the..?

Esplanade – Street along the beachfront.

Kiosk- A beach like deli, or small shop that sells ice-creams, hot food, fish and chips, suncream, etc. (this place exists, in front of my house! And I say the truth when I say its hectic summer gawwddd)

Donuts- Come on we all now what they are!

Lastly,

the website of where Im actually talking about, Semaphore, my home town. My grandfather also owned that shop and ill get a site up where u can see that pic too….

Well you know the drill, R&R plz!