When Sarah reappeared she was in the basement of the Goblin Castle, the dungeons.

She also noticed that her clothes had been changed. Instead of wearing her jeans, tennis shoes, and red t-shirt, she was now wearing a skirt and shirt. The skirt was black and went down to about 3 or 4 inches above her knee. Her shirt was maroon and was tight around her stomach, breasts and wrists, but very loose and billowy in the arms like Jareth's. She had what resembled black ballet shoes on her feet.

After she had looked at her appearance, she noticed Jareth leaning on a wall across from her. He got up and began to walk downthe tunnel toward her.

"Come along, Sarah."

Sarah followed Jareth down to the very end of the tunnel before he stopped and began to unlock the corner cell. He grabbed Sarah and pushed her harshly into the cell.

"Clean it." Jareth said, throwing a crystal inside the cell. When it shattered, cleaning supplies appeared. "I suggest you clean it well," Jarethsmirked as he locked the door back up, "you'll be living in it." He grinned and disappeared.

Sarah punched a wall and immediately regretted it. "It's not fair! I didn't do anything to him!" Sarah yelled.

"I'd think twice before saying that." A male voice said from behind Sarah on the small bunk bed type thing across the cell from her.

"Who said that?" She asked terrified.

"Me. I wouldn't use that phrase around here." A young man jumped down off of the top bunk.

His straight jet-black hairwas attempting to hide hissoft brown eyes, but it was failing. He looked to be in his 20's and was pretty fit. He was wearing black pants and a white billowy shirt.

"Why not?" Sarah asked.

"I don't know, pisses the king off for some reason." The man said walking over to Sarah. "Names Gerard."

"Sarah." She answered.

"Sarah, that's not a common name around here, probably because it pisses the king off." Gerard said. "We don't get too many girls in here, you're actually the first in about 2 years. You'll have a pretty hard time around here if you don't pair up with someone. Now, I'm not a rapist or womanizer or anything, but some of the guys down here, they are. You'd better just stick with me, probably why he stuck you in here, knows what a protector I am from personal experience."

Wow, that did a lot to settle Sarah's nerves. For all she knew the guys in the cell next to her could kill her. If she had any hope of being able to live without fear before, they were shattered now.

"So, Sarah, what you in for?" Gerard asked.

"Nothing really, guess I just made the wrong person mad. You?"

"Killed a guy."

Sarah looked at him in shock. Jareth had given her a cell with a murderer? Whoa, he's not a rapist but a murderer! That's SO much better!

"Hey! I was protecting my family, he had already killed my father, you think I'm going to let him kill my mom and my sister too? Don't judge me on the fact that I killed a guy, judge me on the fact that I did it protecting people important to me."

"So it was self defense?" Sarah asked. Okay, so he didn't lie about being a protector.

"Not in the eyes of His Majesty. It was his brother that I killed. Told you he personally knew that I was a protector." Gerard told her obviously bored with the conversation. "Well Sarah, since your obviously new to all of this stuff, being in the dungeons you know, you got any questions?" Gerard asked picking up a rag from one of the buckets and tossing it to Sarah. She caught it and he took one out for himself. They both started cleaning at opposite ends of the cell.

"What do you do here? Like, what's an average day like?" Sarah asked.

"Well," Gerard started, "we're not out there today because every 6 months, we get a day off. But on a regular day at about 7am everyone is woken up. Around 7:30 we all start up into the small dining hall upstairs for breakfast. At about 8:00 we start to clean up from breakfast and are usually done that by around, uh, let's say 8:10. Then we go out to do the tasks that are assigned to us each day. Since were sharing a cell, we'll have the same tasks just like the rest of the people in this wing of the dungeons. We do our 'jobs' all day until about 11 pm when we all go back for dinner and showers." The thought of having to shower in front of a ton of other people, all men at that, made Sarah's head shoot up and hit the bench that she was cleaning under. She heard Gerard laugh.

"It's not funny." Sarah said holding her head from the pain of the bench cracking her head. When she pulled her hand away from her head she had blood on it.

"Wow, I'm going to have to be watching your back every second around here if your that accident prone." Gerard told her shaking his head. "The lights are blown out at 13:00 every night, don't be outside the cell after that for any reason. I'm always in here at least 15 minutes early so when the doors are locked and closed, I'm always in here. It'd be smart for you to do that too. Sometimes they find it funny to close the doors a few minutes early."

"Why? Wouldn't the guards just let you in if your outside?" Sarah asked.

"They leave at 12. After that it's the Night Watchmen." Gerard told her.

"Night Watchmen?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah. Their ghosts sort of. They come out only after the lights are out. They lurk in the dark. The light kills them." Gerard explained. "If you're out of your cell when the doors are closed and the lights go off, your as good as dead. Oh! And if you hear them, close your eyes and don't open them. No one has ever seen them and survived." Gerard told her.

"What do they sound like?" Sarah asked.

"Oh, trust me! When you hear them, you'll know!" Gerard told her.

Sarah was so scared that she didn't know how she would survive. She was already petrified of the dark, but with these Night Watchmen lurking about, she didn't know if she could take it.

Sarah and Gerard continued to clean the cell from top to bottom for about 4 hours. When they were finally done, the cell was as clean as it ever would be.

"About time I got this thing clean. I give it a week before it's all messed up again. Care to place a bet?" Gerard asked Sarah going over to the barred window and sitting on its ledge.

"Nah, not too much of a gambler." Sarah told him going to sit down on the lower bunk. The mattress seemed to be made of a foamy material and was surprisingly quite comfortable.

"I'll just have to teach you how to gamble then. Gambling is the way to get what you want around here. Gambling, betting, and trading." Gerard informed her. "You'll definitely want to start it."

"Were you a gambler before you came here?" Sarah asked.

"No, but my father was. That's what got him killed. Kind of funny how that keeps you going here. Talk about ironic." Gerard said with a small laugh and smile. This was the first time Sarah had noticed that in a way Gerard was actually pretty attractive in a rock and roll star from her home kind of way.

Sarah and Gerard spent the rest of the day talking about their pasts and family.

Sarah learned that Gerard had come from a poor family and his father had actually gambled to help keep food on the table. One day he lost all of the money he had won and still owed some bad people some money, one of those bad people was Jareth's only brother. They had killed him to make an example of him. One night they had come back for the rest of the family and that was the night Gerard killed Jareth's brother.

This reminded Sarah of a few stories from home.

She had told Gerard of her family and her friends. She didn't tell him where she was from or that she had traveled the labyrinth.

Before they knew it, it was 12:56 and the lights were about to be blown out.

"Now, when the lights go out, don't freak out and scream because they love fear. Don't talk because they love to kill and if they know you are awake, they will come to your cell door and wait for you to open your eyes and look out. Just close your eyes and keep them closed even if you're not asleep. Got it?" Gerard asked. Sarah only nodded. "Okay, trust me, after the first couple of weeks, it gets a whole lot easier."

Suddenly there was a loud screeching sound that made Gerard flinch. "That's them, just remember what I told you." Gerard then jumped into the top bunk and got comfortable. "Close your eyes." He whispered.

Sarah got about an hour of sleep that night. Even when she woke up every 5 minutes she didn't open her eyes. She could hear Gerard's even breathing and knew he was sleeping. How anyone could sleep in a place like this was beyond her.

The final time that Sarah woke up, there was bright sunshine coming through the window and Gerard was shaking her and saying her name.

"Finally!" He said when her eyes finally opened. "Didn't sleep much did you?" He asked with a grin.

"Not at all." Sarah said sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"I just thought I'd wake you up before the guards got down so you wouldn't have some strange thing looking you in the face when you woke up. Your very hard to wake up, you know that?" Gerard said trying to be funny.

"Been told that many times." Sarah said standing up. As soon as she got up there was a guard banging on the cell door. He smiled an eerie smile as he saw her already up and fixing her skirt and shirt.

In a few minutes all the prisoners were up in the dining hall and were being served their breakfast.

"Woo, woo!" The cook said when Sarah was up to get her food. "A girl, huh? Only the best for you darling." There was then a large amount of pinkish colored goop put on her small plate. When Sarah was done in the food line, she looked around for Gerard. She spotted him sitting at the far end of the long table with another man. Sarah began to make her way over to him, but was stopped by two large, muscular men.

"Where are you going gorgeous?" The first one asked. Sarah didn't answer and attempted to keep going until she was pulled by the hair.

"Wow, her hair is still so soft, must be new." The second one said. They both laughed darkly but a familiar voice interrupted their laughter.

"Leave her alone." Gerard's voice said from behind the men.

The man with Sarah's hair released her and they both turned to face Gerard.

"What you going to do if we don't?" The first one asked.

"I was put in here for killing someone while protecting another, don't think I wouldn't do it again. Already got life in this hell, so what do I have to lose?" Gerard said so calmly it was scary.

"I'll make you a deal, we'll leave the little doll face alone, if you give us your dinner for the rest of the week." The second man said with a smile trying to make its presence known at the corners of his mouth.

"Done. Come on Sarah." Gerard said walking Sarah back to where he was sitting before.

"You didn't have to do that, give up your dinner for the week. You can have mine." Sarah offered.

"Please, don't worry about it. I have connections with some very important people around here. I'll still get something in the evenings." Gerard said. "Those two guys, they were serial murderers and rapists. I said I'd protect you, and I will. Hell, that's what got me in here anyway." Gerard said with a smile.

"Good job Ger!" The man that Gerard had been sitting with said when he and Sarah sat down.

"It was nothing." Gerard said sitting back down.

"So, who's this?" The man asked.

"Ivan, this is Sarah. Sarah, this is Ivan. Sarah and me are roomies." Gerard said putting his arm around Sarah in a buddy-buddy kind of way and with a bright, preppy smile. It looked very odd for a man that looked like Gerard did to put on that type of smile, Sarah couldn't help but laugh.

Ivan had dark brown hair and brown eyes; a lot of people in this world had brown eyes. He wasn't as fit as Gerard, but he wasn't scrawny either. He had a mischievous look to him so Sarah could tell he was a fun guy.

"So why are you in here Ivan?" Sarah asked.

"Why don't you tell her Gerard, oh pal?" Ivan said smiling.

"Ivan's in here for, oh how should we put this? Hell, I'll just say it. One day Ivan was really hungry, so he decided to steal an apple from one of the stands. The stand owner got mad and chased him down. Ivan runs straight into the castle and hits Mr. High and Almighty. Well, turns out that the way Ivan hit him made him fall down a set of stairs and break his ankle. But that's not all; Ivan was sentenced to 10 years for assaulting a king and stealing. Ivan didn't like this so he called His Majesty a hair obsessed, child stealing, ass wipe and told him to burn in hell." Ivan then cut Gerard off.

"That earned me another 3 years." Ivan laughed. "I've been in here for about 4 years now, 9 more years and 6 days and I'll be out!"

"Isn't 13 years a little much for just stealing a piece of food, accidentally breaking a kings ankle, and telling him what you thought of him?" Sarah asked.

"Nobody ever said the king was fair." Ivan said still laughing.

Suddenly the entire dining hall came to its feet. "Get up, ankle man is here." Ivan whispered to Sarah. She got up and stood straight and tall just as Gerard was.

Jareth walked down the length of the room slowly. He barked orders at almost everyone and Sarah and Gerard could hear Ivan mimicking him. Gerard and Ivan began to laugh quietly but Sarah was too afraid to do anything.

When he got to Gerard he looked at him for a moment. Gerard had stopped laughing now and was standing straight up with his eyes cast down at the ground.

"Gerard." Jareth said coldly.

"Yes, Your Majesty?" Gerard answered.

"How is your cell mate doing?" He asked.

"Fine, Your Majesty. I taught her everything she needs to know for survival." Gerard answered.

"Really?" He then took a step forward and was now speaking to Sarah. "Is this true Sarah? Has Gerard been a good teacher to you?"

"Yes." Sarah answered.

"Good. Look at me." Jareth said pulling her chin so she was facing him. Sarah's eyes remained pointed at the floor. "Sarah. Look. At. Me."

Sarah did as she was told and immediately regretted it. His eyes were colder than ice and now she could do nothing but stare into them.

"You will be spending the rest of your life in the cell unless you do exactly as I tell you to. Perhaps in a couple of decades I will give you your own cell, maybe even your own room somewhere out of the dungeons if you're exceptionally cooperative." Jareth said looking her up and down. "Tell me, did he tell you about the Night Watchmen?" Jareth asked.

"Yes."

"Did they frighten you? Make you wish you were back home?" He asked softly, yet somehow sternly.

"No." Sarah lied.

Jareth looked into her eyes for a few moments and then released her chin.

"Don't lie to me Sarah, the next time you do I won't hesitate to punish you." He then walked out of the dining hall without another word.

As soon as he left Ivan and Gerard burst out laughing.

"Seems like you two have met before." Ivan said with a smile.

"Yeah, a long time ago." Sarah admitted.

"CLEAN UP!" The guards yelled. Everyone picked up their plates and fork like things and walked them over to the kitchen in a single file line.

Somehow in that line Sarah had been pushed away from both Gerard and Ivan and was now surrounded by men she didn't know. She took a few calming breaths and quickly put her plate and utensil in the large kitchen sink before rushing out to find Gerard.

When she found him he was in line for the daily jobs. Sarah walked up to Gerard and they waited silently.

"Name?"

"Gerard."

"Cell number?"

"612."

"Land." Gerard walked through a door and it was Sarah's turn.

"Name?"

"Sarah."

"Cell number?"

"612." 'God I hope that's the right one!' Sarah thought to herself.

"Land." Sarah then walked out the same door Gerard did and wasn't surprised to see him waiting for her.

"What's 'land'?" Sarah asked.

"Land care. We water the flowers in the garden and spray them with repellent." Gerard told her.

"Repellent?" Sarah asked.

"King hates fairies." Gerard said with a smile. "Apparently they attacked him or something when he was younger. Hasn't liked them since." Sarah couldn't help but laugh at the thought of Jareth running from a bunch of tiny biting fairies.

Sarah followed Gerard over to a bunch of the largest and tallest trees she had ever seen.

"Stay here, I need to take care of some business." Gerard then disappeared into the trees leaving Sarah alone.

Sarah looked around at all the men exiting the castle door and into the garden. They all seemed huge and scary to her. She had no idea how she would ever survive.

"Hi there!" Ivan said coming up to Sarah.

"Hey."

"Where's Gerard?" He asked.

"He's 'taking care of some business,' whatever that's supposed to mean." Sarah said.

Ivan and Sarah had no idea that someone was watching them talking, and it wasn't a prisoner, it was Jareth. He had seen Sarah talking to Ivan and laugh about something he had said and it made him insanely jealous.

"Why would I be jealous of a prisoner talking to a prisoner?" Jareth asked himself.

'Because you love her.' The tiny voice in Jareth's head answered.

"No! Not that little brat. The ungrateful girl! I offered her everything and she refused, why would I want her?" Jareth asked the little voice.

'The heart want what the heart wants. You can't blow love out like you can a candle.'

Jareth, temper rising, went to take care of some paperwork. He would worry about the Sarah problem later.

Gerard reemerged from the trees about 15 minutes later.

"What was that about?" Sarah asked.

"You'll find out later. Right now, we need to get to work before the guards come out. Come on." Gerard, Ivan, and Sarah all began to work on 'land.'

Sarah had to be helped by both Gerard and Ivan all day long. She didn't know this, or she couldn't do that. Gerard and Ivan didn't seem to have any problems with helping her and Sarah began to like and trust both Gerard and Ivan even though she barely knew them.

After what felt like forever, it was finally time to go in for dinner and showers. Sarah wasn't looking forward to the showering part, but she definitely needed it.

They walked into the dining hall and only Sarah and Ivan got food. When they got back to the table, Gerard said, "Sarah, give me your dinner."

Sarah gave it over to him clearly confused. Gerard got up and walked it over to the two men Sarah had been confronted by earlier that day. When he got back from giving his, or Sarah's, dinner away, he looked at the clock and then over to his left. He nodded and suddenly one of the men threw food at another. This started a huge food fight.

"Sarah, come on." Gerard said moving toward the door. Sarah followed Gerard to the showers. "Go, take a shower now before the guards send the rest of the guys over."

"What?" Sarah asked.

"Just do it!" Gerard said pushing her into the showers and closing the door. Sarah walked over to one of the showers and was surprised to find that it extremely easy to use.

She would pull on a string and it would tip over a bucket of room temperature water and it was that simple. When it went up again, it refilled. Sarah thought it must have been magic that refilled it.

She used the shampoo conditioner and soap that was provided and took a hurried shower. When she was done she looked around for towels and found a whole rack of them. They felt warm against her bare skin as she dried herself off and put back on the same clothes she had been wearing that day.

She walked back out of the showers and wasn't surprised at all that Gerard had been waiting for her.

"Was that what you had to take care of earlier, a way for me to shower without all the other men being in there?" Sarah asked.

"Part of it. Now, go back to our cell and look under the bunks, there will be a wooden box. Open it and have whatever you'd like." Gerard then rushed back to entrance of the dining hall and waited for the rest of the men to come out to shower.

Sarah went back to the cell and did what Gerard had said. When she opened the box she found tons of food. There was apples, corn on the cob, carrots, plumbs, peaches that she wouldn't be eating, and tons of other foods.

She ate an apple and a plumb and put the box back under the bed. As soon as she did this she heard all of the men coming back in from the showers.

"Where were you during the showers doll face? I was looking forward to seeing you." One of the men from earlier said from the door of the cell.

"Thought you were going to leave her alone." Ivan said coming up behind the man. Gerard walked into his cell and over to Sarah.

"You may be able to convince me. What's in it for me?" The man asked.

"Nothing." Jareth's voice boomed through the dungeons. He walked up to the man. "You will leave her alone or I will have your head."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The man said.

"Leave." Jareth said. The man ran away like a dog with its tail between its legs, as did many other prisoners. "Ivan," Jareth called, "I see you've been growing quite attached to Sarah. You've been spending a lot of time with her."

"Yes, Your Majesty. She is a very pleasant woman to be around. I also spend a lot of time with Gerard and he has been her protector." Ivan explained.

"Ah, is that it?" Jareth asked, an eyebrow rose.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Ivan said.

"Don't spend too much time with her or some may believe otherwise." Jareth said turning and walking away.

"Your Majesty!" Ivan yelled. Jareth turned to face him. "How's the ankle?"

Jareth laughed and disappeared from view. Ivan, knowing what that laugh meant, dove into his cell, which was next to Sarah and Gerard's.

The doors closed 9 minutes early that night and 6 prisoners were victims to the Night Watchmen.

Authors Notes:

Amy- Wow Tez! We did good!

Tez- Yeah, I guess we did!

Amy- My spell check loves you; you give it something to do:laughs:

Tez- HAHA! Well, to all the My Chemical Romance fans out there, yes Gerard is the same Gerard as Gerard Way. We based him on him. We were going to call him Lace, but I couldn't stop writing Gerard.

Amy- We love The Gerard!

Tez- You can see it all on the cast page thing I made for this… the link is… http/ www. Geocities. Com/pajamabowie/haha.html just take out the spaces between

Now for the thank you part…

littlecherub5: yes that was a POTO line we tweaked a little. I knew ppl would catch it.

janine: lol I get warm and fuzzy with evil Jareth too

Solea: dont we all?

Lady of the Labyrinth: sry lol we'll fix that

AngelaScarlet: thank you

And then here's Amy… reviewing to herself… what a dork… I love you dork!

...Shush yourself Terri...