Underneath the Crystal Moon
a/n: I do not own labyrinth. I also would like to say that I wrote a J/S erotic fanfiction that is too explicit for this website. But if you are over 18 and would like to read it I will send it to you. 4 chapters. My email address is in my profile.
Part One: Phoenix
Chapter 5
Sarah walked into the rooms she shared with her husband and saw that he had fallen asleep while reading in bed. Sarah looked and saw the book was about some boring Troll War. No wonder it had put him to sleep. She climbed into the bed and took the book out of his hands. She placed her legs on either side of his hips, straddling him. Then she leaned down and placed a loving kiss on his lips. When he did not wake up Sarah resorted to pinching his side. That woke him up with a start, and he very nearly toppled his very pregnant wife to the ground. He held onto her though, and sat up in bed.
"What the heck was that for Sarah?" Jareth asked her. Sarah had taken to laughing hysterically over the manner. Jareth just stared at her until she had gotten her laughter under control. She climbed off of his lap and stretched out on her side on the bed.
"Make him a stableboy," Sarah said, without preamble. Jareth knew what his wife was talking about.
"Why?" he asked, out of mere curiousity.
"I think it would be a good job for him, and would allow him to see Phoenix every day," Sarah told him. Jareth scowled. He had known where Sarah was going with this.
"Just because I fell in love with a mortal girl does mean that all of our children are meant to be with wayward mortals," Jareth pointed out.
"Phoenix is though," Sarah told him.
"How do you know?" Jareth asked, getting up to pace the room.
"You and I had the same dream, did we not? To marry for love, and love alone? To marry someone that would be our equal? We were dreamers who shared the same dream. Phoenix and Aidan are the same. They are meant to be together. If you were to go look in Phoenix's room and see all her drawings, you would realize she has been sketching Aidan's face for years. And if you went to Aidan's room and looked at all his sketch pads you would not only see old and new sketches of our daughter, you would see sketches of puzzles, mazes, and the Labyrinth. This boy was meant to come here. He was meant for her. We would do best not to stand in their way. Everyone would be doing their best if they did not stand in the way," Sarah explained.
"I had expected our children to marry into other royal families. Why me?" Jareth asked.
Sarah felt herself get indignant and she stood up, her round belly standing out.
"Why you? This is not about you! This is about our children. We agreed we would let them marry for love! Royal families or not!" Sarah shouted at him. Jareth smiled at her aggravation. He had gotten to her. He loved getting her riled. He walked towards her and swept her up in his arms. He carried her back to the bed. Sarah looked defeated. Jareth looked in her eyes.
"Tomorrow I will tell him to report to the stables. He can keep his current room. I will pay him a wage so he can spend it as he wishes. Satisfied?" he asked his wife. She looked at him with heavy lidded eyes.
"Not yet," Sarah said as she brought his mouth down to hers.
There was a knock on Aidan's door the next morning. Aidan opened his eyes and then regretted it. He got up, and stumbled out of the bed to answer the door. There was a very short, green goblin there.
"My name is Core, young master. His Majesty wishes you to be in the audience room in thirty minutes. He also wishes you to drink this," the goblin handed Aidan a crystal glass filled with a clear liquid, and then left.
Aidan stared at the glass. The liquid was clear, and thick.
"More magic," Aidan said. He downed the liquid anyways. It was sickeningly sweet, and almost made him gag. But when he had drank every last drop he had to admit he felt a million times better. He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He used the various toiletries that had been provided for him, and he shaved in a rush. Luckily he did not nick himself. With a towel wrapped around his waist he went to the chest of drawers. He pulled out a pair of khakis and a white polo shirt. He tucked the polo shirt in and wrapped a brown belt around his waist. He put on some brown loafers and combed his hair. He left it down and headed out the door.
Aidan did not remember how to get to the audience chamber, but he soon figured it out. When he did get there, both the Goblin King and Queen were there. He was sure he was supposed to bow, so he did. Sarah noted that it needed work, but he would be quite capable. Her daughter had good taste.
"Have you had breakfast, Aidan?" Sarah asked him.
"No, Your Majesty," Aidan told her. Sarah shot a look at Jareth.
"Jareth, I am going to show Aidan the dining room and feed him. The poor thing needs to eat," Sarah told her husband. She descended from the platform and took Aidan's left arm. She led him out the audience chamber and down a hallway. They found themselves in the same dining room as last night. Sarah sat down and motioned for him to sit next to her. As soon as she sat a horde of maids came in with food and drinks. Sarah made herself a cup of coffee.
"Would you like a cup of coffee Aidan?" Sarah asked.
"Yes, please Your Majesty," Aidan told her.
"Sarah. When we are not in public it is Sarah. Eighteen years ago, give or take, I was a mortal like you, and a playwright to boot. I still like to be just Sarah, when no one is really looking. Do you take it black?" Sarah asked him.
"Yes, black," Aidan told her. He reached for a lovely looking cinnamon roll and placed it on the china before him. Sarah set the coffee cup next to him and sipped from her own cup. She sighed in contentment.
"Coffee is the one thing I never left behind in the Aboveground. I loved coffee then, and still do now," Sarah smiled, " I brought you in here to tell you a few things. One, we have decided you will work in the stables. I bet you will like the horses. You will work there during the mornings, then return here for lunch unless you wish otherwise. Then you will go back to the stables and work there until the late afternoon. You will come back here, bathe, change, and have dinner with us. You will be paid for your work, although your room is free of charge. So is your food and clothing. After all, any of us can conjure up almost anything you would like at any time. But it still feels good to buy things for yourself sometimes. You will attend any and all state functions with us. When you do so we will call you Lord Aidan. No one expects you to do everything perfectly at first. And there are other things. In about a month's time we will begin your magic lessons," Sarah told him.
"Magic? What magic?" Aidan asked her as he sipped his coffee.
"Aaron and Toby were both born mortal, but are now Fae. Once you spend enough time here, you start to turn Fae. You will find that you will gain magic starting in about three months or so. And then, the immortality will follow eventually," Sarah explained.
They ate in companionable silence for a while.
"Thank you, Yo- Sarah. It is very kind of you to take me in. I promise I will work very hard," Aidan said as he stood.
"Wait," Sarah said, "Tomorrow you start. I actually thought you might want to tour the Labyrinth today. If you want, I have arranged for Aaron to take you on a tour. He is waiting for you in the courtyard," Sarah told him. Aidan smiled and bowed before walking out the door.