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Jareth stood in a shadow outside the door to his private garden. He wasn't inside because he wanted to see Sarah before she went it. He picked this place to eat because he had watched her reaction as she looked down on it the night before and wanted to share its beauty with her. He couldn't explain why she made him feel this way, but he liked and feared it. Sarah seemed to have some sort of magic about her that was one of the many reasons that Jareth felt she belonged in the Underground, with him.

He watched he and Edana leave Sarah at the door that led to his gardens. Sarah just seemed to stand there as if going through an internal battle as to go through the door or not. Her hand reached out and lightly touched the handle, and then she pulled it back as though it burned and turned as if to flee. That was when Jareth decided to make his move.

"Sarah, where do you think you are going?"

Sarah looked frighten, almost like a child getting caught with her mother's makeup all over her face. It reminded him of something long ago, a child that didn't belong in this realm, but was still there.

"Goblin King, what are you staring at?"

"You may call me Jareth, it is my name, and you reminded me of someone right then. Now let us get inside and on with lunch. Unless you plan on fleeing me once more."

Jareth was rewarded by a dirty look from Sarah, but he did get to feel her touch as she accepted he outstretched arm. Jareth opened the door to his private garden and led Sarah into the sunlight outside.

What Sarah saw took her breath away. It was the most beautiful place she had ever been. She didn't care that she was forced to share this place with the villain of her fairy tale, this was after all the villains castle. This was one of the few luxuries that she felt she had, she was a prisoner in his castle, but this place would be her escape.

Jareth watched Sarah as she took in the beauty of the garden. He knew that he had to keep her here, she belonged here. The garden was beautiful, but to Jareth it was just plain. This place had been here his entire life; it was his escape, somewhere quiet where the servant, tutors, and later female fan could not get to him. This was his private escape and now he had opened it up to Sarah.

Jareth led Sarah to an opening where a blanket had been set up with food. She sat down next to him and they began to eat. "Jareth, why did you put me in the room I am in?"

"So I could keep watch and figure out why you are here. Why?"

"I was told that those are the queen's chambers; why not place me in another room."

"I put you where I wanted to put you now stop asking stupid questions." This question that she asked had also puzzled him. He did not really know why he placed her there but a part of him wanted her to never leave his side. These past few years he had felt like something was missing and now he knew that the thing missing from his life was Sarah.

The rest of the meal was eaten in silence. Sarah got up and wondered around the garden. She found an odd fountain in the middle; it had a fae woman and what looked to be a small child. "Jareth."

"What is it?"

"Who is this woman, she looks familiar."

"That is my sister, Cahira and a young mortal girl that she pulled here in her search for more power. That was years ago and she learned her lesson as she now battles a Nightmare in her own land."

"Why would she need a mortal child to get more power?"

"Mortals can harbor the wild magic of the Underground and also still hold the magic of your world. My sister sought access to that wild magic and gained a small bit of it. The magic that she acquired was placed in a mirror that she gave to me, the same mirror that you came through last night."

"I walked through a mirror on my side too."

"You did!"

"Yes, it felt really odd, but it brought me back here."

"What would posses you to walk through a mirror?"

"I thought that it would take me back here, to my friends from the Labyrinth. Can I still see them? Would you bring them here to me?"

"Not until we get you some decent clothing. I do not like my guest to be walking around my castle looked like a servant. Come with me, we need to get you some cloths meant for a Lady.

Sarah took Jareth's hand as he led her out of the garden and to the dress makers to get some clothing.