Disclaimer: I own nothing from the film Labyrinth, but Lilah and Marcus are mine.

Chapter 27: Meetings and Musings

Jareth led the way into the sitting room, knowing his sister and her husband would be there. Sarah followed Jareth into the room, still nervous, but trying to maintain a calm and collected exterior.

Lilah and Marcus stood to greet the entering couple. Both were smiling and seemed genuinely pleased to see them. Jareth too was smiling at both his sister and brother in law.

Sarah was standing back from the other three, feeling somewhat left out among these three who knew each other so well. After the greetings were taken care of Lilah moved over to Sarah, seeing the younger girl was keeping away.

"So you're the girl who captured my brothers heart?" Lilah asked her, as she looked Sarah over, trying hard not to smirk. Before Sarah could utter a reply Lilah's composure shattered. "Sorry Sarah, you just looked so lost standing over here by yourself. I shouldn't have scared you any more that you already were. No hard feelings?"

Sarah finally smiled at the woman who was the sister of her fiancé. She could definitely see the resemblance between Jareth and Lilah, in both appearance and demeanor. Sarah looked at Lilah admiring her looks. She was tall and slender with waist length pale gold hair and large brown eyes. Sarah finally realised she was being spoken to and looked over at Jareth.

"I see you've now spoken to my charming sister," he paused as he let out a low laugh. "So now that you two are acquainted, this is Lord Marcus."

Marcus stepped forward and smiled warmly at her. "Hello my dear, and don't bother with the Lord part, I'm not too fond of formalities such as those," he then took Sarah hand gently kissed it before withdrawing.

"It's a pleasure to meet you both," she said smiling, finally feeling more at ease.

After the introductions were over the evening progressed quite well. Sarah found that Lilah was very much like her brother, as she had thought upon first meeting her. Marcus too was very friendly, making her feel both involved and welcome in their conversations as the night went on.

Jareth sat back in his chair during dinner to watch as his sister and his fiancé chatted amiably about something or another. It was going well, and he was glad for it. He had thought they would get on, but had secretly feared they would not. He didn't know what he would have done if the two women he loved most in this life had not gotten along.

The dinner ended and the four of them moved back into the sitting room where they had first greeted each other. They shared in some tea and sweets before Lilah and Marcus decided they would need to be getting back home. Before they left though Lilah pulled Jareth aside.

"You've done well brother, just don't screw this up," she whispered, hugging him.

She pulled away and smiled at him. "Now I'd better be getting my husband home dear brother. We'll visit again soon." She pecked him on the cheek and went back over to her husband's side.

As Sarah lay in bed that night she smiled as she looked at Jareth who was already fast asleep. So much had happened lately, so many changes in her life. Changes for the better. Toby was away from Karen, and with her. Amelia wouldn't have to go to Karen anymore. Sarah was free from home and was back Underground, the one place she had ever felt that she belonged. And she had Jareth. She was finally with Jareth.

She moved closer to him and kissed him lightly on the cheek before settling herself onto his chest. As she was falling asleep though she moved her arm slightly and felt the faint pain as her scars rubbed against the fabric of her pyjamas. She sighed to herself. She hadn't really even thought about that since Jareth had discovered them. She had no reason to. Jareth loved her and she felt wanted. Of course she saw the scars but paid them little heed as they had been with her for so long. She turned her arm to looked at them now and in the relative darkness of the room could faintly see the scars that marred her flesh. For the first time in years though there were no fresh cuts. Some of the scars looked as if they might even be healing a little.

She turned her arm away and settled herself once more. She knew that things were improving, she hadn't thought about picking up a blade in so long now. But she also knew that there were bound to be times in the future when she wanted to do just that. For now though she's just try not to think about it and would simply let herself lat there in the arms of her love and fall into the welcoming arms of sleep.

AN: Thanks for reviewing everyone. I've finished school now, but I have to start looking for work as well as study for my final exams. As much as I'd prefer to write this, getting into uni is kinda top priority right now lol. Anyway please leave me a pressie and I'll try to update within a week.

Also if anyone doubts that scars heal after a while or that they can still hurt, you'll just have to trust me on that one.