DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything except the idea of this fanfic...plus I'm poor...really poor...Henson wouldn't get two dimes out of me...unless he knows a few magick tricks I don't need to think about...

AND NOW THE FEATURE PRESENTATION...well uh the continuation of the presentation...

Sarah gasps in shock, then she turns towards the man that has been haunting her dreams for the past three years and screams.

"Daddy!"

Jareth reacts quickly to Sarah's screams by taking hold of her hand and orbing them both to a hill overlooking his labyrinth. A hill that acts as an inbetween of the Aboveground and the Underground. This is the same hill where Sarah and him first met. Jareth smirks as he notices Sarah shocked face as she realizes she is no longer in her bedroom.

"Da-what? Where am I? Why did you bring me here? I didn't wish myself away Goblin King so you can not take me from my home against my will!"

"You called for me did you not? By my name and not my title if I do recall and this implies that you wanted to be taken. If not permanently than at least for a small amount of time, you wanted me to, shall I dare say, have you."

"You can not use my words against me like that, Goblin King! It's not-"

Sarah stops talking as she realizes what she was about to say.

"Not what? Fair? Dearest Sarah you still lack a means for comparison."

Sarah's raises an eyebrow at the adding of 'dearest' in front of her name but disregards it in favor of stating her plea.

"Then I will make my own comparison. The last time I ran your labyrinth to save my baby brother. I say fair would be if you let me run it this time to save myself?"

Jareth smirks knowingly at her request. He shakes his head and replies.

"I'm thrilled to see your so willing to run my labyrinth. But perhaps I should warn you that the labyrinth of old and the labyrinth of new are two entirely different things."

Puzzled by this Sarah asks him to explain.

"Well, you see my dear, the labyrinth you ran to save you precious Tobias was filled with the horrors of a 15 year old little girl. The labyrinth you have asked to run today is filled with the horrors of a older and obviously more mature 18 year old woman. One could only imagine what thoughts of terror fill your mind nowadays...Sarah."

Jareth raises his eyebrow while saying the words 'mature' and 'Sarah'. He begins to smirk as he sees that Sarah caught his innuendo. She gasps and whispers three words.

"I'll still run..."

Jareth chuckles softly to himself and shakes his head once more.

"It is not your decision to make. It is mine. And if I were to let you run the labyrinth...you would have to run it to my castle and back in 13 hrs. Now that I believe is being more than fair, don't you?"

Sarah practically growls at this.

"That is impossibly! I barely made it to the castle in time the last time I ran! How in the world do you expect me to run there and back in the same amount of time?"

Jareth's chuckle turns into an outright laugh as his body fades away amid a shower of glitter. His laugh echoed and his raspy voice whispered 2 words to Sarah.

"I don't."