Double Trouble

Part 3

Authors note: first off I would like to humbly thank all who have reviewed so far... even though it is only a couple I appreciate all that is given... except flames. Nope flames are bad... anyway I do not own Labyrinth; I wish I did but sadly I don't. But I do own ... well obvious people that haven't been displayed on the movie like Elizabeth, the twins and such so without further or due Double Trouble!!!

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Although Elizabeth was not snuggled into a warm electric blanket with a nice downy pillow or two, she seemed to adapt quite nicely as soon as her delicate skin touched the heavy clothe and slightly lumpy pillow which she simply made out of stuffed animals. She hugged the medieval dress close feeling some comfort and warmth wash through her body as she was currently feeling the absence of her favorite stuffed animal Sir Lancelot.

She sighed finally sleep coming to; unconsciously she rolled up into a ball melting into the soft texture as if she were butter...

Now that Elizabeth was put to rest, a figure from the darkness slowly but steadily moved closer, with a tap of his dark leather boots he was only an arms reach away. Slowly he crouched down and glanced towards the sleeping girl who laid sprawled upon the attic floor breathing peacefully as she passed on into the dream world. Even in her sleep she was a marvel. Her flawless peachy skin was slightly flushed as Elizabeth moved her head ever so slightly to give the unknown intruder a clear view of her luscious red lips. He looked towards her closed lashes, yearning to see her endless green pools once again but dare not wake the sleeping angel. Slowly he raised his good hand towards her face to brush a lock from her resting features, his mismatched eyes glistening in the crystal moonlight. He'd see how this played out before he took her.

"Elizabeth!!! Oh my god ELIZABETH!!!!!"

Elizabeth was woken to a startle. Sitting up in bewilderment, she glanced around the sun stricken room with confusion written throughout her face. At first she didn't know where she was and what time it was when the same shriek filled throughout the entire house and doused her with realization. Moving painstakingly to her knees, she dragged herself towards the hole that led her in the direction of the out side world.

"Mom!" she cried croakely banging wimpely at the floor. "MOM!" All sound ceased within the hallway then without warning the closet door swung open noisily, revealing a wide eyed Sarah Green. She immediately entered the closet and reached towards the opening, wanting to feel and touch the seemingly lost babe to make sure she wasn't hallucinating. She was rewarded with a cold hand to hers, she gasped as she trailed up her daughter's arm seeing such bruises and cuts made her squirm from within.

"Babe what happened?" she breathed unsteadily glancing back up at her daughter's tired face.

"Accident," all that was said before her father's worried face appeared at the door.

"God love what happened?" he restated, restraining him self from rushing towards her and pulling her down from the rafters. She smiled weakly from above moving to sit closer towards the rim. She began to sway unsteadily gripping both sides with all her might.

"Can you just get me down? I have a bloody headache and I think my ankles either twisted or broken." Both parents glanced at one another worriedly before helping their daughter softly to the ground. Robert cradled his daughter within his arms, holding her close fearing she would seemingly slip through his fingers if he let her stray. With Sarah ahead of the two she directed them towards Elizabeth's room pushing the door open with just a tap of her fingers. She let her husband pass her laying the girl to her bed. They had said nothing for the time being, wanting to assure the girl she was safe back in her own room.

Elizabeth had clung to the bed sheets watching in a far off manor as her father retreated to find the family's first aid while her mother stayed behind to sit by her side and pull the covers around her daughter. Taking notice how swollen and painful her ankle seemed to be before lightly propping it with a pillow and hiding it beneath the blankets.

"Mom," the girl asked in a childish voice. "What happened to the door?" Sarah glanced towards the old thing, which stood ajar on its hinges. Pieces of fractured and broken wood lay atop the fluffy tan carpet, a few ground into its tiny threaded loops from the on going traffic.

"It kept me from my baby," she said simply moving her hands to straiten the sheets and tuck them around her daughter. Elizabeth rolled her eyes while replying that the door was opened the whole time and that she didn't need to resort to such a rash decision whilst Sarah raised both eyebrows in shock for indeed when she tried to open the door to greet her daughter with a peace offering, she found the door to be shut stiff.

"At first I was furious with you for being so stubborn," her mother continued, "But as soon as I got your father to push open the door to find you missing and the window wide opened I-"

"What, my window was opened!? My drawings my writing, what if someone came in here and stole them." She moved feebly to cross the room towards her desk but felt two hands upon her shoulders forcing her back into the pillow. "Mom!" she cried exasperetly flaying her arms to ride herself from the probing hands.

"You settle down this in-stint! Those books of yours will just have to wait until your father-"

"Is here," he said calm and soothingly, cutting off his wife as he entered the doorway. He smiled sadly for his daughter cursing himself on to why he hadn't been there to help her. He watched his brave girl as she slunked into the mattress all tension washing away. Her mother smiled at this, moving to pull the blanket back over her, Sarah bent over and kissed her eldest child tenderly on the forehead while stirring to rise.

"I'll go get some ice for that foot and check on the twins. It won't be but a moment- Robert did you call the doctor?" He nodded unclipping the lid of the first aid to gaze down at the contents that lay perfectly ordered within. Elizabeth always wondered how the house could become so messy but such a simple little thing that is so commonly used in their bustling house hold was in such ideal condition. She then briefly watched as her mother left passing the broken door giving it a displeasing look. The house hadn't changed much since Sarah was a tike.

"Ouch!" Elizabeth cried bating away her fathers aiding hands.

"If you're ever going to heal I have to take that glass out love."

"Yeah but you don't have to be so ruff," she whined gingerly supporting her arm.

"Elisabeth Lynn Green," her father said tersely, sighing impatiently taking bandages, medicine and Advil from the aid box and lightly throwing them onto the bed. He raised an eyebrow as he watched her painstakingly reach towards an embedded shard to screw her eyes shut in pain as she wrenched it from her flesh. New blood shed as the piece fell from the wound and into her shaking palm. She smiled at her father in an indignant way as she placed it in his hands and moved to take out another. A large hand was brought out to adjourn hers, "Now you will surely scar," he said disapprovingly, "why I was softer than you where." He took a rag from his shoulder that seemed to be a habit since the twins were born and dabbed the wound, wiping up as much of the blood flow as he possibly could with a dry dish clothe. By the time they had both arms doused with medicine and wrapped with bandages the family doctor had arrived with an up raised eyebrow and a comely smile.

"Dear Elizabeth what have you done now to cause your parents in such a panic."

She blushed smiling shyly up at the handsome dark brown haired man with starry blue eyes. She instantly held herself as if she had just scrapped her knee and it was nothing to cause such a ruckus over.

"It's nothing Mr. Levly, just a twisted ankle and a couple of bruises." He smiled again setting his suitcase to the ground and moved across the room and a nod of greeting took the seat of her father.

"Let me be the judge of that," rolling up his white dress sleeves and a sweep of his kind hands he uncovered the swollen ankle.

His face was illegible as Elizabeth tried her hardest to read what was crossing his mind. She began to get nervous as a long eerie silence fallowed but it was soon broken with a clearing of her father's throat and of Mr. Levly's boyish grin.

"Pardon Robert, it seems Dear Elizabeth has broken her ankle."

Sarah could be heard with a gasped shock while Mr. Green answered, "Are you quite certain Harold?"

"I'm positive Robert, just looking at it I can see the slight bulge of the bone sticking out from the side. It seems Dear Elizabeth is due to go to the hospital to get this straitened out." Elizabeth paled at his words as she glanced at her ankle with an uneasy feeling. She had never broken a bone before not once, she was 16 and she still hadn't even had the chicken pox. And they expected her to go to the hospital when the only time she was required to visit that morgue was when her grandfather Albert was on his death bed. She shuddered looking up at the man who seemed to be studying her face for quite some time. He smiled reassuringly down at her giving her some comfort to her troubled soul.

Harold Levly had known this girl ever since she was just a new born, in fact his father was the one who delivered her and he was right at his side. 18 and an amateur, his father thought him ready to witness the miracles of life, Dear Elizabeth the first he had seen and she was such a cute little thing, ever since she had always been his favorite little girl. Even after his father had long died and Harold taking up the family job he would always take special visits to the Williams and Green house to check up on the growing girl.

"Mr. Levly you know I've never broken a bone what will they do to me?"

"It will just be a standard procedure of straitening your bones back into place, bolting it if necessary and then casting it."

"Bo- bolting it? Straightening?" the horror written across her face was enough to make him realize he had said the wrong words. "Oh no, I'm not getting any screws hammered into my bones," She sat up and shifted towards the door. Once again her mother appeared in front of her with a stern face and instantly she laid back down.

"If you'd like I'll be the one to do the straitening Elizabeth," Harold said soothingly, every head turned towards him in slight surprise and in slight relief but the approval of the girl was what he was mostly looking for. She smiled slightly and nodded her head

"Good then we should do this as soon as possible," standing from the bed he asked that Robert carry Elizabeth out to their car and that they fallow him to Hill Crest Hospital. Immediately everyone snapped into motion, Sarah said she'd stay behind to watch Jareth and Jonathon while her father escorted her to the Hill Crest, where he would stay at her side as long as he was allowed to.

"You'll be fine love," Mr. Green assured her as they fallowed the lovely Dr. Levly towards the hospital gates. "When I was about your age I broke my arm in a wrestling tournament and ended up fracturing it in three places." He glanced at his daughter who was giving him a weird expression. He chuckled looking in his rear view mirror. "Now what was that for?"

"Oh just the fact that your little back in the good ol' day stories aren't helping vary much."

"Oh come now love I was only trying to explain it could be worse. What on earth were you doing up there in the attic anyway?" Elizabeth mentally froze as memories of last night hit her like a ton of bricks. The broken window, the thumping and clawing sounds, the attacker from the rafters, the finding of the treasure box, curling up by the entry way in a musty blanket to have the weirdest dream...

"Elizabeth?" She snapped her head towards her father and smiled sheepishly, "Why where you up there of all the times?"

Elizabeth did not answer right away for she was still debating on whether she should tell them about the owl or make up some cheesy explanation, "To get away from everything," she said at long last, patting her self on the back mentally at the very nice and convincing lie she pulled off. No she wouldn't tell them about King just yet...who knows they might freak about that too.

"So love," her father said after a long pause, "How did you get your self in such a state?"

He gestured towards the bandaged hands and such, he didn't pry into the first question for he knew his daughter respected privacy, but some how he would find out the whole story.

"Oh um... you know how I am, I tripped over one of those stupid boxes and what ever was in it was glass. I ended up falling all over the mess and wound up staying up there until someone realized I was missing."

"Why didn't you yell for one of us the closet door was right beside our room?"

"Why bother I couldn't wake you up for nothing much less over a storm."

"I'm not that heavy of a sleeper am I?"

"Dad you have no idea," her reply was a soft snigger from the drivers seat, she smiled slugging him in the arm. Just as she began to forget the pain radiating from her ankle the large brass sign up ahead with thick bold letters read 'Hill Crest Hospital.' Elizabeth moaned slipping down into her seat dreading what was to come.

"Cheer up love."

"I feel like a ten year old- again!" she mumbled watching her father sling out of his seat belt and out of the door as they parked towards the entry way, he came to her side of the car, opening the passenger door slowly to crouch down and look her squarely in the eyes.

"Ready?" she nodded her head, clumsily unbelting herself and out stretching her arms to grab hold of her father around the neck as he reached in to pull her from the automobile. Dr. Levly appeared around the corner just as Mr. Green swung the car door shut with a kick of his foot.

"Are you ready," he asked with a smile, taking a deep breath she smiled back while laying her head to her father's chest, feeling his warm breath filter across her head and his heart beating in her ear. Slowly the butterflies died away, her father was with her and would protect her from the mean old doctors, what could go wrong?

"Yes," she answered, she was sixteen she could take this.

"WHAT ARE YOU SERIOUS?" A yes could be heard from the other side of the cell phone.

"When did this happen?" he nodded his head agreeing at whatever was transpired between speaker to ear piece. "Oh love this is wonderful I'll be down there in ten minutes- oh Elizabeth is 16 and can take care of herself," a frown formed on his face, "Sarah love don't worry she'll be fine- yes- yes if you really want me to stay I will," he tapped his foot impatiently watching the clock on the white walls of the hospital hallway as he silently waited for his wife to stop jabbering and make up her mind.

Elizabeth heard bits and pieces of the conversation as she sat just beyond the waiting room door. Her father had been sitting just besides her telling her a joke he heard the other day when his cell phone began to ring when he stepped out into the hall to answer it. By the sound of his voice, Elizabeth figured her mother had called about some great achievement either Jareth or Jonathon had accomplished. Like last year when her father took her out on her birthday to see the Nut Cracker, which she had been waiting to see all year, he had to step out of the theater to answer his cell phone and missed all but the end.

The twins had spoken their first sentence and he was trying to get them to speak to him over the phone. It seemed he had lost all track of time and by that point of time Elizabeth was so disappointed and mad for birthday surprises came rare for her, that she didn't even bother to speak to him for the rest of the week.

A few moments later Robert entered the comfy sitting room to sit in a chair that sat strait across from her rather than the one besides her. He was smiling as he leaned forwards and clasping his hands, Elizabeth just new it was something bad...

"Love," he began, excitement shinning in his eyes.

"Don't tell me moms having another baby?" Elizabeth interrupted; she could just see it, triplets, one in each hand gnawing at her fingers or bracelets and one in a baby backpack behind her pulling on her hair. While that was going on she would be trying to keep Jonathon and Jareth at bay from their sword fight from either side of her, running around and under her legs to keep a distance from one another. The house was more so trashed then it was with only the twins and she wore a maids dress. Screaming, crying and pouting was drowning her ears as she shook herself from her daydream, her face paled to a cotton white as her father laughed at her absurdness.

"Of course not love, a man called the house while we were heading here and offered me a job!" Elizabeth's face instantly cleared from all doubt at these words.

She smiled brightly, "oh dad that's great!"

"Elizabeth Green?" questioned a woman in white, peaking her red head through the door of the waiting room. Her light brown eyes instantly caught her green as Elizabeth moved to stand; right away the nurse was in front of the girl with a wheel chair. Elizabeth began to blush as the nurse caught her shoulders to direct her towards the movable chair. "Here Ms. Green, sit right down here and Dr. Levly will be with you shortly." Elizabeth looked towards her father with helpless eyes as she sat with a plop to the fake leather seat. He was looking at the watch on the wall when she did this so she did not complain out loud.

When the nurse was done and gone Robert spook to Elizabeth, "Love, this man..." he hesitated with going on, but Elizabeth finished for him.

"They want you now, don't they?" guilt seeped through him as her emerald eyes stared up at him with sadness, "Then you should go to them."

"I-"

"Elizabeth are you ready?' called Mr. Levly sauntering through the door to find her sitting in a wheel chair and her father standing beside her.

"Yes Mr. Levly," she said with the most convincing smile Robert had ever scene.

"I promise I'll come back as soon as I can," he called to her as Harold Levly rolled her out of the sitting room.

Just as he was about to leave as well he heard his name called from the hallway. Within two strides he was at the door and with a click of his shoes he was out into the hallway.

He started to chuckle as he saw his daughter race towards him at full speed with a yelling Harold behind her, "Elizabeth calm down you might hurt yourself!"

"What is it Love," Robert asked the girl who sat in a heap breathing hard in front of him.

"Pick me up some bird food."

"What?" he was a little taken aback by her request

She nodded her head, "Please dad, just get me some bird food and a rat or two if you can."

"Why on earth would you want rats for?"

To be continued . . .