DEL: Okay it has been a while hasn't it. Sorry guys, things have been pretty crazy around here lately, and I haven't had time to get this story typed and updated. So I hope you enjoy, and I promise to try and get more chapters up soon!

DEL: And sorry this is so very short, but I didn't have a lot of time. But this should hopefully create some interest, because more chapters are soon to come.

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In Times of Sorrow

Chapter 8

The King Returns

It was night at the Labyrinth when Jareth returned, a full moon shone over the Labyrinth walls bathing them in a silver glow. The Labyrinth looked intimidating yet beautiful all the same, the moonlight created shadows that twisted across the walls and pathways, but the castle stood out the most, and it's towers reaching toward the iridescent moon.

Jareth casually leaned against a wall and sighed Finally I am home. Scanning the Castle windows he glanced to his Chamber Room. Sarah must still be asleep right now. An image of Sarah sleeping peacefully in his bed sent a jolt of longing through Jareth; it had been ages since he had felt the desire to share his bed with anyone.

Smiling slyly Jareth vanished in a spurt of glitter as a light suddenly lit a window in the castle.

Sarah sat upright in bed her body covered in a cold sweat, as she grasped her wrists that ached with an all-to-familiar pain. The dream had come again, the dream of the night she tried to take her life. Every time the dream was the same, she would feel the heartbreak and despair that had gripped her while she begged for Jareth, and she remembered the cold sharp pain across her wrists.

But the one image that always brought her back from the darkness of the dream were the two mismatched eyes that looked at her filled with sorrow and concern, the mismatched eyes that taunted her heart and soul.

Running her fingers through her hair, a tear fell silently on the bedspread as she groped around in the darkness looking for a candle and something to light it with. She felt around on the table near the bed and when her fingers met with the talk wax candle it suddenly burst into flame.

Sarah chided herself for the tears and the fear, but her dream always had the ferocity of seeming so realistic. I wonder if I'll live that night forever, will I ever escape this darkness that has settled over my heart? Tears began to stream silently down her face as Sarah wished for the pain to end, and then she cried even harder when the pain still lingered.

Throwing herself across the bed she buried her face in the pillows allowing the sobs and tears to overcome her, in her last instant of consciousness she made her wish…. I wish that I could see Jareth, right now. And with that the candle's flamed flickered then vanished leaving a wisp of smoke rising in the air.

Leon the Healer was reading over a chapter in his book of medicinal cures and treatments searching for a specific mixture, but he wasn't sure what it was. Gobit the small goblin was curled into a small ball in a nearby chair snoring rather loudly. Leon looked at his small friend and smiled, moving quietly Leon took a blanket from his bed and gently laid it over the sleeping goblin. But Gobit opened his eyes and bolted upright, Leon watched the goblin with a concerned eye but Gobit just smiled and said, " 'Es magusty 'as returned!"

When Jareth entered his chamber, the room was dark but the smell of a recently extinguished candle filled the room. Moonlight poured into the room, casting its rays on the exquisite bed in the chamber. Sarah lay there with her face in the pillow, the blankets riding low on her hips. As Jareth stepped closer he could hear her muffled sobs, and concern blanketed his face.

Stepping closer he gently sat on the side of the bed and reached out for Sarah, she jerked her head up in surprise and alarm.

Sarah's face reflected her shock as she stared at the man before her, cloaked in moonlight he seemed everything a powerful king should be, the moonlight chiseled his features and reflected off his hair. But it was his eyes, his eyes shone in the moonlight, reflecting an emotion that couldn't be hidden from her sight any longer. Sarah swallowed hard, and then reached a tentative hand toward his face.

Jareth looked at the enchanting creature before him totally entranced by her beauty. Her eyes shone with wonder as she reached out and ran her fingers across his cheek, tracing his cheekbone leaving a trail of fire from her touch. Jareth gasped at the feeling, and grabbed her hand placing a quick kiss on her palm, the Goblin King looked at the one before him and whispered, "Sarah."

The sound of her name on his lips jolted Sarah's mind and she quickly pulled her hand away. Holding her head high she replied in a cold voice, "Goblin King."

Jareth smiled at his defiant beauty and with a single move pulled her close into his embrace, "Still so determined to be enemies, my love?" Reaching down he put a gloved-hand beneath Sarah's chin and raised her face to look at him.

"Jareth, what are you doing here?" Sarah asked.

Jareth eyed her skeptically and replied, "This is my castle is it not? And these are my own chambers which I return to find are inhabitant by a rather rare treasure."

A pleasant blush touched Sarah's cheeks as she responded quickly, "Well you were the one who brought me here."

"Yes, but it was you who called for me. And now I shall make you call for me again," Jareth replied with a sly smile. Grabbing Sarah around the waist Jareth pulled her against him and felt her shudder as he brushed his lips against hers. Twining his fingers in her hair he pulled her lips to his, a shot of energy raced through Jareth's blood as he felt Sarah move against him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him with a hunger that matched his own.

Jareth broke the kiss and said in a husky voice, "Sarah, I have wanted this for so long."

Sarah smiled and began to speak when the door to the chamber slammed open and in came Darien, followed by Leon, and smiling Gobit.

"Es back, I told 'un's e'd be back!" Gobit squealed with delight.

Darien stopped dead and looked with contempt on the sight before him, Sarah standing in Jareth's arms; her lips red and swollen from kisses, her cheeks flushed a lovely shade of pink, the way she leaned into his arms. Darien swallowed hard and smiled (despite himself) and said, "So I see that you've returned brother."

DEL: HAHAHAHA Bet you guys thought were about to get a really juicy scene huh?

Well you'll just have to wait till later. What's next, I'm thinking a good ball scene along with some brotherly frustration over the love that Jareth has for Sarah and the apparent attraction Darien has to her. But where will this lead……hmmmmmm……I'm seeing something.

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