Dislclaimer: hey, I don't own it
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The room was dark but Sarah's eyes quickly adjusted. Jareth, who was laying in a bed the size of Sarah's room back at home, now began to get up. Sarah turned around blushing, knowing full well that Jareth would be one to sleep in the nude.

"What are you doing here?" Jareth asked while yawning.

"I was just out for a walk. That's all." Sarah replied, still facing the wall.

"A walk? At this hour?" Jareth then put his hand on Sarah's shoulder to turn her around. Sarah was relieved to see that he had put on a robe. "Are you feeling well Sarah? You look a little pale."

Sarah threw Jareth's arm off of her shoulder. "I feel fine! I just had a bad dream and needed to go for a walk."

"I have a feeling that is not the whole story."

"Well your feeling would be wrong."

"Well when I think of a 'walk' usually it doesn't consist of me barging into someone's bedroom screaming."

"I didn't mean to barge into your room. How was I to know it would be at the end of that hall? Usually there is a door to people's bedrooms, a tangible door! Not an illusion. And I was screaming because I thought I was going to hit the wall."

"You were going to hit the wall?"

"Yes I was sliding down the hallway and I couldn't stop," Sarah mentally slapped herself. That last comment would definitely make Jareth think she was a child, Sarah thought.

Jareth went to sit in a chair by the fireplace. "So tell me, what was this dream about?" Jareth asked.

"Why should I tell you? You would probably use it against me."

"Sarah, usually talking your dreams out helps you to realize that they really aren't that terrifying. In fact they can be quite amusing."

"Well, alright." Sarah found herself telling Jareth about how mean she was to Hester, her trip through the bog, and the strange garbage lady.

"Sarah I must admit that while that dream was a little on the strange side I do not see how it would terrify you except for the times you almost fell into the bog." Jareth said.

"Well it's not just the things that happened but how I felt. It was as if I were there, truly there. I could smell the flowers and feel the wind. I guess that was the part that scared me the most. It just made it feel so real."

"You know Toby had dreams like that?"

"Really? He has never told me anything about them," Sarah said.

"I didn't think he would. They involve him being here. They really had nothing to do with you. Except for the last one he had. I think they were suppressed memories or something. I am not saying that yours are."

"You mean to tell my Toby remembers being here? Oh I knew that I would be the reason he would need therapy. It must have truly messed him up!"

"Actually his memories of here are very happy ones. He recalled lots of music, dancing, and playing around." Jareth was very proud of the fact that he proved Sarah wrong.

"Anyways I know these aren't suppressed memories. How could they be? I have only known Hester for a few days. That would be too soon to forget something like that."

"Like I said before, I don't think that is what's wrong. If you want my honest opinion I think you got a little to drunk the other night. Your dream is most likely the result of that."

At the mention of the night before chills ran up Sarah's spin. She had completely forgotten about what had happened. Sarah now felt very embarrassed.

"Jareth I am so sorry for the way I acted! It was truly childish of me. You must have been so humiliated. I don't see why you haven't kicked me out of your room let alone your castle and..."

"Sarah, Sarah," Jareth butted in, "Don't worry about it. It's all my fault. I should have known not to kiss you in the state you were in. I knew you would regret it."

"I don't regret it," Sarah said with a yawn. She was beginning to feel tired.

"Maybe you should go back to your chambers," Jareth said, "and catch as much sleep as you can. It is only 5:15. You can still get in a good 2 hours."

"No I would rather not. If I go back Adele will keep me there. But if you would like me to leave I will go explore some other parts of the castle." Sarah began to get up.

'That is alright. You can stay if you wish. I just thought you would want to go back to bed. You seem tired."

Sarah was very comfortable in the chair she was in. She felt as if she were sinking into it. The fire in front of her made her very warm and relaxed.

"I can't sleep. I told you. After I wake up from a dream I feel sick. It is not a fun feeling." Sarah began to curl up into the chair. It was so soft. She was finding it hard to keep her eyes open.

"Well maybe you should heed Adele's advice and stay in bed." Jareth said.

"But I am fine. After an hour or so I get better," Sarah half protested with her eyes closed.

"But still I do not want Adele to be angry with me for keeping you out of bed."

"Please Jareth, can't I just stay with you for the rest of the night? I will just stay in this chair. You can go to sleep."

Jareth thought it over for a second, "Alright, you can stay. But you have the bed and I get the chair."

"But I am comfy in the chair. I really don't feel like moving."

"You ether have the bed or you leave. I could not bear having a lady sleeping in a chair when there is a perfectly good bed."

"Alright, alright, fine!" Sarah got up and began to stumble across the room to the bed. Jareth was still sitting in his chair. Sarah climbed in one side. The red satin sheets were still warm from their last occupant. She then rested her head on the pillow and closed her eyes. But as tired as she was before she could not sleep. After a few minutes Sarah opened her eyes and looked at Jareth who was staring into the fire.

"You know this bed is very big," Sarah said, "I wouldn't be able to tell if there was someone else sleeping in it."

"I couldn't Sarah. You know that. It would be ungentlemanly."

"And since when are you a gentleman? Honestly Jareth ether you get in this bed or none of us get sleep. At least I know I won't, knowing that I took your bed away from you."

"Okay," Jareth said not putting up much of a fight, "Just let me get something other then a robe on," Sarah blushed at that last comment. Jareth went into another room and came back with a pair of pants on. He laid down on the other side of the bed. A few moments after he got settled in Sarah whispered, "Goodnight Jareth."

Jareth then rolled over to face her and said, "Sweet dreams Sarah." At that Sarah fell into a dreamless sleep.

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A/N: I want to thank you for your reviews and your patience. Truly it makes me happy to know that people are enjoying my first attempt at one of these. Also I want to apologise for not posting sooner. I have been busy. In fact I just got back from my kairos retreat if any of you know what that is. I am going to try to post the next one sooner. I know it is going to be loads of fun to write!