Here it be. The update. MUCH thanks to my beta, Forevermore33. I hope I fixed it to what you like! Hugs and cookies to you!

The world was spinning. Sarah had never seen such an array of colors as she wandered through the forest-like realm. It seemed almost like a place she had been in before. Something she wanted to forget, yet couldn't help but hold on to for all the good things that had happened. Like meeting her best friends.

The further she walked, however, the more it seemed as if everything was falling apart. All of a sudden it seemed to come to her that it wasn't quite right. What was she doing here? Not only that, but last she remembered she had been falling asleep. No way could this be a dream.

"Enjoying the view?"

That voice. Sarah resisted every urge to turn around as she stood absolutely still. It couldn't be him...it just couldn't be! She had gone away, it was all a dream. But why did it seem so real? Almost as if it was last time, only she could barely remember it everything that had happened. Just Jareth, as if her eyes had been glued to him. Everything else was a blur, but now as she looked around she knew that she was taking this scenery to heart.

And then she realized that he was once again in her dream. Just like he had before, when he played with her mind. Didn't she have a right to survive on her own, escape to herself without him following her everywhere? How could she escape when he was now inside her own head?

Sighing, she set her face in a straight look before she turned back to look at him, as if tempted to retort but instead she pulled a face of indifference. And sure enough, he was there. "You conjured this, didn't you?" she asked, voice even. Inside she wanted to scream at him. It was so unfair, him toying with her like this. She didn't even want him here now, hounding after her. Unfortunately now she had no choice, and instead she had to rely on herself to get him back where he belonged—back Underground.

"I must say," he smirked, shaking his head. "I have outdone myself once again. My talents exceed ones expectations, do they not?"

His idle comments drove her to the point where she wanted to slap him, to make him realize that this wasn't amusing. This was torture. "I won. I beat you, I defeated the Labyrinth. Why are you after me? I followed all of your rules and now you're breaking them yourself!"

"Who are you to tell me what the rules are?" Jareth questioned, raising an eyebrow suddenly. "I never said I wouldn't come after you any more. I never told you anything about what would happen if you beat me. All though, in all technicality, you never truly defeated me."

"You scum!" Sarah found herself shouting, eyes wide in disbelief. "I go all the way through that horrid maze and you come back...oh my God."

Pausing, she stared at him while her stomach shifted. He couldn't...

Or rather yet, she know he could. And would.

"You're here for Toby!" she accused, all but pointing a finger at him. Her voice was now higher and she felt herself wondering how she was going to save her brother now that Jareth would always be there. Obviously reciting the words wouldn't work this time. She had to do something more.

Jareth took in her assumption and a simple grin spread across his face as he looked towards Sarah. He shook his head, almost as if he found her the most childish thing in the realm. Something that needed to be sheltered yet guided through all of the terrors of the world at the same time.

"Sarah, do you think I'd come all this way for a baby? Really, I would have had him and gone back in this amount of time. No, I've come for a more challenging task, which I think we both know what it is. And believe me when I say that I never fail."

It was Sarah's turn to find amusement in his words. "I guess I can tell you you're not going to get what you want. And might I remind you that you have already failed. When was that? Oh yes, that's right. When you tried to take my baby brother, and I defeated you. Me. So I think it's safe to say there's more than a small chance I can come through once again."

Over confident? Perhaps that could describe her, but she couldn't help but be prideful when she talked to this cocky Goblin King. After all, she had beat him fair and square. No one else had done that before, so she felt a slight advantage over him. However, he wasn't playing by what she had thought were the rules, so part of her didn't know what to think.

"Ah, such sureness. That's something I especially like in you," he grinned, smirking once more. Turning around, Jareth shook his head. "You will be mine, there's no doubt about that. But I'd like you to think about what you're saying. It's yourself you're fighting for now, and either way you're kept on the outside. You can't find out what's going on from one of your friends, you only have instincts to trust. I have told no one this time of my plans. Not just because you have too many of the Labyrinth's inhabitants wrapped around that finger of yours. It's just the prize this time is far more precious."

Pausing, as if to look her over, he smiled softly. "You won't weasel your way out of this one."

"Wanna bet?" she asked, voice dripping with invitation to try and argue with her. Before she could continue with a taunt, however, she found herself shocked to discover he was no longer in front of her.

"Perhaps. Because bets are based on luck. And I've always been lucky," she heard him whisper, and suddenly she felt his fingers on her neck, pushing back stray locks of hair. "Don't fight it Sarah, you know what I want. And I'll get it, too."

Spinning around, eyes wide as she tried to pull away from him, she frowned. He was no longer there. Still, however, she could hear his voice in her mind.

"See you tomorrow, my Queen."

Jolting awake, she turned frantically in her bed. Looking to make sure she was alone in her bed, she sucked in her breath. She wished her mother or father was there…or even Karen…to tell her that it was alright. It was just a dream.

"But that's the problem," she whispered softly to herself. "It was a dream."

Voice shaking, she checked once more to be sure he wasn't standing in a corner somewhere. She took another deep breath. She didn't want to be his Queen.

"Oh Hoggle, please hurry."