Disclaimer: I don't own the Labyrinth or anything associated with it.

And another update that isn't MMO or "You'll never". I'm also trying something new, I'm replying to the reviews. gasp I always like it when my review is replied to so I decided to join the bandwagon.

DarkMaiden – I get really tired of whiney "its all your fault" Sarah. Ooooh, I really like cake.

BlackAngelBlood – I love it when you actually like Sarah in a story and try to do that as mush as I can, I'm glad I got it to work.

Lady of the Labyrinth – Yes, Sarah has telekinesis, she also has like three other powers, one of which shows up in this chapter. I'll explain that as time goes on. The broadcasting thing is like, everyone does it. When you get really emotional, or just think 'loudly'. But Sarah does have minor mental ability, she isn't a telepath though.
LLtheshadowcat – I love oatmeal cookies. devours There are going to be adult situations later, but I don't think that I'll actually write a sex scene.

angelwingz202
Eats skittles. Thank you. I try to be as original as I can.

Jessie Deal – Raisins are good.

Eleanora Rose – Oooh, fascinating, I like big words. XP

Innogen – She uses that ground to her advantage, you get to see a very childish goblin kind this chapter.

Demonkitty2007 – They have a little tiff this chapter, nothing too bad.

ONTO THE STORY!

"I don't take commands from you." His arms were crossed and he looked upset.

"Oooh, hit nerve did I?" She sighed; she was stuck with him for who knew how long, it wouldn't do to fight the whole time. "Fine stay, see if I care. I have a feeling that you need at least an idea of where you're going to teleport." She headed out the door.

"I could wait until you get there." He pouted like a child who wasn't getting their way.

"Because this place is oh so entertaining." She didn't turn around to address him, she simply continued walking. Sarah made her way to the parking garage, ignoring the feeling of being watched. The blue van was easy to spot, with its 70's paint job and the driver leaning against it.

"You Agent Williams?" She gave a nod and he opened the back door. Red velvet lined the ceiling, and walls of the vehicle. The seats went around the edge of the van, with a futon-like mattress on the floor; black satin covered it.

"You've got to be kidding me. It looks like a mobile pot den, gone terribly wrong." She turned back to the driver of the vehicle.

"Hey, that's how they like it. Real relaxed. Where's yours by the way?" He helped her into the van, and paused to close the door until she answered.

"Mine? Oh, my charge. Not sure, he's a teleporter, so don't be surprised if he joins us part way through the trip." She sat in the seat closest to the driver's seat, along the left side of the car and buckled her seatbelt. The driver slammed the door and made his way to the front. The feeling of being watched disappeared as the king appeared on the black mattress. The driver glanced back at the shift in weight.

"Teleporter, huh." He turned back around and pressed a button on the dashboard. A privacy window rose out of the back of the driver's seat and up to the roof.

Great. A car ride alone with Mr. Ego. Toward the middle of the ride Sarah stretched her mental senses toward the Goblin King, curious as to how strong his mental defenses were. Just as she came into contact with his shield, it grabbed her. She jerked away, careful not to break her own shields in the process.

"That's a neat trick. I thought that you could only receive."

"I'm full of surprises." He lay flat, hands behind his head, eyes closed.

"You're full of something alright." Sarah then found herself on top of the van. Rolling her eyes, she phased through the roof into the main body of the vehicle. "So mature." He was sitting up now, glaring at her.

"I don't appreciate being insulted." Stepping around him, Sarah returned to her seat.

"Few people, appreciate a good insult." She reached for her seatbelt, but before she could undo it and buckle in again, the Goblin King pulled her down to the mattress. "Oomf. What now?" Sarah lay face down; Jareth, sitting cross-legged beside her, gripped her wrist.

"While in public I could not discipline you as to proper respect, however, we are not in public now." The comment merely caused Sarah to roll her eyes; she sat up.

"You don't own me, and I don't work for you. Thus any disciplinary action isn't yours to dispense or decide." She attempted to phase through his wrist, but found that she was unable to. She stopped trying when a moan reached her ears. The brunette froze and looked at his face. What the fuck? In one movement he had her pinned beneath him.

"It's impossible to phase through Fae, our magic stops it." He smiled down at her. "I should also inform you that the side affect of an attempt is very pleasurable." The van came to a stop just as he lowered his head to claim her lips, and the privacy shield began to lower. He rolled off of her and glared at the driver.

Saved by the bell. She had never thought of him in the way he was obviously thinking of her. She may have had a childish crush on him at one point, but nothing like that. Note to self, don't try to phase through him again, EVER.

"We're here your Majesty, Agent Williams."

"Thanks." Sarah opened the door to the van, and stepped out. Before her lay a house that could more accurately be called a manor. The lawn surrounding the building was the length of a full city block on the three sides that she could see.

The Goblin King exited the vehicle and sniffed. "This is an insult."

"No, you're just a spoiled brat. This is probably costing the government a fortune." Sarah started up the steps that led to the door; it opened before she could reach it.

"Agent Williams." A young woman, in a pale, floral skirt, and white blouse greeted the brunette. "I'm the head of house services, come to me if you need anything, new bedding, soap, if there is a request for a meal." The blond woman leaned in and whispered. "If you want an excuse to get away." She pulled back. "Oh, I almost forgot, my name is Karen, Karen D. Schultz." She extended her hand to Sarah, the liaison accepted the handshake. A chill trailed up her arm. There was something defiantly off about this woman; Sarah would have to watch her.

"If we are done with the pleasantries, I would like to know where my rooms are." The Labyrinth's champion nearly jumped, the king was right behind her and she hadn't noticed.

"Of, course, Your Majesty." Karen bowed and led the pair inside. The size and grandeur took Sarah's breath away. A spiral staircase stood on each side of the entrance hall, three other exits lead out of the room. Karen led them up the staircase on the left. "This floor is yours, Your Majesty. Your rooms are also on this floor agent Williams. His Majesty's bedroom is here, for easy exit in an emergency. Agent Williams" She gestured to the first room on the right. "Your room is just there, so that His Majesty may reach you easily. Your office is next door with an adjoining door between them. The rest of the room are yours to do with what you wish, Your Majesty. If you'll excuse me I must get back to work." Jareth waved her off; she bowed her way to the stairs. Sarah rolled her eyes and entered the room assigned to her.

"I didn't dismiss you Sarah." The King called to her retreating back. She sent an inappropriate gesture over her shoulder and continued walking. As soon as the door was shut behind her, Sarah removed a bracelet from her wrist and placed it on the doorknob.

"When ignorance is the lock." The bracelet glowed for a moment. Soon after the light show there was a bang and the door shook. "You should be more careful, you never know who might have a Barrier erected."

"You don't have the ability to raise a Barrier." The King's voice was filled with outrage.

"No I don't, but you'd be amazed at what you can buy. Especially on the Green Market." There was silence on the other side of the door for a moment.

"You couldn't have been to the Green Market, I would have sensed your travel."

"I looked it up on the Internet, found the easy access portal in my area and was there. I didn't use my own powers to get there any of the times I went. Now, if you don't mind, I have to unpack." Agent Williams moved to the bed where the boxes of her possessions sat.

"Open this door! Sarah!" The King was not used to being disobeyed, and did not enjoy the experience.

"Let me think...no. Go check out your own rooms, I've got work to do." She removed the hangers from her closet and began putting her hanging clothes on them.

"I'm to have total access to you." The tone he used sent a shiver down her back.

"You're not having a crisis, there is no emergency. Find someone else to bug for the time being. There is this thing called "alone time" that humans like to indulge in."

"I will not tolerate insubordination!"

"You brought it on yourself. You wanted me as your liaison, you got me. Deal with it." He stormed over to the door and jerked it open. He stopped in his tracks and looked at the door for a moment, then looked at her. "Now, was that so hard?" The glare he gave her could have made a grown man wet himself, but Sarah was neither a man, nor impressed. She simply continued hanging her clothing, undisturbed by the very angry monarch now striding toward her. Just before he reacher her, she turned to face him, one hand held up between them. "If we are going to live together without killing involved there need to be some ground rules set down." He raised an eyebrow.

"Such as?"

"You use the door when entering my room or office, unless its and emergency. In return I won't defy you in public," A smirk crossed Jareth's face. "Provided that the commands are reasonable."

"Define reasonable."

"I'm not your pet, or your toy. I won't grovel or do tricks, and you being polite always helps." Sarah began putting her clothes away again. After hanging up another piece, Sarah turned and found that her bed was empty of clothing and boxes. Turning back to the closet she saw that every piece of her clothing had been hung up, including her underwear. She blinked a couple times, and turned to the king. "Um...thanks?"

"You're welcome."

"Anyways, I need space, and I am not a slave. I'll stop being quite so insubordinate if you'll stop being such a...a tyrant."

"I'll have you know that my subjects hold me in high regard."

"I'm not a goblin and have you ever actually talked to your other subjects? They're not all as pleased as you seem to think." She moved to check where Jareth's magic had sent the rest of her personal effects.

"Oh, and how would you know?"

"I'm a frequent visitor of the Green. Very frequent. As in immigration management frequent. The Labyrinth isn't the kingdom with the most immigrants, but it's up there." Sarah paused for a moment, a thought occurring to her. She turned to face the dumbstruck monarch. "Do the human authorities know that you are the High King?" He pulled himself together.

"No, nor do I plan on telling them. They know little about our government system. All your leaders know is that I am a very powerful and highly respected king."

"Well, at least they got one right." Jareth ignored the barb and lounged on the now empty bed as the agent continued to sort through the room and rearrange the things he had put away.

"Tonight is the anniversary." The comment came out of the blue, but Sarah had expected it.

"I know, I told you, remember." She didn't pause in her work.

"You've never used your powers on the anniversary. You've never called your friends on it either."

"No, I haven't. Nor do I plan too."

"You'll have to tell them about this new development."

"Tomorrow."

"Why not tell them tonight?"

"Why not wait?" She felt the glare on her back. "I'm not going to use them. I know what will happen."

"Would being my subject be so bad?" His question made her pause in her work. She had no answer for him. "You feel the pull of the Underground. You wouldn't go to the Green if you didn't."

"If I wanted to live in the Underground, I'd go to the Heights or Avalon, not the Labyrinth or the Goblin Kingdom, or even the Forever Forest." She continued the task as hand, making a box of unnecessary things that could go to the trash.

"Avalon wouldn't suit you, and few things without wings are able to live well in the Heights."

"Thus, I stay here." Finished filling one box, she pulled out another.

"You dream of the Labyrinth." It wasn't a question.

"Sometimes."

"How many of my subjects have you...helped?" She paused again, surprised by the change of topic.

"Somewhere in the hundreds."

"What reasons do they give?" He received no answer, he knew that she had heard. He appeared behind her and jerked Sarah into a standing position, then turned her so that she faced him. Finally, she met his eyes.

"You. Your subjects do love you, but they say that you are unstable. They say that you need something, but none of them will say what. They're are all willing to return, once you find it." She expected him to scoff, but he simply looked at her, face expressionless.

"Unstable."

"They say that you need something to temper you." The grip on her shoulders lessened. He turned away, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Something to temper? What an interesting concept." He laid down on her bed again, musing over the idea as Sarah finished putting the room how she wanted it. She moved to remove the bracelet from the door, to hold up her end of the deal. However, she paused before completing the action, knowing that with the Barrier up no listening device would work in the room.

"What is Ms. Shultz?"

"She's a Karish. Not a very strong one. They probably told her that she is important, but she is simply a statement. She's here to show that the Karish can infiltrate our ranks. She looks remarkable human." He placed his hands behind his head, seeming to be deep in thought.

"So do you." Sarah had seen images of other Fae, and while they were humanoid, they were most certainly not human. "It's unusual for a Far to posses a spirit beast as opposed to it being a physical part of them. Perhaps she is similar. I don't know enough about the Karish to tell. In fact, all I know for sure about them is that they are at war with us." The King patted the bed beside him; after a sigh, Sarah obeyed the unvoiced command and sat. She rested her back against the head board and allowed one leg to dangle off the edge of the bed.

"The spirit beast of a human lives forever inside them, few ever learn to harness its power and only four in history have ever been able to assume its form. The Fae are very different. Most, as you said, are some mixture of a humanoid form and their spirit beast, though some are like me and slide easily between the two. The Karish, however, exist only a mixture. No doubt, Ms. Schultz hides more than human skin beneath her clothing." His hand crept onto Sarah's knee; she slapped it and he pulled the hand back.

"Is that the only difference? It doesn't seem like that would be enough to cause a war." Sarah assumed a position similar to the king, sliding down until she lay flat, the dangling leg brought up onto the bed.

"Human have started them for less, but no, that isn't the reason. It is magic that they seek. Fae are born with all the magical ability that they will ever have, though some are capable of manipulating earth energies, though none of them so much as come close to the extent that humans can. Humans can also receive magic from other sources, such as your powers, and those of the other Empowered. These powers can be passed down through bloodlines as well, but that is rare. The Karish, however, can only receive abilities, they have none naturally and none have ever been able to control the energies of earth. They hope to force the Fae to empower them. It is also said that they may gain control of the earth if they consume enough human blood, though this has never been proven."

"How do they plan to do this? If they have no magic, how do they plan to overtake you?" Sarah rolled onto her side, her head raised and resting on her hand. The king mimicked her pose. Their faces and bodies were a foot apart and Sarah began to regret her decision to change positions.

"The Karish, like humans, have no weakness to iron, and like the Fae the land does not encourage them to ignore magic and forget what they have seen as the human link with the earth does. They plan to use iron against the Fae, and perhaps will turn to the humans once they have magic." He brushed hair out of Sarah's face, his hand drifted down her face and shoulder. Sarah caught he hand just before it reached the neckline of her blouse.

"What started this though? Why all of a sudden?"

He almost answered that he had been attracted to her the whole time, until he realized that she was talking about the Karish.

That's it! For now at least, that was everything that I have on paper at the moment. I'm trying to work through all of the stories that are written and then go back and add to them.

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