I have no inspiration for Second Time Around so if I wrote it, it would be really crappy and seeing how it is the last chapter and so monumental I don't want to ruin it. So be happy with what you got.

Disclaimer: I get so tired of these things…no, I do not own Labyrinth or Bewitched. Anything else referenced in here I don't own either.

Yawning Sarah opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. Pushing herself into a sitting position she glanced around the room from her bed and noticed that Tabitha wasn't there. Kicking off her blankets she got up and ambled over to the bathroom to shower, brush her teeth, and all that jazz. About and hour later she walked out freshly dressed with hair clipped back and soft makeup applied lightly. Heading over to the small kitchenette she pulled out some milk from their small fridge and made herself a bowl of Cocoa Puffs settling down on the sofa.

"Finally, you're up!" Tabitha sighed dramatically breezing in. She slammed the door shut behind her and plopped down on the couch next to Sarah, but not before grabbing a slice of cold pizza from the fridge. "How did you like you like the movie last night?" she asked between bites.

"It was one of my favorites," Sarah laughed milk dribbling down her chin. "Although you don't look like someone who would watch Casablanca."

"Ah, well, don't take anything for granted around me," Tabitha grinned. She ran a hand through her hair with a smirk. "What can you say, I'm special."

"Yeah, Special Ed.," Sarah snorted.

Tabitha pursed her lips together. "'Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship'."

"I couldn't agree more. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to call my little brother before he becomes convinced that I've been attacked by crazed republican Nazis bent on over-taking every Starbucks in the southern hemisphere and trying to re-name everyone in North Dakota 'Tim'."

"…Right…I'll let you get right on that."

Grinning Sarah got up and placed her bowl and spoon in the sink before grabbing the phone and dialing her father's number. A young voice answered.

"Sarah!"

"No, this is Tim in North Dakota."

"Drat, I was too late, they took Sarah!" Snickering could be heard. "Hi Sarah."

"Salutations Toby. How's Lancelot?"

"He's good. He kept the one-eyed Scandinavian lamb Vikings at bay so that way I could sleep peacefully and not have to bring out the Big Guns."

"Oh no, not the Big Guns!"

"Yep, the Pogo action figures."

"Not Pogo!"

"Yep, Pogo Possum."

"Oy, Pogo!"

"…You just like saying Pogo don't you?"

"…Maybe…"

"…"

"So, how is everyone?"

"Well, besides being attacked by the Vikings almost daily…we're all good."

"Good. Well, I have to go because I need to check some things out, but I promise to call and read you a bedtime story. Bye Toby."

"Bye sis."

Sarah smiled as she hung up the phone. Turning around she saw Tabitha smirk at her before returning to the magazine she was 'reading'. "Hey Tabitha, I'm gonna go look around town, wanna come with?"

"Uh, I actually have to call some family members about a dinner thing. Hey, would you like to come over some weekend to meet my family?" Tabitha now discarded the magazine she only pretended to read to stare hopefully at Sarah. "You could meet my little brother Adam, although technically he isn't all that little. You could also meet my mom and dad. I don't know exactly who else will be there, but would you like to come?"

"Wow, uh, sure…I guess. If it's alright with your parents. I don't want to be an inconvenience."

"Absolutely not! Now, go run along and I'll set everything up right. You might want to check out this little café on Fifth and Main."

Tabitha gave Sarah some simple instructions and smiled at her as she walked out the door. She then quickly wriggled her fingers at the phone causing it to unhook itself and travel through the air to her outstretched hand. She then proceeded to dial her own parents' number.

"You've reached the Stephens, Samantha speaking," a feminine voice spoke on the other line.

"Mom, it's me, Tabitha."

"Oh Tabitha, darling! How are you?"

"I'm fine mother, but I called about the dinner this weekend. Is it alright is I bring a friend?"

"Of course it is! Is it anyone your father and I know?"

"No, it's a new girl I met yesterday. She's my roommate, and I would love it for her to meet you guys."

"We can hardly wait. Bring her by and we'll treat her like family. How is everything over there?" There was a hint of worry in her voice.

"Don't worry mommy, no one has pointed a finger at me and threatened to burn me at a stake…yet. But it's only the first week, so we'll see," she smiled.

"Tabitha!" her mother scolded.

"Sorry," she grinned sheepishly. "Now, I have to go. Give daddy a kiss for me." They said their mutual goodbyes and Tabitha wriggled her fingers sending the receiver back. Flopping down on the couch she wriggled her fingers switching on the TV.

Sarah slipped into her dorm letting out a loose sigh. She had gone to the café, called Krystal's Dreams, which was having a pie-of-the-day special, whose flavor was peach. She got a quick cup of coffee before looking around town trying to find places where she could hang out and relax, places like the park back home. She had come across an old bookstore specializing in used books, where she had found a few of the books she used to own; Snow White and the Seven Dwarves; Wizard of Oz; and Outside Over There. That alone had made her eye start twitching. To make matters worse the town's zoo was having a special owl exhibit. Sarah could not get back fast enough.

"Oh, hey Sarah," Tabitha smiled brightly.

"Hi," she replied wearily.

"What's wrong?" the blonde asked worriedly sitting up.

"Just…this place reminds me of my childhood a little bit."

Tabitha's eyes twinkled knowingly. "You don't say?"

Sarah, oblivious to her roommate's sudden glee, plopped down next to Tabitha on the couch leaning her head against her shoulder. "So did you talk to your parents yet?"

"Yeah! My mom can't wait to meet you, and I'm sure Grandmama will be simply ecstatic to see you too."

"Well…I'm glad?"

"Oh, and Uncle Arthur! Well, technically he's more like a second uncle…or something…but he'll love you! He always tells jokes and my father…well; actually no one can stand him for longer than five minutes…usually less!"

Sarah stifled her laughter. "You seem to like him."

"Oh, I love him! He's a riot! Me and my brother are really the only ones in the family who can. But I'm sure you'll like him as well. While some of my family can be a bit…pushy at times, he's always there for comic relief. Once he…er…drew a picture of this boy named Jack in my old high school where he was turned into a donkey after calling me names. Insert your own 'Jack'-ass joke here."

"Oh, he sounds wonderful. No one in my family really ever laughs, except my brother and me. Hog--" Sarah cut herself off with a strange look. Why was she going to say that name? He was just a figment of her imagination…why was she going to comment on how he didn't laugh until the end party? There really was no party, she realized, just the dream of a young girl who yearns for more. She really should stop reading books that induced dreams like that…

"Sarah? Aboveground to Sarah," Tabitha snorted. "You need to stop reading so many fantasy books if they're going to make you zone out like that. You should read…Lord of the Flies. I heard it was rather boring. Mostly dialogue."

Sarah snapped out of her reverie. "Actually it was a very good book. I especially liked the scene where Simon gets mauled…ah, that brings back memories…"

"Er…do I want to know?" Tabitha asked, and figured that if she were an anime she would have sweat dropped…damn those anime!

"Well, after one weekend when I was fifteen I went through this period where I absolutely abhorred singing. Don't know why…I relate it to this dream I had. Anyways, well, this girl named JoAnna (who I regret kinda to say I despised) kept on singing, all the time! Well, we were discussing the book in English class and the teacher was talking about that scene and how would we feel if someone came and mauled…well he paused then, and the name 'JoAnna' flew out of my mouth before I could stop it. Needless to say I got in a little trouble. She stopped singing though."

Sarah though Tabitha's eyebrows would soon be lost in her hair by the height they were reaching. She also thought that if Tabitha's eyes didn't return to normal size they were be permanently enlarged. "Sarah…you…can be so cruel." If Tabitha saw Sarah flinch slightly she didn't mention it. "I think you might be my new hero…just don't tell Grandmama," she chuckled.

"Well, it got the point across," Sarah smirked before getting up. "Well, classes are tomorrow, and I expect lots of homework, because life just seems to want to prove how unfair it is. So…wanna dress up like nuns and go barhopping?"

Tabitha shrieked as a large grin appeared on her face and she dove for the remote as Sarah made a large bowl of popcorn and soon they were huddled on the couch watching 'Steel Magnolias'.

Does anyone know the age difference before Adam and Tabitha…it's been so long that I've forgotten. A guessimation would be just as helpful, if you don't know. Tabitha's about 22 now, so Adam would be…? Any little bit of information helps…so review and help me out so I don't sound like a complete dumbass during the weekend visit place time thing…or at least not more than I already do!