Chapter 3

Sarah's eyes widened. His request was so sudden, but she knew it was coming. "For how long?" Her tone of voice was serious, but inside she really was quite surprised by how sudden he was.

"How ever long you like." He said, chuckling lightly. She smiled, then let out a sigh of relief, "Alright.". He looked down at her, pushing a few strands of hair out of her face. "Good." He smiled, giving a light shake his head. "My, my, you've grown quite a lot." He noted, lifting his hand to pat her head slightly. She was still shorter then him.

Blushing at his comment, she looked down, wondering what he was thinking. "But your heart is still of a child." He then added, smirking. She gasped, taking a step back. "That is not true!" She cried out defensively.

"Calm down Sarah. You speak of it as though it is something bad. If you didn't have that heart..." His voice lingered on, even though he stopped for a moment. Lifting a finger, he placed it upon her chest, touching her rather gently.

"If you didn't have it, you would have not called me tonight. We would have never met again." She looked up at him, studying his expression. He was entirely serious, yet his words were so soft, along with his movements.

She nodded, lifting her hand up to grasp his, which was still placed lazily upon her chest. "I'm sorry." Her words were simple, but it was easy to tell that she was sincere. "Don't apologize, you have not done anything wrong."

"You seem so different." She looked him up and down, giving a light shrug. "You look the same, but you just seem different. You've always spoken in ways that suggested this kindness beneath you, but I always figured you were just trying to sweet talk me."

Chucking, he placed his other hand on her shoulder. "Sarah, Sarah, Sarah. I've always been this way, you just never saw it. Maybe you have matured after all." Jareth smiled, watching that worried expression form upon Sarah's face. "In a good way, I mean." He added, which then made her instantly smile.

The night went by rather quickly. They chatted for awhile, frequently having some sort of physical contact, such has hugging, hand holding, or simply sitting next to each other. The storm had died down, and the night had become no more. The sun was starting to rise.

Sarah and Jareth were still sitting in the living room. As of now, she held that crystal, examining it. He offered it to her those 9 years ago, but she was not able to accept it because of Toby. She was laughing, smiling as she threw it into the air and caught it as it would change into whatever she wanted.

"Oh no, look at the time! We've been up all night!" She exclaimed, standing up. Jareth watched her, slightly concerned. "Would you like it to be night again?" He asked. Sarah searched for the smile, or any other sign that he was kidding him. Nothing. His expression was completely serious.

"I'm not sure that I understand." Sarah kept her eye on him, wondering what he meant. "Anything that you ask for..." He started, lifting his hand towards the nearest clock. Just then, she remembered how he changed the time in the Labyrinth, when she insisted that she was doing just fine, he sped the time up on her, to spite her.

"No, no. It's fine." She said, smiling. Walking over in front of him, she took his hands. He instantly stood. "It doesn't matter what time it is here, because I'm no longer interested in this world." Keeping her eyes locked on him, she felt her heart skip a beat as she watched that cute smile form on his face.

"Very well then. Shall we go?" He asked, gripping her hands tightly. "Yes." She replied. "Alright then." He started walking towards the door that led the way out of the apartment. Although she wondered why, Sarah kept her mouth shut, and followed him, their hands now entwined.

Opening the door, she had to lift her hand up to shield her eyes from the blinding light. Squinting her eyes open, she peered into the door. Yep, it was the Labyrinth alright. Jareth stood there, hand extended. "After you, my lady."

Nodding, Sarah stepped forward through the door, and gave him a light tug, which made him move as well. "It's...just as I have remembered it." She said, taking a few steps closer. She was inside the castle, beyond the goblin city.

Smiling widely, she looked at him, happier then ever. He smiled, looking right back at her. Those blond strands of hair blowing in the wind from the wide coverless windows he then spoke, "You've never been properly shown about my castle, Sarah, have you?"

"No, actually." She closed her eyes, inhaling the whole feeling of the place. It was amazing. "But.." Staring at the gate, she let go of his hand. "Don't worry, you can visit your friends tomorrow." She smiled, then hugged him tightly.

Right now they were in the main part of the castle, in which Jareth usually stayed. He had this tiny throne in this room, which was made out of stone, along with the rest of the room. It was quite messy, obviously it lacked a woman's touch. Since it was so early in the morning, there was no one in the castle, just the guards that stood at the door.

Blinking a few times, Sarah placed her hand on her chin, examining the room. They were the only humans within the whole place, but she didn't mind. Looking up at him, she shook her head. "You've never had a real woman live here, have you?"

Jareth raised a brow, placing one hand upon his hip as he walked over to his throne, sitting down. "No, I have not. Why do you ask?" Sarah laughed, then extended her arms. "The whole place is quite messy. Not that I mind, but I just find it amusing that I'm the first to really be here with intentions to stay for awhile."

"I don't know what you mean, Sarah." He crossed his arms over his chest. "Jareth, for God's sake..." She started, staring down at the chicken which then clucked and ran around some. "There's a chicken in here."

"So?" He asked, finally seeing what she meant. Giving a tiny smirk, he shook his head at her annoyed expression. "Jareth..." "I'm just playing with you." He said, then looked around. "I just realized, actually." Sarah walked up to the nearest window to him.

"Hm?" Not even glancing at him, she gazed out of the window, admitting the view. "I need to have another throne built next to this one." He said, smirking. Sarah obviously wasn't paying attention.

"Sarah, let me show you your room." He said, getting up. Finally turning towards him, she tilted her head some. "My...room? I have a room?" He nodded, then took her hand. "Yes. Let me show you."

There were only two exits in the room. One which led to a long hall, and the way out, the other which led to that room of all those stairs, which seemed to twist in every which and way.

Jareth turned towards to the one with the stairs, still holding her hand tightly. "It's confusing at first, but you'll know your way about eventually." "I hope so..." Her voice led on, looking now at all the different stairs.

Jareth turned every corner, and went up and down a whole bunch of random stairs. Within the first minute Sarah was already lost. Finally Jareth seemed to stop, although where he stopped there was no door, or anything that suggested a room.

"You know in the Labyrinth, nothing is the way it seems." She nodded, watching with him a concerned expression. "I need you to trust me. Take my hand, follow me, close your eyes if you must." She nodded, taking his hand, wondering what he was doing.

He smiled at her automatic agreement, and held that hand tightly. Eyes then focusing ahead, he started walking, completely straight. Sarah gazed at him for that moment, but then looked to where he was heading and gasped.

He was walking forward, but there was nothing there. No turn, no staircase, nothing. It was a dead end. "J-jareth..." She watched her feet uncertainly. "Trust me." He replied, not stopping as he finally approached the end.

Within a simple movement, she closed her eyes, letting out a tiny scream as they both kept walking, and as they stepped they dipped down, feet still on the ground, and they were completely upside down. Her stomach turned, but within a moment she felt normal.

Gasping for air, she clung to him helplessly. She felt normal, as if the gravity was reversed completely. Jareth chuckled, patting her on the head softy. "It's alright. I told you to trust me."

She shivered. "Trust isn't enough." She pouted, closing her eyes as he led her down to the wall, which had a door to the left. "Instinct overcomes trust, and no matter what you tell yourself, you can't get rid of the feeling that it's wrong."

Jareth nodded. "I see." Looking up at him, she sighed, but then blinked as he moved his hands to cover her eyes. "I hope you like this." Leading her into the room, his hands felt warm against her face.

Smiling softly, she placed her hands on top of his, wanting to see. "It took a lot of thought to get it right. But I think you'll like it." Squirming, she pried at his hands. "Let me see!" She whined, really curious now.

"Yes, I believe you will like it." Struggling beneath him, she was too weak compared to him, and was not able to escape his grip.

"Okay Sarah, calm down."

Jareth slowly brought his hands down from her face, grabbing her hands that were softly placed on his.

Sarah screamed, squeezing his hands tightly.

"Oh my god!"