Title: Some Hearts

Setting: Last scene

Disclaimer: I own nothing not even David Bowie/Jareth in his tight pants.


Chapter 1

"Stop!" Jareth raised the palm of his hand to her. "Wait! Sarah, look, look what I can offer you." He raised his left arm making a large gesture with his hand. A glowing crystal ball appeared in it. He spun it around in his fingers, smiled wanly, and said, "It will show you your dreams. You remember."

Sarah took another step towards him. "and my kingdom as great"

The stairs behind Jareth were descending now, and he backed slowly down them as Sarah stood above him.

"I ask so little," he said, spinning the crystal. "Just believe in me, and you can have everything you want ... everything you have ever dreamed of ... your dreams, Sarah ..."

A frown slowly danced across her face, and she halted her advance at him. "... and my kingdom as great ...," she said. "Damn!"

Sarah's fists were clenched white. She was thinking frantically. What were the right words? OR even more importantly would they work...did she want them to work? J

areth took a small step toward her. He need her belief in him, and his love for her.

"Just fear me and love me,and do as I say, and I will be your slave." He told her in a gentle voice, then stretched his hand out toward her, and took another step back up the stairs. Jareth's fingers gently grazed her face.

She stood where she was, and swallowed. "Kingdom as great ...," she muttered once more, " ... kingdom as great ..."

She saw the crystal spinning in his fingers, and felt on her lips the warmth of his outstretched hand. She gasped, and, from some inspired recess of her mind, the words came to her

You have no power over me. The sat at the tip of her tongue waiting pleading with her to say them. However each time she got close to blurting them out something stopped her. It could have been the pleading look in his eyes or how he seemed sincere in everything he had said to her.

The battle that her heart and mind were wagering inside of her forced her to crumble to the ground.

" I can't what would happen to Toby?" She whispered to her self. Just barely loud enough for Jareth to hear.

" He will be sent back if that is what you wish." Jareth knelled down beside her all trace of past arrogance dismissed. The fierce Goblin King stood there on his knees nothing more than a man.

" What?" She asked slowly finding the strength to stand up.

" I will do what ever you ask of me. Just love me and by doing so stay here with me in my castle."