Here's the next chapter! The master sends her love with it as well... Also she said that after she has completed this story, any one who wants the characters she made up, may have them.

-TiskTask

Sarah stretched and slowly climbed out of bed. Things were looking up. She didn't have one of the strangely erotic dreams that had been plaguing her lately and she had a day all to herself. Lily and Kevin had class then Lily would be going with Kevin later to his band practice, then the whole group would probably go out for drinks or something else to discuss progress as they usually did.

"No work, No weird dreams, and no classes today," She said to herself as she slipped into a pair of old sweat pants and a t-shirt. "What ever am I going to do with myself today?"

She walked out of her bedroom and looked around the apartment. It wasn't filthy, but it could defiantly use some work. "Looks like housework is the word for the day." She muttered. She walked over to Kevin's monstrous stereo system and pulled out some of her favorite CD's and loaded it up.

One of her guilty pleasures was music from the '80's era. Ratt, Kiss, AC/DC Def Leppard, you name it she loved it. Oh she liked all music even the Alternative style of music that Kevin's band played, but there was just something fun and freeing about the music from the eighties that she couldn't stop herself from listening to. She hit random play and began cleaning the living room. Dusting and vacuuming went much faster when music pushed you into that zone where the only thing that mattered was the music.

A couple of hours later, with the apartment smelling of pine and lemon, she stripped off her dirty clothes and headed to the shower still dancing to the music.

Jareth smiled and set back in his chair. All the paperwork was finished and he had completed his plans for dealing with the council. It even seemed the goblins were fairly satisfied doing the weird things that goblins do amongst themselves when they thought no one was watching, like chasing chickens and hitting each other with clubs. Time to check in on Sarah to see how she was doing.

He created a crystal and sat back in his chair, the bolted back upright when he realized she was in the shower. He watched fascinated as she danced and sang some song about pouring sugar on herself and ran soap all over her wet naked body.

"Dear gods, why must you torment me?" He groaned clutching the crystal so hard it shattered. He stood quickly and nearly fell when he realized the blood that normally supplied his brain had found other places to pool.

He knew that no ordinary cold shower would cool the heat he was feeling so he willed himself to the coldest water source he knew of. It came from deep within the mountains and was so cold that any one not of magic could literally die from being sprayed with it.

He stood under the waterfall for a full twenty minutes before his body was once again behaving itself. He stepped out and used his magic to dry and clothe himself.

"Oh this is a bit humorous, dear brother." A voice came from behind him. "Please tell me why you felt the need to soak yourself in my waterfall?"

Jareth turned with a smile. His brother was one of the few Fae that Jareth liked and trusted. It was like looking at a negative image of himself, where Jareth was fair, Dareth was dark. Of course they were twins, a very rare occurrence among the Fae where one child was considered rare enough. It was also one of their sources of power, and why the two of them were considered among the most powerful of Fae, standing only a little below the council members in ranking.

Dareth had black hair and his mismatched eyes were dark blue on the left and golden on the right. His skin was tanned because his kingdom was a bit brighter than the Labyrinth. Dareth ruled over the satyrs and Nymphs, which of course made him a bit less cruel in manner than Jareth.

"Dareth, just the man I wanted to see." Jareth said stepping forward to hug his brother. "I need your help with something."

"So I can see." Dareth replied. "You must tell me who the woman is with enough self control to send my brother running for a cold shower; maybe if she won't have you, she'll take me instead."

"I don't think you would get the chance dear brother." Jareth nearly growled. "She's MINE."

Dareth's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Oh my, please tell me you haven't gone and fallen for a woman? Who is it? Who can possibly resist you and turn you from her bed?"

Sarah frowned, and pulled back the shower curtain. She could have sworn she'd heard someone groan.

Shutting off the water and wrapping a towel around herself she opened the bathroom door and peeked out into the living room.

"Kevin? Lily?" She called out over the music. When no one answered, she shrugged and shut the door again. "Hmmm… Must be imagining things."

Dareth sat back and looked at his brother. "So, a mortal woman." He said. "I thought you made a point to avoid entanglements with mortals."

Jareth put his head in his hands. "I did and I do. I told you I'm trying to get the council to give her immortality."

"So you've said, and your plans for bring the magic back to the Underground are good ones," Dareth said, "but I don't see how I can help you I've been banished from the mortal realm for 100 mortal years because of that last bet we made."

Jareth gave a quick smile. "Sorry brother." He said with false contriteness. "If I'd known they were going to go to confession the next day, I would have never bet that you couldn't satisfy and entire dorm full of women."

Dareth laughed. "Don't worry brother, it was definitely worth it. What's 100 years in the grand scheme of things? However, I'm still banned from there and can't help you."

Jareth created a crystal. "Oh, I believe the council will make an exception this time considering you are one of the few fertile males in the Underground."

Dareth frowned. "I have no children." He took the crystal Jareth offered and looked into it. His eyes widened in surprise. "A son… how? When?"

"I believe it was that last mortal you were dallying with before we had our little bet. It appears you left her with more than fond memories." Jareth leaned back in his chair again and picked up his wine. "I have only bits and pieces of the puzzle myself, but I feel between the two of us we can make the council see reason."

"I will help you brother." Dareth said lifting his wine in a salute to his brother. "After all, blood is thicker than wine."