Long time, no see? SORRY. I hope this is ok for you guys, i really hit a brick will with this chapter. Buuuuut. Here you go.

Disclaimer: You guys know the drill. I don't own the Labyrinth or any of the characters; I have just borrowed them for my own personal amusement. *Sigh*

Sarah's head felt heavy with fog. The haze that covered her mind began to lift as she slowly came back to the land of the living.

With her eyes still closed, Sarah yawned longingly. She was warm and comfy and a small smile danced across her pink lips as she stretched her arms high above her head in contentment.

Pain shot through her like she had been shocked with an electric current as she moved and panic came flooding back through her system as her memory came back with a vengeance.

Sarah's eyes flew open with fear and panic as she tried to breathe in harsh breaths, but it hurt. Her lungs burned with a metallic taste as she tried to take in her surroundings, but it was all too much. Her eyes hadn't adjusted yet and everything was still blurry to her tired mind.

Squinting into the sunlit room, she began to identify shapes and colours. From what she could make out, she was back at the castle. "Or at least A castle" she thought nervously to herself.

Unease settled into her stomach as blood pounded through her system and she surveyed where she was. The room, which as far as Sarah could tell was a bedroom, was decorated in a dark royal blue with silver dancing across the walls in an elegant pattern. Sunlight cascaded in through huge panned windows and danced across the stone floor. It was pretty, in a masculine kind of way. Casting her eyes towards the ceiling, Sarah gasped quietly. The ceiling was covered in hundreds of small silver stars set the back drop of the night sky. It was stunning. If Sarah hadn't of been tucked up in bed she could of sworn she was back outside in the Labyrinth gazing up at the stars, like she had been just before Ebony had made his appearance.

Worry etched itself into Sarah's features as she wondered what had happened after she had blacked out. Had Jareth gone after Ebony? Did he catch him? Was he ok?

Question after question rushed through Sarah's tired mind as she stared at the stars.

Sarah lay there in the grand oak bed for what felt like hours smiling softly to herself just staring at the stars, the pain forgotten. She would try to count them in her foggy state, lose count, and then start again. They were magnificent, they made Sarah feel safe. At home under the night's sky. Although she was still unsure of the situation that she was in, Sarah couldn't ignore the feeling of warmth they gave her. She let out a soft sigh as she let the panic ease from her body. Whatever danger she had been facing had past, she just knew it. She was safe. In pain, but safe.

The heavy weight that had been draped across the side of the bed to left of Sarah shifted slightly. She hadn't given it any thought until now.

Tilting her head slightly, a small shocked smile snuck its way onto Sarah's pale face.

There in all his regal glory was the terrifying, almighty, Goblin King. Except, he wasn't terrifying or almighty. He was asleep. And slightly snoring.

Sarah giggled softly to herself as she watched the Goblin King groan in his restless sleep, his brow creased, a frown beginning to appear across his stunning features. At least he was safe Sarah thought as she surveyed the sleeping king letting relief wash through her tired system.

Sarah was confused.

After everything they had been through, through all the anger, all the threats, all the hate, he had still tried to save her. No, strike that, he did save her. She was alive because of him, because he had come galloping to the rescue. Sarah restrained herself from brushing the wayward golden strands of hair from his face as she gazed down at the King. He looked tired and worn as he continued to stir in his sleep.

"Well who wouldn't be tired after everything he's been through?" she thought bitterly to herself. He had fought to protect his kingdom from someone he was meant to be able to call family, he had watched as his brother was murdered trying to protect him, he had been forced to rule kingdom that he had never wanted according to Ebony, and to top it all off, two years later he had had his heart broken by a self child.

Guilt clawed at Sarah's stomach as she continued to gaze down at the handsome blonde male.

"Before you start feeling sorry for him, just remember he hasn't exactly been a Saint in all this, has he?" Her subconscious piped up.

Sarah frowned; begrudgingly the other part of her brain was right. He may have saved her but he was also the reason she was lying in this bed. If he hadn't of brought her back, she would probably be at home worrying about next week's chemistry final, not worrying about a punchered lung. "But, if he really hated me that much, he would of just let me die. Wouldn't he?" She pondered to herself.

He had made her life living hell for the past four years. He had taken Toby from her, forced her to run the Labyrinth, threatened her when she had defeated it, and had kept her constantly looking over her shoulder out of fear. Then he brought her here, away from her family, away from Toby. Sarah heart twinched with pain as she thought about the boy. She missed him greatly; she just wanted to scoop him up in her arms and hug him tight. But they had been reunited once before and they would be again.

Anger grumbled in her stomach as she thought about slapping the arrogant man while he was sleeping. It would probably be her only chance if she was honest with herself; she was already having to restrain herself from trying to find something to draw on him with. Maybe a nice pair of devil horns?

She giggled at the thought of the great Goblin King waking up to find a nice pair of permanent marker-ed horns sketched onto his forehead.

They had been through alot; there was no doubt about that.

Sarah began to feel sleep clawing at the corners of her mind as she continued to watch the sleeping blonde. Suddenly sleep seemed like a very good idea.

Shifting down the bed so she was lying comfortably next to Jareth, Sarah smiled as tried to fight a yawn.

At the end of it all, she had decided, there was one thing that mattered the most to Sarah. One thing that stood out to her amongst the rest. One thing that proved things aren't always what they seem, and people aren't always who you think they are.

"He still saved me" She yawned quietly to her inner voice, as a content sleep claimed her and she joined the King.

Jareth shifted from his sleeping position as he felt Sarah re position herself on the bed next to him. She must be awake he thought to himself, relieved.

Instead of waking, and being forced to deal with the reality of what had happened he decided to enjoy the quite moment between the two of them. Contentment rushed through his system as he continued to lie quietly next to Sarah.

"So much for being over her Goblin King" His inner conscious mocked him. Rolling his closed eyes, he silently told his conscious to shut up and tried to go back to sleep.

"He still saved me" Sarah's soft gentle voice sang in his ears as her breathing fell into a steady rhythm.

Jareth's heart skipped a beat as a grin broke out across his defined features. Maybe everything wasn't as hopeless as he thought it was...

Not my best work as I found half of this chapter in my notes so I've tried to pick it up again. Buuuut, i have started working on this story again so i promise the next chapter will be better, and have a lot more action. I just needed to get this out of the way :-)

R & R :)