Dissclosure: I do not own the Labyrinth or any of its original characters, they belong to Jim Henson.

Chapter 11: The Wish

It had been months since Jareth and Sarah had wed, they had made passionate love to each other every night and sometimes even sporadically throughout the day. Jareth had been over the moon with the idea of Sarah becoming pregnant and jumped at any opportunity at trying to get the job done. He had explained to Sarah on the night of their wedding what Rowan's comment had implied. Fae women often struggled at the prospect of conceiving, which was why Jareth leapt at the opportunity of taking children from the aboveground. He had also explained that had he kept Toby he would have raised him as his own.

He never though in a million years that he may become a father to his own bloodline and the idea of it thrilled him to his very core.

During the day while Jareth was attending to his royal duties, Sarah enjoyed curling up on the large comfy lounge chair next to the fire and reading one of the many books in the library. Sometimes her friends would come and take her out into the labyrinth, Sarah always enjoyed this. Except for the one incident where she had decided to wander off and ended up in the fieries forest, Jareth had to stop what he was doing to come and collect her before her head was removed. Safe to say he was not impressed.

Jareth was in his throne room, one leg was thrown over the side. He had his hand on his chin rubbing his black leather glove across it, he appeared to be deep in thought. He had been wondering for quite sometime now, how Nick had known just how to conjure him and how he had known that Jareth would have to take the creature back with him to the underground. He had decided that Nick was a loose canyon and would need to be dealt with urgently. He had promised Sarah that this week he would take her back to the aboveground to see her family, however he now thought that perhaps it may not be the best idea.

"Jareth." Sarah said timidly peering in through the door.

"Yes my love, come in, this is your castle too now, you don't need to ask permission to enter." He said lovingly.

Sarah proceeded to enter the room still cautious, she always found the throne room to be unappealing even though Echo seemed to be constantly cleaning it.

"I just came to let you know that I have finished packing for our trip aboveground." She said excitedly.

"Oh, that's brilliant that you are so organised, but we won't be going now, I will let you know when I have decided on a more appropriate time, I don't imagine it will be anytime soon though." He said disappointingly.

"What?! But you promised me we would go!" She shouted childishly.

"I know that I did but things have changed, I don't feel it would be safe for you, especially now that you may have a babe." He said sharply.

"You're not being fair!" She shouted helplessly.

"My dear Sarah, you say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is. Need I remind you that I am king and I am allowed to be unfair, even to you." He said spitefully.

And with that comment said, Sarah was so angry and felt so helplessly out of control that she stomped over to where the Goblin King stood and raised her hand up angrily to slap him. Jareth grabbed her by the wrist swiftly and firmly. He stared down into her emerald green eyes, his eyes black- filled with anger. He eased up his grip when he saw the fear in her eyes, as angry as he was he did not want her to fear his touch.

"I have never raised my hand to a woman in my existence Sarah. You are bloody lucky that I vowed to you that I would never raise my hand to you in anger. I am still your king and I will have your respect, if I tell you no, then the answer if no. You will obey me." He said cruelly.

"And if I don't? What are you going to do punish me? She bit back.

Jareth looked at her, sheer anger in his eyes with a hint of cruelty, with one arm he reached out and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into an aggressive kiss. This time Sarah successfully slapped him straight across the face. Jareth looked at her and smiled, he then grabbed her again with both arms and kissed her more deeply than the first time, this time reaching down to pull her chiffon dress up to reveal her creamy thighs, he growled into her mouth at the thought of taking her against the near by wall.

"Don't you fucking touch me, you can't control me like I'm one of your goblins. I want to go home." Sarah shouted pushing him off of her, wiping the kiss him her lips.

"I don't want to make love to my goblins pet and need I remind you... You are home and you better get comfortable." He said harshly.

Sarah looked at Jareth with disdain, her eyes filled with tears, she could not bare to be around him and with that ran out the door and through the hallway into the bedroom, she proceeded to her vanity and pulled the crystal out the drawer.

Jareth sat in his throne shaking his head, he ran a long gloved hand through his hair.

"Such a stubborn little pet." He laughed to himself.

Sarah reappeared in the throne room with the crystal Jareth had given her in her hand.

"You said that this crystal possessed your power, and it would give me anything I wished. Well what if I wish it to take me home?" She said unsoundly, with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Sarah, do not defy me, You wish yourself out of here and perhaps I will not be so kind as to come and collect you like I did last time." He said firmly.

She looked at him angrily, the hurt by his cruel words obvious in her eyes.

"I wish... I wis-." She said in a gentle whisper.

Jareth materialised in front of her, his gloved hands wrapped around her wrist grasping the crystal in his hand.

"You daft girl, what the bloody hell do you think you are doing, give me that before you get yourself into another bloody mess!" He shouted violently.

"I wish to go home, right now." She said bluntly.

End of Chapter 11