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Chapter 15: The Underground

"It doesn't matter, I pierced you with it! You don't have any power!" Nick shouted in fear, struggling to free his arm from Jareth's grasp, he pulled firmly but Jareth's hold was too strong, he didn't so much as flinch by Nicks efforts.

"Oh I don't need any powers, I think I will start your way." Jareth said sharply.

Jareth stood towering over Nick, he held his arm where he kneeled stopping him from striking Sarah. With both gloved hands he hiked Nick up from where he was and threw him across the room sending him crashing into the wall, leaving him unconscious.

He reached down and pulled Sarah up, he looked down at her with troublesome eyes. He pulled her face to his almost aggressively; urgency in his touch, he took her into a long and passionate kiss, pulling her body as close to his as space permitted.

"I'm so sorry I gave you that stupid ring, I don't know what I was thinking. " he said releasing her lips from his.

"It's not your fault, you didn't know any of this was going to happen." Sarah said sadly.

"He wished me to come didn't he?" Sarah asked.

"Yes, but It was my fault I told him that you were my queen and it put ideas into his head... I let my rage and pride get in the way of your safety- and my babe..." Jareth trailed off lowering his hands to Sarah's stomach.

" I've got to get you home, you need a healer right away. I could not live with myself if something happens to our baby because of me." Jareth said anxiously.

"I've been waiting centuries for you, little one." Jareth whisper looking down, obviously not speaking to her directly but to their unborn child.

Sarah grabbed Jareth's face between her hands and pulled his face down to lock his eyes with her own.

His mismatched eyes looked deep into green ones.

"We are going to be fine, stop worrying, I love you." She said softly.

"We love you." She added smiling.

"Besides, it looks like you need a healer more we do." She said looking at His wounds worriedly.

"These scratches? I'll have these sorted by my own hand faster than you can blink. We just need to get home first." He replied coolly.

Jareth smiled at Sarah's worry. He held her close to him, so close that Sarah felt like he would never let her go. She pulled him off of her and looked up to him again with worry in her eyes.

"What are we going to do with him?" she asked.

"Say your right words my love and you will be free." Jareth said smirking, one eyebrow cocked.

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"Welcome to the underground." Jareth said coldly, laying Nick with a square blow to the face.

Jareth knelt down to look at his face and smiled as he looked up to him, his face bloody and swollen from the beating Jareth had given him in the moments leading up.

"Don't go soft on me just yet, I am only warming up" He said laughing.

"Oh just look what you've done here, you've put blood on my gloves, I'll just have to go and change them now won't I... Did you know that Fae are about ten times stronger than humans, that's why this hurts so much." Jareth added smiling.

"I'll be back shortly to welcome you properly into my home." He said sarcastically, turning to leave the room.

"You guard him with your life, do not let him move, speak, don't even let the maggot cry." Jareth said to his goblin guards as he left the castle dungeons.

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Jareth was angry.

Angry at Nick.

Angry at the situation that they were in.

But most of all he was angry with himself.

He had ignored his anger towards himself and had taken all of it out on Nick. Nicks injuries purposely mimicked the ones that Sarah had come to the labyrinth with. Now Jareth just had to figure out exactly how he would get into his head and give him nightmares the way his beloved did. He hated him with every single fibre of his body and he wanted that bastard dead- but not just yet, a sufficient amount of torture would need to be administered, to Jareth however- It would never be enough. As much as he had wanted to stay and continue to play with his food, he was desperately worried about Sarah and wanted to speak to the healer himself to ensure that his family was safe.

"Thank you for coming so quickly Vaidia." Jareth said thankfully.

"You say that they will both be okay?" he asked softly.

"Yes your majesty, I do not know how it is possible given her trauma, but they both appear to be okay now. The child is fine and growing beautifully, she appears to be about 12 weeks along."

" Now that you are also feeling better and have extracted the iron from your body, I cannot see why any further issues would arise. Her highness is a young healthy human woman, she is more capable at birthing a child than a fae female. However, I would not advise you to travel to the aboveground again until after the child is born- for its own safety if not for the queens as well." The elven midwife said, a smile on her face present, hoping to settle the kings evident anxiety.

"I am relieved to hear and yes I will speak to her when she wakes about travelling. I hope that you will be able to attended to my wife throughout her pregnancy, I know it is far for you to travel but I assure you I will make it worth your while." Jareth said kindly.

"Thank you your majesty, I would be honoured to serve you both. I will be back in a few days to check on them both. Make sure she gets plenty of rest and stays in bed. Nutritious meals will also help with her condition." She said informatively

"I will make sure of it." Jareth said seriously.

The young midwife nodded in acknowledgment and displayed a small curtsey, then proceeded to exit the royal bed chambers.

Sarah lay in bed asleep, her cheeks were tear stained which confirmed Jareth's suspicion that once he had left the room she had relented to her feelings and had succumbed to her emotions. Jareth removed his blood stained gloves and quickly vanished them, he didn't want Sarah to be further traumatised by the sight of Nick's blood. He then gently glided his hand down her face, past her delicate shoulders and collar bone. He found her small bump just below her hands and rested them there. He then bent his head down and rested his lips just above his hands.

"I can't wait to meet you." He whispered kissing Sarah's stomach gently before turning to head back out the door.

Jareth made his way back down to the dungeon, he had decided he wasn't going to kill Nick just yet, looking at Sarah laying in his bed- their bed, it had reminded him of the night he had brought her back to the labyrinth, the night she had been beaten and nearly raped. Nick would need something far worse than a sudden death, he needed to be drawn out.

Jareth had decided on a temporary, perfectly planned form of torture. That would in fact, make Nick wish he had never been born. He smiled to himself as he entered the door to the cell door. Nick's head was bent down as his hands were held in shackles above his head. Jareth arranged himself in front of Nick's face, his mismatched eyes looked into his with a profound sense of cruelty.

He formed a crystal in his hands and held it out to Nick.

"Do you know what this is?" He said coldly.

"Go Fuck yourself." Nick Spat.

"I tried to give a crystal like this with my Sarah when we first met, the crystal came with the offer of her dreams, when she would look into it, it would give her all of her desires."

"Do you know what her desires were?" Jareth asked smoothly.

"To be my Queen- she wanted a fairytale ending and you'll not ruin that for her." Jareth said firmly.

"Unfortunately for you, this crystal isn't a gift, it is a curse. And it won't show you your dreams."

"This crystal will give you and replay, your most deepest darkest fear." He explained.

"You won't mind if I take quick look before, I start you feature presentation will you?" Jareth asked playfully.

Jareth peered down into the crystal and chuckled uncontrollably.

"I thought it would have been better."

He then placed the crystal floating heavenly in between Nicks eyes, he turned to walk out of the dungeon to join his wife in bed, as he turned around to see Nick he was pleased to see that his face was vacant with tears streaming down his face.

"Enjoy your show, I'm not too sure when the movie will end." Jareth shouted hysterically, his chuckling fading out down the hall.

End of Chapter 15

Jareth and his cruel streak!