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

Two chapters today, sorry I have not been updating as regularly, been a little bit busy with the holidays and also been struggling with some mild writers block.

Chapter 18: The Dungeon

Sarah began to slowly walk down the dark stairwell, there were few candles lit along the sides of the stone walls, but they did very little at producing much light. She could barely see the next step along the stairs, she hesitated for a moment with the thoughts of

"perhaps this isn't a good idea, what if I fall?"

" What if Jareth comes back and catches me in the act?"

" What if the guards don't listen to me and don't even let me into the cell?"

These were all questions she would set aside for the time being because at this pinnacle moment in her life, she was so angry and tried of being angry that her only other emotion that she felt capable of expressing was recklessness. She knew that if Jareth were to catch her that he would be absolutely furious, she had even thought that perhaps he may never truly forgive her. It was a risk that she felt she had to take- if she was ever going to rid her mind of nicks torture.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she decided to add more spring into her step, more authority and determination in her walk. She wasn't sure how she was going to get past the goblin guards but she knew it was going to involve her throwing her weight around a bit and by weight, she meant power.

She was the Goblin Queen and by her new found rights they would have to listen to her, this is what she told herself as she stomped down the dark stone corridors. The dark and damp atmosphere of the dungeon made her pull her shawl up over her shoulders, crossing her arms over to insulate more heat. She looked down to the ground and crinkled her soft features at the sight of the train of her dress soiling on the stone floor, the delicate fabric appeared to be lightly tearing and staining from the uneven surface.

As her anticipation heighted she felt a sharp pain in her side, her baby began to kick at her heightened emotions.

"You stop that, mummy needs to get this done- for us." She said tenderly rubbing the aching spot.

She was surprised to see that only a couple of the cells had occupants in them and to her knowledge there didn't appear to be any guards present. She shrugged her shoulders at this and kept on her mission it had been a good thirty minutes of walking down the long corridor when she finally came to the last cell, she looked in prepared to give up her search, she felt her entire body tense at the sight of Nick chained to the wall.

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"Your majesty, will you be having any supper tonight." Echo said through the door of the royal chambers.

She held a gold tray with fresh flowers in a small bouquet with Sarah's favourite food for the time being- chicken and vegetables, her appetite hadn't been great since she had become pregnant, although she wasn't sick she constantly felt that her baby took up so much room these days that she found It hard to eat enough to sustain them both, Jareth was always on her back about needing to eat more and always insisted it was nutritional.

Echo waited for a response. But nothing.

"Your majesty, are you okay in there?" Echo said softly.

Echo hesitantly placed the tray down by the door and decided she would leave her dinner there for a little while in case she was asleep. She knew that Sarah napped often, due to her pregnancy, but she always accepted her dinner and she always asked Echo to come in when she would knock at the door, they had actually become in the habit of having a little chat in the evenings, especially when Jareth was busy working or otherwise busy.

"I'll be back shortly." She said softly to herself and with that was off down the hall to finish her cleaning of the throne room.