-Disclaimer: I do not own the Labyrinth or any of its original characters. They belong to Jim Henson.

A/N: The long awaited name for the little prince is in this chapter! I hope you all enjoy this one, I am trying to give you longer more descriptive chapters, so there may be a delay in updating. 3

Chapter 24: The Prince

"Once upon a time, there was a very handsome, very lonely Goblin King, he ruled most of the underground; all the creatures that inhabited the land feared him. You see because he was lonely... he was cruel, he wanted others to suffer the way he had suffered. Centuries and centuries alone with no queen to sit beside him and therefore no children to call his own, his curse was to take other children that had been wished away and turn them into changelings. "

"Until one day a beautiful human girl caught his attention, he was visiting the aboveground disguised as an owl, he saw the girl reciting fairy tales always in elaborate costumes, as the king watched the girl time and time again, he fell in love with her fools heart and planted his own fairy tale book so that he could have the chance of being with her. The book had the desired effect that the king had hoped for, at first the girl only saw the king as a villain, she wished her own brother away to him and was forced the run the labyrinth to get him back. What the girl didn't know was that the king had intended for her to win the labyrinth and at their final confrontation he would offer her all of her dreams, but the king hadn't anticipated that he had overestimated her readiness..."

"She rejected him... and returned back home with her brother, leaving him alone in despair once again. Until one fateful day she called for him to return to her, to rescue her from an evil... Erhm... troll, the worst possible kind too."

"The king rescued her and brought her back to the underground with him, where he charmed her into becoming his queen. Their love was pure, true and unconditional, his queen then gave him a gift that he never thought he would ever have, not even all the magic in the underground could ever mimic this gift... she gave him a child, a prince." Jareth told majestically.

"There is more to the story my son, but I will finish it later, perhaps before your next sleep, you seem to do that a lot." Jareth said softly, gazing into his newborns eyes.

Jareth pulled his son deep into his chest, memorizing his scent and taking in all of his tiny features, from his miniature Fae like facial features, to his tiny hands and feet. He couldn't help but notice his still translucent skin, all the tiny veins beneath the surface were visible. He watched him which such a profound sense of wonder and awe, he couldn't no matter how hard he tried, pry his eyes away from him.

Lidia had been in frequently to check in on the both of them, she had asked repeatedly to see the prince but Jareth declined every time. He had known well before he was born what it meant for the underground and what it meant for all of them, he wouldn't trust anyone anymore, not even their midwife.

"Are you sure I can't take him for a while your majesty, you yourself should get some rest.. You two can't just sit here watching her highness sleep." Lidia said argumentatively.

"We are just fine here, I was actually just about to make this little prince a bed fit for a future king." Jareth said smirking.

Jareth laid his hand out flat and a crystal appeared on his palm, he then gently let it float away and as it popped it turned into the most elaborate basinet ever made, it looked to be made of gold all the way from the rails, down to the legs that held it up. The inside of the bed had a beautiful mint green mattress, along with matching silk linens, it was completed with a chiffon canopy that delicately wrapped around it.

"Oh well that is fit for royalty isn't it." Lidia said slightly shocked.

"Only the best for our little prince." Jareth said grinning.

"Well you majesty, that baby won't feed itself, we are going to have to wake up the queen, there are no longer any wet nurses in the underground, if he doesn't have a feed soon, I'm afraid she won't be able to keep up with him, newborns need to feed every few hours." She said informatively, making her way over to the bed where Sarah laid.

"I will wake my wife, you've poked and prodded her enough for a lifetime." Jareth said harshly, pushing Lidia back with a flick of his wrist.

"I apologise your majesty, but she was in fact loosing a lot of blood and also lost consciousness, you do forget that while she is immortal now, she is still human in the sense of she is not protected against injury or illness... she can still die, I do wish you would let me look at the child, I would like to see just how much Fae he has inherited.. how much of your bloodline." She said challengingly.

"I am capable of accessing my own child, you forget your place Lidia, my power far exceeds your own- or any creature of the underground for that matter. You have stopped my wife's bleeding, now I suggest you leave these quarters immediately, should the need arise that we need you, you will be called." He replied angrily pointing towards the door.

Jareth sat angrily in his chair, he knew full well what Lidia wanted to assess because he had already done so the moment his son was placed in his arms. Their child possessed traits from both his parents, both raw adulterated power and the weaknesses that come from being human. The power as he expected was the same as his own, possibly with the potential to be more, his human vulnerability was like his mothers, some may have viewed it as a weakness but to Jareth it's what made him perfect, he was powerful, but also pure and innocent like his mother. The perfect blend of the both of them, all it meant to him was that he had to protect him, it meant that he had to change, to be better.

I made this. We made this. So fragile and defenceless, everything has changed from this moment forward. I will protect you with every fibre of my body, every morsel of magic I possess I will use to ensure that not a hair on your head is ever injured.

Jareth was distracted from his thoughts as Sarah rose out of bed, wincing slightly at her fresh wounds.

"Are you finished scolding my midwife? You are such an old grumpy man sometimes." She snorted.

"You shouldn't be trying to get out of bed, just lay back down and rest." He said springing up.

"I don't think little Mike appreciates you swinging him around like that." She said smugly.

"There is no way the prince of the underground is going to be called Mike." He sparred back adding sarcasm onto the name.

"Well look... Here's the plan, I need to go pee, when I get back, I want to feed my son and then I suppose names can be up for discussion." She said sharply.

Jareth rolled his eyes out of frustration and placed "Mike" into his elaborate bed, he then made his way over to her to help her out of bed, grabbing one of her arms and placed it over his neck, attempting to pull her up into a bride/groom carry.

"I can do it myself! I'm not broken." She said angrily, shoving him slightly.

Jareth released her and watched her slowly and painfully ease herself out of the bed, she had walked about four feet when she turned around to look at him, tears rolled down her face.

"I'm sorry, I need you... Hormones..." She said defeatedly crying.

Jareth playfully smiled at her.

"It's okay precious, I still love you"

"You're loving me helpless aren't you?" She said spitefully, allowing him to grasp at her waist.

"I don't need you to help me pee you know! I just need help getting to the door." She added defensively.

"I know... I know... You're independent." He said softy.

Once Sarah was back into bed, Jareth grabbed their son and placed him into her arms.

"I'm sorry little one, you must be starving, I slept a lot longer than I should have... but I heard your father keeping you entertained, a very interesting story he told you, I think that you will find that the Queen's version is slightly different, but that's for another time." She said sarcastically.

Jareth smiled cheekily at her comment and then decided to lay down next to his family on the other side of the bed, the sheets were all fresh as he had taken advantage of his magic while Sarah had been asleep and had changed them with one swift movement of his hand, a long with her nightgown.

Sarah watched her baby's head move frantically from left to right and place his tiny hands into his mouth.

"He's rooting, he's starving." She said softly, undoing the buttons on her nightgown.

"Rooting?" Jareth asked.

"it's a reflex that babies do when they are really hungry." She explained.

"I remember my stepmom talking about it when she had Toby, she pretty much laid in bed with him on her boob for like three days, saying some mantra." She said.

"Nose to nipple." She chanted to herself softly.

"Let's give it a try shall we Mike." she added.

She placed her baby right under her left nipple and waited for him to open his mouth real wide and then forced him onto it as quickly as she could, instant suction was created and Sarah relaxed at the feeling of nourishing her baby.

"Mike isn't going to cut it precious... I was thinking more along the lines of something more powerful... dominate." He said firmly.

"like Jareth Junior." He said smiling.

"Um no, he needs to have him own identity." She argued back.

Jareth sighed in frustration... "Junior is technically it's own name."

"I want something that is from the aboveground, but I actually don't mind the idea of having a double name. And even starting with J." She said in a compromising tone.

"How about.."

"JJ."

"John Jacob."

"It has a nice ring to it doesn't it." He said smiling.

"JJ."

"Okay." He said agreeing.

Sarah continued to try to feed JJ but she found breast feeding much harder than it looked, he kept pulling himself on and off of her breast leaving her feeling sore and raw in a matter of under an hour.

Jareth must not have been able to see the new fear of motherhood on her face, because he was blinded but adoration for his wife, the miracles that she just kept giving... giving life and then also sustaining it.

She is truly the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on, more beautiful now as a mother then when she was only my wife and queen. She's sustaining life that I have made. Sustaining a part of me.

"God I miss my mother, for the first time in years, I actually feel like I need her." She said with tears rolling down her face.

"I would offer to go and fetch her, but I won't be leaving the two of you alone for the foreseeable future. " He said almost in a whisper.

"You don't need her anyways, we will figure this out together." He said brushing her tears with his thumbs.

Sarah looked at him confused by his comment but was quickly distracted when he didn't engaged further, her thoughts were then drawn to more pressing matters.

"I'm starving, you know your little practical joke of peaches, wasn't exactly filling." She said sarcastically.

"What?" He asked shocked.

"When I said I was hungry this morning, you made that basket of peaches appear on my vanity?" She explained questionably.

"And what do you mean you won't be leaving us alone for the foreseeable future, what's wrong Jareth, something is clearly bothering you." She asked firmly.

"Nothing precious, the babe most likely made the basket appear and only meant I won't be leaving the underground any time soon without you." He explained apprehensively."

Sarah looked at Jareth untrusting but decided that it wasn't worth an argument between them, Soon she settled herself back into the bed and was asleep with JJ on her heaving chest.

Jareth nervously peeled him off of her breast and strolled around the room with him, he then ducked into a new adjoining door that was now a beautifully furnished nursery. He placed his son onto his back to change him, once he was finished he then picked him up and continued pacing around the room with him pressed against his chest.

"This is apart of the story that I can only tell you my son, only you because you don't yet understand my words." He explained.

"Once the prince was born, The king had to protect both him and the Queen, the king didn't want the queen to worry so he kept his burden a secret."

"You see my son, there were creatures in the underground, that would want to hurt the new prince. And this made the king fear everything."

A/N: I hope you guys liked this one, I am wondering how everyone feels about the name? I wanted something humanly, but also something majestic and strong like Jareth, I actually really struggled to pick one.

I also added Sarah's mother into the chapter, I think is a realistic aspect after having a baby, you just want your mom!

Please let me know what you think!

Xx pixie dust