Sarah didn't waste any time. She ran up the steps, taking two at a time. She slowed down when she saw the goblins looking sad, not even causing chaos.

She saw Hoggle, Ludo, and Sir Didymus with the line of goblins. "Guys!"

All three turned, shocked to see her.

"Sarah!"

"My Lady!"

"Girlie, I missed ya!"

Sarah hugged all three of them. "I'm so sorry that I didn't say goodbye."

"What happened?" Hoggle rubbed his eyes, trying to hide his tears but was doing a terrible job at it.

Sarah looked down, feeling awful. "I had an argument with Jareth. It's a long story. I had to get away, I didn't want to see him but I had been planning on coming back."

When she said her last sentence, she realized that it was always true. She had always intended on coming back in the back of her mind. She may have not thought about it consciously during the turmoil of the past few days, but she definitely did want to come back, even if she was mad at Jareth.

"I understands." Hoggle patted her shoulder. "Sometimes ya just have ta get away from him."

Sarah smiled sadly. "It appears that I can come back. I'm the Champion of the Labyrinth, so it means that I can freely leave. I missed you guys so much, but I have to say it was nice to see my family again."

"My Lady…" Sir Didymus was in awe. "Thou art spectacular. Thou art no damsel in distress and deserved to have seen thy family. But, why is My Lady back here?"

Sarah made sure to look at all of them with serious eyes. "I need to see Jareth. What's happened to him?"

They looked unsure of what to tell her, all looking at each other in fear.

"Tell me." She said with authority.

"King sick. King very sick." Ludo hung his head.

Sir Didymus wrung his hands. "I know that it is not in good form to talk about such things, but I fear that he is dying."

Sarah felt her heart squeeze in terror.

"His Majesty has asked to put away his things, as if there will be a new occupant soon. He has also asked for a letter to be given to the High Queen, should he pass away."

Sarah put a hand on her heart, steadying herself. "I have to see him."

"Sarah?" Ludo took her hand. "Why?"

Sarah stood up, shaking. "Because… I care about him. I would be in his place if I could."

"Sarah, don't say stuff like that." Hoggle looked alarmed.

"Would you like us to accompany you, My Lady?" Sir Didymus asked her.

Sarah shook her head. "No, thank you. You three are the best friends a girl could ever have. I will see him alone. But should I need you,"

She hugged them all at once. "I will call."

So alone, the Champion of the Labyrinth made her way to the King's chambers. She was about to knock when she felt tugging on her leg.

"Lady!" Evie hugged her. "I misses you lots."

Tears were streaming down her face as Sarah helped the little goblin, giving her as much assurance as she could.

"Don't go in!" She pointed at Jareth's door. "Kingy is sick. Kingy no want anyone to go in."

Sarah patted Evie's head, comforting her. "I know. But I'm going to, okay?"

"Kingy so tired, he not want to bog us." Evie tried to explain to Sarah the gravity of the situation as much as she could. "He that sick. I worry."

Sarah knelt down in front of Evie. "I'll handle him, okay? I'll take care of him."

Evie gave a nervous nod. "Okie. I go now. Lady need me, Lady call."

Sarah told her she would.

She didn't even bother to knock, she just turned the doorknob and went in.

What she saw made her break down in tears.

Jareth looked much worse than when she had seen him in the crystal. He was so pale and clammy. His eyes were closed, looking bruised and he was shirtless, revealing the sweat dotting his chest.

"I told you lot to leave me alone." She heard his voice croak. "Leave me."

"Jareth," she went to his side, her heart breaking. "It's me."

At her voice, he opened his eyes. "Sarah? It can't be."

She let out a dry laugh, holding his hand. It was cold and clammy but thankfully still alive. "It can and it is."

"No, not possible." He reached out, touching her cheek very gently. "You must be an illusion. I have wronged her too much for her to come back. Or maybe, you are the Angel of Death? Disguised to look like her to make my last moments happy? I suppose I can't complain."

"Stop saying those things." Sarah said fiercely, holding his cheek to her face. Tears fell freely. "I really am back. I promise."

He was feverish, his eyes not quite focused. A small smile was on his face. "It's really you?"

Sarah smoothed his hair. "Yes, Jareth. It's me. I came back here, to this room for you."

"Don't cry, Precious." He wiped a tear away with his thumb. "I didn't want you to see me like this."

Sarah started to get up, looking for a washcloth or something to cool him off. She was about to call the goblins but he hushed her. "Don't. Just let me go in peace."

"Jareth..." she sobbed, tears falling onto his chest. "I don't want you to go. Don't leave me."

"Shh." He put his finger to her lips. "You will be fine, Sarah. You have your family. Your loved ones."

He really didn't want to see her in pain, but he couldn't help but think of how happy he was that she was here with him. She really did look like an angel with her large green eyes and her beautiful hair framing her face even if she was crying.

His grandmother had said that someone had to proclaim their love him to break the spell. He was alright with the fact that he had learned to love, even if he would die. It was short, but it burned so brightly. It was more than he deserved. He understood that now.

"But what about you?" She put a hand on his chest, right above his heart. "There has to be a cure for whatever was happening."

Jareth just smiled at her. There was no cure, not for something like this. Her hand was warm, making him feel uncomfortably hot but he would rather break his own hands than to have her stop touching him at that moment. "I'm sorry, Sarah, for everything I did. For anything and everything wrong I've done. Maybe it's better this way, so that I can apologize to you. You deserved so much good in your life. Thank you for being here, for being my friend. For caring about and for me."

He traced the arch of her eyebrows. Her jawline. Her red lips. Oh, how he wanted to tell her that he loved her. How he wanted to kiss them. But it was better not to. If he did, he was afraid that she would live with guilt. That was the last thing he wanted for her.

"Jareth-" she started to speak.

He put a finger to her lips. "Shh. Let me finish. I want to say thank you. For bringing light to my goblins. To my kingdom. To me. You light everything that you touch. Never let that light dim for anyone. Never stop being who you are. Thank you for blessing me with your wonderful self."

He closed his eyes. He could feel that his time was coming.

"Jareth." Sarah held his hand. "Please don't go."

He didn't respond.

"Jareth. Please." Her voice rose higher. "Don't leave me."

He took in one more breath. Then out.

And then stopped.

The beating of his heart under her hand had stopped and his grip on her hand went limp.

"No. NO!" Sarah tried to shake him. "Don't go!"

He still had that peaceful smile on his face.

Sarah started to sob hysterically. She knew that he was gone but she didn't want to accept it. "NO!"

She threw herself onto him, wrapping her arms around him. "I can't do this. I can't go on without you. Jareth, how am I supposed to keep shining?! How am I supposed to live without you?"

She tangled her fingers in his messy hair. "I love you. I love you more than I can say. How do you expect me to live with my heart belongs with you? How do I live when you took that heart with you?"

She climbed into the bed with him, cradling him in her arms. She kissed his forehead affectionately. "I love you so much. I have never loved anyone the way I love you. Why didn't I say it before? Jareth, please come back. Please."

This kind of love was rare. She could and would never love another ever again. He really have her entire heart, and probably had at least a part of it ever since they first met.

What she didn't realize was that as she was proclaiming her love and begging, his body was repairing itself at a rate that was unfathomable to humans and to fae alike. A soft glow emanated from where his heart was, spreading to the rest of his body.

Sarah buried her face in his neck, still crying. "You said you would be there for me as the world falls down. But my world is falling and you're not here. I'm sorry. This is all my fault. If I hadn't wished Toby away, if I hadn't come down here then you wouldn't have exerted your magic and-"

She felt something warm and feathery enveloping her. She was startled, immediately stopping her rant and whimpered, looking to her side.

There were wings wrapped around her.

She felt a finger dip under her chin. A gentle hand moved her to face forward.

She couldn't breathe and shut her eyes. She was too afraid to look. Afraid that she was imagining things.

"Sarah, open your eyes."

She opened them to meet two, beautiful mismatched eyes. His cheeks weren't grey and ashen anymore, but a healthy, reddish glow.

"Jareth?" She whispered quietly. "But you, you just-"

"You saved me, Sarah." He sat up, his arms and wings around her still. No one had ever looked at her like that. No one had ever had such adoration in their eyes for her. He brushed a hair from her face. "Did you mean it?"

She hugged around him, sobbing into his chest. "Yes! I love you, Jareth. I love you so much, I could fly."

He laughed, holding her even tighter to his chest. "I love you, Precious. I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you. You deserve the moon. If you want to fly, I will take you to the skies with my wings."

She looked at his wings. Not just one wing, but TWO. "Your wings," she breathed in reverence. "They're back."

She ran her hand down the feathers but as gently as she could. "They're beautiful."

Jareth felt goosebumps up his spine. His wings were just as much of a part of his body as any other part of his body. For her to be touching them like this was making him feel so many things...

She looked into his eyes, happiness evident. As well as some questions.

"What do you wish to know?" He held her face in his hands. He would never get enough of her. He needed to be near her, to breathe in her scent and to touch her. After all, he had offered to be her slave once upon a time. "Anything you want to know, anything you need, I will give it to you. No more secrets between us."

Sarah couldn't believe how far they'd come. How they were so in love. How he was going to be fully honest with her. She had so many questions. What will happen now? What about his curse? Can she see her family? Can they travel between worlds? Can he see his own kind?

But she found that she didn't mind waiting.

She played with the chain of his medallion, feeling shy all of a sudden. "I do have a lot of questions..."

She shifted in his lap, her face closer to his. "But they can wait. Right now, I just want to be with you."

Jareth felt tears threatening to fall from his eyes. "My Precious Love."

Sarah slid her hands up his chest. Jareth took a deep breath in. It had been so long since he had been this close to anyone. She looked at his lips, carefully brushing her lips against his, as if scared of rejection.

Sarah had, of course, kissed before. But this was different. If there was such a thing as a soulmate, hers would be Jareth. The feeling inside of her was so overwhelming that she was afraid she'd fall over.

Jareth smiled as she started the kiss. He pushed it farther, enveloping her top lip with his own.

Sarah was shaking. She wanted him so much. She closed her eyes and kissed him a little harder. Jareth opened his lips, fully kissing her now.

Soon, they were pouring all of their love into the kiss. All of their hopes and dreams. Their desire for one another. Jareth held around her waist, Sarah wrapping her arms around his neck.

They pulled away for air. Jareth was now shaking harder than she was.

"Are you alright, Jareth?" She tangled her hands in his hair.

He nodded. "I just... I'm overwhelmed. Sarah, my love for you is so grand, I wonder if my heart can fit all of it in."

He leaned forward and kissed below her ear. Then across her jaw and down to her neck and her collar bone, whispering words of adoration. Sarah gasped as his lips made sure she felt good. Neck kisses were some of her biggest weakness.

"I love you." He hugged her tighter. "You are the only person I've ever loved like this. My light, my life."

Sarah traced her hands up his pointy ears. "Really?"

"Yes." He repressed a groan at her touching his ears. They were quite sensitive. "I have courted before but... never in love."

Sarah rubbed her nose against his. "I can't say I never loved before. But I can say that I've never loved anyone as much as you."

After a few more minutes of this, Sarah got up to tell the goblins that their king would be just fine, that he would heal but needed rest. She requested the cook to come in a few hours with some food for them both. She asked for some privacy until tomorrow.

She climbed back into bed with him, Jareth and his wings enveloping around her. "What do you want to do now?"

Sarah yawned a bit and snuggled against his chest. "I'm kinda tired, been up for a long time. Can we just go to sleep together? I don't want to be away from you."

Jareth kissed the top of her forehead. "Go to sleep, Precious. We will never part again for as long as you wish."

Predictable, but I felt bad about his wings. He deserves to have them back! I'm pleased that you guys seem to like the chapter with her mom and her stepdad. I thought it would be fitting she would be the one to guide Sarah back.

I contemplated on a chapter to explain everything but eh, I think there's something beautiful about simplicity. I'll just leave this as it is. I will have an epilogue though, but I haven't written it yet. Thank you for this! I hope that the ending was what you expected and wanted.