Disclaimer: I don't own The Labyrinth or any of its characters. I do, however, lay claim to Jareth, sigh, wait, I'm being told that I cannot in fact claim Jareth. Not only would it be illegal, but would apparently cause a riot of epic proportions.
Siobhan and Mac entered the 53rd Precinct at shift change. Siobhan looked around and noted the order in the seeming chaos around her. Two uniformed officers walked a thin dirty man between them who was giggling like a maniac and missing his pants. As they walked by, he wagged his wrinkled, shriveled penis at her and broke out in full cackling laughter at her horrified look. She didn't know what she found most offensive, his lewd gesture, or the horrific stench coming from his body and the mouth full of rotting teeth. The officers gave his arm a sharp tug, nodded briefly at her and murmured, "Ma'am."
Mac approached the desk and leaned over to ask the Sergeant, "Where can I find Donaldson and Kinecke?" The desk Sergeant looked down at the roster sheet and replied, "Their shift is up in 30, they're probably in the bull pen." Nodding his thanks, Mac turned around and took Siobhan gently by the elbow.
"Third floor. Our first two and a couple of the best cops I know are getting ready to go off shift. Let's see if they want to have a little fun tonight." He led her through the crowded room toward the stairs in the back, as they started walking up, Siobhan briefly looked at him before asking, "Is it always like this?"
"At shift change? Yeah," he said at her nod. "It seems like everyone decides to misbehave when they think we won't be paying attention because we want to go home."
"And do you go out to the streets and bring in half naked, stinking men?" She asked softly, wondering at the life this gentle giant led.
"Nope, not anymore." He replied, "I got my gold shield about 3 years back. I hooked on with the drug task force, mostly we do raids." At her raised eyebrow and questioning look, he continued, "After the undercovers identify the dealers and we get enough evidence, we go in and clear out their hideaways. We seize their assets and catalog all the contents. Then we hand it over to the prosecutor."
"Is it dangerous?" She asked softly.
He paused on the stairs for a moment and looked at her beautiful face, wondering just how much he should tell her. Mentally shrugging, he figured in for a dime, in for a dollar. He inhaled her sweet fragrance, gods she smelled good, like lavender and moonlight, "It can be. Most drug dealers aren't happy about having their stuff impounded by the police. Not just the drugs, that makes the plenty mad on their own, but their cars, houses, jewelry, really anything of value, the only thing they're really left with is the clothes on their back."
"You are a very brave man Mac." She said softly, brushing a soft kiss across his lips. "I am honored that you have joined us."
Mac had a brief moment to pause and consider what he was about to do, he wondered what Jareth and Liam might do to him, then decided to hell with it. Gently, he put his hand at the back of her head and drew her to him, slanting his lips across hers, he kissed her for all he was worth. He poured all of the pent up longing and uncertainty into that kiss, he drew her tongue into a dance with his and caressed her lips with tender longing. He felt her sigh as she sank into him, wrapping her arms around him, pressing herself to him in a promise of things to come. Feeling her heart beat in the same wild rhythm as his, Mac shuddered and deepened the kiss more. Part of him was appalled at himself for kissing her like this in the middle of the dingy stairwell, another part, one that he wanted to give in to, gloried in her response to him. Her softs sighs and moans drove him on and fueled the fire burning in him for her.
Reluctantly he pulled away from her, trying to ignore her sounds of protest and the caressing hands that attempted to draw him back. "Siobhan," he groaned, "Baby, please." He sighed as her lips investigated his neck and traced warm kisses across his collarbone.
"Mac." She murmured in response, "I have been waiting for you to kiss me for hours. I thought you never would." She whispered huskily. "Please don't make me wait for more."
Mac groaned in frustration and dragged her hands from around his neck. Looking at her deeply, he placed a finger under her chin and kissed her tenderly on the forehead.
"Honey, I would like nothing more than to forget this whole thing and take you back to my place for the next month." At her sound of encouragement, Mac mentally braced himself against his bodies reaction to her willingness. "We can't, baby," he sighed. "Raving Fae lunatic, remember?"
She pouted prettily and snorted in annoyance, "You are right." She admitted. "I let my feelings get the best of me for a moment."
"Rain check?" He asked, chuckling a little at her look of confusion. "We'll pick this up later at a more appropriate time and place." He clarified.
"Most definitely." She said, moving to continue up the stairs. Turning to grin at him saucily, she said, "When that time presents itself, I will not be deterred."
Lord, have mercy! He thought as he watched the sway of her hips as she climbed the stairs ahead of him. Grinning, he took two at a time and caught up with her.
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Robert Williams was just relaxing with the evening paper when a knock sounded at the door. Toby came bounding out of the kitchen, running to answer.
"Find out who it is first son!" Robert shouted, sighing in frustration as the 11 year old boy flung open the door without care or caution.
"It's Sarah!" He called. Then pausing, tilted his head and added, "And two dudes!"
Jareth crouched down to look Toby in the eye, "And How are you this evening, young man?" He asked smoothly, "Your sister and I have come to speak with your father. I wonder if you would mind keeping Liam here occupied?" He said, gesturing behind him.
"Wow!" Toby said wide eyed. "Sure, I guess I can help you out." Toby tried acting nonchalant and put upon, but Sarah and Jareth both saw the sparkle of excitement in his eyes.
Robert stepped up behind his son and eyed his daughter and her companions thoughtfully.
"Sarah," he said carefully, "This is an unexpected surprise."
"Hi, dad." She replied, reaching over Toby to give her father a hug. "I'm sorry I didn't call first, there is something important we need to discuss."
"So I gathered." Squeezing Toby's shoulders to get his attention, Robert said, "Toby, why don't you show Liam your video games in the family room."
"Before my homework is done?" Toby asked, cautiously excited.
Robert smiled indulgently at him and tousled his curly mop of golden blond hair. "Just this once."
Toby squealed with excitement, grabbing Liam by the hand he started pulling him into the house and down the hall, excitedly asking him if he preferred Donkey Kong or Space Invaders. "I have Nintendo, so we could play Mario Brothers if you prefer, but Sar's old Atari is so much more fun, it's retro." He said matter of factly.
Sarah smiled after them, hoping that the time Liam had spent above had prepared him for the video game challenge that Toby was currently issuing.
"So, what's going on Sarah?" Robert asked pointedly.
Sarah sighed and looked at her father, noticing for the first time, the gray at his temples and the tired lines around his mouth and eyes.
"Maybe we should take this in to your office, dad." She said gently.
"By all means," he replied, leading the way.
Once they were all seated and Robert had offered Jareth a brandy, Sarah took a deep breath and began with the cover story that they had come up with on the 90 minute train ride.
"Dad, the thing is, I've been working with Interpol on a highly classified case." Sarah looked to Jareth for encouragement, at his slight nod, she continued. "The criminal we have been targeting is extremely viscous, deadly." Taking a deep breath and continuing under Roberts steady gaze, Sarah weaved the lie that she regretted having to tell, but knowing was necessary to protect her father and Toby.
"So," Robert said at the end, "You and Agent King have been gallivanting the globe, chasing a murderous maniac, to keep the world a little safer?"
"Yes." She replied simply, bowing her head against her father's steady gaze.
"Sarah," her father said, "Look at me."
Raising her head she met him and the eye, expecting to be blasted by his temper and thrown out on her ear. "I'm so proud of you." He said simply.
Sarah stared at him in shock, "But," she spluttered, "I've put you and Toby in danger!"
"Yes, I would have liked to avoid that side effect." He said, "But what you are doing, you're going to save lives. That's admirable."
Sarah wondered how admirable he would think it was if he knew the entire story.
"So, Agent King," Robert said, "Interpol has a safe house where Toby and I can stay temporarily?"
Sarah, Jareth and Liam had decided to take Robert and Toby to the Underground for the duration. The best way to do that was take them to a little known manor house in the Elvin Kingdom, the area so closely resembled the French countryside that Jareth thought it would be a simple matter to alter their memory. Liam would implant the memory of a private jet taking them to the safe house and the car ride there from the airport. They had decided that was the best course of action at this time. Sarah had agreed to the elaborate ruse with the understanding that when this was all over, Robert would be told the truth and he and Sarah would decide what, if anything, to tell Toby.
"That is correct, Mr. Williams." Jareth replied, giving Sarah a sidelong look. "Given that Sarah and I's presence is required in the City, we will be sending Liam and two other agents with you, Gavin and Rowena. They have been stationed outside your home since word of the potential threat came through."
"Well then, I'll gather some things for Toby and I and we'll get going." Robert said, standing up and reaching out to take Jareth's hand.
"Just one thing, dad," Sarah said, "The safe house is very remote, very rustic…" At a loss how best to explain, Sarah looked to Jareth.
"Ah, yes," he said, picking up on the problem. "There is no electricity at the safe house. There is indoor plumbing, all your needs will be met by the staff, however, young Toby will be unable to bring his video game systems." Jareth explained. "You understand the need for this safe house to be completely off the grid, so to speak." He finished.
"Well, that will be a little rough on Toby if it takes too long to tie this guy up." Robert said, chuckling at his own joke. "I don't think he'll be too put out, this will all be a great adventure for him."
While Robert went upstairs to pack a couple of bags, Sarah and Jareth went into the family room where Liam and Toby were playing a spirited game of space invaders.
"Hey Tobes," Sarah said. "You and dad are going to take a little trip, ok?"
"But I have baseball practice tomorrow." Toby said plaintively, "And Josh Alden said he was going to bring the baseball his dad caught at the World Series, I want to make sure all the signatures are legit."
"I'm sorry, Toby," Sarah said, feeling like the worst sister ever. "I wouldn't make you go if it weren't very important."
Toby huffed and turned his back on his sister. His back stiff and straight as he furiously concentrated on the game.
"Let me talk to him." Jareth offered, moving to sit next to Toby on the sofa. He murmured in Toby's ear for a moment, then Toby jumped up and exclaimed, "For real?" At Jareth's nod, he let out a whoop and ran out of the room to find his father, determined to make sure he packed the right clothes for him.
"What did you say to him?" Sarah asked.
"I told him that you were working undercover for Interpol and that the man we were chasing had threatened him and your father, I explained that they were both in grave danger and would have to immediately go to a safe house in the French countryside." Jareth replied.
Sarah looked at him, mouth hanging open. "That worked?" She asked, flabbergasted.
"Young boys are notoriously blood thirsty," Jareth replied, smirking, "I merely appealed to his sense of adventure."
"Men." Sarah muttered, turning away to go see if her dad needed any help.
Thirty minutes later, Robert and Toby packed up, Liam drove away in the family care, carrying them to safety. As Sarah watched her little brother waving from the back seat of the sedan, her glamour wavered for a brief moment with her anger. She turned feral Fae eyes on Jareth and snarled, "Let's get this bastard."