DISCLAIMER: i do not own the labyrinth, not any of it's charaters.

READ THIS AN: well, third chapter put up in a day. i have to say it's all thanks to kittyloverluna. she reviewed my story, we got to talking, and i couldn't help but write more. she even inspired me with her own labyrinth story, which i must say is fantastic. after reading this chapter, Write a review, then look up kittyloverluna and read Erase my shattered past. She did a wonderful job. This chapter is dedicated soully to her.

Sarah didn't have to walk far before she came to the next obstacle in her way. It was a stinking bog, one which stank to high heaven. How anything could live or grow there was amazing to her, but still, she had to get threw it to get to the end. She came to a bridge that looked to old to be used, but she had to cross it to get threw. The first step she took on the bridge, she heard a shrill "HALT." stepping back, she looked across the bridge to see where I came from. A small dog like creature came out of an old tree, waving a cane around. "you must halt, no one may pass without my permission."

"WHAT? Who would make up such a ridiculous rule in a place that stinks so much," Sarah said, holding her sleeve over her nose.

"why the king, my lady. And I do not know of this stink that you speak of," he said.

"well, I've got to pass, I need to get to the other side of the labyrinth. My brother is waiting for me. He's all alone and he needs me," she said taking a step forward again.

"you cannot pass without my permission," he said jumping up and down.

"this is ridiculous. I cannot pass without your say so?" she asked.

"correct," he said.

"well... may I pass?"

the dog was visibly shocked. "well, um, no ones asked before. um... yes?"

she thanked him, and carefully crossed the bridge. "wow, that's one old bridge."

"nonsense. This bridge has held up for hundreds of years. She's as sturdy as the ground," the dog said tapping his cane on a brick. In seconds, the 'sturdy' bridge collapsed into the stench below. The dog was shocked, "it- it was all I had. Now what am I going to do," he asked.

Sarah's mind raced to think of what she could do to help. "why not come with me? This trip is a bit lonely. And I could use someone to keep me company," she said.

"you would have an old dog like me," he asked, feebly. When she nodded, he jumped up happy, calling for his steed. "Ambrosius, come." a white dog walked out and the first dog hopped up onto it's back. "my lady, my name is sir didamus, and this is my noble steed Ambrosius"

"nice to meet you, I'm Sarah," she said. "now, can we get out of this stench?"

"my lady, I know no stench, but we shall head forth anyway," he said as the dogs walked forward, and Sarah followed. It took a little climbing, but they finally got out of the bog and were on top of a wall over looking a bit of the labyrinth.

"look, I think we go that way," she said pointing towards a shining light flickered in the distance.

"aye, my lady. That looks to be it. But we must climb down this wall and go threw that forest, and it looks a bit shady," didamus said.

"nonsense, it'll be ok," she said. They found a spot where she could climb down, then caught her two friends as they jumped down. The forest sparkled, and the trees were so thick, barley any sunlight was getting threw. She could see a little fire going as she walked. "look, there must be people around," she said jogging forward a little.

"my lady, you might want to be careful, mylad-" didamus said, before dropping down threw a hole.

"sir didamus? Where'd you go," she asked spinning around. Suddenly this fuzzy pink thing jumped out at Sarah, making her scream. "w-what do you want?"

"we're just looking to have a good time," one said.

"leave me alone," she said, looking at them weary.

They circled her, singing, dancing, touching, and removing various body parts, just to freak her out. It was clear their song of kicking back and having fun wasn't about relaxing. When the song ended, they started to approach her with a evil glint to their eyes. She backed up to a tree, trying to keep them all in front of her, but it was so hard to watch them when body parts were flying everywhere. Out of nowhere, a loud screech scared everyone around. Sarah looked up to see a barn owl swooping down at the pink beasts.

Taking the chance while they were distracted, Sarah grabbed the nearest head and threw it. Then another, and another. They were yelling at her, talking about tearing off her head. Just to get a bit more time, she started throwing their body parts too.

The owl swooped back, suddenly back winging, hovering in front of her. It screeched low, then darted off to the side. Without a second though, Sarah dashed after the owl. It disappeared in front of her, just before she saw the door. Running into it, she pushed against it, then knocked hard on it's wood surface. Behind her, the creatures voices were starting together, as well as their limbs. Suddenly, she fell threw the door, and it slammed behind her.

She slowly got to her feet, seeing that she was out of the woods, literally, not figuratively. Sitting down, she leaned against the wall. After a moment, she heard her stomach growl, and she laid her hand over it. "guess I should eat something. Oh yeah, the peach," she said pulling it out. Amazingly, it hadn't been bruised or squished from the rough handling. She bit into it, enjoying the sweetness of it, licking the juices off her chin and chewing it. When she swallowed, a wave of dizziness swept over her. "wh- what's happening," she said trying to stand. She failed, falling to the ground, and into a deep sleep.

When she opened her eyes, all she saw was sparkling lights, and fabulous dresses. All around her, people danced to beautiful music. They wore hideous masks, though they played together like kids. She walked threw the crowd, searching for something, or someone. Across the way, she saw him, their eyes meeting. Words were being sung to the music, but she barely noticed them. She just had to get to this man.

As she passed threw the crowd, she lost site of him, and he disappeared. He watched as she passed him, not seeing him. Sorrowfully, he walked another way. He had to keep her here, to forget her goal. But goodness she was beautiful. And he could see the confusion on her face. She didn't know why she was there, but she still wanted to find him, and he wanted her to find him.

There, the people passed and he was right in front of her. Stepping away from the woman who curled their bodies to fit his, he took her hands and lead her into a dance. He sang to her, the movement of his lips bringing her out of the deep pools of his eyes. Wake up Sarah. His voice whispered in her head. Wake up, you can't forget Sarah!

She had to get out of there, something wasn't right.

Pushing away from him, she headed out of the crowd, only to find a wall. She banged it aggressively, then picked up a chair and threw it. The glass shattered and Sarah came awake with a jerk.

~*~

Jareth felt cold without her in his arms. He opened his eyes from the dream she shattered, the dream they shared. If only they could have stayed there, dancing together for ever. He slammed his fist against the stone window sill he sat on. Why did it have to be this way? Why couldn't he act the villain? It would be so much easier to stay away if he thought she hated him.

But no, she saw him different then that, and he had to act accordingly. If she wanted to be scared, then he'd be scary. If she wanted to see a gentlemen, then he'd be gentle. All part of the bloody job. He slammed his fist again.