Crystal Dreams Chapter 4: The End Of Arguements, a labyrinth fanfic

This chapter is alot longer than the first and second but it just all came out. I dont plan where the chapters will end, it just ends where it feels right.

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Sarah's mind was racing. No one knew here real name. To everyone she had met since that night, she was Sarah Goodchild.

Yet there it was, so clear and right in front of her.

Sarah Williams.

Amy?

It had to be a joke, Amy was gone. Disappeared right in front of her. She had never been found but Sarah refused to believe she was taken away by that man, taken to the underground where she had always wanted to be. That fantasy was gone. Disappeared just like Amy. She hadn't thought about it in years now, and had decided that Amy must be dead. There was no other rational explanation.

Now she was facing something that didn't fit with her plan, didn't fit with what she said happened.

There was no way she could stay in work now. She had to get out, she had to think things over.

She had to get away.

She ran out of the toilets and back to her desk. She ignored Leticia and Bryony asking what was wrong. Before they had a chance to stop her, she had grabbed her coat and her bag and ran out of the building. They were curious to know what was happening, but knew Sarah well enough not to ask yet. When she wanted to, she would tell them. They were sure of it.

Walking through town looking in shops, Sarah was trying to clear her head, trying to forget everything about the letter. Everything about Amy. But she couldn't.

She kept thinking back to that day. That awful day. She had lost more than her best friend that day. She lost Jareth. But he deserved to loose Sarah, or so she believed anyway. She felt that if he could just give Amy away like that, maybe he would do the same to her? She wasn't about to let that happen. She had to cut herself off from him. She knew he would probably find her eventually, but she also knew enough about the underground now to know that he couldn't get to her unless she spoke his name, or made a wish. So many times she had wanted to call for him. But she knew better than that. She was stronger than that.

After wandering the streets for hours and watching as the shops closed around her, Sarah decided it might be a good time to head home. Carl would no doubt have found out that she ran out of work and he might be would probably be worried about where she was. She had turned her phone off when she left work so if he had tried, he wouldn't have been able to get through to her. She would just have to think about everything another time.

As she was waiting for the bus back to her flat, she began feeling that something wasn't quite right. She wasn't sure what it was, but she felt like something bad was about to happen. The bus turned the corner and she nearly missed it, lost in her thoughts again.

"Are you waiting getting on or not love?" Someone called her to from the bus, bringing her back to reality. She looked up and saw the bus driver looking at her with a curious expression on his face.

"Yes. Yes I am" She stood up and got on the bus. "Sorry, was in a world of my own there" She mumbled as she showed him her pass.

"Well I could have missed you had that woman not put her hand out for you. Just don't let it happen again" he closed the doors behind her and Sarah sat down in the one free seat on the bus.

'There was no one else at the bus stop?' She began thinking to herself.

It didn't take her long to get back to her flat. The bus stopped right outside the block of flats so she never had far to go for the bus.

When she had started looking for a flat together, they had looked in all the key areas of London; Mayfair, Chelsea, Kensington and Primrose hill, but Sarah didn't want to look in Belgravia. She had never felt she belonged here, in this area of London. Belgravia, she had always thought, was only for posh people. Sarah was far from posh but Carl had made it clear he didn't like any of the others they looked at. Since he was the one paying for it, it was really his choice.

Sarah didn't mind so much. She had decided to try and look at the positive things about the area but all she could come up with was that it had lots of open, empty spaces with miles of greenery. She loved that because she could sit on the grass on a nice sunny day and read her books.

Sarah had to admit that the flat itself was one of the best they had seen. It was a two story flat, and it had had a large reception area that was bigger than her room was when she first came to London, it had 2 large sitting rooms and a kitchen dinner that was amazing. The main bedroom, hers and Carls room, had an on suite bathroom and there was another bathroom down the hall. The guest room, which for the moment was used as a gym, also had an on suite bathroom and amazing views from the huge windows. All in all, the flat was amazing! But Sarah still felt she didn't belong here. She had felt that for a long time but pushed that thought aside; She was here with Carl, so therefore she belonged here.

She came up the lift and walked down the corridor to her flat. on the way she passed a few of her neighbours, but didn't stop to say hello, no one did that here. She got her keys out and opened the door, throwing her bag and coat down as soon as she got in. she didn't noticed the letter on the floor near the door, it was kicked aside as she went to call for Carl.

"Im home!" She shouted up the stairs. There was no answer, but she didn't expect one. He was obviously in one of his moods today.

She walked through to the kitchen and noticed the answer machine light was flashing. She clicked the button to receive her messages and listened as she started making dinner.

"You have twelve new messages" The electronic voice rang out. Sarah was only half listening to the messages from Leticia and Bryony and Anna. They wanted to know what was going on but she wasn't going to tell them. At all. Usually she told them everything and they would have a good gossip with her, but this was out of her control. If she told them about Amy, about the letter, about the Labyrinth and about Jareth they would think she was crazy. She had to keep this to herself.

"Good morning Miss Goodchild, this is Inspector Davies from the Belgravia Police Station" This message caught her attention, and she stopped what she was doing to listen closer. "We stopped by earlier but you weren't in so I thought it would be wise to contact you, we did try to ring you on your mobile but it was turned off. We need to speak to you as soon as possible so if you would call me back or come into the station when you get this message, its urgent. Thank you."

Sarah was frozen into place.

Police?

Amy?

She dropped everything she had been holding and ran up the stairs to tell Carl she had to go out. She still had that uneasy feeling in her stomach as she got to the spare room door. She knocked and waited.

"Carl?" She knocked again. "Carl I have to go out. Ive started dinner but I don't think Ill be that long, well hopefully not anyway." she stopped speaking and waited. There was no sound from the room. She pushed the door open and looked around.

He wasn't there. 'Must have gone out' She thought while backing out of the room. She left a note for him on the counter, explaining where she would be if he came back before she was there, and then left.

It wasn't that far to the Police Station from her flat. It was in the centre of Belgravia so people knew they were safe and knew that the Police were just around the corner. Sarah didn't feel safe as she walked quickly along the path. Had they found Amy? Was it being traced back to her? Were they holding her responsible.

She walked through the door and stood at the desk, waiting.

"Hi how can I help?" Said the perky woman behind the desk.

"I got a call from….um…Inspector Davies I think his name was. I was told to come in, that it was urgent?" Sarah managed to say, her voice wavering slightly.

"Ok, if you'd like to take a seat Ill let him know you're here." the perky woman picked up her phone as

Sarah sat down nervously.

She had to calm down. It would be nothing to do with Amy. She went missing in Hawaii, and they had lived in America, so the English Police wouldn't be asking her about it. Would they?

A tall man in a suit came though the big double doors across the waiting area. Sarah assumed this to be Inspector Davies, and she was right.

"Sarah Goodchild?" He asked, looking straight at her.

"Yes, that's me" Sarah got up and walked over to where he was stood. "Can I ask what this is about?"

"Lets get to my office first" And he turned though the doors again and along the corridor. His office was a few doors down so Sarah didn't have long to wait before she found out why she was here.

He stood near the door as Sarah came through it. "Please, sit down. Can I get you a drink?"

Sarah sat down in the chair he was indicating. "No, thank you"

Closing the door he started with the explanation.

"There is no perfect way to say this, and it is the worst bit of the job, but we believe your partner was in an accident last night."

Sarah felt her breath catch in her chest. "Wh…what?"

He took out a small notebook and flipped a few pages. "There were five people in the car, and they all sadly had serious injuries. 3 died at the scene and 2 were taken into hospital. We were told the driver of the car repeated asked for you, by name, and told the nurses to tell you he was 'sorry for everything he's done' as the nurse told us this morning."

"Where is he? When can I see him?" Sarah blurted out, feeling tears start to escape.

"Im very sorry Miss Goodchild. He passed away in the early hours of this morning, before anyone could get in touch with you."

She felt her whole body begin to shake as the words sunk in and sobs overtook her.

He's gone.

Sarah felt like she had killed him. She had told him to drive everyone home, even though she knew he had already had too much to drink. They had argued about it, and now he was gone because of it.

"We will need you to identify that it is him, so Im going to need you to come with me now to the hospital. Is that ok Miss Goodchild? Is there anyone you would like to contact for you?"

Sarah shook her head, it was all she could do. She stood up and followed Inspector Davies out to his car and they drove in silence to the hospital. Everything was a blur. Doctors talked to her about the treatment they gave him, and the injuries he had. The nurse talked to her, and told her his message for her. Then they came to the bit she was dreading.

They were stood in front of a big glass window. At the moment it was dark, but soon it would be cleared for her to look in the room. She was shaking, and Inspector Davies had to stand next to her to keep her from falling to the floor.

"Ok, they're going to clear the window now, and I just need you to tell me if it is Carl Montgomery or not." He said. Sarah nodded and looked back at the window. She heard the click of a button, and the window was cleared.

Her hand rose to her mouth and she fell to the floor, screaming.

"Sarah I need you to tell me if this is Carl" She heard the Inspector say. He was knelt next to her and had his arm around her shoulder.

"Yes!" She sobbed, her body shaking. "Yes that's my Carl!"

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