This might be the last chapter of this story, Im not sure yet, Ive left it so it could be a good ending, but it also leaves it for me to continue if you dont think it should end there, or if you just want more! I have some ideas if you want more so let me know!
I had to add a twist to this chapter, make things more interesting for you to read, so keep reading! Pleeease!!
I dont own The Labyrinth, or Sarah, or Jareth :( but I have my own Jareth so thats ok!!
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"If you know so much about this baby," Sarah mumbled, lifting her head from Jareth's shoulder. "Tell me when its due?" She shimmied from Jareth touch and walked towards Carl, careful not to get too close.
"In just over 6 months." Carl said plainly, the expression on his face showing that the question was too easy.
Sarah was concentrating, trying to think back 3 months. She laughed and looked back up at Carl. "Its not yours!" She exclaimed, laughing more. His face remained blank so she walked around him, knowing he could do nothing to her now. "This baby isn't yours. I knew you were playing around but I bet you didn't know I was, did you? Cos Im just so innocent and precious? You disgust me!" She took a step back as she spoke. He had no way to control her now, but he could still hurt her and the ones she loved.
"You little wench! How dare you!" He raised his hand to strike her but Jareth stepped in front of her.
"You would dare strike a woman?!" He half shouted, grabbing hold of Carls arm.
"I would strike a whore yes!"
Jareth had been trying to restrain himself but this remark crossed the line. Sarah was not a whore. He swung his free hand around and hit Carl in the middle of his face, knocking him backwards out of Jareth's grip. He let go and let Carl fall to the floor, not bothering at the loud crack that echoes through the room. If he was hurt it would make up for the hurt be put them all through. Amy shook herself away from Wyatt and ran to Sarah.
"Ames, as much as I do love you, I love breathing too." Sarah muttered in a strangled voice. Amy loosened her grip but still didn't let go. She pulled back after a few minutes and looked down at Sarah's stomach.
"So…if its not Carl's?" She looked up at Jareth but Sarah simply shook her head.
"Remember Jack, from school?"
"Hot Jack? Or lame Jack?"
"Hot Jack." Amy's eyes widened as Sarah continued. "There was a school reunion. We all got veeeery drunk!"
"So its Jacks?" Amy asked.
"I think so, there's no one else."
"Its mine." Jareth said, sounding surprised. Everyone looked to him, their faces full of confusion, Sarah the most.
"But…how is that possible, I didn't see you 3 months ago?"
"You did." Sarah still looked confused so Jareth continued. "It was that night, after your reunion. That wasn't Jack Sarah. He attacked you, and you called on me. I came…"
"In more ways than one apparently." Wyatt muttered under his breath. Jareth heard and turned to look at his brother before continuing.
"I came and I stopped him. You were a wreck and I was trying to make you feel better. I may be a gentleman Sarah, but there is only so much temptation a man can put up with. I guess things got out of hand."
Sarah was still confused. "But I would remember that?"
"I didn't think you would want to, so I erased it from your memory."
"So hang on…" Amy interrupted, moving between the two as the got closer. "The baby is Jareth's?"
"Im not sure."
"Wyatt moved between them this time, putting his hand first on Sarah's stomach then on Jareth's chest. He smiled and gestured for Amy to do the same, even though she didn't know what she was doing.
"Same heartbeat?" She looked at Wyatt to see if she was right. He just smiled and looked at Sarah.
"So it is Jareth's?" Amy took Sarah's hands and put them where hers and Wyatt's had been. Sarah felt it for herself. "Same heartbeat." She looked up at Jareth, took his hands and smiled as he felt the heartbeats for himself.
"I wanna feel it!" Toby said, bounding over to them all and putting his hand on Sarah's stomach. "Is that my little brother?"
Sarah wanted to tell him it wasn't, but everything would seem to complicated for him, he was still just like a little child himself. Sarah was the person who looked after him now. Sarah had taken him away from Hell and brought him to Heaven. To him, Sarah was his Mum. "Well it might be a girl. Which would you prefer, brother or sister?"
"Brother, sisters smell!"
Sarah laughed and was about to say something back about brothers but stopped herself. She wasn't his sister. She had to remember that.
"What should we do with him?" Wyatt looked down at the unconscious body of Carl, his face etched with disgust.
"Im not sure yet." Jareth said calmly as he wrapped his arms around Sarah. "But I'll think of something he deserves."
"I think Sarah should get some rest now." Marianna said, taking Sarah's hand and leading her to the door. Jareth and Wyatt didn't question her. They knew she needed to talk with Sarah, to tell her the significance of everything that had just happened. "Amy, will you take Toby to bed please, its pretty late. He'll want a story too, thanks babes." They left the room and started walking along a corridor. Sarah was confused. It wasn't the way to her room.
"Marianna? Where are we going?"
"You'll see." They turned a corner and were met by two huge, carved doors. Sarah just looked in awe, wondering how she had never seen this before. "No one can find it." Marianna said, reading her thoughts. "It can only be found by a family member, and only when the time is right." She turned and opened the doors by whispering a Fae incantation, then walked through with Sarah closely following.
"Wow!" Was all that Sarah could say. The room was amazing. The walls were white and glittered, which really didn't surprise her, and the paintings that hung off the walls were beautiful.
"Every Queen in the family has a picture in here. I guess its like our hall of fame for them all. I come here to reflect sometimes, and talk to my mother, Katrina" She pointed to a painting of a beautiful woman with brilliant white hair like Jareth's, and was shocked to see just how much he looked like her.
"She talks to you from the painting?" Sarah's question remained unanswered as they continued around the room. Marianna walked along the room, past other paintings and told Sarah who they were. Sarah just followed and listened closely.
The last canvason the wall was black. Sarah could tell it was the most recent because the frame was brighter than the rest. Below the picture was a standing stone with an Owl in mid flight carved into the top. "Place your hand on there." Marianna told Sarah.
Sarah looked from the rock to Marianna, and to the paintings around the room. All had a similar standing stone below them, with a crystal on the top. "Why?"
"Just do it, you'll see why." Sarah hesitated to Marianna continued. "Sarah, do you really think I would do anything to harm you? I don't really want to, and Jareth would kill me if I did. Just touch the Owl, nothing bad will happen."
Sarah did as she was told, placing first just her fingertips onto the carving, then her whole hand. She felt it warm beneath her touch, which she found odd as it was stone. A strange sensation washed through her and she closed her eyes. "Marianna?"
"Its ok Sarah, it'll be over in a few seconds."
Marianna was right. Before Sarah could reply, the strange sensation had stopped, and the stone returned to the cold state it should be in.
"Open your eyes Sarah."
"I don't want to."
"But its wonderful."
Slowly, Sarah edged open one eye, then the other. She was still in the same place, with Marianna by her side grinning like a Cheshire cat. She grabbed hold of Sarah's left hand and held it up to her.
"What the…?" There on her ring finger, was a silver ring. It had a white diamond in the middle, a very rare kind, and then smaller blue diamonds round that.
"Look up Sarah."
She did, and what she saw made her smile. The canvas that had been empty before, now had a painting of her in a long flowing white gown.
"You're the Queen Sarah. Jareth's Queen." Marianna walked over to the middle of the room where there were two large comfy looking chairs. She sat in one as Sarah sat in the other, almost sinking into the softness. "I just wanted to say, please look after him."
"He can look after himself cant he? Hell he looks after me most of the time!" Sarah laughed, but noticing Marianna's serious face she stopped.
"Yes, but I don't mean like that. When you left, it hit him pretty bad, he couldn't understand why you left and he didn't want to think about it. He blocked himself off from everyone around him, and that left him open for anything to take control. He looses control easily now, so I need to know you'll be there to help him through it?"
"Of course I will. Marianna you don't need to worry, I know your just being a good sister and looking out for him." Sarah laughed inwardly. Wasn't it usually the brother looking out for the sister? "But you have no need to worry. I love Jareth, and I'll do everything I can to keep him the way he is, even though he is a pain in the ass sometimes."
Marianna laughed, breaking her seriousness for the first time since they had been in the room.
"I have something to ask though. I know by Fea law Im already Jareth's wife, but is there not a ceremony or anything? Weddings are usually a big deal aboveground, its kind of strange for me not to have something like that."
"There can be, but a lot of times when a Fea gets pregnant they don't want to be married. There is no choice in the matter so people tend to just carry on. I know this isn't that sort of situation thought, or you wouldn't have got the ring."
Sarah lifted her hand to admire her new ring.
"Its been in the family for as long as I can remember, worn by every Queen so Im told. That's how I knew that this was right. If you didn't love Jareth, nothing would have happened."
Sarah smiled and tried to resist the urge to yawn. She was so tired!
"Come on sleepy head, lets get you to bed before I have to drag you there." They both laughed as Marianna stood to leave the room. She was a few steps away from Sarah, so didn't notice when Sarah stopped and looked up at the picture of Katrina.
"I wont let you down." She whispered before leaving the room. Katrina simply smiled down at the young woman, the new queen, his sons true love.
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