Hello!!! I am SO SORRY that I haven't been around for a while, I got so caught up with my schoolwork and college, and then I made a couple of life changing decisions, and had to take a hiatus from writing all together.

But now I am back on and eager to write, and hopefully I won't be as busy and will update more often. Well, I won't keep you waiting any longer; let me know what you think!!! (Hint, hint, I love the feedback.)

Oh, and by the way, HAPPY (slightly belated) HOLIDAYS TO ALL!!!!!!!

Jareth watched over Sarah as she slept on his bed. Sevina had left him alone with her hours ago, after healing her with all of her power. Using all of her magic left her in a weakened state, and Jareth guided her to the doors of his chambers, and ordered a waiting guard to help her to her own chambers, and to also obey any requests she might have.

While trying to heal Sarah, Sevina required Jareth's help in order to gain more power, and Jareth was now also feeling the fatigue that having his magic drained brought. But he vowed that he wouldn't fall asleep until he knew that Sarah was going to be OK.

After casting a small spell that would keep Sarah asleep, Jareth got up from the chair that sat next to the bed, and moved across the room and stepped out on the balcony to get some fresh air in hopes that it would wake him up a little. As he took a deep breath, Jareth wondered why Sarah had called upon him, when earlier that evening, she turned down his offer to come back to the Underground and help him.

Jareth thought back to when Sarah had called him. After she rejected his offer, he came back to the Underground extremely angry. He was angry at Sarah for rejecting him, AGAIN, and he was going to have to go through with the High Courts arranged marriage to Antonia, princess of the Fairy Kingdom. He didn't care for Antonia for the very reason that Sarah had said earlier that evening, she was just like him, very arrogant and annoying.

Jareth had been sitting on his throne and stewing in his anger for a while, when he got a strange feeling that someone was trying to contact him, but it didn't feel like the feeling he got when stupid teenagers tried to wish a child away. It was a small tingling feeling that went away after a couple of seconds, so Jareth didn't pay a lot of attention to it.

Annoyed with the few goblins that drank and laughed at his feet, Jareth decided to go for a walk to think some more. He ended up in his own chambers and on his balcony, looking out over his doomed kingdom, when the strange feeling returned along with a small voice that called out for him weakly.

When he conjured up a crystal and saw who was calling for him, he exhaled sharply at the image that was displayed in front of him. He found it hard to breath as he saw Sarah, bloody and in pain, lying on a table as two men were removing her clothing. He saw red as these two men seemed to not care about Sarah's modesty, tossing her clothing away, and leaving her lying practically naked on the table.

He was gone in an instant to get her and take her away from Aboveground. After a small struggle with the two men, Jareth had transported Sarah back to his chambers and called for Sevina, who worked tirelessly to help Sarah. It had taken a long time, but after much concentration and silence, Sevina turned to Jareth and reported that the mortal woman would recover from her wounds. Jareth felt a wave of relief wash over him when Sevina said those words, thankful that Sarah was going to live.

Smiling at the thought that Sarah was going to be all right, Jareth turned back to see that Sarah was shaking uncontrollably on the bed and whimpering as she slept. Rushing back to her side, Jareth grabbed her hand that was waving around in the air.

Jareth placed his free hand on her forehead and felt that she was burning up. Casting another small spell on her, this one to help bring her fever down, Jareth removed his hand from her head and wrapped it around her hand, intertwining his fingers as he held her hand between his. He sat down in the chair and stared at her, watching as her shaking ceased and she calmed down, falling back into a deep sleep.

After some time, Jareth brought one of his hands to her head again and felt that she was much cooler this time. Breathing a small sigh of relief, Jareth closed his eyes and said a small prayer of thanks to the gods that she was OK.

Feeling the fatigue finally hit him, Jareth broke his previous vow about not sleeping, brought his head down to rest on the bed and nodded off into a light sleep as he listened to Sarah's breathing in and out.

Sarah felt like she had a major hangover as she woke up. She opened her eyes and immediately squeezed them shut; the bright lights making them water up in pain. Deciding that she should wait until she was a little more awake to open her eyes, Sarah tried to remember how she got to her bed.

She remembered that her last performance had been last night, and that Jareth had appeared in her dressing room after that. After he had told her of his hardships and she had turned down his proposal to stay with him and help him. She remembered walking out of the theater in the rain, and nothing after that.

Deciding that it was probably OK to open her eyes. Sarah took her time and slowly opened them, making sure not to go too quickly so that they wouldn't water up again. When her eyes adjusted to the light, Sarah looked down and realized she was naked.

She looked around the room and realized that she had no clue where she was. She was in a bed, but her surroundings weren't familiar to her. Sitting up and holding the sheet around her, she looked around at the room.

The bed was one of the most comfortable beds she had ever been in, very soft and complete with red silk sheets that felt heavenly on her bare skin. The room as a whole looked as though it had been decorated for a man, from the black framework of the bed to the matching black furniture with red upholstery that sat in front of the fireplace.

Sarah heard footsteps outside the double doors to the room, and she was instantly nervous and eager to find out who stood on the other side of it. Keeping the sheet wrapped tightly around her, Sarah held her breath as she waited for the door to open.

Slowly the knob to the door opened, and Sarah exhaled sharply, as though the wind had been knocked out of her, as she saw Jareth walk into the room, holding a tray of food and water. He was shocked at first at seeing her awake, then smiled and said, "I'm so glad to see that you're awake."

I know that is a really bad place to cut it off, but I have so many ideas running in my head right now, I don't want to write too much and then want to change it later on. Anyway, let me know what you think about that chapter.