So, I made a promise to update more often in the last chapter, and what do I do? I wait nearly four months to get this chapter out to you. The truth is, I have been so busy and I had no time to write, plus I knew what I wanted this chapter to be about, but I had no clue on how I wanted it to be. Anyway, I will stop talking, er, typing and let you get on with the story. Just know that feedback is greatly appreciated from all. Here we go.

"So, this is how you live up here?" Jareth asked as he took the very small surroundings of Sarah's apartment in. It was very small and cramped, with very little room to move around freely.

"Well, this isn't how I pictured living when I was growing up, but I didn't know as a child that to live in New York City, you have to cram everything into a small space." Sarah said as she walked out of her bedroom behind him, carrying some clothing in her arms.

"Besides, I haven't really been living here for quite some time since I have been on tour, and now I guess I won't be living here for a while again." She added as she placed the clothes in the suitcase.

"How did you imagine living when you were a child?" Jareth asked as he took a seat in a chair and continued to watch her pack her belongings.

"Well," Sarah thought for a moment, then said, "I guess the way that I am going to be living now. A big castle-type of house, that I bought for myself with my earnings from my award-winning, breakout performance on stage."

" I have no doubt that when you return back up here that will surely be the case." Jareth said, moving closer to her.

She scoffed at what he said, not believing what he said. Jareth wanted to convince her, so he grabbed her hand to stop her from moving around and continued, "I am being completely honest with you Sarah. You are a marvelous, brilliant, and no doubt absolutely beautiful when you are on stage."

Sarah looked into his eyes and again saw something in them that she couldn't quite pinpoint. A certain warmth and something else glowed in his mismatched orbs, and Sarah was dazed by them until they once again were placed by the same cold demeanor.

Jareth dropped her hand and let out a breath that he didn't realize he had been holding. He had almost let his guard down, and he mentally scolded himself for doing so. Trying to change the subject, he asked her, "So, is there anything else that you will need from here?"

"Just one more bag, and I think that I will be all set. Oh, and I need to make a couple of phone calls to clear my schedule. How long should I be telling people I am gone for?"

"I would just be safe and say indefinitely." Jareth said as he moved to sit in one of the chairs. "We really don't know how long we are going to have to pretend Sarah. For sure at least until I can find us a child to pass off as our own."

Sarah sighed and said, "Your right." She moved to the door to grab the small stack of newspapers that had piled up on the floor. Once she shut the door, she grabbed the cordless phone off of it's charger and said to him, "OK, I am going to make a couple of phone calls, so you can just relax for a couple of minutes."

She shut the door to her bedroom and dialed the first number on the mental list that she had made for herself, which was her stepmother. While the phone rang, she opened up the first newspaper to see what she had missed in the past couple of days. The phone fell out of her hand as she read the article spread out on the front page.

A report about a strange occurrence at the local hospital where a mysterious figure had kidnapped a critical ER victim by the name of Sarah Williams brought in after being hit by a car and how this figure had seriously injured two of the interns working. The article also had a phone number asking people to call if they had any information about the disappearance.

She realized that someone had picked up the phone on the other end and someone was trying to talk to her, "Sarah, Sarah are you there?" Realizing it was Toby on the other end, Sarah picked up the phone and said, "Toby? How did you know it was me?"

"It was your name and number on the caller ID. Sarah, are you OK? Everyone has been calling us in the past couple of days wondering where you are. And they are saying that you were hit by a car. Is that true?" Toby said all in one breath.

Sarah was about to explain the whole story to the one person that she thought would understand, but realized that she shouldn't tell him too much, because he was at an age where he could let too much slip when explaining the phone call to his parents.

So instead, she said, "Just know that I am OK, and that I will be gone for a while. I have to go now. I love you Toby." She hit the off button while hearing his protests to keep her on the line. She sighed deeply, and realized that they probably had very little time left before the police or her family would be pounding on her door.

Grabbing the last of what she needed and the paper that contained the newspaper article about her, she walked back out into the living area where Jareth was studying a remote control with fascination.

"We need to get out of here now," Sarah said as she placed the last bag with the other ones piled in the middle of the room. Grabbing the remote out of his hand and tossing it across the room, Sarah made him stand up and she said, "OK, let's go."

"Sarah, What's the matter?" Jareth asked, confused by the sudden panic that spread across her features.

"I'll explain later, but we need to get out of here and back to the Underground now." Sarah said as she moved the two of the over by where her bags sat.

The two of them were shocked when they heard a knock at the door, followed by a voice, "Sarah, are you there? It's your landlord, Helen Adams. I just got a phone call from your family saying that you contacted them. Are you in there? We all have been so worried about you over the past couple of days, especially after reading the article about you in the newspaper. Hello?"

Sarah said in a quiet but demanding whisper, "Now Jareth. Let's go now!"

"Sarah.." Jareth began to protest in a hushed voice of his own when the two of them heard Helen's voice on the other side of the door, "Sarah, it is within my rights as a landlord to open the door, I am giving you verbal conformation before I do so." After a couple of seconds, they heard the jangling of keys.

"DO IT NOW!" Sarah said.

Jareth had no choice and formed a crystal out of thin air. It began to grow quickly and enveloped Jareth, Sarah, and all of the bags that she had packed in it. Jareth grabbed Sarah and held her close. The bubble that they all were encased in began to glow, and Sarah and Jareth both shut their eyes to protect them from the blinding light.

They both could faintly hear Helen's voice saying on the other side of the door, "What in the hell is that? Sarah? SARAH?"

That was the last that the two of them heard as the glowing increased and the two of them disappeared in the light. Just after they disappeared, the front door flew open and Helen rushed into the empty room, and saw nothing out of place, except for a light that quickly faded in the middle of the room.

I promise that there will be more later, I really do. And I apologize that this chapter might have seemed shorter. Just remember that I live off of the feedback! Ciao.