AN: Three chapters in a day! Tomorrow will be a lot of editing.

Takibi sighed as she sat on her 'assigned' bed. Her eyes narrowed immensely as she looked at the darkly painted room. She sighed and laid back on the bed to stare at the dark blue painted ceiling. She was screwed. Apart from the fact that she was attracted to the Goblin King, she was pretty much screwed.

She jumped as she heard glass shattering in the throne room and a couple goblins who began to yell out in terror. She got to her feet quickly when she heard her door open and watched as the Goblin King walked over to her to stop only inches in front of her. She tried hard not to shudder, keeping her face emotionless as she looked up at him with determined eyes.

"You remind me so much of Sarah..." He sighed, reaching up with a gloved hand to allow his fingers to trail down her cheek. That's when she shuddered and he pulled his hand away. "I'm sorry." he said, turning around.

"It's...Alright." She said, sighing as she stared at the ground.

"You teach Toby, don't you?" He asked, turning around once more. Now her view was the tip of his boots. She merely nodded. "Did you know Sarah, well?" Again, a nod. "Look at me." His voice wavered slightly and she was forced to look up at him. "Then you know that she was a beautiful person with a kind heart then, correct?"

"Yes, why are you asking me these questions?" She asked, watching him.

"I don't know..." He stepped back and sighed. "I'll see you in a couple years."

Takibi awoke with a deep breath and found herself in her house. She was breathing heavily, sweat allowing her pajamas to stick to her skin. For some reason, she knew all of that had not been a dream. She slipped out of bed and hurried towards the office. In the place where she had put the story was a letter. Hesitantly she reached forward and opened it. There was nothing written on the paper inside.

She raised an eyebrow and sighed, putting the letter in a box next to her computer. She would keep it there until the letter revealed itself. It would, seven years later.

Now, at the age of twenty-one, Takibi sat at her desk filing through papers. She lived in an apartment in Reston, a mere minutes drive from Great Falls. She had forgotten about Jareth and had almost forgotten about Sarah. She had grown into a beautiful woman. Her age and maturity often made people give second glances towards her, it made it easier for her to get jobs.

At the moment, she was a Tae Kwon Do instructor and worked at a large Dojang in Reston where she worked with kids of all ages. She had trouble with the young ones and usually lost patience with the older kids but she was slowly learning how to act. She had gotten her fourth degree black belt and had gotten into Nationals more then once, usually getting third or second. She aimed for first but it was harder then it looked.

Now she was looking through all of her junk she had kept since she was a kid. When a small box appeared at the bottom of her drawer, she grew wide eyed. Slowly she opened it. There, nestled in the box covered with dust, was a letter. She reached in and opened it, staring at the writing on the paper.

I'm waiting for you

Apart from the fact that she was literally freaked out, Takibi merely sat down to stare at the letter. She reread it about a million times, trying to figure out who the hell had sent this. Then, it hit her. Memories flooded into her mind with such force it created a throbbing headache at the tip of her forehead. She winced, rubbing her temples with her fingers before she felt a hand brush down the side of her cheek. She looked around, there was no one there.

She sighed, pushing aside the fact that she felt eyes upon her. She glanced at the clock and cursed, she was late. She slipped on her running shoes, her back pack filled with her Tae Kwon Do necessities all inside. She gave one last glance around the room, a dark shadow in the corner caused her to shiver as she headed out of her bedroom. She quickly left the small apartment and literally sprinted down the stairs and out of the apartment complex.

It was night, she usually taught the eight o'clock classes. Shifting the backpack's straps, she took off at a light jog towards the dark bike run covered by trees. She shivered slightly and hurried down the road. She didn't have a good feeling about this. The snap of a tree limb set her off at a sprint down the road. She heard heavy footsteps behind her and ran faster.

Someone slammed into her back, sending her skidding face first onto the pavement. Luckily, she only scratched her arms. She rolled over to find a heavy man on top of her literally drooling over her. He was straddling her waist and was fighting to gain control of her arms. She yelled out and her mouth was clamped shut by a big hand. She screamed into his hand as he tried to take off her pants.

Just as she was about to raise her leg and kick him in the back of the head. Someone heaved the man off of her. She tried to get up but was pushed back down by an invisible force. There was a yell then a loud thump, a hand slightly grabbed her ankle before her surroundings disappeared to be replaced by the same room she had been assigned seven years ago.

She looked over to her left and saw an unconscious Jareth laying in a bloody mess on the floor. She quickly got up and went over to him, kneeling next to him to inspect his wounds.

"Shit." She muttered, his chest held three gashes caused by a dagger or a knife of some kind. They were bleeding heavily. "Oh, god." She panicked, placing a hand on his arm. Her hand began to glow a deep red and the wounds began to disappear. Her eyes widened and Jareth's hand went up behind her head. "What are you doing?" She asked as his eyes opened.

He merely brought her head down and pressed his lips against hers. With his free arm he wrapped it around her waist and brought her on top of him. Her eyes widened slightly yet she did not pull away. Once he let her go she stumbled backwards and he sat up.

"You aren't a human." He said, calmly.

"Like hell I'm not." She said, panicking slightly. "You kiss me and you tell me I'm not human!"

"You healed me and saved my life with magic." He began to explain. "It takes a species other then human to get that to happen. I'm guessing you're a wolf demon." He sat up and she backed up even more. "You've grown." He said, smiling slightly.

She felt uncomfortable and rubbed her arm slightly as she watched him. 'A demon? A wolf demon!' She thought, being both freaked out and excited. She merely stared at him, his words merely going through one ear and out the other. She wasn't very surprised when darkness surrounded her and she fell into waiting arms.

AN: Meh...It sucks but oh well, going to edit it soon.