Disclaimer: I do not own the movie that this fanfiction is written for or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Again I DO NOT OWN 'The Labyrinth' or any characters from it they are the property of Jim Henson Home Entertainment, Lucasfilms Ltd and Sony Pictures.

A/N: Thank you so much to my two new reviewers, Arynwy and Serenity458. I am so glad you have enjoyed this story so far.

CHAPTER 3

Toby had been living with her for the past 2 yrs since their father died. Karen was too busy to have Toby around. She believed he cramped her style and social status. Sarah on the other hand had welcomed him with open arms.

She made her way up the stairs to Toby's room… her old room. Almost everything was the same as it had been when she had occupied the room except for a few distinct differences that made it look more masculine. She had painted the room blue for him, re hung her old posters and had baseball sheets on the bed. Toby was at the age where anything was possible and had embraced Sarah's love for fantasy, so he had kept most of her old books and toys except the ones he deemed were too girlish.

She plopped down on the bed and looked over to the dresser. For a fleeting moment she thought she saw something in the mirror but decided it was just her overactive imagination. They hadn't answered her call since the night she had returned from their world. Then again why would they heed her call if she didn't really believe they could? She hadn't really needed them she just wanted to see if they would come to her. Sarah got up from the bed and stumbled over to the dresser the wine taking over her sense of balance.

"Well here goes nothing…" Sarah said as she stood in front of the mirror. She had to think for a moment of who she wanted to call. Her thoughts were clouded because of the wine she drunk. Jareth flashed into her mind but she shook that off immediately…why would she call him, didn't he try to keep her away from Toby? The image of that tall beautiful man kept swimming around in her head as it had for the past 10yrs. He was the one she truly wanted but had never had the courage to call. Instead she tried for the hundredth time to call forth the little dwarf that she had befriended so long ago. "Hoggle I need you…."

She stood there for a moment but nothing seemed to be happening. She turned away from the mirror tears running down her face "Why won't you come to me when I need you the most…You promised me you would come."

She made her way to the door of the room the nearly empty bottle still clutched in her hand. If she had turned around she would have seen Hoggle's face staring back at her with tears in his eyes before he vanished.

A/N: Well what do you think? The next chapter is gonna take me a while to get up. I think I should be done with it in about a week, but don't be surprised if it is out sooner (just not tomorrow). I have a tendency to get a little obsessed and end up writing non stop some days when I get off work lol. Please review…I love what you have to say good or bad!