HA!!! I am now done with exams and my mother is not breathing down my neck to study. I can now write my arse off for all of you all summer and hope against hope that it's enough for you all. And seeing as this is the last chapter, this is going to be one helluva disclaimer.

Disclaimer: *deep breath* I don't own Labyrinth, Brian Adams, Spaceballs, Arx Fatalis, Percy Jackson, the Harry Potter movies, Dungeon Siege, 9 to 5, The Addams Family, err... any Tamora Pierce books, Much Ado About Nothing by Shakespear(awesome dude, by the way), or any Greek myths. *deep breath* If I missed any that you see, I'll make sure to disclaim them when I right the seq- Oops. *covers mouth*

Chapter 12

Jareth was glad that he was able to sleep in his own bed again. He was glad that he was able to sleep in a bed. In fact, he was glad he was able to sleep. For the past week, he hadn't gotten much sleep. Hell, he hadn't had much sleep for the past 27 years. And that was when Jareth finally came to the conclusion around midnight that he had some incredibly repetative thoughts, and they were making him lose sleep.

Jareth turned his thoughts to Leanna, and JJ. JJ had been like a son to Jareth for a while, and Leanna was his daughter. The fact they were now "together" was still rather hard for him to wrap his mind around. He was fine with it, since they were obviously made for each other. He had this odd feeling, though. that he suspected was the cause of other fathers' overprotectiveness. He was trying desperately to not give in to it, but it was hard. And to make matters worse, he wasn't entirely sure which one of them he should feel overprotective of.

His thoughts shifted let again to the most pleasant thought of all: Sarah. Jareth grinned at the red-tinted stars out of his window, and he heard his voice from long ago say, "I move the stars for no one". No one but her. No one but Sarah. Jareth told anyone this, not even JJ, but for nearly a year after Sarah had left, he'd felt... lost. Lost and lonely. He started to feel that that was all the Underground was anymore, lost and lonely, like him. It wasn't until he had felt Leanna's birth (since both parents of a Fae child go through labor)(which had been a very confused day for everyone, and in Jareth's case, highly uncomfortable, to say the least)that he had started to feel hope. By her sixteenth birthday, he'd go get her and train her, and maybe would go along with her daughter and learned to love him. That plan hadn't gone exactly the way he'd wanted it to, but it had worked... sort of. And she was here. He grinned again.

Jareth's face fell as he heard the creak of his door as it opened. He gripped the dagger under his pillow. The silouette of someone passed his window. The silouette got closer. Jareth took in a deep breath... and grinned. It was her. As soon as she got close enough, he grabbed her around the wait. She shrieked as he threw on the bed and pressed the dagger against her throat.

"What are you doing here, Sarah?", he whispered.

"I can't sleep. My room is drafty and cold.", she answered. He could tell she was smirking.

Jareth smirked too. "Oh, really? Well, I'll have those goblins fix that for you."

"You wouldn't dare. Besides, there are other reasons I can't sleep."

Jareth took away the dagger and set in on his bedside table. He heard concern and something akin to fear in her voice. "What is it, love? Bad dreams?"

"Sort of."

There was a knock at the door, and Leanna's voice asked, "Dad, are you okay?"

"Fine.", Jareth answered.

"Is Mom in there with you?"

Jareth looked at Sarah, and she shook her head. "No?" Jareth cursed himself. He hadn't meant it to sound like a question.

There was a disbelieving snort. "Well, then, I'll just tell JJ you were screaming like a girl. He ought to get a kick out of that." Jareth glared at the door as Leanna walked away from the door, singing in a very loud voice, "Daddy screamed like a girl, while giving my mommy a whirl..."

"I'm going to murder that child.", Jareth growled. Sarah just giggled.

JJ's voice was in the hallway now, singing, "Jareth screamed like a girl, because his lady turned into a squirrel."

Jareth cursed. He'd had a childhood fear of squirrels, and Leanna had probably told JJ that. He really didn't like her Gift.

"JJ, what sense does that make?", Leanna's voice asked.

"I suck at rhyming.", JJ replied. "Besides, it makes sense that Jareth would scream if he saw a squirrel. The High Queen told me one time, he woke up screaming from a nightmare of carnivorous squirrels, and he wet his bed."

Sarah snorted, an identical sound to the one Leanna made at the same moment. Jareth cursed.

"JJ sucks at rhyming, while my Dad resorts to whining.", Leanna said.

Their voices faded away as they sang much more vulgar versions of the "song".

"I'm going to murder them both.", Sarah whispered.

"I'll help.", Jareth replied, grinning, then sighed. "Now, what did you dream, love?"

"I dreamed about a man.", she started.

"I knew it!", Jareth hissed.

Through the gloom, Jareth could feel her glare at him. "Anyway, the old and very unattractive man told me that there were hard times ahead, that I would have to wait a little longer to be your queen." She paused. "He said Leanna had a greater destiny than just being the next ruler of the Goblin Kingdom. He said she had to fulfill her destiny before I could fulfill mine. It was... rather scary. I don't fear much, as you very well know, but I fear for my daughter. For our daughter."

Jareth's stomach did a somersault. 'Our daughter' she'd said. Their daughter. Jareth felt the joy subside quickly, though, as he thought about the other, slightly more important things she'd said. After a few moments, he said, "Nothing will stop me from keeping you at myside. Not even the gods. And I won't let anything happen to our daughter."

"I know, Jareth. I know. After a few minutes, he breathing deepened. She turned in her sleep to bury her head in his chest.

Jareth smiled and kissed her head. "Good night, my precious thing.", he whispered, and soon, he too fell asleep.

"Dad, it'll be fine. Mom knows how to take care of herself.", Leanna told her pacing father.

Why was Jareth pacing? Well, it had been a habit, one he'd been trying to break for nearly two centuries, but never succeeded. And right now, he was worried, worried about his bride-to-be. He'd only just gotten her back, and he wasn't ready to let her go again. He'd tried telling himself that she was just going to visit Toby, and give him the crystal that would bring him for the wedding when they called. She would be gone for a week, two at most. But Jareth couldn't shake the feeling that was going to go horribly wrong, something that was going to take her away from him again.

"Oh, Dad, you're driving me crazy!", Leanna yelled, holding her head. "I can't wait to be able to contol this stupid gift!"

Jareth stopped his pacing and took several deep breaths. He was very much afraid, and that did not bode well for Leanna since her Gift was still very sensitive. "Sorry.", he apologized.

Leanna let out a pained sigh. "Being Fae, or half-Fae, isn't all it's cracked up to be."

Jareth snorted. "You got that right." He rummaged through a trunk in the corner of his study and took out a small vial of green liquid. "Here. Drink this. It'll help with the headaches."

Leanna downed the potion in one gulp and shuddered. "It's freezing cold."

"Yes, but give it a few minutes. It does the trick."

Five minutes later, Leanna visibly relaxed. "Thanks, Dad."

Jareth grinned. "You're welcome, love."

"JJ calls me that. Not sure why."

Jareth chuckled. "The boy learns quicker than you do when it comes to matters of the heart."

Leanna's eyes flared with a defiant light, not unlike her mother's, at the thought that someone was better than her at something. The fire died down quickly, though. "Yes, you're right.", she admitted. "I suck at this kind of suck just as much as your insight sucks."

"Don't worry. You'll learn soon enough. By the way, I've been meaning to ask you. How did you come up with the number 328?"

"Whay? Oh, you mean the number of women you've bedded? Sometimes more than one at a ti-"

"Get to the point!" Leanna's shrewd manner was getting on his nerves.

"The old man in my dream told me.", Leanna replied casually.

"What?!" This old man appearing in people's dreams starting to worry Jareth. As if he didn't have enough to worry about."

"I asked him for dirt on you, something to embarrass you with, thinking it was just a stupid dream, and that's what he told me."

"What else did he tell you?"

"That I had a greater destiny than being the next ruler of the Goblin Kingdom. Oh, and that I would have to fulfill my destiny before my mother could fulfil hers. Or something like that. Dad, why does this worry you?"

"Because your mother had a similar dream last night."

"Oh, well, you would know, wouldn'y you? I guess that's what scared you so much. Daddy screamed like a girl, while giving my mommy a-"

"Leanna! This is important!"

"So is 'whirl'. It's what makes the whole damn song funny."

Jareth glared at her, then sighed. "I think it might be Ape. He's always trying to screw up people's lives with prophecies about destiny and the like."

Leanna observed him for a moment before nodding. "You mean Apollo, the god of prophecies." It wasn't a question.

"Yes, yes, him. I've met him a couple of times."

"Does he really make bad haikus?"

"Yes, but... How'd you know that?"

"I, er, read a book once. It was meant as a joke, but..."

Jareth shook his head, grinning. "Just like your mother." The thought of Sarah sobered him up. "I'm going to have your boyfriend keep tabs on her, just in case."

"Dad, you're going to go mad."

"Are you not worried?"

Leanna snorted. "I am but worried for thy sanity." She grinned. "Seriously, Dad. You're a couple centuries behind with your choice of word arrangement."

Jareth glared at her and was about to retort when there was a knock on the door. Jareth waved his hand, and the door opened. Sarah walked in.

"I take it I was the subject of the previous conversation?", she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, actually, Dad's word choice was.", Leanna answered.

"In other words... me."

"Yeah, mostly. And dreams. And Apollo. And bad haikus. And-"

"I think she gets the point, Leanna.", Jareth said pointedly.

"Please, don't worry about me.", Sarah said. "Either of you."

"Me? Worry? Perish the thought!", Leanna said, grinning.

"Okay, well, Jareth, please don't worry about me. I'll be back in a week or two."

"Or perhaps 17 years.", Jareth replied dryly. "Sarah, we can just talk to him though a crystal."

"It isn't the same. Jareth, you don't have an brothers or sisters, so I don't expect you to understand. It amazes me that you learned to be a good father."

Jareth stood up straight. "I had a younger cousin I cared for. For the first 200 years of her life, I took good care of her. Sarah, I do understand, believe me, I do. It's just, at the moment, I... don't like it."

She smiled. "You don't have to, you bloody, no good, egotistical, spoiled, rotten, magical Goblin King."

Leanna burst out laughing. "Oh, I love you, Mom. Really, I do!"

Jareth chuckled. "All right then, love. But you take care of yourself, or I will punish you. There are many more oubliettes out there that are much worse then the one you were in. Up or down, love?"

"Up.", Sarah answered firmly. Jareth nodded and conjured a crystal.

Leanna stood and hugged Sarah. "We'll see you soon, Mom."

"Be careful, Leanna. And go easy on your father. He's an old man.", Sarah replied. Leanna snickered.

"I'm not that old.", Jareth muttered.

Sarah grinned and kissed him softly. When she went to turn around, he pulled her close and kissed her. It was a long kiss, one that made Sarah's stomach burn and left them both gasping for air.

"Well, that was interesting.", Leanna commented.

"And, because of the annoying teenager, the moment is gone.", Jareth growled, glaring at Leanna.

"Yes, and you don't be hard on our daughter.", Sarah said. "I'll get Leanna to put you in an oubliette. Then, I'll get JJ to suspend your powers so you can't get out."

"If I go, I'm bringing you down with me."

Sarah grinned. "Well, that could be interesting-"

"Hello? Child present?", Leanna half-shouted, raising her hand. She shook her head and conjured up two crystals and handed them to Sarah. One was glowing white, and the other was glowing red. "The white one is for Uncle Toby. The red one is for you." She gave her mother one last hug before leaving.

Jareth stepped back, still holding his crystal. "Good-bye, Sarah.", he whispered, and threw the crystal at her.

"Oh, Jareth, don't be sad.", said the fading Sarah, her voice sounding distant. "It's not really good-bye, after all." And she faded away.

Jareth sat down at his desk with a sigh. He picked up the letter that had come earlier this morning. As he read, his eyes widened.

"Leanna!", he called.

Leanna appeared a moment later and asked with a deep voice, "You rang?"

Jareth gave her an odd look before saying, "King Aaron hung himself last night. I want to know if you had anything to do with that."

Leanna smirked. "No." Jareth raised an eyebrow. "Not really. There's nothing wrong with encouraging people to do things they want to do, is there?"

Jareth let a smirk play on his own lips as well. "Let me guess. You used your new Gift to enhance his fears and terrosized him with images, and that made him hang himself."

"Dad!", Leanna gasped, feigning innocence. "Whyever would you think such a thing? Do you not trust me? Please! Perish the thought!" She winked at him and left the room.

Jareth shook his head, grinning. More and more like me everyday, he thought. Jareth's grin widened as he thought about the times to come. Apollo or no, he was determined that everything would go as planned.

With that thought, he got up to go to lunch, hoping against hope that his next plan would go smoothly. But he did try not to get his hopes up...

Muahahahaha!!! I'll bet you guys hate me right now, because that's the end!!! I can't believe I actually finished something. The entire story is obviously not over yet. There will be a sequel. It won't be up for a while, though. At least, I don't think it will. Depends how long it takes me to finish this HP/Labyrinth story I'm writing. It will be up sometimes in the summer, though, rest assured.

Jareth: *thinks* I can live with this ending. Got no real complaints. But Sarah will be back right?

Lp: Oh, yes, she will... *giggles**winks*

Leanna: How long is she going to be?

Lp: Oh, 5 year--, uh days.

Jareth: Whew! Only 5 days? That's a relief!

Leanna: *sighs* Dad, your hearing sucks almost as bad as your insight.

Jareth: So I've been told.

JJ: Several times, by me, in fact, in the past 3 years.

Jareth: Wait! Did you say 5 years, Lp?!

Lp: *faking innocence* No! Perish the thought!

Leanna: Hey, that's my line!

Jareth: *lunges for Lp*

Lp: *disappears until she writes the sequel*