ghostofthewaterflame: Sorry bout the cliffy! I'm happy you thought this last chapter awesome! yeah! I thought the pranks they played were pretty funny myself! So I'm glad to have another prank enthusiast for this one:) I'm really sorry I haven't been able to get this done before now. There's been so much going on here and I was trying to come up with some more concepts for this story! I hope you like them:)
LordFluffy'sDemoness: Believe it or not, it didn't take much thought on my part to come up with the pranks for Jareth, Kalet, Garrett, and Kale. It was fairly easy considering the fact that I like to play pranks myself! You compliment me so on the awesome and funny meter! Thanx girl! I'll do my best to keep it up:)
Disclaimer: Don't own Labyrinth or anything connected with it or Jim Henson and company.
Peaches and Crystal Dreams
Chapter 4: Captive Dreams
Kalet woke with a pounding headache and a deep voice calling her name. Her eyelids fluttering, she opened them slowly trying to bring the world into focus. A blurry figure sat on her bed staring down at her worriedly. Squeezing her eyes tightly together she concentrated and forced her vision to clear. "Jareth."
An eyebrow arched. "Kalet. Are you alright? What happened?" Jareth's voice was anxious as he asked the question she'd dreaded since before she'd been knocked unconscious. "Where's Sarah?"
He'd been so furious to discover Sarah's disappearance, but no one seemed to know who was behind it. He'd searched all day through the Labyrinth and surrounding areas, but found nothing. Not even a trace. Running his hand through his blond uneven lengths, Jareth mussed his unruly mane; created an even messier look than usual.
Kalet had been holding her breath. Her brother's anger would know absolutely no bounds once her secret was revealed. "Jareth, I'm sorry I failed you!" The beautiful blond's mismatched eyes dripped tears of sorrow and pain. "We'd gone out to the lake, Sarah and I, and had been having such a wonderful, fun day. I noticed it was growing dark so I suggested we head back here." Kalet shifted in her bed to sit up and face her brother. "The two of us were riding the horses back when I felt a growing evil presence. I looked back to see a shadow approaching and then I felt a blow to the back of my head." Bracing herself for the fury to come, she took a deep breath and continued. "Before I fell into darkness, I saw a dark figure swoop down and snatch Sarah from her horse. Jareth, it was Garrett! He took her!"
Wincing, the blond ducked low awaiting his wrath. She knew it would be aimed at her for her failure to protect Sarah. Cracking one eye slightly, she checked to see if hell was about to break wide open. Nothing. Just a calm silence. Then she glanced at her brother again. Calm was definitely not a word she'd associate with him at this point in time.
Pacing around the room, a dark look overcame Jareth's face. Walking over to a wall the Goblin King reared back, and letting his fist fly, Jareth slammed his fist against the stone; hearing a slight crumble and dust tumbled down it's stone surface. "That son of a bitch! How dare he!" Leaving the wall, he strolled over to his sister, somewhat calmer since his violent outburst and blow to the wall. Sitting down, he gently reached out to touch her face.
A lone tear slipped from her left eye to fall on his hand. She apologized to him. "I'm sorry, Jareth. It was my fault. I didn't see what was happening quick enough to react. I understand that you're angry with me and that I'll be sent away from here as punishment." Kalet lowered her head waiting for his frosty response.
Taken aback by his sister's words, Jareth tilted her chin up with his fingers. "Kalet, I'm sure you did the best you could, circumstances withstanding. I don't hold you responsible at all." He pulled his younger sibling close for a hug. "You weren't here for that anyway. You were just here to help keep her company and wile away the time. As for her being taken, there's only one person responsible and that's Garrett! He'll pay. Make no mistake about it!"
A grim expression had taken over his gorgeous face. "He'll also pay for your injuries as well, Kalet." Standing up, her brother smiled at her. "I want you to rest and I'm going downstairs. I've got a summons to perform. There's someone I'm going to need to help me find and rescue Sarah."
Her smile a reflection of his own, she asked, "You're going to summon him, aren't you? You're going to bring him here." Kalet's voice carried a hint of excitement. If Jareth was going to summon who she believed it to be, then it was someone either of them hadn't seen in a very, long time.
Nodding, in agreement, Jareth affirmed her guess. "Yes. He's the one I'm calling. I'll possibly need his strength and everything he can give to help me get Sarah back, safe and sound." His mismatched eyes flashed, daring her to question his judgment.
"Jareth, do whatever it takes to get her back home. As soon as I've rested up, allow me to help you. Sarah doesn't know it, but during our time at the lake, I bound a part of her to me so I could find her anytime, anyplace. Please, let me do this to make up for my inabilities last night. I beg of you! Please, Jareth."
Kalet threw her covers off and jumped up. Running towards her brother, she threw her arms around his thin, muscular form. "Jareth, let me make this up to you and Sarah! I won't rest easily until you've granted my request! Please!"
Her emotional request swayed him against his better judgment. "Alright, Kalet. I'll agree to this on one condition."
Kalet's blond head bobbled excitedly at the prospect of being able to join the search and rescue for Sarah. "Anything. Just name your condition."
Smirking, Jareth, shook his head. "Impetuous as always, Kalet. My condition is that you rest until our guest arrives. No magic or anything until that time. Understood? Should you break this, then you won't be allowed to go."
"I promise. I'll be a good Fae princess. I'll behave and rest. Nothing more I can assure you!" Happily, the slightly shorter blond hugged Jareth, rewarding him for the good decision he'd made.
Stepping away from her, he gestured towards her bed. "Rest. Don't forget, Kalet, I have eyes all over the castle, should you forget our bargain. Now...sleep."
Hypnotically, Jareth stared into Kalet's eyes. Entrancing her into a deep, dreamless sleep, he appeared satisfied when her eyes closed to sleep. Her body wavered due to it's unconscious state so Jareth, the kind gentleman that he was, picked her up and lay her down on the soft mattress. Reaching down, he pulled the covers up and tucked them around her chin. Smoothing her bangs away from her forehead, he placed a kiss on her cheek.
Summoning a crystal he vanished leaving the sleeping woman to rest as ordered. Jareth transported to his own bedroom. He walked with a heavy heart to the window and sat down in its stoned frame. An idea came to him that gave him a small amount of comfort.
Conjuring up several crystals, he deftly swiveled them around in his palm. Fondly, the Goblin King remembered doing this on Sarah's last visit to the Underground, as she fought her way to the castle beyond the goblin city. She'd navigated the Labyrinth and one night, as a result of a gift, of his, she'd been entrapped in her dreams. A bite from a peach and she'd been caught in one of his crystals dancing the night away; almost forgetting what she'd came for in the first place.
Lifting each crystal to his lips, Jareth kissed every one and blew them out onto the wind sending them out to his missing love, wherever she may be held by that soon-to-be dead brother of his. As the last dream left his gloved hands, he poured his heart, soul and love into all of them hoping to reach Sarah somehow, someway. If only.
Jareth watched the crystals turned to bubbles float on the evening air. Magically, they kept on drifting as if pulled towards a certain gravitational point or person. Maybe, if he watched long enough, he'd be able to see their final destination. Since he'd poured everything he had for Sarah into them, they should go to her just like the last time. Hopefully. The Goblin King sat in silence viewing his handiwork from his room.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. The dreams he'd sent to her had floated over to the Land of Nightmares. Muttering, spitefully, "So that's where the bastard's been hiding." Stalking towards the center of the room, he said, "It's time for the summoning." Bringing out a newly formed crystal, he transported himself to the library to carry out the necessary arrangements for the next few days.
Deep in sleep, the brunette sighed. She was in a mass of swirling silk and bodies looking for that special someone. Every time she thought she'd found or cornered him, it turned out to be a false alarm and wasn't even him. Of course, how could she mistake anyone for him. Extremely tall, thin, uneven blond hair, his enormous hypnotic personality. He took her very breath from her chest before it could escape.
Turning once again to look around the room, without a warning there he stood, in all his glitter and Fae glory. Jareth was as gorgeous as ever. It was amazing how he never looked anything but amazing! The man never had a bad hair day or anything! It could almost make a girl or woman jealous.
He wore gray, tight fitted pants, knee high black boots, a white beautifully sewn poets shirt with a dark blue glitter and jewel encrusted, long sleeved jacket. He reached out his hand to draw her near.
Jareth was admiring her dress of peach satin that was fitted at the waist and flared just above her hips to the floor. The bodice of her dress had several diamonds sewn into it to accent the color of her dress. It was an off the shoulder dress with tight sleeves that came down to a point at her middle finger with a small band of elastic to fit around her finger holding the material in place.
The Goblin King stared deeply into her eyes. "You look beautiful tonight, Sarah. Tonight and every night."
Smiling, she whispered, "Thank you." Sarah felt happy, but she felt so woozy at the same time. She felt as if someone had slipped her some kind of drug at a local party or something. Honestly, she didn't care. Jareth was here with her now and that's all that mattered. She'd missed him so much and his brother scared the shit out of her! He was one ruthless person when all was said and done.
Sarah and Jareth whirled around the floor oblivious to the other couples that surrounded them. They didn't say much. But they didn't need words when their eyes and arms said it all. Each moment while immersed in her dreams, Sarah fell deeper and deeper into those dreams, enjoying everything she was seeing and feeling.
Jareth drew her even closer to his toned body. He leaned down so close that their lips were almost touching. Right as he was about to confess his love, a silver sword stabbed completely through Jareth's heart.
Sarah screamed as his blood splattered her, her dress and everything around them. He fell forward and she caught him; easing the both of them to the floor. Crying, she kissed him repeatedly, freely admitting her love for the arrogant Goblin King. The dark haired girl felt a hand encircle her wrist jerking her up and forcing her to abandon her place at Jareth's side. Seeing the culprit made her weak and queasy.
Garrett stood before her with her arm closed in a light band of steel, from his grip. "If you're going to dream, then dream about me or none at all", he growled fiercely.
Sarah felt extremely strange as her dream world broke up around her. Everything falling into pieces. The world, she knew, that Jareth had made just for her. The one that he'd sent specifically to her was gone. No thanks to the jackass in her presence. One day soon that would all change. She felt it in her bones. He'd pay for everything and she sincerely hoped Jareth would be the one to deal the consequences.
Sarah's eyes snapped open to find Garret watching her with amusement. It really pissed her off greatly. First, he'd tried to take her away while Aboveground, then he kidnapped her and thirdly, he'd broken her dream with Jareth. She couldn't help but experience sadness at the loss of his touch, his kiss and his bigger -than- life, take -no -shit personality.
Snapping at the evil man in front of her, "I hope you burn in hell!"
Garrett's dark laughter rang out in the room filling it to the rafters. Leaning down close to her face, their lips almost touching, he laughed, "I've already been there and they sent me back. Not much you can do to me, little girl, that they haven't. But then again, I like pain! I live for pain! Pain is my pleasure. Just as you will become my pain and pleasure."
Her eyes teared up and she sent a thought winging out into the night. "Jareth, hurry up and come for me! Please!"
A/N: Sorry to leave you guys with a cliffy, but that's how it worked for this chapter. My apologies and I hope that you like where it's heading...if you can tell already... the first one to figure it out gets a cookie. See you guys next chapter! L8r:)