Hey, this is the second installment of the reserve. Take note of how these two characters feel at certain points in this story, it is their feelings about their own and each other's actions and choices that make this story. Please R&R. d/s: I own nothing but my own creations.

Chapter Two: Back Again

As her surroundings came into focus, Sarah gazed around at the world she had left behind her only one short year ago. Nothing had changed at all so it felt as if it had been only yesterday.

She suddenly remembered that she was still holding Jareth's hand and she hastily released it while her cheeks blushed. Jareth gazed at her still as if he had seen the most beautiful and magical thing for the first time and was transfixed.

"Well, you came back Sarah. Why?"

"I got sick of my world. I was going out with some loser and then I caught him cheating on me with another girl. That Bastard!" Anger returned to her face once more as she thought of that traitor Mark.

"Well you're here now so what would you like to do?" He took a step towards her, still smiling in his eyes.

"How about another ball?!" Sarah exclaimed, excitement now returned to her.

"As you wish…"

They were in a room of gold and crystal. All around them, dancers in masks swirled in time to the music with its deep and melodious, romantic notes of seduction. Sarah wore the same ball-gown, white with a large skirt and sleeves. Her hair held white ribbons that hung down and brushed her neck and shoulders and a white, crystal necklace hung around her neck and down in between her bosom. Jareth wore the same suit of blue sequins and blue streaks amid his fae white-blonde hair.

Everything was the same as it has been and yet was different. This time, Sarah held no gaze of bewilderment, instead her face was lit up with excitement as was her partner's as they twirled in time with the music in each other's arms.

After what could only be presumed to be a few hours in Sarah's estimation they collapsed into two chairs in Jareth's throne room, wearing the same clothes as they had been wearing when they had first came there hours earlier. They laughed breathlessly, both had enjoyed their time together.

Suddenly Sarah pulled herself to her feet "Well I feel much better now, I had better be going."

Jareth's face fell "What do you mean?"

"Well I came here because I was upset but I feel better now so I can go back home. Can you take me home please Jareth?"

Sarah held her hand out to him and with an expression of melancholy on his face he walked over to her and took her hand.

They were back in her room once more. "Well Thankyou Jareth, I had a very good time."

"Remember dear Sarah that any time you need me you may call on me and I will come and take you away to the Labyrinth."

"Of course" she laughed and then released his hand. His eyes completely empty of their previous sparkle he disappeared in a cloud of gold glitter to leave her alone once more as she had been when he had come for her.