AN: I want to you all so much for reviewing! You don't know how much it means to me to hear someone likes my writing! :) School starts in 5 days so I will try to update as quickly as possible. Unfortunately school comes first. I will do my best so don't dunk me in the Bog of Eternal Stench!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN LABYRINTH OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS! I wish I did. I'd keep Jareth all to myself!

Chapter 2: A New Person

Sarah woke up to the sun glistening in from her window. She frowned. Something felt weird about this particular day. Like something bad was about to happen.

It had been two years since Sarah's encounter with the Labyrinth. She was now eighteen and well on her way to acting school. She had grown out her childish ways. She put away the figurines of her friends from the Labyrinth. Sarah put her belongings into a box in her closet. The little red book she put away in the drawer of her vanity. She became careful about wishing, in case a certain Goblin King came back. She and Irene had become close, not a mother/daughter relationship but a friendship. It was better than fighting all the time. And Toby, oh the little boy. Sarah's overprotective side kicked in when it came to the child. After all, she fought hard against the Goblin King to get him back.

A loud slam in the hallway startled her from her thoughts.

"Toby?!" Sarah screamed in panic. Toby was sprawled out on the floor. He quickly sat up and grinned.

"Sarah you missed it!" the little boy cried. "There was a really pretty bird outside the window." Sarah put her hands on her hips.

"Toby. I told you," she sighed, "to not climb on the window sill at anytime." Toby's smile disappeared into a frown.

"I was just curious!" he screamed.

"Toby calm down." Sarah said. The boy wouldn't listen. He stomped around and then glared up at her.

"I wish the Goblin King would take you away-right now!" he yelled at her. Sarah stared in horror at Toby. She had never told Toby about HIM so how did he know? Did he find the book? She ran to her room to check. Sure enough, it was gone.

"Well well, precious. I see we meet again." his icy cold voice echoed through the silent room.

"Not of my own accord," she snarled, "Go away."

"Oh but I can't, love. Someone made a wish." the Goblin King spun her around and tilted her face up, her emerald eyes meeting his mismatched.

"So dear Toby has wished you away?" he put on his trademark smirk. She still has her fire, he thought to himself.

"He didn't mean it! He's just a child!" Sarah protested. Her eyes wandered elsewhere so she wouldn't have to look at him.

"What's said is said."

A gush of wind filled the room and took the Goblin King and his prisoner away to the Underground. Glitter littered the floor. Toby peered inside Sarah's room. "Sarah?" the little boy called.

"Let me go!" Sarah screamed. The Goblin King dropped her onto the cold stone floor of the throne room. It was cleaner than she remembered. There were no goblins anywhere. The floor was actually polished. The curtains had been dusted.

"Welcome home, love." he grinned and sat down in his throne. A riding crop appeared in his hands.

"I'm not home, Goblin King." Sarah spat. He jerked her head up with the crop.

"Oh?" Jareth smirked. He gazed into her eyes, full of fire and determination. There was the girl he fell in love with.

"Aren't you going to let Toby run?" she asked, smacking the crop away.

"Heavens no, precious. He's too young," he stated. "And even if he did run, I wouldn't give you up."

The Goblin King bent down and picked Sarah up.

"Since you will be living here, I want you to call me by my given name, Jareth. I don't care for fancy titles and whatnot." Sarah shook her head.

"Never."

"Sarah, don't defy me." he stroked her cheek. His other arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her close. "My love..." he whispered into her ear. His lips lingered over hers for a seconds. Sarah could feel his breath on her skin.

"Jareth, please..."she said. He stepped away. Dark chocolate brown hair tries to hide the tears that were running down her beautiful face.

"Come with me." Jareth took her hand gently into his and led her down the hallway. Sarah kept her eyes down at the floor. The sound of his boots clicking along the floor filled her ears. She glanced up at him. He was dressed in the same attire as when they first met. A black poet-like shirt, tight black pants and his black boots. He sure likes to wear black, Sarah thought. Without meaning to, a small giggle came out. Jareth's ears perked up to the sound of her small laugh. It was like hearing bells chime. He spun around to see her face. A graceful smile cleared away any of the sadness that was left.

"Want to share what was so funny, precious?" he asked humorously.

She smiled at him and answered, "I just remembered our meeting. You wore the same clothes."

Her smile is beautiful, he thought. And it was a smile for him. Not Higgle, or the fox creature, or even the giant red fur ball.

"Well when you live forever, you run out of clothes."

"That's a downright lie Jareth."

"You think so?"

"Oh course! You have magic! You can create new clothes!" she laughed.

"I suppose you are right. But that's only when I'm bored."

"Bored of what? Kicking goblins out of windows, Jareth?"

His name rolled off her tongue so exquisitely. Like she was meant to say his name. The Goblin King tried to restrain himself from kissing her like he wanted to in the throne room. Instead, he rushed along to bring her to her bedroom.

AN: Thanks again for reading and make sure to review! See you in the next chapter, your faithful author.