Author note: Sorry for the delay! I've been so busy with school and such. Anyways here's chapter 2, hope you like it ^^.

Sarah quickly got over her confusion and ran toward the castle at full speed. She could see Jareth on the roof and assumed the worse.

Jareth stood overlooking his land searching from her while lost in his own thoughts. Should he just let her back in? Forget it just like that? She destroyed him, he must not forget that. His pride would forever be his downfall, he knew that.

She cried as she ran. The only thing going through her head being "Dear god, don't jump!" Her feet felt painfully slow against the rocky ground of the labyrinth. She needed him as much as she needed oxygen. If only she saw it when she had the chance, now he stands up there looking like he's going to jump.

Jareth spotted her and couldn't help the slow smile that crept across his face. She was beautiful. Her hair blowing behind her entranced him.

She reached the castle and stormed the stairs, anxious to catch him before he plunged to the ground at horrifying speeds.

She reached him and screamed "Don't jump! Please Jareth! I love you. You have no idea how much I love you. I'm so sorry."

She fell to her knees and panted heavily as the exhaustion from her runing set in. He stared at her, mesmorized.

"Sorry? You're sorry? Just like that you expect this to all go away? Because you're sorry?" He fumed, glaring at her.

She looked up at the older man and it sunk in. She was stupid to think he'd ever forgive her. The tears continually fell as she stared at his livid face.

He couldn't help the anger that built in him when he heard her say that. She never thought of anyone but herself! Here he was, soaking in depression, and all she said was that she was sorry. He offered the world to her only to have her say no. He looked into her young angel face and saw the pain he'd inflicted.

"Send me home then, please Jareth. Just... send me home..."

He shook his head. "You got here yourself, you can get yourself out."

She stared at him and then stumbled down the steps before falling hard to the floor. Instantly she was knocked out cold, still alive, still breathing. He ran after hearing the thud and stared at her seemingly lifeless form. What had he done? His stupid pride...always with his pride. If only he'd just taken her back... if only... Now she was laying there crumpled, broken. Why didn't he just tell her how much he loved her?

Sarah couldn't feel anything, all she saw was black. She knew she wasn't dead and was vaguely aware of where she was. If she couldn't have him why couldn't she just die? Just end this all? Her breathing was ragged and shallow. She pictured his angry face and tried her hardest to let go of her hold on life. Slowly her grasp weakened and she felt herself slipping away, giving into the darkness threatening to overtake her.

"Sarah? Sarah? Please hang in there, I'm so sorry love."

He pressed his lips to hers in an attempt to bring her back. Please Sarah, don't die.