Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth, nor do I think I ever shall in a million years.

A/N: Okay, I know I have not updated this story in like forever and a day, but that is why I am trying to do so now. I know the sooner I update, the sooner I can get to the last chapter, and the sooner I shall be through with this fic. Possibly one or two more chapters after this. Possibly three, but I'm not sure. Read long and prosper.

Chapter Fifteen: Wedding Bells…

Sarah paced back and forth. She was a ways from where she was to get married, but not so far away that she couldn't see the guests gathering around the small makeshift alter. She sighed as she stopped her pacing and looked at her guests. For the thousandth time since announcing the wedding was to be held today, she wondered if she was doing the right thing. She did not know, and it bothered her more than she could possibly say.

She was so used to being in control of her life that now, it seemed unnatural that she was unsure. What was she to do? She shook her head and took in a deep breath. She was doing the right thing. She knew she was. After all, she loved Bryan more than she could say. At least, she thought she loved Bryan. After all, she would not have agreed to marry him if she had not loved him. Right?

Or had it been out of desperation that she had accepted his wedding proposal? After all, he had been the first man to pay attention to her; the first man to seem to want her. Well, aside from Jareth, of course.

She mentally bereted herself. How could she have such thoughts about that stupid git? He was arrogant, crude, cold, unfeeling, and… and… And everything she wanted. Curse him and his stupid Labyrinth… His stupid goblins…. His stupid kingdom. How could she ever fall for someone as pushy, self-centered, wretched, and stupid as Jareth, King of the Goblins, and ruler of the entire Underground? It just did not make any sense to her at all.

And yet…

"Hey, Sarah, how are you?" She jumped when she heard her dad speak to her. So enwrapped in her own thoughts, she had not noticed that he had walked up to her. She smiled.

"Oh, hi Dad," she said. "I'm fine." Her dad kissed her on her cheek and smiled back at him.

"You look beautiful," he said. She blushed.

"Thank you, Dad," she said. He looked around.

"Hey, Sarah, do you mind if I ask you a question?" She looked around with him.

"Oh, sure," she said. They went over to where her dad had parked his car. When they stopped there, she looked at him. "So, Dad, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" He looked at her for a few moments before he answered.

"Honey, are you sure you want to marry this man?" Sarah was stunned by his question. How could he tell she was having doubts?

"W-W-Why would you ask me that?" she asked, frowning even more. He shrugged.

"I can just sense that there is something wrong. At first, I just thought that perhaps I was imagining things. Then, I thought perhaps I was right. You stopped mentioning things about him whenever we talked… I heard less about the wedding with each passing day… And then you pulled forward the wedding… Twice. Sure, women are generally excited about their weddings, but it has been my experience that women take as much time as possible to prepare for their weddings. I'm thinking that there is something upsetting you. I'm worried about you, Sarah." He placed a hand upon her shoulder as she looked down.

"I thank you very much for your concern, Dad," she said. She finally looked up at him. "But do not worry about me. I am, after all, a grown woman and am perfectly capable of looking out for myself." She offered her father a slight smile.

"Very well," he said. He kissed her cheek. "In that case, I suppose we should be getting on with the wedding." He held out his arm for her. "Shall we, Sarah?" Sarah smiled and nodded, accepting her father's arm. Together, they began walking down the isle.

Ooooooooooo

At the time when the conversation between Sarah and her father had been taking place, Bryan had been talking with Amanda…. The woman he had been talking in the bar with.

"Is everything ready, Manda?" he asked. She was currently checking something on her palm pilot.

"It is all ready," she said. "My friend in the bank said that the moment you say, 'I do,' you shall have the right to all of the money in her accounts. Then, we shall send the money from her accounts to ours and before she can figure out what happened, we will be off and running."

"Excellent," he smiled. He heard the music starting. "Excuse me, darling. I've got a wedding to go to." He turned around and quickly made his way to where he was supposed to be.

A/N2: Okay, here is the next chapter. I don't know when I'll be able to update this story again, but it'll be a while. LOL! Read long and prosper. Always Hopeful