Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth nor do I think I shall anytime soon.

A/N: Okay, here is the last chapter, hopefully. I'm so glad to those of you who have kept with me so far. Sorry if this story sucked, but I'm kinda rushing it since I've decided I'm not as interested in reading and writing Labyrinth as I am in writing HP. I swear I'm so much better in HP stories than I am at Labyrinth. Possibly cuz I'm not as interested in Labyrinth anymore as I am in HP. So this shall be my last chapter/story in this section. I love you all. Thanks so much for reading thus far. Wish me luck on my HP stories (which I've been doing pretty good at, if I do say so myself. And I do. Hehe.)

Chapter Seventeen: The Grand Finale…

"Wha-?" asked Sarah. Bryan whispered again.

"Who's Jareth?" he asked again. Sarah blinked and looked down.

"Oh, um…" She couldn't finish her sentence. It wasn't because she didn't want to answer. It wasn't because she didn't have an answer. It was because, at that time, her aunt's dog, Merlin the Second (as Sarah so affectionately dubbed him), had picked that moment to run down the isle and towards Sarah. He was holding something in his mouth, though Sarah couldn't quite figure what that was. She bent down, thankful for the distraction.

"Grab that dog! He stole my palm pilot!" Bryan felt his heart sink as he heard Amanda's voice above the crowd. He looked down and made to grab the palm pilot, but it was too late. Sarah had already taken it.

"And what have we here, The Second?" she asked. She had always loved to call Merlin 'The Second'. She wasn't sure why, but she had said it some time ago to be funny and it sort of stuck. She looked at the palm pilot's face and gasped. Her eyes grew wide as she looked at Amanda, then at Bryan. The account was under his name, and she did not like what she saw. "Bryan, what is this?" she asked.

"It's nothing," he said in an attempt to grab it.

"If it's nothing, then why are you attempting to grab it from me?" she asked, keeping it out of his reach. Her father rushed up and took it from her. He looked at Bryan and frowned.

"I'm sorry, but I have to interfere on my daughter's behalf," he said, his words aimed towards the priest. "This man is attempting to embezzle money from my daughter." Bryan backed up, turned, and attempted to run, but Merlin the Second had grabbed hold of his foot and began to growl, forcing Bryan to lose his footing and fall to the ground. It was then that a few of Sarah's cousins grabbed him and pulled him up to his feet.

"It wasn't my idea, Sarah. It was all Amanda's idea. I love you!"

"Liar!" cried out Amanda, who was also being restrained. Sarah couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her chest was hurting. She had been betrayed but her fiancée. She almost lost all the money she had in her accounts. But what hurt her the most was the way she had treated Jareth. He was right… about everything. He had been right about Bryan being a jerk, about Sarah being blind… Oh no. She hoped he hadn't been right about the Labyrinth as well. She turned to her father.

"Father, there has been a terrible mistake," she said to him, tears in her eyes. "I turned down the man of my dreams to be with this jerk, and now I don't know if I can ever get him back." Her father's brows furrowed as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Then find a way," was all he said. Sarah nodded and ran back up the isle, much to the dismay and confusion of her audience.

Ooooooooooo

Sarah had ditched her veil about a quarter of the way back to her father's house. She made for one interesting sight, running down the streets in a wedding gown, white stockings, and white high heeled shoes. But she didn't care. Her hair was flying about her face as she crossed the final street, up the front porch steps, and into her father's house. She made her way up the stairs and into her old room, which had since been transformed into a guest room. But her vanity mirror remained. She stopped in front of it and panted.

"I need you Hoggle," she said quickly in one breath. She was panting now as she waited for a reply. But none came. She pounded on the desk. "Come on, Hoggle. I need you! I NEED YOU… NOW!" She continued to pant as she waited. When no answer came, she dropped to her knees and began hitting furiously at the ground. The whole time, she continued to rant. "I need you all. Hoggle, Ludo, Sir Didymus, Ambrosious… And most of all, I need you! I need you, Jareth." She finally stopped pounding the floor as she began to cry. "I love you, Jareth. I believe in you. I believe in all of you!" She then collapsed fully onto the ground and sobbed. Her body was wracking with all of her sobs.

"We love you too, Sarah." She looked up as she heard the sound of Ludo's voice. She gasped then smiled when she saw Ludo, Hoggle, Sir Didymus, and Ambrosious sitting on the guest bed.

"My lady," lamented Sir Didymus said as he jumped from the bed and hurried over to her. "This is not seemly. A fine lady, such as yourself, should not be upon the floor like some common goblin in a drunken stupor." She laughed through her tears and threw her arms around him in a huge hug.

"I'm so glad you're here," she laughed. "I thought I'd never see you again.

"Sarah… cry," lamented Ludo. She pulled back and looked at him. She wiped her eyes.

"No, not anymore, Ludo," she smiled. "Not now that you're here." She stood and hugged the giant beast. She pulled back and looked at Hoggle, who seemed a little hurt.

"You didn't believe him, Sarah," he said. "He told you the truth and you didn't believe him. Why didn't you?" Sarah blushed.

"Could you blame me? With our history together?" Hoggle frowned.

"He has always done what you wanted him to do, Sarah," he replied. Sarah sighed.

"Yes, you are right. And I was foolish. I was a foolish little girl then…" She exhaled. "And I was a foolish little girl now. I'm sorry. If I could, I would apologize to him. I would love nothing more than to tell him I'm sorry." The trio smiled. Sarah looked at them, confused, and then felt a hand upon her shoulders.

"Very well, I accept." She turned around, scared at first, then somewhat relieved. Her hand was over her heart and she sighed.

"You scared me, Jareth," she breathed, though she was not wholly angry with him.

"Sorry," he smirked. She dropped her eyes and wrung her eyes.

"No, Jareth. It is I who should be apologizing to you." She looked back up at him. "I should have listened to you all along. You were right about everything. I am so-," She was cut off from speaking further when her lips were covered by his. Sometime later, when they pulled apart, he looked down at her and smiled.

"There is nothing to be sorry about," he said. "We both have things in our past that we should be sorry for. Let us just say all is forgiven and be done with it." Sarah smiled as she wound her arms around his neck.

"I like the sound of that." And with that, she kissed him squarely on the lips.

The End…

A/N2: Okay, there it is. Sorry it was so rushed, but it was just bugging me that I didn't have this done, so I finished it so it could be done with, finally. Hahaha. I am sorry to those who were made to wait for this. Thanks so much for your patience. Haha. Read long and prosper. Always Hopeful