A/N: THANK YOU TO ALL MY READERS. PLEASE REVIEW. SORRY FOR THE DELAY IN UPDATING. I WILL HAVE THE NEXT UP SOON. DISCLAIMER- DON'T OWN THE LABYRINTH :)

The minutes and hours seemed to tick by in slow motion as if someone was restraining their destination around the clock. Toby checked his watch again and sighed with irritation.

This day could not possibly take any longer and he needed to get to his sister. Those stupid "dreams" were anything but dreams and Sarah was the only one that could tell him what was going on.

He deserved to know the truth. He remembered when he was little. Sarah used to tell him stories of the Underground. The stories that came from his sister were so real, so vivid, it was clear even to his young mind at the time that she did not get them from any book alone.

There were many fairytales about the Fae and they all spoke of creatures such as talking animals, dwarfs, beasts and goblins. The stories always spoke of these things but they were never given life.

Sarah though…. his sister could tell you stories of friends with genuine personalities:

Sir Didymus a fierce knightly fox that was loyal to the core-

Hoggle a scared but loving dwarf that when push came to shove would face his fears for his friends, and

Ludo who was big as a building, could call the very boulders to do his bidding and terrifying to look at but the most gentle creature anyone would ever meet.

Toby smiled to himself as he remembered curling up in his big soft bed while Sarah told him about her friends, about the Labyrinth and about - the Goblin King...

Yea there are just some things that you can't make up, some things are too real to be fiction and now every night he was seeing in living color the very images she had painted for him with her memories.

Toby knew that as Sarah got older she had tried to dismiss the Labyrinth. Their father and his mother had convinced her that she needed counseling to help her rid herself of these "recurring images". Please! The only thing Sarah needed was to dismiss her boring life here and accept who Toby could sense she truly was.

Toby was also because he felt as though she belonged in that world that she recreated with her words.

He could sense Sarah's connection to the Underground as he listened to her. Sarah's words held power, you could feel in it the air as she spoke-it is almost electrifying.

She did not need to forget her time in the Labyrinth, she needed to explain to him what any of it had to do with him. Toby always felt that she was leaving out part of the story. He knew there was so much more to say.

As class finally ended Toby nearly ran to his sister's classroom. Sarah was sitting behind her desk, just sort of staring out into space. What the hell?

"Sarah- hey…. uh, sis… you alright?"

"What? Yes just continue on that the next scene."

Ok, seriously….what the hell? "Sarah look at me. Where are you?"

He finally saw her eyes clear and noticed her realization that class was over and she was sitting in an empty room. Sarah's eyes then shifted to his own. "Toby! Oh thank God. I was so scared he had taken you. And what was I to do then… run the Labyrinth again? You are not a child anymore and I certainly did not wish you away. What does he want with you anyway?"

"Um, Sarah not to be Captain Obvious here but you are scaring the hell out of me and not making any sense whatsoever. So you wanna slow down a minute and perhaps back up a few decade?"

Sarah let out the breath that she had been holding for the entirety of the afternoon as she looked at her little brother. Safe. Toby was safe. Nothing had happened today when Jareth had paid her that little visit. Could it possibly be true that he only came because she called?

No. She was not about to start trusting Jareth- regardless how good it had felt with his long fingers twisted in her hair, his mouth tasting her, their bodies pressed—

"Earth to Sarah!"

"Oh" she laughed lightly. "Sorry, Toby. I have had a very interesting afternoon. So what do you want to know about the Underground?"

"Geez, Sarah I sorta need to know everything don't you think? Have I ever been there? Did you wish me away like those children you talked about? Is that how you know your friends? How did you beat the Labryinth to get me home? And why do I feel like he wants us both back?"

"Whoa, hang on a sec, slow up."

Sarah looked at her little brother's panicked face. She owed him answers, answers that were long overdue and she knew it. She also knew that while it was clear that something was pulling them both back, she wasn't clear if the end game was her or Toby himself. She didn't want to scare him by jumping to conclusions. "

Sit down buddy, I have story to tell you and understand that why you may have heard this very tale before, this time pay close attention because you are the very child and I am the Goblin King's great love."

Jareth sat in the windowsill of his throne room. The labyrinth and his goblin kingdom fanned out before him. It was not his vast lands that had him captivated this night however. His eyes were locked within the crystal he held in his gloved hand. He watched with expectation as his queen told their true story to his heir at long last.

It was amazing to finally see her own their destiny. It was obvious in her retelling that she loved his labyrinth as much as he did and his subjects and kingdom warmed her heart. She would be such a noble wonderful Queen.

Those cruel eyes showed so much emotion as she spoke of him. There was fear and inferiority as well as anger and courage, but if you really looked into those eyes – there was also fierce love and attraction. It was time. It was past time.

Jareth closed his eyes as he felt the power of her words wash over him. She believed in everything again. The connection between the Goblin King and the human girl Sarah Williams strengthen once again.

"They have always been with me haven't they? They all have been watching me all along. He has just been biding his time!" Jareth looked back into the crystal as he heard Toby speak. So the heir is wise. I will have to send him a dream of how he can finally accept his path. The edges of Jareth's mouth turned up as he watched Toby. It was obvious the boy was eager, eager to see the truth.

Sarah was exhausted. She had stayed way into the night at the school talking to Toby and after calling their father and taking Toby home, she was finally in his small apartment slipping out of her shoes. She sank into her sofa and her lids immediately drooped.

"My dear why do you keep making our visits so spread out?" Sarah was standing in her room and there the idiot was, right there next to her bed. Sarah sighed. She really did not have the strength to fight with Jareth.

"Look I don't know how you got here this time. I just got home and was about to relax on my sofa when I ended up in my bedroom with you as an unwanted guest. So please, I am simply not up for it tonight. Just go."

"Sarah, you called me, remember? So let us not dwell on the un-pleasantries. It is quite plain that you are tired. Tell me your desires and I will grant them as I always have." She knew he was toying with her. He did love to play games. Fine, he wanted to play games. She was spinning first.

"Wonderful. Here is my offer. Leave Toby alone. Take me. It is what I should have said 15 years ago. We both know that you have power over me – no matter what I said before- and you want me. So take me. Take me in every way that you will have me."

By the time the last word had escaped her lips he had wrapped her in his arms. "I will show you power my Queen," and with that clothes were gone and she was under him on her bed.

His mouth commanded hers, moving with hers and leaving a hot trail down her jaw bone. Jareth continued his decent with his mouth as his hands slid down her body. He cupped her breast and Sarah moaned involuntarily.

She could not believe this was happening but it was. Jareth was going to make love to her and make her his this night. Sarah felt his hand travel down her side to her thigh before gently parting her legs. His fingertips brushed ever so slightly against the tender heat of her core and she bucked underneath him.

Jareth chuckled into the groove at her neck, kissing and nipping his way to her ear.

"You are mine and I will take you when you call. This is not a negotiation. You both will come. You are Queen, and Toby has always been mine. You never won- you merely delayed the inevitable."

Sarah awoke with a start. She was breathing heavily and still fully clothed on the sofa she was had collapsed on only moments ago. "A dream!" She shouted into the darkness. "You bastard!" She was angry, but mostly at herself because she should hate Jareth. She should despise his very essence but she could still feel his body on top of hers and his hands…"Oh Gods"-