A/N: Well I'm back with the fourth chapter. I hope you all enjoy it. It would have been done sooner but I was in the hospital and then I was laid up for about a week. Damn physical therapist. *growls* But I'm back and with another chapter, my muse has been a good girl for a change."

Elizabeth smirked "I just enjoyed the days of freedom from your tyranny. That's all."

I growl "Well I'm back now, so let the tyranny begin again."

Elizabeth just gulps.

Disclaimer: I don't own the labyrinth nor any of its characters.

Chapter Four: Rules, Mischief, and Love

Sarah held onto her little brother for dear life as she stumbled back from Jareth's outstretched hand. She looked around to see that they were in what looked to be a throne room, the same throne room she had passed on her way to the Escher room the first time she was here. When she was running the labyrinth. She continued to keep a firm grip on Toby as she stared at Jareth, her mind reeling from what just happened and what it ment.

She noticed Jareth was staring at her with a guarded expression in his eyes as he waited for her to speak. She noticed that he was still in his kingly attire. She honestly didn't know what to say to him. Toby however apparently did. "I want Sarah for my mom."

Sarah looked down at the boy and found him gazing back up at her with a plea in his eyes. Her mind going over what had been said in the kitchen. She nodded to Jareth. "I will adopt him... If that's alright, your highness." She spoke respectfully her eyes toward the ground.

Jareth sighed. "If that's what you wish Sarah, than so be it. However I must warn you that our adoption rules are very painful. Toby will become your son for real. Toby will have to be reborn from your own womb. You will have to choose a partner for this as well. I would be honored if you would choose me. It would mean that I would become the boy's father in truth though. He would become my heir and our son."

Sarah looked at Jareth shocked at what she was hearing, he wanted to share the responsibility of raising Toby. Toby would have to be reborn. "Would he be the same? Have the same memories?" She sighed in relief at Jareth's nod. "Yes and no, he would be the same as he once was with the exception of his age. He would become a babe once again and you his mother in truth. He would have to grow up again and relive his childhood. However this time with a mother who loved him and a father who would never harm him. It is up to Tobias and you. If we go through with this, his memories will be sealed until he is ready for them though. I think that would before the best anyway. What do you think young Toby?"

Jareth looked at the child in question. The child looked thoughtful. "Sealing my memories. I wouldn't remember that Sarah was my sister? That my father was once my father?" He watched as the king shook his head. "No, when you are reborn your memories from your previous life are sealed away until you are ready for them. Than they will unlock themselves."

He watched as the boy thought hard before noding in consent. Toby was ready to have a real family. He wouldn't mind at all having Jareth as a father. He remembered the embrace from last night. How safe he felt. He knew that having Jareth as a father would be great. Sarah as his mother and Jareth as his father maybe he could be the catalyst to bring the two together as well.

"Sarah? What say you?" Jareth and Toby both looked at the breathtaking woman in front of them. Her emerald eyes deep in thought. Toby held his breath waiting for her to make her choice. He knew that she loved him as a little brother but would she love having him as her son? Would she accept Jareth as her partner in this. He growled in his mind. Not that he would allow her to get that close to another male.

Sarah looked from Toby to her king. What did having him as a partner entail exactly. He said that he would be honored but what did that mean? Were they talking about becoming mates, her heart jumped at that thought or something entirely different?

"Does partner mean mate? Would I become your mate your highness?" She asked her gaze leaving Toby's and moving to his own. Jareth's heart jumped to his throat. "Only if you want it to precious. I would never force you to become my mate if you didn't wish it so." He rasped out his normal smooth silken voice suddenly turning horse. Was it getting hot in there?

Sarah held his gaze. She didn't know what to make of that statement. He seemed frazzled. Looking down at her baby brother she sighed before looking back at him. "We don't have to decide right away, now do we?"

Toby looked from his sister to the king. he frowned. By the gods and goddesses his sister was so dumb. They both were. If he was going to have a proper mother and father this was going to take a little of pushing. His sister was 26 for peat's sakes. She wasn't getting any younger. He was sick of her mooning over a king that she thought that she could never have.

Now here she was back in the Goblin Kingdom with said king and she was dragging her heels. What the heck was she waiting for? He grinned. Time for a little blackmail. "Oh sis, I remember in one of the pages of your diary about a fantasy that you had about a certain..." He quickly dodged her grasp.

Sarah started sweating. "Finish that sentence and you are so toast." She threatened. Jareth's eyes lite up than darkened. "A fantasy, Precious." He watched as she stilled at his drawl. "Let's see this fantasy hmmm..." He created a crystal only to have Sarah grab it away and with all her might she threw it down on the ground, shattering it. He grinned at his trick.

Toby looked around the empty throne room and he smirked. 'Hmmm, let see what mischief I can find' with that thought in mind he headed out of the throne room and down the hall.

Jareth glanced around at the familiar scene. It was his precious's crystal ball dream. Looking around he spied her standing there in her white ball gown. Definitely not a child anymore. He chuckled at seeing her confusion. He was about to take pity on her when she was approached by the dream version of him. He quickly entered the dream version making himself real, he wanted to feel her fantasy not just watch it.

As he approached her she turned his way. She was breathtakingly beautiful. He bowed over her hand and then with a flick of his wrist, spun her into a waltz. Everyone in the room started to disappear until it was just the two of them. Sarah's eyes took on a dreamy quality as he started to sing to her. It was their song. The one he sang only for her. Actually she was the only one that he would ever sing for besides their children of course.

Sarah blinked in confusion. She remember smashing that damn crystal of his but here she was in the same gown with him approaching her just like he did in every fantasy. Sighing she allowed him to draw her into a waltz just like always. Her head fell to his shoulder as she listened to him sing. She wasn't stupid, he probably sang to every woman who crossed his path but being held like this, hearing him sing to her like this, just made her feel tingly and she wanted more, which she knew was what she was going to get once he stopped singing.

Jareth watched her face as the song slowly came to an end. She tilted it up and looked so utterly delicious with her ebony hair in curls flowing down her back and pulled back from her face by silver, flowery, beaded combs, her rosy red lips, that were parted so invitingly. He was about to curse being a shadow of her fantasy when they stopped dancing as the song came to a close and he bent close, tasting for the first time her sweet lips in a gentle caress of a kiss.

He smirked hearing her utter a moan and felt her leaning into his body pressing her curves into him. He was able to feel the slight tremor that passed through her body as his shuddered with need. His hands crept up from her hips to sink his hands into that soft and luxurious hair. He groaned and was surprised to feel them falling onto something soft. Pushing up onto his forearms he looked around in shadow form and was surprised to see that they were in her old room on her bed. She reached up and tangled her hands into his hair pulling his fantasy body down for another searing kiss. He withdrew and stood back watching as she made out with his fantasy self. So this was her fantasy. Hmm...

He smirked as he formed another crystal. Time for them to have a very important discussion. He let the crystal drop from his hand and they were now standing in his room. He grinned at his precious's heaving chest.

Sarah almost cried out at the loss of her fantasy. She watched as her king stalked toward her. She stumbled back with a blush. She watched as Jareth stopped just shy of her. He was so close that she could feel the heat radiating from his body. Had he always been that warm? She looked up into his deep mismatched eyes and felt heat pooling between her legs. Lust simmered heavily in his gaze and she knew that the look in her eyes mirrored his own.

"I must say precious, your fantasy was quite enlightening."

She shivered at the raw need in his tone. She just knew that she was never going to live this down. 'But do you really want to?' She growled silently at the unruly thought that presented itself, however true it may be. She looked at his mouth, her own watering at the thought of his taste.

"Tell me to kiss you, precious." Sarah jerked her gaze from his mouth back to his eyes. He hadn't moved a muscle closer. She couldn't refuse his command.

"Kiss me." she whispered in a breathless tone. Finding it hard to breathe, her heart pounding in her ears.

Jareth felt a swell of triumph at her plea. He leaned down and brushed a light kiss crossed her lips. Than straightened, smirking at the confusion in her eyes at his gentle caress. He was enjoying having her off her guard.

Sarah was shocked at the light caress. It wasn't what she was expecting nor was it what she wanted. She narrowed her eyes at his smirk. The bastard was toying with her. He saw her fantasy and now was having fun at her expense.

Jareth was ready for her this time. He caught her hand before she could strike him and backed her up against the wall. "Let me go you basta...hmph" She was cut off as his lips captured hers in desperate kiss within which he poured the passion he felt for her into it. He let go of her hand in favor of wrapping his hands into her glorious hair.

Sarah was overwhelmed at the feelings that were pouring out of Jareth. The on-slot weakened her knees and made her body feel like it was melting. She didn't know what to do except kiss him back as she strained to get closer. She felt his length poking her and heat pooled where her legs met answering its unknown call.

She gasped at the sensation and Jareth took this opportunity to devil deeper in to her, his tongue stroking hers as his hands went from her hair to her hips and he pulled her even closer grinding into her. Suddenly he lifted her up against the wall never once stopping his demanding kiss and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips and slowly started to grind into him of her own accord. Desperate to relieve the ache there. He groaned at the feel of her willing body.

He pulled back from his kiss suddenly and looked at her closed eyes, his hips still thrusting into hers. He frowned as he remembered his mother's words. Slowly he backed away letting her legs slide down from his body. He watched with a groan as she opened her emerald eyes and stared at him with pent-up lust, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. He gave her a gentle smile as he pressed his forehead to hers still looking deep into her eyes. "Sarah we need to stop before we do something you will regret. I don't want you to regret anything. I love you too much to allow that to happen."

Sarah let out a whoosh of breath, shocked at his declaration. Surely not. "Do you really mean that?" She whispered in a small child like voice as she watched him grin.

" Precious, you should know by now that I don't say what I don't mean." Jareth whispered as he wrapped his arms around her pulling her into a gentle hug.

She pressed her hands against his chest to forestall the hug. She continued to gaze into his eyes in search of the truth. Remembering what his mother said he allowed the woman in his arms to see the truth in his eyes. He opened his heart to her.

Sarah gasped as she saw the love there. He was telling the truth. He loved her! She always believed that he just thought her a pain in the ass but the look in his eyes said that was the last thing he was thinking. He loved her! Tears sprang to her eyes and she cried, not believing her fortune. She never thought she could get this lucky. "I never meant to make you cry precious." She looked at him her eyes wide as she gasped for breath. His eyes were sad now. He was sad. Just then she realized her mistake. She grabbed his arm as he let go of her and went to turn around. She pulled him to her and she kissed him.

Jareth was surprised. He thought that she was rejecting him but here she was kissing him. Did that mean? Could it be possible? He pulled away from the wonderful kiss to look into her emerald eyes that were darkened with lust and something else. He let the breath out that he didn't know that he had held. She loved him. He grinned as he swung her up into his arms and around his room. He laughed at her squeal of shock. He was delighted to find out the truth.

Sarah laughed as he spun her around the room. She was charmed by his spontaneity. She never expected to see this side of him. He was so warm and carefree. Sarah just grinned. "I don't suppose that you're going to let me down any time soon."

Jareth gave her a wicked smile. "I think that can be arranged on three conditions." She raised an eyebrow. "They would be?" He set her down and looked into her emerald eyes. "It is my wish that you never fear me for I would never harm you, only obey me when absolutely necessary, and just let me love you for all I am worth." Her emerald eyes sparkled with mirth. "I will on three conditions." It was his turn to raise his eyebrow at her. "Those would be?"

Sarah smiled gently at him as her hand gently cupped his cheek. "All I ask is that you never betray my trust in you, allow me to stand beside you, not in front of or behind you, and lastly, just let me love you for all I am worth." Jareth grinned at her words. Pride shimmered in his eyes as he gazed down at the woman he loved. She was everything that he dreamed about. Oh, he knew that they would have their share if fights. What couple didn't but he also knew that they would get through them because her will was as strong as his own. She was his perfect match. "Now that I can do."

Jareth started to hum a slow tune under his breath and transported them to the ballroom where he swept her away and into a dance, completely unaware that two figures were watching their happiness through a crystal with unconcealed hatred and disgust in their eyes. 'We will have our revenge on you!' The figures thought as one hurled the crystal they had been watching from to the nearest wall. Smiling with satisfaction as it shattered. 'Just you wait!' The figures looked at each other and snickered. A wicked plan already forming in their evil and twisted brains. They would use the girl to bring about the great king's down fall because they knew a simple fact.

Break someone's heart and you break them.

That was exactly what they intended to do.

Toby wandered around the big court-yard and thought about everything that he had gone through and everything that had happened in the measly span of one day. He grinned. Yes, he was sad that he wouldn't get to see his father again but he knew it was for the best. With wisdom that belied his age, he knew that he had to do what was best for him. He wanted a real family. He wanted a mother and a father and he was determined to get it. He just hoped that his little plan went according to plan. He hummed a little tune to himself and wandered a bit more. Soon he found himself in an wondrous garden.

Toby blinked in surprise. He was curious about how he had got here. He looked around in awe as flowers of every color, shape, and size loomed all around him. He breathed in the heady scent of the perfumed flowers and found a wonderful place with lush, thick grass beneath a giant willow, perfect to lay upon. Suddenly realizing how tired he was, he headed over to the spot underneath the huge willow where the thick soft grass was hedge by lavender. Taking in another deep breath, he yawned as he curled up beneath the secluded tree and closed his eyes. His breathing evened out and soon he fell fast asleep. Not a single care entered his young mind. He knew in his heart that everything would turn out perfect.

Titania gazed down from her favorite tree at the child who had made himself home under it. She hummed a gentle lullaby for the boy with a sweet smile gracing her lush lips. She knew who he was. The little heir was a beautiful child and she couldn't wait to make his acquaintance. However for now she was content to let the child sleep. She knew that he had a rough day and he would need all his strength for the challenges to come. With that thought in mind she floated high in the air and began to sing.

"Garden, oh garden,

Protect them for me,

For what precious jewels you bear,"

"Garden, protect them and let them dream free,"

Power flowed through her serene voice as she bide her garden to give the child strength and energy for what was to come. She bide the garden to allow the child and sister access when they were in need of it.

"Garden oh garden,

Guard and guild them for me."

As her voice ebbed its flow she whispered a gentle good-bye to the young child and then was gone with a shimmer of lights. She smirked mischievously. Time to go see her son.

Sarah gazed into her love's mismatched eyes with wonder. She could feel the love radiating from him and his aura caressing her in gentle waves. She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder as they danced close. Nether spoke as they floated around the magnificent ballroom. Sarah was afraid to speak. Everything was just to perfect and she was afraid that if she spoke, it would turn out to be a dream. She tilted her head back to gaze into his eyes once more. Ever so slowly they came to a halt and Jareth grazed his hand crossed her cheek as he dipped his head to hers, their lips coming together in perfect unison.

Sarah felt tears well up in her eyes at the serenity of it all. It was all just so wonderful she felt like she could die right now and she would go happily. She finally got what she had wanted from the very beginning. She would be wife to the infamous, and wickedly delightful goblin king. She would be his queen... She jerked her head back and looked at him. She felt sick with shock. She would be queen. Her thoughts flew at the prospect and she was speechless.

Jareth frowned at the sick look on his beloved's face. "What is it, precious?" He murmured soothingly. He watched as she stilled and locked terrified eyes onto his. "Jareth..." She said slowly afraid to offend him but knew no other way to put it. "If I marry you I would be queen." Jareth looked at her with confusion. "Yes, that is what happens when you marry a king." He frowned again this time with concern. Was she backing out? His heart lurched uncomfortably in his chest. Panicking slightly, he waited for her to continue. His breath was still and his heart beat loud in his ears.

"I don't know the first thing about being a queen Jareth!" She said with a frantic tone in her voice. "What if I'm no good at being queen!" Jareth let out the breath he was holding. He registered what she was saying and let out a little chuckle. Sarah glared at him. "Don't you dare laugh at me mister." She growled and poked him hard in the chest. Jareth gazed down at his little spite-fire with a impish grin glued to his face. "I'm sorry love but I thought you were deciding to leave me!" He chuckled at that. "Keep laughing at me and I just might!" She retorted fighting to keep a grin of her own off her face. Than she frowned with concern. "But in all seriousness Jareth, I have no idea how to be a queen!"

Jareth was just about to reply when a gentle, meddling and all to familiar voice echoed in the now silent ballroom. "Perhaps, I could be of some assistance, my dear." Jareth watched as his mother calmly glided up to them, mischief high in her eyes and he bit back a groan. His mother was trouble. He remembered all the times she would prank his father, his brothers and himself. His mother may have a gentle and innocent nature but there was a darker, far more evil side to her that he just knew would corrupt his beloved's sweet mind.

"No!" He all but shouted out at that offer. He gulped as his mother's eyes turned to his own. He could see the wicked amusement shinning there. 'Crap!' He thought as his beloved's confused eyes turned on him as well. Jareth started to sweat. He chuckled nervously as he stared back at the two women. He looked from one to the other and did the only thing he could think of.

Like the intelligent fae he was, with a shimmer of glitter, he disappeared from sight.

A/N: Oh, Jareth is in soooo much trouble when Sarah gets her hands on him.

Elizabeth snickered. "Oh yeah. What a way to meet your future mother in-law. He is so toast."

*Bang*

Jareth came rushing in. "Hide me!" He begged. I snorted "Not a chance!" He gave me puppy dog eyes. "Please! It's your fault I am in this mess. Come on have a heart." I groan. "Alright get in here." I push him toward the closet and quickly close the doors. I move back to my original spot just in time. My door is thrown open again.

We look over to see a fuming Sarah.

"Where is he!" She growls. I gulp as I look at the Louisville Slugger that was now in her dainty hands. Elizabeth and I both sweatdropped as we pointed left. "He went that way" We chimed in unison. Sarah growled and rushed out the side door. We both sigh in relief as Jareth crept out of his hiding spot and bolted for the door he had come in from. Slamming it on his way out.

I shake my head. "Poor door."