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Sarah's POV

When Sarah got up, she glanced at her watch. Then she looked at her alarm clock. "Oh, crap!" she cried. She was going to be late for dinner at Karen's! Her first week living on her own and she would be late!

She listened to the messages on her phone as she brushed her hair and teeth. She threw her water on her face and got changed. Then she called Karen. Her Dad picked up.

"Hey, Sarah. How are you?"

"look, Dad, I'm going to be a little late for dinner."

"Tomorrow?"

She froze. "Um. Yeah. Study group. For my play. Few towns away. Sorry."

He laughed. "Don't worry about it, Sarah. Karen wants to push it back anyway. She got a babysitter for Toby and reserved four spots at that fancy Irish restaurant in town…"

She stood up straight. "Really? Who else is coming?"

He paused for a really long moment. "Um, yeah, about that, well, Karen wants you to bring someone…I hope you don't mind…"

Acting skills, don't fail me now. "No, no don't worry. I was going to ask if I could bring a friend anyway…"

"Oh, good… Toby, what are you doing? Sorry Sarah, I've got to let you go, Toby don't do that!" He disconnected.

She sighed, her shoulders slumping forward. "Oh, crap. What am I going to do?"

She settled for getting changed into sweatpants and a regular t-shirt. She smiled at her watch for a second. Jareth was always polite-well, he had to be right? He was a King. He should be. But. He was the king of the goblins. You couldn't get ruder.

She just couldn't help but dig herself into a hole, could she? She shook her head and called up her best friend. "Hey, Maria! What are you doing tomorrow night?""Hey, Sarah! George is taking me out tomorrow. To that new movie."

"What new movie?"

There was a pause. "You know, that new movie. Why?"

Sarah frowned. "Karen wants me to bring a friend."

"Oh. Well, I can't help you, and I'd tell you to call Suz or Rose, but they told me they had dates too. Sorry."

"Oh, okay. Well, call me after your date. Have fun." Sarah said.

"Sorry! Have fun tomorrow night with your parents!" Maria hung up.

Sarah tried several other people, all of who had plans already. "My luck." She fumed. If only she could find someone to take, someone polite… An idea hit her. Or it could have been the doorway as she went into her room.

If I asked…would he come? It's almost like he would…he's sending me stuff, he said he missed me…kind of…didn't he? Oh I do so wish he would come. Don't I? I wish someone would come.

She picked up the book she'd been reading earlier, and pulled out some pasta she had made last night she reheated it as she read, her mind freaking out about what to do about dinner tomorrow night. She ate some salad(and threw out the pasta) and some chips, put down her book and started to plot.

Well, she reasoned, I suppose I could write a note. Maybe. Would he see it? I could ask him out loud, maybe. But would he listen? Maybe I could pretend to wish something away…she yawned, in the morning though…

Jareth's POV

Jareth paced. In his bed room. The goblins were instructed to wake him up if Sarah said anything of interest, but he couldn't seem to sleep.

He had already watched Sarah pace up and down impatiently. He had watched as her face went from hopeful to exasperation to distress to depression and after she put the phone down, planning and hopeful again. She has such nice expressions. He thought. He wanted to know what was going on behind that planning face as she absentmindedly fiddled with the watch. He had watched her read the first book she had picked up, Terry Pratchett's The color of Magic. He wanted to warn her when she started to burn the pasta she was reheating, but laughed a little when she tasted the pasta without looking at it and spit it back out into the pan. The face she had made was priceless. She ate a salad and potato chips instead. He loved to watch her.

She had just gone to sleep, and she was beautiful then too. She was already beautiful, though. He had loved her before she knew-which, because she still didn't know yet didn't qualify as long, but it was.

"You precious girl." he stroked the crystal. How he wished he could help her, but that was sincerely against the rules that his predecessor had made. He thought darkly on that decree.

There shall come a day when your true love shall walk the Labyrinth and defeat you. She shall be honest and true and smart. You shall love her from the moment you meet her, but be warned- you cannot help her. Treat her as you would treat any other. She shall escape the Labyrinth and even then you cannot help her. She must ask for your help, and for your help alone. She must call you for help. Decree 100100.25 of the fifth Goblin King Garth

He had tried to make her see that he loved her, in the labyrinth, the last time she had seen him. "Love me, obey me and I shall be your slave forever." he whispered. He had meant it. She could not stay, and he knew it. But he had wished…

He shook his head as there was a knock at the door. "Enter."

"Is done King! Gift for lady Sarah is done!" Nat said racing in.

Jareth held out his hand and Nat dropped the necklace into his hand. "Found chain in store by her house, and looked all over for charm-finally found one in store in New York City. Didn't steal nothing else. Nat made silver cast for both, put both stolen items back and polished everything to high shine."

Jareth smiled. "it does look wonderful Nat. here-" he flipped him a gasoline card. "Go have a drink of gasoline. But stay out of the castle and the city. And my labyrinth."

Nat danced with joy out of the room and to a gas station.

Jareth rolled his eyes, but was happy. Nat was a rather odd, but almost as well behaved as a goblin could be. It helped that he idolized Sarah. If Jareth said something would help Sarah, Nat would do it. Without even asking if he would be rewarded with gasoline.

Jareth turned the entirely silver piece over in his hands examining it this way and that. It was the astoundingly amazingly charmingly beautiful piece he had asked Nat for. It was too pretty to paint. Jareth stared at it for a moment before he sat down to write another note.

Dear Sarah, he started. I'm sure you really appreciated my last gift. I do hope you wear it some time. It reminded me of you..

No, he shook his head, that won't do…

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