Sarah's POV
Sarah grinned widely. She was an actress. "I'm not trying to do anything except have a drink, Jareth. Come on, relax." Wait, it looked like he realized something…
He was angry. "NO. Sarah, you are going home to await a call from your step mother. I will not have you drinking."
She rolled her eyes. "Whatever." He had found her out. He could always see through her!
He took her by the arm. "Look, Sarah, You are tired. You need to sleep."
She let her self be dragged to the car. He put her in the car, got in the driver's seat then buckled her in. "My friends never did this to me."
He pulled out of the lot. "I don't care. I'm not letting you."
She was pleased. Extremely so. He cared! He must feel something for her. He was protecting her. It was rather sweet. She crossed her arms. "Fine."
He smiled. "So, what are we getting for dinner?"
She pouted, then grinned. "Well, if you want, we can have some pasta."He winkled his nose. "No, I don't think so. Maybe I could take you out?"
She raised an eyebrow, interested. "Like out on a date?"
He smiled at her. Although it was a little creepy, she loved it. "Exactly like out on a date. Why? You interested?"
She grinned. "Maybe just a little."
He smiled. "Well, since I don't know anywhere aboveground…" He pulled over, as it started to rain. She looked around. Everything was green. She hadn't even seen this place before. He wasn't next to her anymore. She looked away from the light rain outside to look for him when she noticed that there were white horses in front of her. She was inside a round white carriage. Jareth was sitting outside on a perch. She looked over at him, wide-eyed. It was…exquisite. Extremely so. The carriage started to move again, through the land. Suddenly he was back in the cabin with her. "I hope this satisfactory."
She bit her tongue. Then opened her mouth. Then closed her mouth. His face gained a concerned look. "Sarah?"
"Jareth, I, um, wow, Jareth. Goblin king. Well, um."
He looked amused. "Well, that's not what I expected. I had rather hoped that you would be happy."
"Where are we, Jareth? I've never been here." She looked back out side.
He grinned. "Well, you've heard of the underground, you live in the aboveground, so welcome to the middle ground. Where the elves live." He turned more towards her. "Do you know that goblins are rumored to be related to elves?" He gained a sheepish look. "But, anyway, what do you think?"
She took a deep breath. "Jareth, I've just walked out of a world where everything is a problem and into a fairytale land with a king. It is a little more than satisfactory. I feel a little underdressed, to be honest."
He grinned and she was a little worried. "I suppose we could do something about that, Sarah."
"Um…" She started. But it was too late. He was smiling widely.
She closed her eyes and took another breath. She waited a moment before opening her eyes. And she looked down. It was that dress. It was white, it was sparkling. He was wearing that outfit. It was blue, and his hair matched it. She didn't want to see her hair. She didn't see anything for a few minutes anyway. She fainted.
Jareth's POV
Jareth blinked for a few moments. "Oh my." This wasn't supposed to happen either. "Sarah?" He frowned, and felt for a pulse. There was one. "Well, at least she didn't die." He picked her up and held her, the carriage turned back into the car, the car back at her apartment, the door open for him. He carried her inside, and laid her gently on her bed, changing himself back into jeans.
You know, he thought, this would only happen to us on our first date. Something would happen. First, with Toby pulling what he did, everything seemed to work. I had a chance to stun her, wow her and I make her faint. It must have been too much for her.
Maybe, a voice he didn't know he had said, Maybe she didn't like it.
And maybe she did.
Maybe she was upset. Maybe she was mad about the dress. She must have been mad about it. I mean, she can't have forgotten about it.
And maybe she loved it.
Maybe, but do you really think so? She was trying to rescue her brother, after all.
She asked me to take him. He argued.
So? She didn't mean it. She loves her brother.
What was said was said. No going back. he pointed out.
That didn't matter to her. She wanted him back.
I offered her all of her dreams!
You stole her brother, trapped her in an oubliette, almost sent her into the bog and sent the cleaners after her!
I'm not going to listen to you anymore. He thought back.
The voice sounded smug. Of course not. You, goblin king, are afraid I am right.
No, I'm not going to listen to you because you are wrong.
Definitely afraid.
You must be a goblin, because I'm not listening to you. Good bye.
He watched her for a few more minute and decided to make dinner. He frowned and pulled out plates, and pointed at them. On them was sandwiches. He had watched her enough to remember that her favorite type of meat was ham. He put them in the fridge. He went back to hold vigil at her bedside.
A minute after he sat down on a chair he had neatly conjured up, she sat up. She looked around. Then she rubbed her eyes. "What happened?"
He smiled, relieved. "You fainted."
"Oh. All I remember is you changing our clothes…" She looked over at him. "You changed?"
He shrugged. "Didn't know how long you'd be out."
"Oh." She looked…sad. "So, we're…not going on a date?"
He smiled. "Not tonight, Sarah."
"Oh." She bit her lip, and looked down at herself. "Do I get to keep the dress?"
He grinned. "Of course Sarah." But I could give you so much more…
She nodded as though she had heard that thought. "I'll get changed then."
He nodded and left the room. If she still wanted a date, then he would give it to her. A nice date. But if she was getting changed… He grinned. Sandwiches. Jeans. He had a plan, and it was perfect.
By the time he heard her footsteps coming from the hallway everything was ready.
This has to be my most favorite chapter, because Jareth's Conscious make's it's first appearance. Again I wish to thank the Reviewers and Story Alerters and Favoriters…. (And, yes I just made those words up.)