Sarah's POV

She nodded sadly as he looked at her face for a second. "Who do you think you are? I can give you everything, Sarah, and you ask for time? Sarah, you should say 'of course king Jareth, I'll marry you. I will obey you. I will love you."

She started to cry again. "You're right!" She said to him. "You're right."

He looked confused, even through her tears, "What are you talking about, Sarah?"

She looked at him, "Everything you said, every word, it's right!"

"I only said them because I thought you wanted me to."

Sarah, you did tell him to.

I didn't think-wait, who are you?

Sarah, he thought you meant it.

I don't let strangers in my head.

I'm not a-

Go away. I have enough to deal with right now.

Sarah turned back to face him. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be."

"Jareth, we have a date with my parents, and we can't stay down here forever, if I do accept."

"I know."

"But I think I would like to hang out down here if you'll let me."

Jareth grinned. "Well, I have a few open guest rooms, if you'd like to stay. They're always open."

She blinked. "Thanks." She looked up mischievously. "Does this mean I need to go shopping?"

He smiled. "Oh, I'm sure we can find something for you to wear."

She grinned. "Oh, I'm gonna need a whole new wardrobe."

"Whole new wardrobe, huh? How are you going to get that?"

"You offered me my dreams, Jareth. You didn't put any restrictions on the offer."

He handed her a crystal with mock seriousness, "Here Sarah. Remember to dress appropriately."

"No restrictions?"

"Well, if you feel comfortable in it, I suppose you must like it, that is what you must have."

She sighed and sat down. "This is stupid, Jareth."

Jareth blinked at her. "What?"

"You just asked me to marry you."

"Yes, I did."

"Do you realize that we have no clue about each other?"

"What do you mean?"

"What's my favorite color?"

"Blue." He answered immediately.

"Darn it. What's your favorite color?"

"Black, my dear." He grinned, "You like blue, chocolate, black leather boots, and diamonds."

She blinked. Creepy cool. She ignored that. "How do you know this?"

"I have a gift, my dear."

Jareth's POV

He delighted in her confusion. Then she opened her eyes wide. "Do you mean to tell me you've been watching me? Spying?!"

"Spying is such an ugly word, don't you think?"

She looked at him, the way she looked before in the labyrinth. "You have!"

"If you had the power to always look after your true love, wouldn't you?"

"I wouldn't spy-" She paused and he watched the emotions flick across her face.

I think she's mad. His 'conscience' sang at him.

Really, you don't belong here if you're not going to help.

Oh, fine.

Good. And thank you.

You really shouldn't tell her about your other relationships.

I thought you would be all about honesty.

Oh, shush.

Only if you do!

"I could spy on you?"

He laughed. "Yes, Sarah, you could spy on me-if you had a gift."

She pouted. "I want a gift."

And you should probably tell her this.

Gee, really? I couldn't guess.

Oh, relax. You don't need to be so sarcastic.

Yes I do.

Oh, tell her already.

"Could you give me one?"

"I could give you one, I suppose. But," He pulled her back on to the dance floor, "I'm entirely sure that it would be more fun to make one yourself, hmm?"

She stopped dance. "What exactly are you saying?"

"Why sarah, you have Magik."

"Did you just give the word magic and hard 'K' noise?"

"Humans use the magic with a 'C'. Faie use Faie Magik."

"Did you just call me part fairy?"

Jareth blinked. "What? Why would I call you a Fairy? I said you are part Faie."

"There you go again! Fairy!"

"Fay. You would understand Fay. You have Elfish Magik running through your veins." He paused. "I picked up some from your father-"

"What!"

"But your's is so strong, so I think your mother would have had some."

Sarah frowned. "So you are saying I got magic-sorry, 'Magik'- from my normal, absent-minded Father?"

"Some." Jareth conceded.

"Teach me. I'll marry you if you teach me."

"You'll marry me?" He exclaimed. "If I teach you how to use your magik?"

"One of my conditions. I have a little bit more."

"We should probably work those 'conditions' out, Sarah."

She looked up at him and smiled. "Not right now though. We just got engaged Jareth."

He smiled down at her. "We did, didn't we?" She rolled her eyes at him.

Note: I find it mildly amusing that Sarah has never met her conscious before. I wonder what that says… What do you think? (A much better disguised hint for reviews! Mawh ha ha- Oops.)