Author's Disclaimer: I do not own Jim Henson's "Labyrinth". I do however own Jane, Ava, Alex, and Sophie. Those four are MINE. Thank you for your time. :)

Author's Note: I just HAD to write this down. I'm not promising it will continue. A few of you will know I'm on hiatus or whatever that's called (something with writer's block) for my other in-progress stories. Sorry about that. Time and my new novel take up the time I use to have for fanfiction. But atleast I can do a few oneshots for all ya. Here's one of them.

Summary: It was just a story. That's all it was. But Jane and her sisters, Alex and Sophie, began to realize that some stories are real and that some things are just meant to be hidden...

"Whoo!" I flopped onto the couch as soon as I entered the house. Alex locked the door behind me.

"So," she began, leaning onto the couch. "Did you daydream in school again?"

I stuck my tongue out. "Daydream in only two classes? Yeah right."

Alex sighed and walked up the stairs. "I'm going to take a shower. Be out soon."

"Ok!" I flipped the television and pulled my sketchpad from my backup. I sketched a few fashion ideas while watching Project Runway. That strange sensation overcame me again, much like this morning. I muted the television and walked to the sliding doors. I pulled the thin sheet aside and glanced out. There was nothing peculair about the backyard but when I lifted my eyes I saw a flying white barnowl. I frowned. What was it doing out here still? I took a step back and let the sheet go. "Crazy bird," I muttered under my breath.

I laid down on the couch on my stomach. I embraced one of the couch pillows and my eyelids grew heavy. I tried to stay awake but I was too tired to keep my eyes open and the couch was so comfortable...

In less than one minute, I succumbed to sleep.

* * *

I opened my eyes and I was standing up. I held my hands up, palms out. It was dark. I took a few steps and waved my arms around, making sure I wouldn't hit anything. When I heard footsteps close behind me, my eyes widened in fear. I stopped and covered my face, silently counting to ten. Whatever or whoever it was, it was right behind me. I could hear it breathe. I bit my lip and breathed calmly through my nose. I felt fingers run softly in my hair; they were hesitant.

The person or thing focused on my hair for a few long minutes. I didn't dare say anything or drop my hands from my face. After a few more minutes, I decided to take action, but it beat me to it. It whispered one word. It tried to sound arrogant and angry, but it ended up sounding pleading and heartbreaking.

"Sarah?"

* * *

"Jane!" My eyes snapped open. Alex stood over me, fists on hips. "You ok? You wanna go upstairs and sleep?"

I closed and opened my eyes and stretched. "Nah, I just needed a little nap." I looked at her as she pulled her semi-dry hair in her trademark ponytail. I sat up and Alex sat down on the space where my legs had been previously. "I'm going to catch up on those math lessons, k?"

Alex looked at me. "Sure you don't wanna pay someone to do those lessons for you? I mean, you said you have an F in that online math class."

I frowned. "I asked Kate, she said no that I had to do it myself. Linda can't do it because she has her own online classes to do and Tommy said the same thing as Kate did."

My sister sighed. "Good luck."

"Thanks." I walked inside my room and turned my labtop on. I had been in a math class last semester but that teacher was too hard to understand. I ended up signing up for the online course. I thought it would be easy. I had done Government and Economics that same semester, one month each. And I had gotten As. But math, well, I had an F. Why couldn't I be as good at math as Alex was? Alex wanted to become a psychologist, so she took a lot of math. Even she offered to do it for me but I told her that I had to take Kate and Tommy's advice and do it on my own. Now, though, Alex's offer was tempting...

I opened up the website and logged in. I checked my math grade: still an F. I sighed and slumped against my chair. "I wish - I honestly wish - that this class would give me a B - or even a C!" I threw my head back and groaned. No use wishing it, but it didn't hurt.

I heard a flutter of wings outside my window. Hesitantly, I peeked outside my window and blinked when I saw a white barnowl. I pulled the curtains aside and stared at it. "Aren't you suppose to be asleep?" I knew it didn't understand me and I doubt that if it did, it would hear me through the glass. But his eyes were focused on me and I cocked my head when I thought I imagined his eyes being two different shades.

"Hey, Jane. I've had it. I'm doing your lessons for you. I don't have college today so yeah!" Alex sat at my desk and used the wireless mouse.

"Uh, sure." I told her but I didn't really comprehend what she was saying. I kept staring at the owl. It was as if he was really studying me. Self-concious, I crossed my arms over my stomach. I wasn't exactly skinny or the perfect weight for my age and height. But I was slender and I was just a little filled out. It was only in my dreams I could be as thin as I want, as well as being beautiful like mom.

"Damn Jane!"

I turned around.

Alex gaped at me. "You have a B!"

I blinked and walked over to her. "What do you mean, I had an F last time I checked."

"Well, according to your progress report, your midterm and tests afterwards were Bs and Cs. Even a couple of the tests were As! And your final exam came out to a B.'

"What?!" I took over the mouse and looked at the preogress report myself. Alex was telling the truth. My overall grade was a B. That also meant I was done with math. I couldn't believe it. I had checked not five minutes and I had an F. How the hell did I get a B as a final grade?"

Alex pinched my cheek. "Relax, chica. You probably miscalculated. Wouldn't be the first time."

I bit my lip. Was this some kind of sick joke? But I took Alex's advice and I smiled. "Now all I have to worry about it English and Fashion!" I punched my fist in the air.

Alex smirked. "Come on, let's go celebrate."

I slipped into my flats. "Where we going?"

"Let's go see a movie."

"Ok. Let me check the movie times." I went on the movie theatre website. I glanced at my window to see the owl looking at my room. "Hmm." I thought about asking mom and dad if we could keep him. He seemed too adorable to pass up. I looked back at the computer screen and grinned. "Hey, that one movie by Tim Burton is out."

"You already saw Alice in Wonderland!"

"But you haven't and its too awesome to pass up!"

Alex pretended to sigh. "Fine. Let's go now!"

I turned off the labtop and grabbed my wallet. I jumped down the stairs and skipped to the front door. Alex laughed and we locked up the house. We raced to the car and tried to get our seatbelts on before the other. The engine came to life and we turned the music up, laughing our way to the movies.

After the movies and lunch, Alex and I came home. There was still three hours left before Sophie's classes ended. Alex decided to take a swim into the pool; that was her favorite thing to do. I told her I was going to surf the web. I checked my online course again: still a B. I decided to let it go and I thanked heaven I passed. I decided to open my window but I froze when I didn't see the owl anymore. I shrugged and opened the window. Even if the owl was there, he wouldn't be able to come into the room. I didn't open the screen. Ha.

I ended up working on a fashion sketch, edited on the computer, and tried to see what materials and colors fit. I didn't sew all my clothes, but there was a dress or a bag I sewed here and there. I was mostly a dress person, by the way. I stopped and thought over the dream I had during my nap.

Sarah.

I guess my self-concious wished I was some girl named Sarah. Well, that wasn't a total lie. I did sometimes wish I was more like Grandma Sarah. Grandma Sarah became a well-known Broadway theatre producer.. She even produced a few productions of The Little Mermaid (my favorite story). She was so confident and lively, never afraid to dream big. I smiled sadly. I really missed Grandma Sarah. She died when I was twelve. Cancer didn't care who it took.

I opened clear plastic bins by my desk and took out material. I laid it flat on my floor and began cutting. After I did I turned on my sewing machine and looked at the sketch and instructions again. I began to work on the dress, putting all my concentration in it. An hour later, I tried on the dress. No, I wasn't finished but I finished sewing the basic dress and I wanted to see how it fit on me. Before I tried it on, I pulled my curtains together. I undressed then dressed. I looked at myself in the mirror. It was a good fit. The neckline was too close to my neck though. I frowned. Deciding to consult with Alex, I skipped downstairs and outside.

"Alex!" I yelled.

She came up to the surface and looked at me. "Nice dress, granny."

I mocked a laugh. "I need to change the neckline and add the waistline."

She cocked her head. "Make it strapless and have a bustline instead of waistline. You look so cute in those dresses."

"Really?" I glanced in the pool for my reflection. I grinned at her. "You win!"

"Woot woot!"

I laughed and went upstairs back to my room. I took the dress off and got back in my spring dress. I pushed the curtains aside. I went back to work on my dress. Taking Alex's advice, I fixed the neckline and cut the sleeves off. I took the elastic roll from my plastic box. I estimated the length and cut. I was still doing modifications when Alex yelled, "I'm picking Sophie up. Pizza going to come in twenty minutes."

"Ok!" I shouted.

"Money's on counter." The front door shut.

I was sewing the elastic when the pizza came. I sprinted to the door and grabbed the money. I thanked the pizza guy and set the boxes on the kitchen counter. I washed my hands and hurried to my room to finish my dress. I finally finish the elastic. I just had to cut a little chunk. I began to do the waistline. That went a little faster. I changed into the new dress when Alex and Sophie came through the front door. I went downstairs and kissed Sophie on the cheek.

They both loved my dress but it was forgotten once we raced for dinner. Like always, we huddled in the living room, watching the HBO channel. We talked about our days and made jokes during the movie. After we declared we were full, there was only half a box left from the three Alex ordered.

Mom and dad came home an hour later, surprising the three of us. They didn't say why, only complained that we ate too much pizza.

"Can you blame us?" I joked.

"Alex and Jane ate more than me!" Sophie lied.

"Liar!" Alex and I glared.

"Girls," Dad gave us a warning look.

"Anyways," Mom gave dad one of her looks. She turned back to us. "Guess what? Your father and I know this is short noticed but we won this contest at your father's job. We have to get on the plane tonight."

"Great!" Alex beamed.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

Our parents laughed. I glanced at Sophie and Alex, they were just as confused.

"What is it?" Sophie finally asked.

"Well, girls. The trip is only for your father and I. We're going to Hawaii. We'll be back Monday afternoon."

"WHAT?!" The three of us cried out.

Alex gaped at them. "How could you?!"

"I wanna go to Hawaii!" I complained.

"Why can't we go?!" Sophie's bottom lip trembled.

Mom laughed. "Because you three have school on Monday. Plus, Sophie has her play on Monday. She needs to rehearse Saturday and Monday. We'll be in time for that, sweetie."

"And Sophie can't stay here by herself," Dad looked at Alex and me. "Please girls? Your mother and I need a little time to ourselves. Who knows? You'll probably have a new baby siblings in nine months.

Sophie didn't get it but unfortuantely, Alex and I did. We both shut our eyes and grimaced. "TMI! TMI!" We shook our heads while our dad laughed.

The next two hours, we watched and helped our parents packed. My sisters and I were still bummed that we couldn't go to Hawaii but we weren't selfish. We knew mom and dad needed time on their own sometimes. It was hard to have alone time sometimes with three girls in the house. But at the back of my mind, I couldn't help but scream over and over Its not fair! Its not fair! But as always, I held all my emotions in.

"Jane," Mom called out. "Can I borrow your hairspray, sweetie? Mine ran out."

"Sure mom!" I should have an extra one, if not, that's cool. I walked in my room and gasped when I saw the white owl perched on the tree outside my window. He was studying the room when he heard me. He turned his eyes to me. I walked up to the window and did a spin. "Like my dress, Mr. Owl?" I asked him, almost giggling.

He gave a hoot in approval.

I curtsied. "Thank you!" I remembered about the hairspray. I didn't find the extra one so I gave mom mine.

"Thanks, babe." She said with a smile.

I smiled. Another hour later, Dad called a cab so Alex wouldn't waste gas. My sisters and I stood on our porch and watched our parents pile their things in the trunk of the cab. They stopped to wave at us. Mom blew kisses.

"Bye mommy, daddy." I muttered with a small smile and a small wave. The three of us went back inside. I set the house alarm on. The three of us ate the leftover pizza and watched Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. After watching two more Indiana Jones movies, I dragged Sophie and Alex with me upstairs.

"No!" They both whined like five-year-olds.

"Yes!" I argued. "Its time for bed. Come on!"

I told Sophie to brush her teeth and she gave in to my motherly actions. I still had to haul Alex into her room and it wasn't easy considering she already fell asleep. I kicked her door opened and dumped her on her bed. I dug into her closet and looked for the spare blanket. I laid it over her and tidied her room up. I stood at the doorway, "Night, Alex."

"Mmm, night..." She muttered sleepily.

I smiled and closed the door.

Sophie was waiting to be tucked in when I went inside her room. I kissed her forehead and tucked her in. "Good night, Sophie." I stood up but seh grabbed my arm and pulled me back down on the bed.

"Story please?" She asked innoccently.

I sighed. "Alright, a quick one, though, k?"

"Ok!"

"Alrighty, let's see." I thought about it. "Want the one Grandma Sarah told us?" She smiled and nodded. I smiled. I knew she'd want that one. She hardly ever asked for a different story. "Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful princess..."

Note: I know that Sarah's granddaughter is a little overdone but I had to use it. Just another piece of this story that wouldn't leave my head. lol I was going to include the story Jane tells in this chapter but it has to be by itself. Believe me, its long. This chapter didn't have to do so much with the Goblin King and Labyrinth but it'll slowly build up to it. Let me know what you think!